Beginning with the Five Animals Fist to Become a Saint

Chapter 721 Jiang Ning Makes His Move, Determining the Second Place! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
On the school field.

"Do you two need any weapons?" Wang Hong's voice rang out.

"Sword!" Wan Jianyi said succinctly.

“Lord of the Kingdom, I need a suitable long staff!” Xu Sansheng said.

"Here you go, you two!" Wang Hong's voice rang out.

Raise your hand and wave.

hum!
As the sound of a sword rang out, a streak of sword light pierced the air.

Wan Jian raised his hand and grabbed, and the sword light that had pierced through the air seemed to have a spirit of its own as it flew into his hand.

As the sword light dissipated, a three-foot-long green sword was revealed in his hand.

Boom!

Then came another booming sound, like waves crashing against the stone wall.

The long staff pierced the air, stirring up waves of air, and flew straight toward Xu Sansheng.

Seeing this, Xu Sansheng suddenly leaped up and grabbed the flying iron staff.

He was then carried straight to the surface by this force.

boom--

His feet landed on the training ground, and dust and smoke immediately flew up, engulfing him.

After a breath.

Huhu——

The sound of howling wind arose, and Xu Sansheng, holding a long iron staff, casually swung it a few times, stirring up waves of wind and sweeping away the dust.

At this moment, Xu Sansheng gripped the long staff, and his demeanor changed drastically. His face was still the same, but his brows were filled with a heroic spirit.

"Brother Wan, please enlighten me!" he said.

"That's starting to look more like it!" Wan Jianyi nodded.

The words fell.

He gripped the longsword and held it upright in front of him.

hum! !

Suddenly, the sword trembled, and the sound of its blade ringing out grew louder.

“The sword energy of Wudang!” Mingxin suddenly said, his expression hardening.

next moment.

chi chi-

A faint sound echoed in the void, and Jiang Ning saw countless faint sword energies streak across the void, distorting his vision.

clang!
clang! !

In an instant, Xu Sansheng wielded his long staff, transforming it into an impenetrable iron wall.

Each flash of fire was followed by the sound of metal clashing.

Then the clanging of metal grew louder, like a torrential downpour hitting an iron shed, the sounds of impacts becoming one.

Xu Sansheng wielded his long staff faster and faster, constantly shattering the sword energy that came flying through the air.

Sudden.

puff--

A spray of blood erupted from his body.

"That's it!" Seeing this, Jiang Ning knew it was about to end.

Then he saw snowflakes bursting up from Xu Sansheng's body.

Arms, chest, arms, legs.
After three breaths.

Wan Jianyi twirled his longsword, the tip pointing diagonally at the ground.

At this moment, Xu Sansheng had forcefully slammed the long stick in his hand onto the ground, holding it in his hand like a crutch.

"You have lost!" Wan Jianyi exclaimed.

"I have lost!" Xu Sansheng said.

On the high platform to the north.

"This person is a bit too sharp and ostentatious," the second princess said.

“Second sister, Brother Wan is a sword cultivator. If a sword has no edge, how can it be brave and make great progress?” said the Fifth Prince Ji Mingyuan.

"Who says it can't be?" The second princess scoffed. "A heavy sword has no edge, and great skill is without artifice. Without the magnanimity to embrace all things, the heights he can reach on this path are ultimately limited."

"Second sister, you're being a bit too arrogant. Brother Wan is currently ranked number one on the Heavenly Ranking. At such a high level and at such a young age, who dares to predict his ultimate heights?" Ji Mingyuan retorted.

"You dare not, but I dare. What's there to be afraid of? I'm just a woman. How could he, a newly appointed scholar, possibly hold a grudge against a woman like me?" The Second Princess smiled calmly.

On the school field.

Wang Hong's voice rang out again.

"Please welcome the newly appointed scholar who is holding the number four battle card to the field."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ming and Wang Jiadi exchanged a glance, and then both smiled.

