One move forced back, Li Qiang snorted coldly, "Hmph! I really underestimated you!"
"Underestimating me will cost you your life!" Carrying killing intent, Zhang Ergou swung his ghost spear at Li Qiang.
Clang!
The heavy iron spear struck the air, emitting a series of clanging sounds. Those on the viewing platform swallowed hard, thinking that being hit by the ghost spear would cost them half their lives.
"This guy has too much strength!"
"Qi in the early Qi Refining stage is already scarce, and he has to divide some to control this iron spear. His speed is obviously dragged down. It's a pity for Zhang Ergou to choose this kind of weapon!"
Some Foundation Establishment cultivators watched the scene in the arena and shook their heads with a sigh.
"However, it's already enough for him to be proud that he can fight evenly with Li Qiang at the early Qi Refining stage."
Clang!
A crisp metallic collision sounded. After only three moves, Li Qiang knocked Zhang Ergou's spear flying with a palm strike.
At this point, everyone began to sigh, and the outcome of this match was no longer in doubt.
"What else do you have to rely on now?"
Li Qiang coldly shouted and stepped forward, unleashing three palm strikes in quick succession, intending to defeat Zhang Ergou with one blow.
Freed from the constraints of the Tianwen, Zhang Ergou felt much lighter and sneered.
Zhang Ergou pushed off the ground with his back foot and sprang forward. Just as the three palm prints were about to hit him, he suddenly turned, dodging Li Qiang's three palm strikes like a nimble beast.
This was a move from the Lion's Heart Fury.
Easily dodging the three palms, Zhang Ergou leaped over Li Qiang's head and raised his palm high.
"Go down!"
With a cold shout, his palm, infused with all his spiritual energy, fiercely struck Li Qiang's neck. He followed up with a kick to Li Qiang's face.
Bang!
Li Qiang's robust body crashed heavily to the ground.
"What the hell! This actually works!" The crowd on the viewing platform's eyes widened in disbelief as they watched the training ground.
The exchange was too brief; they hadn't even reacted before Li Qiang was kicked to the ground.
"You brat, you're dead!" Li Qiang was enraged by the hit.
He flipped over and charged at Zhang Ergou with a roar, unleashing a golden palm print from his hand.
"Tricks!" Zhang Ergou sneered, employing the Lion's Heart Fury again to dodge Li Qiang's palm strike and then close in on him.
"Now it's my turn!"
Zhang Ergou's voice was icy as his muscles tensed to their limit, unleashing immense power and smashing a fist into Li Qiang's face.
Puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out. Li Qiang felt as if half his face was gone.
Such was the power of Zhang Ergou's punch.
"I'll kill you!" Li Qiang was completely consumed by bloodlust.
"Heh, no chance!" Zhang Ergou didn't give him a chance to react, once again using the Lion's Heart Fury, delivering a whip kick to his chest.
Puff!
Another mouthful of blood gushed out, and Li Qiang's stance became unstable.
Zhang Ergou's movements were even more agile, sometimes leaping high, sometimes pouncing like a beast, and sometimes whipping his leg, giving Li Qiang no time to react.
Li Qiang was stunned by Zhang Ergou's successive attacks.
But he was a solid Foundation Establishment cultivator, a full major realm higher than Zhang Ergou.
After a brief moment of disorientation, Li Qiang also realized that he gained no advantage in close combat.
He quickly retreated, creating distance between himself and Zhang Ergou.
Li Qiang steadied himself and condensed spiritual energy into the form of a tiger in his hand.
Roar!
With a furious roar, the discussions on the viewing platform gradually subsided.
"Fierce Tiger Fist!" Some disciples on the platform were very familiar with this technique of Li Qiang. Sudancn.com
They had clearly witnessed its power.
"Peak Master Xiayang actually taught Li Qiang the Fierce Tiger Fist, one of his signature secret arts."
"Take my life!" Li Qiang raised his fist, his face contorted in a terrifying expression.
With a deafening boom, their fists met, creating a sonic boom.
Bang!
Zhang Ergou met the attack with his fist, but the difference in strength was too great. He barely blocked the punch but was still forced to spit blood and retreat continuously...
Zhang Ergou stared coldly at Li Qiang. He knew he had to end this quickly, as there was a gap in the amount and quality of spiritual energy between him and Li Qiang.
The secret technique Li Qiang had just used clearly consumed a lot of spiritual energy.
This was evident from his rapid, panting expression.
Li Qiang was also not feeling well at this moment. Although he had repelled Zhang Ergou with one punch, his spiritual energy was turbulent within him.
This was clearly a side effect of using the secret technique.
"Damn, is that kid trying to kill himself?" The crowd on the viewing platform exclaimed in surprise. Zhang Ergou, who had stopped his retreat, ignored his own injuries.
He charged towards Li Qiang again.
As Zhang Ergou ran, he mobilized all the spiritual energy in his dantian. Coupled with the power of his physical body and the moves of the Lion's Heart Fury, any close combat would inflict heavy damage on Li Qiang.
Zhang Ergou leaped into the air and stepped towards Li Qiang. Li Qiang, still panting heavily, reacted too late.
Zhang Ergou's kick, imbued with all his spiritual energy, landed heavily on Li Qiang's chest.
Crack!
The sound of bone cracking echoed.
Li Qiang's face changed drastically. He hastily retreated, channeling spiritual energy to his chest to protect his broken ribs.
Puff!
He coughed up a mouthful of blood, clearly not lightly injured.
The people on the viewing platform were now eerily silent.
Everyone seemed petrified, staring in disbelief at the fight on the training ground.
Zhang Ergou, in the early Qi Refining stage, had just been forced to spit blood and retreat by Li Qiang.
In the blink of an eye, he had broken Li Qiang's ribs. And Li Qiang was a true Foundation Establishment cultivator!
"You lost!" With blood trickling from his lips, Zhang Ergou looked at Li Qiang with a cold expression.
Li Qiang glared defiantly at Zhang Ergou, "For me to admit defeat, that's impossible!"
But as he was about to circulate his cultivation technique to unleash a spell, he coughed up another mouthful of blood.
Zhang Ergou picked up the ghost spear Tianwen lying not far from his feet and placed its tip horizontally against Li Qiang's neck.
"Your life ends here!" Zhang Ergou said icily.
"Holy crap, no way, is Zhang Ergou really going to kill Li Qiang? No way, Li Qiang is Peak Master Xiayang's disciple. If he kills Li Qiang, his own life will be over."
Only then did the crowd on the viewing platform recall the bet they had made, a bet on their lives.
"Is this Zhang Ergou really going to do it?"
"Alright, come on then, junior brother Ergou. If you dare to do it, and aren't afraid of Peak Master Xiayang hunting you down, go ahead."
Li Qiang looked at Zhang Ergou with disdain. A life-and-death bet, in his opinion, was just a gimmick Zhang Ergou had proposed to gain fame.
To truly kill him, Zhang Ergou would need the guts.
Zhang Ergou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "You must die!"
"It's just a spar. Since you have already won, senior brother, please show some mercy. Where one can spare others, one should."
A faint, indifferent voice was heard.
"That's senior brother Su Yang from Peak Qiuyang."