Chapter 3: Half-Step Transcendence! Overpowering Kill

"I have always kept my promise with Senior 'Qishi' and never displayed my true strength in public. However, I am not a true innate expert after all, whereas Shentu Yong is one of the top ten strong warriors in the Shentu tribe." Jiang Xuan dragged his knife and stared at Shentu Yong, "Fortunately, he is severely injured, which makes his reactions much slower than usual. As long as I can exacerbate his injuries a bit, I will have the opportunity to kill him. I must catch him off guard."

"Let's begin," said the indifferent voice of the Inspector Leihong.

"Boom."

Jiang Xuan stepped forward, dragging his knife. The first move of the 'Wind Chase Knife' was the dragging knife technique.

"Too slow, too slow. With your limited skills, do you dare to come out and act heroically?" Shentu Yong's feet trembled, and his movements became faster. He did not bother to use any fancy footwork but surged forward like a tiger or leopard, approaching Jiang Xuan with a fierce blow aimed at his head.

The knife style was vigorous and overbearing! Although Shentu Yong was severely injured internally, he was ultimately a transcendent expert. In the blink of an eye, the knife light seemed to engulf Jiang Xuan.

Just at that moment.

"Hmm?"

Shentu Yong suddenly realized, widened his eyes, hastily withdrew his knife, but with injuries, abrupt changes in movement were not smooth, making his steps stagger in urgency.

"Be careful!" Shentu Yan and Shentu Maoshi both sensed.

"This aura!" "Innate? No! He does not have an innate body! But the aura clearly indicates transcendence! Half-step transcendence?"

"Oh?" Inspector Leihong's eyes lit up. He had been bored watching everything. For him, tribal conflicts were barbaric and primitive. The three years of life-and-death battles between the tribes seemed low-level and uninteresting to him.

But now the situation seemed to have suddenly become interesting.

"A fifteen-year-old half-step transcendent, even I couldn't see through it. How could such a small tribe have such sophisticated hidden aura techniques?" Lei Hong appraised Jiang Xuan with a shake of his spirit.

Half-step transcendence is a "special realm." The transcendent realm has two characteristics: 'innate body' and 'innate spiritual power.' Half-step transcendence means that the cultivator's elemental energy has all been transformed into innate spiritual power, but the body is still in the postnatal realm and has not yet become an innate body. Only by practicing special techniques can this situation occur.

Jiang Xuan's knife momentum soared! The extremely ferocious knife light continuously struck at Shentu Yong, stepping forward step by step! Catch him off guard! Shentu Yong was frightened by the sudden transcendent aura emanating from Jiang Xuan. He retreated step by step in confusion, unable to adjust his steps, only able to wield his knife to resist Jiang Xuan's attacks. Jiang Xuan was too fierce and fast, leaving no room for adjusting defense; the innate spiritual power in his body surged like turbulent waves, causing damage to his meridians as they began to suffer.

"This kid's knife is so fierce. Even in the half-step transcendence state, he shouldn't be this strong. He is recklessly using his innate spiritual power without considering the consequences! With this method, he will exhaust his spiritual power in a moment, and his meridians will be damaged!" Shentu Maoshi saw through it.

"Oh no! This kid wants to take advantage of Ah Yong's severe injuries and kill him forcefully!" Shentu Yan's face changed drastically.

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"

The swords clashed! Sparks flew! Jiang Xuan swung his knife diagonally again. He didn't use any specific sword technique but pursued the ultimate speed, mobilizing the most innate spiritual power at every moment to unleash this strike with the maximum force!

"Clang!" "Clang!"

Shentu Yong stepped back six steps in a row, connected with Jiang Xuan's six knives. His realm, body skills, and knife skills all surpassed Jiang Xuan, yet suddenly being attacked so fiercely, he wanted to adjust but couldn't do it. Instead, the severe injuries in his body worsened with each blow he received!

The seventh knife!

Ding buzz-

Shentu Yong's knife slipped out of his hand, the blade cutting through his body!

With a "pu chi" sound, a large head with an incredulous expression flew into the sky. Jiang Xuan leaped up and grabbed the head by the hair, facing north as he landed.

Thump!

Shentu Yong's headless corpse fell on the arena.

On the ninth day of July, in a life-and-death battle between the Jiang clan and the Shentu clan, fifteen-year-old Jiang Xuan from the Jiang clan forcibly killed one of the top ten strong men of the Shentu clan, Shentu Yong!

"Elder, I won!" Jiang Xuan held up the head towards Lei Hong, who was standing on the high platform to the north.

"Hmm." Lei Hong nodded, stood up, and announced, "Today's ten rounds of life-and-death battles have ended. Your two clans will fight again next month."

The martial arts field fell into silence at first.