At that moment, both of them knew they had guessed correctly.

"please!"

"please!"

The two said in unison, and then walked toward the center of the training ground.

After a while.

“Lord Wang, I need a long spear!” Wang Jiadi said.

“Lord of the Kingdom, I also need a weapon. Just give me a knife!” Zhang Ming said.

"Alright, you two, here we come!" Wang Hong's voice echoed across the training ground.

Then, he raised his hand and grabbed, and a long spear flew towards him from the distant rack.

He grabbed the butt of the spear again, swung it forcefully, causing the spear to spin 360 degrees, and then struck the butt of the spear with his palm.

boom--

The spear pierced the air, creating a shockwave, and hurtled towards Wang Jiadi.

Upon seeing this, Wang Jiadi's eyes narrowed slightly.

He leaped up, landing in front of the incoming spear.

He immediately spread his five fingers, clenched them tightly, and firmly grasped the butt of the gun.

boom! !

With a flick of his wrist and a swing of the spearhead, the air was shattered, and all the force was dissipated.

"Thank you, Duke Wang, for the gun!" Wang Jiadi exclaimed.

His voice was powerful and resonant, carrying far and wide.

"Great!" Wang Hong exclaimed in praise.

At this moment, he held his sword in his right hand.

Slightly bend your right arm and then push it forward.

boom! !

The air ahead surged like waves, and the spreading white air currents resembled billows.

Seeing the long blade hurtling towards him like lightning, Zhang Ming remained motionless and raised his hand to grab it.

The long sword seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, falling straight into his hand.

The ground beneath their feet trembled only slightly, without any dust rising.

Upon seeing this, Wang Jiadi's pupils suddenly contracted.

With just one glance, he could tell that Zhang Ming's control over force had reached an unparalleled level.

The techniques for neutralizing force are even more superb.

He was perfectly aware of the level of force in his distant uncle's actions.

It will take him a lot of effort to resolve this.

Zhang Ming, however, caught the sword on the spot, and the force contained in the sword was directly channeled into the ground beneath his feet, dissipating instantly.

This leads to something as simple as a calm breeze.

This method is far superior to his.

"This is troublesome!" His heart sank, and he gripped the spear even tighter.

"Thank you for the sword, Duke!" Zhang Ming said loudly.

Swah——

Raise one hand to grip the scabbard and the other to grip the hilt, and with a slight force, the long sword is drawn from its sheath.

Boom!
Zhang Ming then threw the scabbard in his hand onto the ground.

The scabbard suddenly plunged into the soil like a sharp blade, embedding itself a full 1.3 feet deep.

"Brother Wang, I'm ready!" Zhang Ming gripped the knife in his backhand and clasped his hands in a salute.

“I’m ready too!” Wang Jiadi said, gripping his spear with both hands.

As the words fell.

Zhang Ming moved.

It passed by in an instant, like a gentle breeze, without stirring up any dust.

But Wang Jiadi, who was standing in front of Zhang Ming at this moment, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"So fast!!"

With only one thought in his mind, he quickly raised his gun to parry.

clang! !

With a deafening roar, Wang Jiadi felt a jolt, and the soil beneath his feet instantly collapsed.

Just then, Zhang Ming, who was in mid-air, drew his sword and then swung it horizontally.

clang! !

Wang Jiadi quickly gripped his gun and raised it to block.

His whole body shuddered again, and his feet immediately lifted slightly off the ground.

He suddenly lowered his body, his legs like roots, and plunged into the soil.

Dang, Dang, Dang! ! !
Zhang Ming's strikes were faster than the last, and countless blades of light instantly surrounded Wang Jiadi.

Each strike appeared light and effortless to the onlookers, as if it possessed no power whatsoever.

However, seeing Wang Jiadi's physical reaction, one knew that what seemed like a light, effortless strike was as heavy as a mountain.

With each strike, Wang Jiadi, despite having weapons to parry, was shaken violently.

