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Chapter 147 The Roar of the Tiger and the Cry of the Dragon

Outside Panshi Lane, a curtain of water rose, shimmering with blue light, illuminating the two men facing off at the gate in perfect detail, while a clamor of voices surged through the crowd like a tide.

Some people already knew through their own channels that the gatekeepers today were members of the mutual aid association, and they had expected this scene to unfold.

Many others were completely caught off guard by this sudden confrontation.

"Cheng Fengjun—it's actually Cheng Fengjun!" A burly disciple in the Marrow Refining Realm stared wide-eyed.

"The leader of the Mutual Aid Association in the Marrow Refining Realm, back then he was in the mid-Marrow Refining Realm and used his superior strength to kill a rogue cultivator in the Marrow Refining Realm. That battle caused quite a stir outside Tianzhou City."

"He is more than just a leading figure in the Marrow Refining Realm."

A thin disciple next to him lowered his voice and said, "You probably don't know yet, but Senior Brother Cheng successfully broke through to the next realm a few days ago and is now a true master of the Refining Realm."

Upon hearing this, another collective gasp rippled through the crowd.

Refining the Dirty Realm means that Cheng Fengjun has directly surpassed Chen Yue in terms of cultivation level.

"There's no need to elaborate on Chen Yue's grudges with the Mutual Aid Association, is there? He killed Jiang Linkuo and the others on the Life and Death Stage, and then openly rejected Lin Junshi's offer of recruitment in the Hidden Merit Pavilion. This feud is only getting deeper and deeper."

"I heard before that the Mutual Aid Association initially extended an invitation to Chen Yue for a life-or-death duel within the Hidden Merit Pavilion, and it was Cheng who came from there."

Feng Jun. But Chen Yue didn't respond at the time; he never expected that the two would bump into each other in this way today.

"What's this? A small world?" A young disciple clicked his tongue, his face showing excitement at the prospect of something good happening.

"A small world of enemies? Hmph, I think someone did this on purpose." An older disciple sneered.

"The duty roster in Rock Alley isn't randomly drawn. Today, all three disciples on duty are from the Mutual Aid Association, and Cheng Fengjun just happens to be the gatekeeper—what a coincidence!"

Upon hearing this, the people around exchanged glances, a hint of apprehension flashing in their eyes.

"However, the final challenge in Rock Alley is not a life-or-death arena after all."

If a challenger feels they are outmatched, they can jump out of the guard's area at any time, or even simply shout "I'm done!" to end the competition.

"That's true. Moreover, the strength and cultivation level of the opponent in this final stage are unpredictable and depend entirely on luck."

This is almost identical to competing for opportunities in the outside world. The sect sets up this trial precisely to let disciples experience this uncertainty.

"That makes sense! If Chen Yue really feels he can't win, he should just admit defeat. No matter how arrogant Cheng Fengjun is, she can't kill someone who has already admitted defeat in front of everyone." Someone chimed in.

"Admit defeat? Do you think Chen Yue is the kind of person who would admit defeat easily?" Someone immediately retorted.

"He dared to challenge Jiang Linkuo, who was in the Marrow Refining Realm, when he was still in the Bone Forging Realm, and he even fought two against one and killed them both. Now that he has broken through to the Marrow Refining Realm himself, do you think he will willingly admit defeat?"

"But Cheng Fengjun is at the Refining Realm, how can that be the same?"

"What's the difference? Isn't it the same as the Bone Forging Realm defeating the Marrow Refining Realm and the Marrow Refining Realm defeating the Dirty Refining Realm, both of which are lower-level attacks on higher-level ones? Since Chen Yue was able to do it the first time, he might be able to do it the second time."

"It's not that easy. The gap between major cultivation levels can't be bridged by mere bravado. Cheng Fengjun isn't Jiang Linkuo; he's a prodigy capable of defeating those below him, and now he even has a cultivation level advantage. What makes Chen Yue think he can win?"

The debate is in full swing. Some people are optimistic about Chen Yue's resilience and potential, while others believe that the gap in strength is too large and that Chen Yue is likely to face a bad outcome.

Regardless, everyone's eyes were fixed on the water curtain, awaiting the impending clash.

Just then, a slight commotion suddenly arose on the outskirts of the crowd.

Some disciples who were originally crowding at the front and whispering among themselves stopped talking abruptly and subconsciously stepped aside to make way for a narrow passage.

Two figures walked slowly side by side.

Walking in front was Lin Junshi. He had a smile on his face and walked with a composed gait.

Half a step behind was Zhao Zongzhen. He had a calm expression and his gaze swept calmly across the water curtain, revealing no emotion.

The appearance of the two people instantly quieted down the previously noisy crowd.

Some disciples instinctively avoided eye contact, fearing that meeting their gaze would cause unnecessary trouble.

Lin Junshi seemed quite pleased with the respectful and wary looks he received from those around him, and his smile deepened.

He walked to a spot with a clear view, looked up at the tall, gray-clad figure of Cheng Fengjun in the water curtain, and then glanced at Chen Yue opposite him, a barely perceptible glint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

"Junior Brother Zhao, how long do you think this sparring match will last?" Lin Junshi's voice was soft, tinged with a hint of lighthearted teasing.

Zhao Zongzhen thought for a moment, then said calmly, "Junior Brother Cheng has always been decisive and efficient. If he gets serious, it won't be long."

"Yeah?"

Lin Junshi smiled. "Then I hope Chen Yue can hold on a little longer. Otherwise, wouldn't it be too boring?"