Then there was a sudden uproar of discussions. The women of the Jiang clan were ecstatic, excited to the point of tears, some even embracing and weeping together.

Wei Baiyun looked at her son in disbelief, burst into laughter, wiping away her tears.

"Brother won! Brother won!" Jiang Yao clapped and jumped, her palms turning red.

"He killed Shentu Yong!" A beautiful and vigorous middle-aged female warrior wearing leather armor exclaimed in surprise. Her eight or nine-year-old son beside her gazed adoringly at Jiang Xuan on the platform.

"Fifteen years old! Truly worthy of being the son of Han Feng!" The seventy-year-old ancestral grandmother shed tears and pounded her cane on the ground with great force.

"Oh my god."

"He won!"

"A half-step innate at fifteen years old."

The women of the Jiang clan were all excitedly discussing, understanding what a fifteen-year-old half-step innate meant. This special realm indicated that Jiang Xuan would become an innate master sooner or later. His father, Jiang Hanfeng, had broken through to Innate at the age of eighteen without experiencing the realm of "half-step innate."

According to legend, a half-step innate practitioner's spiritual power would naturally nourish their body, and within two years at most, their body would be transformed into an innate one, becoming a true innate master!

Jiang Xuan might become an innate master at seventeen or even sixteen years old, breaking the record set by his father, Jiang Hanfeng. A once-in-a-century genius of the Jiang clan, he deserved this title.

On the other side, over fifty warriors from the Shentu clan were all dumbfounded.

"Half-step innate."

"This boy must not be allowed to live!"

"He really killed Ah Yong." Shentu Yan stared at the stage in shock, unable to recover for a long time. "Ah Yong was only thirty-four years old and was already one of the top ten warriors in the clan. He was the youngest brother of the clan leader, who wanted to groom him as the next clan leader, letting him fight all nine battles today to make him a key figure in winning the three-year life-and-death battle. He gave him the greatest credit, but he was actually killed!"

Elder Jiang Jingsheng had been bribed half a month ago.

The tenth round today shouldn't have been fought.

"We should have changed people! We should have changed people!" Shentu Yan suddenly shouted in grief and indignation!

Shentu Yan, forty-four years old, acted as the main character among the Shentu clan people present. He was stronger than Shentu Yong and ranked in the top three within the Shentu clan.

"Shameless child! Hiding your strength on purpose! Taking advantage of our warriors' serious injuries to launch a sneak attack! What kind of ability is that?" Shentu Maoshi roared angrily. "Wait a month, and our warriors will tear you apart! You are just a lowly half-step innate, while we have dozens of innate warriors in our clan! Any one of them can easily kill you! I'll see how you defend yourself then!"

"Yes! We will tear you apart when the time comes!"

"You're dead meat!"

"Our clan leader will kill you personally!"

The warriors of the Shentu clan echoed in anger and fury.

With Shentu Yong killed, his older brother, the Shentu clan leader, Shentu Lie, was likely to take action next month. Shentu Lie, a rare spear cultivator in Black Pool Mountain, had achieved mastery in spear

Several figures scurried out around the ring at the same time, all of them were women from the Jiang Clan, and all of them were at the innate realm, they were the last innate combatants of the Jiang Clan, but they were not qualified to take part in the clan's life and death battle. The strongest Wei Baiyun also leapt to his son Jiang Xuan's side, lifting his sword to gaze at Jiang Jingsheng.

Jiang Jingsheng's face revealed a look of panic.

Seeking help, he looked towards the several Shen Tu Clan's innate powerhouses present.

Shen Tu Yan moved a step and blocked in front of Jiang Jingsheng.

The other Shentu Ascendants also surrounded and protected Jiang Jingsheng in the center.

To the Jiang Clan, Jiang Jingsheng was a traitor, but to the Shentu Clan, it was a man who knew what was right and could not chill the hearts of those who had defected.

"He has voluntarily surrendered, he is now a member of my Shen Tu Clan, do you want to make a move?" Shen Tu Yan drank.

"What he has submitted to is his business, but he cannot take away anything from my Jiang Clan, especially the ring that represents the identity of the Clan Chief, this item has been passed down in my Jiang Clan for a thousand years, not only does it represent the identity of the Clan Chief, it is also the token that orders the forty-seven tribes of the land of the Hundred Ridges!" Jiang Xuan reached out, "Tell him to hand over the Black Jade Ring!"

More and more Jiang Clan members gathered around, flashing their blades.

Inspector General Lei Hong, who was about to leave, twisted his head and frowned at the scene.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Shen Tu Yan was worried that the Jiang Clan would take advantage of the situation, and hurriedly gave Jiang Jing Sheng a wink.