If his legs hadn't been firmly planted on the ground, Wang Jiadi would have been sent flying and lost his balance long ago.

After watching for a moment, Jiang Ning knew that the outcome of the contest between the two had been decided.

As far as he knew, Wang Jiadi's strongest skill was boxing.

It is Wang Hong's signature boxing style, the Four Imperial Heaven-Suppressing Fist.

But at this moment, with the two wielding weapons, Wang Jiadi had no chance to use this boxing technique.

Furthermore, in close combat, marksmanship has absolutely no room to be utilized.

With Zhang Ming dominating the fight, Wang Jiadi lost any chance to retaliate.

At this moment, Wang Jiadi is fighting Zhang Ming, clearly using his own weakness to attack the enemy's strength.

There was already a certain gap in strength between the two, and with his fighting style being completely suppressed, Wang Jiadi was unable to unleash his full potential.

In less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea.

Zhang Ming's eyes flashed, and the long sword in his hand suddenly accelerated again, drifting past like a wisp of green smoke.

Zhang Ming immediately withdrew and retreated.

Wang Jiadi reached up and touched his neck, immediately feeling a slight stinging pain in his throat.

He looked down at his fingers and saw a faint trace of blood on the pads of his fingers.

He looked down at the ground again, a few strands of hair slowly falling down.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He knew that this was already the result of Zhang Ming holding back.

With Zhang Ming's strength, if he hadn't held back, that last strike would have severed his head.

Thanks to the strength of his neck bone, although Zhang Ming's strike wouldn't be able to sever his head, it would certainly inflict serious injury.

If it were a life-or-death battle, and he was seriously injured, Zhang Ming's strength would only make killing him a matter of a little more effort.

Therefore, the outcome was completely decided at this moment.

"I have lost!" Wang Jiadi said slowly.

"You flatter me!" Zhang Ming said, bowing with his knife in hand.

at the same time.

Discussions began to rise around the drill ground.

"Wonderful, absolutely wonderful!!"

"Yes! The duel between Wan Jianyi and Master Mingxin was a foregone conclusion, but I didn't expect Zhang Ming to be so powerful. Judging from his performance, he is in no way inferior to Wan Jianyi and Master Mingxin!"

"Yes! Wang Jiadi is a distant nephew of the Duke of Wangguo. The two Wang families are related by marriage. Wang Jiadi was personally taught by the Duke of Wangguo and can be said to have inherited the Duke's true teachings. Yet he was suppressed and beaten by Zhang Ming, and the battle was ended easily. I never expected that!"

"Who can argue with that! Who could have predicted that Zhang Ming would be so strong? This is going to be interesting."

"Yes!! Next up is the most exciting competition for the top three scholars: the first, second, and third place. Only the Jiang Xunshi from Dongling County has not yet made his move. I wonder if he will end up outside the top three or outside the martial arts examination."

"I didn't think so before, after all, he's been too dazzling these past two years! But now it seems possible. Wan Jianyi and Ming Xin are ranked much higher than him on the Heavenly Ranking. And although Zhang Ming doesn't show off, he was only ranked eighteenth on the Heavenly Ranking before, but now it seems his strength is far beyond eighteenth place."

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the other side.

Wang Hong glanced at Wang Jia indifferently, his face showing no emotion.

"Next, Jiang Ning will face Zhang Ming, and Wan Jianyi will face Ming Xin. The losers will fight here to determine the honor of the Martial Arts Third Scholar."

"The winners will fight to determine the martial arts champion and runner-up. Do any of you four have any objections?"

Wang Hong's voice echoed throughout the training ground and reached Jiang Ning's ears.

“No objections!” Wan Jianyi said calmly.

"no disagreement!"

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The four of them spoke in succession.

"Okay!" Wang Hong nodded.

"The first match is between Jiang Ning and Zhang Ming! The winner will be ranked first and awarded the title of Martial Arts Scholar." Wang Hong announced loudly.