With the appearance of Lin Junshi and Zhao Zongzhen, and the news that Chen Yue and Cheng Fengjun were about to have a showdown, more and more disciples began to rush towards Panshi Lane.

"Quick, quick, I heard Chen Yue is going to fight Cheng Fengjun in Panshi Alley."

"Cheng Fengjun? Isn't he in the Marrow Refining Realm? Chen Yue is also in the Marrow Refining Realm? What's so interesting about that?"

"Your information is outdated. Cheng Fengjun has already broken through to the Refining Realm. Moreover, he is a gatekeeper. Chen Yue's record-breaking attempt just happened to run into him."

"The Dirty Refinement Realm? Then Chen Yue is doomed!"

"That's why we need to go and see how Chen Yue responds, whether he fights it out or admits defeat. There has to be a result."

On the gate tower, Chen Yue's gaze never left Cheng Fengjun from the moment he stepped in.

But when the pale blue water curtain rose up around him, projecting the sounds and sights from the outside world in a wondrous way, he couldn't help but glance at the image reflected in the water curtain.

He saw the crowd outside Panshi Lane, and those faces that were either excited or gloating.

Then, he saw two figures standing with their hands behind their backs at the front of the crowd.

Chen Yue's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze met Lin Junshi's for a moment through the water curtain.

Lin Junshi had a smile on his face, and even nodded slightly in the direction of the water curtain.

Chen Yue withdrew his gaze and refocused on Cheng Fengjun in front of him.

Cheng Fengjun also saw Lin Junshi's arrival through the water curtain, and that meaningful nod.

"Thump!"

A thunderous roar, as if it came from the depths of the earth, echoed around.

A visible ripple spread outwards from the center of the gate tower, brushing against the stone walls, raising fine dust, and also brushing against the hem of Chen Yue and Cheng Fengjun's clothes.

Just as the ripples swept past her side, Cheng Fengjun stomped her right foot backward, and the stone slab beneath her feet made a muffled thud as it could not bear the weight, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on it.

Using the force of the recoil, Cheng Fengjun shot forward like an arrow, carrying a suffocatingly sharp killing intent, instantly covering several meters and heading straight for Chen Yue's face.

His right hand, which was already slightly bent, clenched into a fist, emitting a sharp, piercing sound.

The target of this punch was none other than Chen Yue's head.

Without the slightest probing or holding back, they came at the first opportunity with deadly moves.

Cheng Fengjun's fighting style has always been like this.

Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit!

He would not underestimate Chen Yue just because he had just entered the Marrow Refining Realm. On the contrary, he wanted to completely destroy the opponent's fighting spirit and ability to resist in the shortest time with the strongest offensive.

Let everyone see the consequences of provoking the mutual aid association.

The menacing aura was like a tangible tide, carrying a chilling killing intent and the oppressive power of the Refining Realm, rushing towards us.

A strong wind blew in, causing Chen Yue's hair and clothes to flutter wildly.

Faced with this powerful blow that could split rocks and shatter monuments, Chen Yue's eyes remained as calm as an ancient pool.

The instant the sharp sound of air being torn apart reached his eardrums, the Vast Heart Rock Technique within his body had naturally reached its peak.

hum!

The whole world suddenly trembled. Cheng Fengjun's lightning-fast punch suddenly slowed down many times in his eyes.

The subtle airflow disturbance created when the fist tore through the air, the slight tremor of Cheng Fengjun's wrist muscles due to the force exerted, even the fleeting coldness in the opponent's eyes—

Countless details are clearly presented.

Without dodging or retreating, Chen Yue pulled his right foot to the side, lowered his waist and mounted the horse, his spine taut and twisting like a dragon, a powerful force rising from the ground beneath his feet.

It runs through the waist, hips, spine, and shoulders, segment by segment, and finally converges in the right arm.

call!

Chen Yue also threw a punch.

This punch was square and powerful.

There are no fancy techniques, no tricky angles, only the purest power.

The force of the punches was so strong that the air was compressed and pushed out, producing a muffled, thunderous roar.

A layer of restrained golden luster flashed across the skin's surface—that was the aura of the Tiger Roar Golden Bell Shield.

Fist to fist, head to head!

Outside Panshi Lane, in front of the water curtain, the hearts of all the disciples watching the battle were in their throats at this moment.

"Is he insane?" someone couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Cheng Fengjun is at the Refining Realm, while Chen Yue is only at the initial Refining Marrow Realm. He actually chose to confront Cheng Fengjun head-on without dodging or avoiding her.

Is this arrogance or genuine confidence?

On the gate tower, a barely perceptible look of surprise flashed in Cheng Fengjun's eyes.

He hadn't expected Chen Yue to be so arrogant as to challenge him head-on.

He did not underestimate Chen Yue, but he still habitually held back three-tenths of his strength in this punch, reserving it for a change of move in case the opponent had any cunning tricks.

But at this moment, he saw that Chen Yue was not dodging or avoiding, but meeting his fists head-on, as if he wanted to fight him head-on.

"court death!"

Without further hesitation, Cheng Fengjun channeled the remaining three-tenths of her strength into her right arm without reservation.

At the same time, an even more violent aura erupted from the depths of his body.

"roar!"

A sound like a dragon's roar from the ancient wilderness faintly emanated from Cheng Fengjun's body.

This was not a real dragon's roar, but rather a strange phenomenon produced by the high-speed resonance of his blood and energy when he activated the Azure Dragon Scale Transformation Technique, a top-level body-forging technique.

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