Crying Wu Geng

Competitions were being carried out rapidly.

Other than Liu Jiang, the strengths of the rest did not change much.

Luo Caiyun and Yang Wen, who were seven-star Black Iron, were the strongest. They defeated their opponents in just one move. The overwhelming victory made everyone understand that their strengths far surpassed the other basic-level inspectors.

Next was Wu Geng, who was a six-star peak Black Iron. His Roaming Dragon Movement Technique had reached the small success stage and his combat ability was quite good. In just a moment, he had defeated an opponent who was a six-star Black Iron. His strength was astounding.

When the battle ended, Wu Geng gave Liu Jiang a faint sneer, as well as 2,850 points of resentment and 2,600 points of killing intent.

"You have to be careful of Wu Geng. He is very powerful. Although you are a six-star peak Black Iron, your movement technique is inferior to his," Li Jun reminded him worriedly.

"Okay, I'll be careful." Liu Jiang nodded and continued to refine the energy fruit.

Because of the disturbances from the people around him, the speed at which he refined the energy fruit was a little slow.

After more than 10 minutes, he still had not fully refined the third fruit.

Soon the first round of the competition ended.

Eleven people lost, eleven people won. In addition, there was a bye into the second round previously, so 12 people advanced.

The second round of the competition began quickly. Liu Jiang drew the second lot.

The first to go on stage were No. 1, Yang Wen and No. 12, Li Jun.

When Li Jun saw that his opponent was Yang Wen, he immediately forfeited. Instead of going up and getting sent flying, he might as well coolly admit defeat.

"No. 2 and No. 11, come on in."

Chen Yifan spoke calmly.

Liu Jiang walked towards the center of the martial arts arena.

"Liu Jiang, you can do it!"

"Fight for another round."

Li Jun and Zhang Hu cheered for Liu Jiang.

In the martial arts arena, many people looked at Liu Jiang. Liu Jiang had risen strongly this time and revealed his six-star peak Black Iron cultivation level. In terms of cultivation level, he was on par with Wu Geng, second only to Yang Wen and Luo Caiyun.

On the stage, Zhu Xiaozhu, Zhao Laoxiu, and the others also looked at Liu Jiang.

They wanted to see Liu Jiang's actual combat strength clearly.

The previous battle had ended too quickly. With a slap from Liu Jiang, Yang Bao knelt on the ground and vomited blood. They did not see Liu Jiang's combat strength in detail clearly.

Under everyone's gaze, another young man walked out of the crowd proudly.

It was Wu Geng…

Seeing Wu Geng looking up arrogantly, everyone looked forward to the combat.

"I wonder if Liu Jiang can handle it."

"I don't think so."

The inspectors looked at the stage expectantly, wanting to see who was better.

Liu Jiang was also stunned. Wu Geng was quite powerful.

However, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he was a little excited.

"It's actually Wu Geng. How unlucky."

Li Jun muttered.

Zhang Hu nodded and said, "That's right."

"I hope you can defeat Wu Geng," Yang Wen looked at Liu Jiang coldly and muttered to himself.

"The two of them are up against each other…"

Yang Yue looked at the two of them and felt inexplicably excited.

On the stage, the Chief and Zhu Xiaozhu sat up slightly and looked at the martial arts arena with interest.

"Heh heh…" Zhang Daliang grinned. He knew that Liu Jiang had refined the Spirit Awakening Stone and had already mastered the Roaming Dragon Movement Technique.

"Liu Jiang, you're very unlucky." Wu Geng smiled at Liu Jiang, but his eyes were cold.

Resentment from Wu Geng, +1480, +…

Killing intent from Wu Geng, +1420, +…

"Wu Geng, you're quite lucky," Liu Jiang said with a chuckle. He was not afraid at all.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was strong killing intent and resentment.

What a temper.

Liu Jiang narrowed his eyes. The intense emotions made him exceptionally happy.

He planned to make a killing.

Liu Jiang coughed lightly and said, "Come here. Kneel on the ground and call me daddy. I can consider letting you off."

It was the first time he had said such arrogant words. Liu Jiang was a little embarrassed.

But the effect was obvious.

In an instant, he had absorbed more than 3,000 resentment and killing intent.

He even absorbed the emotions of many onlookers.

"You're courting death!" Wu Geng exploded in anger.

He had never been humiliated like this before.

"Come on, stop staring blankly. It's just calling me daddy. It's very easy." Liu Jiang chuckled as he spoke. Another wave of resentment and killing intent washed over him.

Wu Geng was furious. He felt that he was about to explode from anger.

"Ah…"

With a furious roar, spiritual energy surged from his body as he shot towards Liu Jiang.

He wanted to cripple Liu Jiang.

Liu Jiang smiled and did not hold back at all. The spiritual power of a peak six-star Black Iron surged wildly in his body. His figure instantly turned into an illusionary shadow as a low dragon's roar resounded throughout the venue.

Liu Jiang was too fast. He punched Wu Geng's mouth in an instant and knocked him back.

Wu Geng stumbled backward, his teeth clattering on the floor.