Then he said, "Please have the two of you come on stage!"

As the words fell.

Jiang Ning walked towards the center of the training ground.

Wang Jiadi, on the other hand, had a bitter expression on his face.

As Wang Jiadi passed by Jiang Ning, he stopped and his voice rang in Jiang Ning's ears.

"I'm sorry! I won't be able to let Brother Jiang witness the Four Imperial Heaven-Suppressing Fist today!"

“Then we’ll wait for the future! One defeat doesn’t mean you’ll be defeated forever! Keep surpassing yourself, and one day you’ll see the light at the end of the tunnel!” Jiang Ning comforted him.

“Okay!” Wang Jiadi looked at Jiang Ning and nodded emphatically.

Then, Jiang Ning arrived at the center of the training ground.

At this moment, Zhang Ming still held the long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointing diagonally at the ground, the blade as bright as snow.

"Scholar Zhang, would you like to change your weapon?" Wang Hong's voice rang out.

“No need!” Zhang Ming said.

Wang Hong then looked at Jiang Ning: "Jiang Jinshi, do you need any weapons?"

“Lord of the Kingdom, I also need a knife!” Jiang Ning said.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ming's eyes brightened, as if a sharp edge was about to burst forth.

now.

A long knife also appeared in Wang Hong's right hand.

He bent his right arm slightly again and then pushed it forward.

boom! !

The air ahead surged like waves, and the spreading white air currents resembled billows.

The scene from just now reappeared in my mind.

He watched as the long sword hurtled towards him like thunder.

Jiang Ning raised his hand and gestured, and the longsword seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, falling straight into his hand.

Just like Zhang Ming just now.

the other side.

Wan Jianyi, Mingxin, and the others were watching this scene intently.

They were all very curious about just how powerful Jiang Ning really was.

Based on the previous weightlifting and archery demonstrations, it's impossible to discern Jiang Ning's true strength and capabilities.

But things are different now.

In a friendly exchange, one's true strength can no longer be hidden.

Just like the match between Zhang Ming and Wang Jiadi.

Before they fought, no one could have imagined that the gap between the two was so great.

Although Zhang Ming's ranking on the Heavenly Ranking is lower than Wang Jiadi's, his strength far surpasses Wang Jiadi's.

Now that they've reached this stage, they believe that Zhang Ming's abilities are enough to demonstrate Jiang Ning's strength.

Upon witnessing this scene, Wang Jiadi's gaze narrowed slightly once again.

Zhang Ming had just calmly caught the long knife that Wang Hong threw at him, which made him feel extremely pressured.

After the fight, it proved to be true that Zhang Ming's strength far surpassed his.

Jiangning is now behaving in the same way.

Based on this scene alone, he knew that Jiang Ning's reputation was well-deserved and that his strength was likely far superior to his own.

"Please!" Zhang Ming bowed, holding his sword.

Jiang Ning also drew his long sword and stuck the scabbard into the ground.

"Please!" He also bowed with his hands clasped in greeting.

At this moment, all eyes in the room were on the two of them.

If one wins, one will be ranked first in the first class and awarded the title of Martial Arts Scholar, becoming one of the three most outstanding candidates in this year's Martial Arts Examination. Even the worst-case scenario is guaranteed to be second place in the Martial Arts Examination, making one famous throughout the world.

If you lose, you'll need to fight again to compete for the honor of being the third-ranked scholar.

A win and a loss are worlds apart.

At this moment, Zhang Ming was also extremely excited.

He believed himself to be inferior to Wan Jianyi and Ming Xin.

When he participated in this martial arts examination, he didn't expect to be in the top two. He would have been satisfied if he had won the third place in the martial arts examination.

But now, he only needs to defeat Jiang Ning, without having to compete with Wan Jianyi and Ming Xin, to obtain the honor of being the second-ranked martial arts master.

This far exceeded his expectations.

(End of this chapter)