"Hand it over, I'll hand it over, I didn't say I wouldn't." Jiang Jingsheng hurriedly took off his black jade ring and handed it over.

...

Shen Tu Min rode the horse beast galloping out of the Jiang Clan Clan Tucheng.

All the way to the southwest.

The Horse Beast had blood red fur, a divinely handsome appearance, a face with six eyes, and a unicorn horn on its forehead. This has a third-order demonic beast 'red mane shadow beast' bloodline of the horse beast, can travel three thousand miles a day, its value can be in the inch of gold in the main city of Flying Snow City, but also be able to exchange a three into the mansion, as strong as the Shentu tribes, this level of horse beasts, there are not a few, patriarch of the younger brother of the Shentu Yong, are not worthy of having.

This is Shen Tu Yan's mount.

"Ride!" "Ride!"

Shen Tu Min waved his whip again and again, constantly urging the horse beast.

Faster! Faster again!

"We must arrive before dark! Otherwise something big is going to happen!" Shen Tu Min once again swung down the whip with force, his heart growing more and more anxious, he was well aware of how significant this reporting task of his was, Jiang Xuan winning the last battle of the day might seem like it was just renewing the life of the Jiang Clan for a month, but in reality, the impact was more than that, he was also destroying the Shen Tu Clan's original big plan.

Shen Tu Min was a direct core member of the Shen Tu Clan.

He knew the real reason for his clan's sudden war against the Jiang Clan.

It was imperative to get the clan leader's side to stop immediately.

"Hyah!"

Turning an hour.

Dusk.

The 'Old Bull's Head Ridge' located more than three hundred miles southwest of the Jiang Clan's Tucheng.

This place was still the territory of the Jiang Clan, and the 'Ge Mu Tribe' loyal to the Jiang Clan survived and operated in this area. Shen Tu Min rode his horse and beast into the Old Niutou Ridge, bypassing the patrol range of the 'Ge Mu Tribe', and after running for a few more hours, he gradually approached a hidden valley.

This valley was desolate, with very little vegetation, everywhere was bare, no beasts survived in this neighborhood, and the Ge Mu Tribe hunting would not come, calling it off the beaten path.

"Look! Someone is coming!" On the cliff on the side of the valley, the long-faced man who was crouching beside a boulder in charge of guarding noticed the incoming person, and hurriedly shot up, drawing his bow and taking aim. The patriarch had given an order that any stranger approaching would be killed without pardon.

"It's Min, one of our own." The scar-faced man on sentry duty together warned.

"Huh? Isn't he riding Uncle Rock's mount? Rushing over in such a hurry, could something have happened?" The long-faced man put down his bow and said suspiciously.

"What could be the matter, it must be that he came to report his victory." The scar-faced man laughed easily.

Inside the valley that should be deserted, at the moment it was a hot scene, on the rock wall on the inner side of the valley that was up to more than twenty feet high, there was an entrance to a cave with a diameter of a few feet, and rubble was constantly being transported out from the cave. This group of Shentu Clan members, in the territory of the Jiang Clan, seemed to be digging for something.

The sound of horses' hooves came fiercely, rushing into the valley.

"Quick! Quickly take me to see the clan leader!"

Shentu Min yelled eagerly as soon as he saw the people.

The busy Shentu clansmen in the valley all stopped at once.

"Min!" A scar-faced man who was in command within the valley rejoiced when he saw Shentu Min coming, "Ah Yong has personally taken action! The Jiang Clan has been sentenced to total defeat, right? Hahahahaha! Jiang's stubbornness, give them the opportunity to submit to not know the time, resistance for three years, have to be killed by us all the men, only to understand our Shentu clan's strength!"

"Three years." The tall and thin man in the animal skin robe sighed, "Our tribe has also killed many warriors in the war, finally we won, we should drink bitterly for three days and three nights! A big celebration!"

"The Jiang Clan is full of beauties!" The sharp-tongued man who put the stone down next to the cave entrance smiled obscenely, pursing his lips with great excitement, "Every one of their young ones is a beauty, we must have a good time."

"Hmph!" The Jiang Clan has repeatedly tarnished the reputation of our Shentu Clan these past three years, saying that we have betrayed our trust, and still dare to mention that son of Jiang Hanfeng's marriage to our Miss Yu?"

"Hahaha! His father has disappeared, and Jiang still wants that punk Jiang Xuan to marry our Miss Yu? If you want to end the life and death battle with this, how does Jiang Xuan deserve it?"

"Let's not talk about him, he's already a slave of our Shentu Clan, he's only a Houtian Passing Pulse at fifteen years of age, he can barely even serve as a chaperone for the teenagers of our clan." The tall and thin man shouted towards Shentu Min, "Ah Min, you quickly say it! How did Ah Yong make a big kill!"