Fear from Wu Geng +1450, +…

Liu Jiang did not hesitate at all. He charged forward and punched Wu Geng repeatedly.

Wu Geng could not retaliate at all.

Seeing Liu Jiang unleash the perfected Roaming Dragon Movement Technique, Wu Geng could not retaliate at all. The arena instantly exploded with an uproar.

"F*ck, the perfected Roaming Dragon Movement Technique."

"Impressive. At 17 years old, he can actually master the Roaming Dragon Movement Technique to the perfection level."

"His perception is extraordinary."

"That's right. The difficulty of practicing the Roaming Dragon Movement Technique is quite terrifying. Most people might not even be able to master it after working hard for decades, let alone reach the perfection level."

"I'm envious."

"Impressive!" Zhang Daliang slapped his thigh.

"Is this fellow really enlightened?" Li Jun was shocked.

Zhang Hu said, "That's possible!"

"Damn it, why did I give up on Liu Jiang?" Yang Yue was very regretful.

"How amazing." Luo Caiyun's expression was heavy.

"Damn it." Yang Wen's expression was exceptionally ugly, killing intent surging in his heart.

"What the f*ck…" Chief Zhao Laoxiu said sweetly. The corners of the chair had been removed by him.

"The perfected Roaming Dragon Movement Technique is amazing." Zhu Xiaozhu instantly sat up straight.

With a low cultivation level, one could refine elixirs or spirit fruits to increase their cultivation.

However, there was no shortcut to learning martial skills.

The fact that Liu Jiang could cultivate the Roaming Dragon Movement Technique to the Great Perfection level meant that his comprehension ability was not bad. He was worthy of nurturing and could be given secondary resources.

Jealousy from Zhang Cheng, +1420, +…

Joy from Zhang Daliang, +1580, …

Envy from Li Jun, +1380, +…

Feelings of regret from Yang Yue, +1520, +…

…

The people on the scene were really shocked. They contributed a lot of emotions—envy, jealousy, regret, joy, resentment, killing intent, and so on to Liu Jiang.

Even Chief Zhao Laoxiu and Inspector Zhu Xiaozhu were no exception. They contributed a lot of joy to Liu Jiang.

In just a moment, there were 18 more fruits on the Treasure Tree.

Liu Jiang was delighted. Continuing the battle was actually a one-sided beating.

"Bang, bang, bang…"

Liu Jiang's fists rained on Wu Geng.

Resentment from Wu Geng, +1620, +…

Killing intent from Wu Geng, +1580, +…

Fear from Wu Geng, +1680, +…

Wu Geng was completely stunned.

He would never have thought that Liu Jiang had actually cultivated the Roaming Dragon Movement Technique to perfection.

"Bang, bang, bang…"

His fists landed time and time again, and blood splattered.

Resentment, +…, killing intent, +…

Feeling the strong power of emotions, Liu Jiang became more energetic.

"Bang, bang, bang…"

Liu Jiang looked very serious and focused.

He was heavy-handed, but not to the point of killing someone.

After all, he was only collecting more emotional powers.

Wu Geng felt like a small boat in a huge wave. He was about to die.

He wanted to admit defeat, but just as he was about to speak, Liu Jiang punched him in the mouth. He could not say a word.

He wanted to collapse to the ground, but Liu Jiang's punches and kicks stopped him from doing so.

"Bang, bang, bang…"

A dull sound echoed through the venue.

"How ruthless!"

"Don't provoke Liu Jiang in the future if there's nothing important."

"How savage!"

"How violent!"

Some inspectors were shocked when they saw Liu Jiang hitting Wu Geng with a serious expression. They were a little afraid and reminded themselves not to provoke Liu Jiang in the future.

A group of people began to instill fear in Liu Jiang.

Liu Jiang wanted to stop, but the power of his emotions was too enticing, so he could only continue fighting.

"Bang, bang, bang…"

Wu Geng felt that he was surrounded. Liu Jiang was all around him. There were punches and kicks coming at him.

He wanted to admit defeat, but he could not shout.

He wanted to collapse, but he could not.

That extremely powerless and terrifying feeling drove him crazy and made him collapse.

He was afraid. He cowered and decided to call Liu Jiang daddy.

But before he could say anything, Liu Jiang punched him back in the mouth.

"Wahhh…"

He began to cry loudly, hoping to attract the Chief's attention so that he would save his life.

But before he could cry, he was punched by Liu Jiang again and again. His voice was quavering.

Wu Geng no longer had any resentment or killing intent. There was only fear.

He felt that Liu Jiang wanted to beat him to death.

After all, he was just a 17-year-old teenager. He was utterly scared.

The fear of death overwhelmed him.

Fear from Wu Geng, +1680, +…

Another minute later, Chen Yifan saw that Liu Jiang had no intention of stopping. He gritted his teeth and looked at Chief Zhao.

Zhao Laoxiu said calmly, "Liu Jiang, Wu Geng lost this round."

"Yes." Liu Jiang was very obedient and immediately stopped.

Wu Geng held his head and cried bitterly. He cried miserably and hysterically.

He was still a 17-year-old child who had not experienced much.

The five minutes of inhumane torture had completely crushed him.