"I don't know what you're talking about."
Shan Ling glared at her, then turned his worried gaze back towards the training ground.
The protagonist today is not Commander Li, but Xia He, who was thrown into the training ground by him personally.
At this moment, Xia He's heart was also in turmoil.
He never expected that things would develop to this point.
Li Dushi wanted him to defeat Hou Cang in front of everyone! If he succeeded, the position of the chief disciple would belong to him, and no one would dare to question it.
But if you fail, you will be ruined.
"If I don't succeed, I'll die... Commander Li really thinks highly of me."
Even though the man in front of him was in such a miserable state under the hands of Commander Li, he was a martial saint after all.
A Martial Saint in a suppressed state is still a Martial Saint. His combat experience and the use of his own Qi, blood, and body are all top-notch.
On the other side, Hou Cang staggered to his feet from the ground, his face pale and dazed.
He had just achieved a breakthrough to become a Martial Saint not long ago, and should have been full of energy and invincible, but he was suppressed by two palms of Governor Li, and his Taoism heart was almost shattered!
What made him even more unacceptable was that Li Dushi actually used him as a whetstone! This was simply a great shame and humiliation!
Hou Cang looked up at Xia He, his eyes burning with anger.
He could tell at a glance that Xia He's strength had not even reached the level of Hua Jin, but he still dared to stand in front of him, acting as if he wanted to "ask for advice".
Hou Cang's murderous intent instantly rose in his heart, and he wished he could tear Commander Li into pieces immediately!
He looked up at Commander Li. The old figure seemed as heavy as a mountain in the backlight of the sun, pressing him so hard that he could hardly breathe.
Hou Cang roared: "Old man, you are going too far!"
However, Li Dushi ignored him, but looked at Xia He and asked calmly:
"Why are you still standing there? Do you want to give up your rights?"
Xia He took a deep breath, his eyes were as sharp as torches, and there was no intention of retreating in his heart.
Give up? How is that possible! Not to mention that so many people are watching, even if it’s just him, if he is afraid just because the other party is a martial arts saint, then why is he still practicing martial arts?
The path of martial arts is to go against the will of heaven. If your heart is defeated, you will never be able to get up again in your entire life!
Thinking of this, he clenched the spear in his hand, his expression gradually calmed down, and the tip of the spear pointed directly at Hou Cang, full of fighting spirit.
"Come on then!"
This scene caused a commotion when seen by the people around.
Some people couldn't help but admire him. Hou Cang was a martial saint and the governor of Yunzhou. Who among those present didn't know him?
Xia He, a junior who hasn't even reached the level of Hua Jin, actually dared to point the tip of his gun at Hou Cang. His courage is truly admirable!
However, there were also some people who kept sneering, obviously not optimistic about Xia He.
For example, Li Wu and Tie Zhan in the crowd, as masters of Hua Jin, know best how strong Hou Cang's oppressive feeling is.
Li Wu was knocked unconscious and then carried out, and the peak selection ended like this.
The frustrating thing was that he didn't even see clearly how the other party made the move.
"The damn Ba Dao Sect traitors, they must have launched a sneak attack!"
His face was pale and he stared at Xia He, seeming to be gloating.
"You don't know your own limitations, hahaha!"
"Get started, get started! It would be best if you could just destroy this ignorant brat!"
Liu Rushuang standing by also had a solemn look on her face.
"He actually dared to take action..."
Amid the complex gazes of the crowd, the noise on the field gradually subsided.
Hou Cang's anger had reached its peak, and he truly wanted to kill Xia He.
Seeing that Xia He dared to point the gun at him, his expression turned completely cold.
"Okay, okay... You dare to be so disrespectful to me just because I have the old man's support for you."
"Do you really think I don't dare to kill anyone?"
"If you want to die, I will grant your wish!"
Hou Cang attacked suddenly, his pair of iron fists were as sharp as ink, and the wind from his fists whistled, as if even the air was torn apart, making a sharp explosion.
Even though his realm was suppressed to the level of Hua Jin, the aura of a martial saint faintly revealed in his fists still made people tremble with fear.
The people watching the battle around retreated one after another, fearing that they would be dragged into this horrific battle.
Not to mention fighting with Hou Cang, just getting close to him makes people feel suffocated!
Xia He was not afraid at all. He shook his spear and the tip of the spear was like a dragon, piercing Hou Cang's face.
The two men fought each other in an instant, the shadows of guns and fists intertwined, and a deafening roar broke out.
Hou Cang's iron fist fell like a meteorite, and each punch carried the power to destroy mountains and break peaks. Wherever the fist passed, the ground cracked inch by inch and dust flew.
Xia He's spear skills were like a dragon emerging from the sea, agile and sharp. The tip of the spear cut through the sky, bringing up rays of cold light, and collided head-on with Hou Cang's fist.
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"
The fight was as fast as lightning, and hundreds of moves were exchanged in the blink of an eye.
Every collision produced a terrifying gust of air that cracked the surrounding ground and created countless huge pits beneath their feet.
The shadow of the gun and the wind of the fist intertwined into an afterimage, which was dazzling.
Hou Cang sneered, and the force of his fist suddenly changed. The wind from his fist was like the roar of an angry dragon, heading straight for Xia He's chest.
Xia He's pupils shrank, and he swept his spear across, trying to block the punch, but the terrifying force still made him retreat repeatedly, and deep grooves were created on the ground beneath his feet.
"Boy, you do have some skills. You have strong blood and a body of diamond, but... that's all. I have killed many people like you!"
Hou Cang's voice was cold, and he punched again. This time, his punch was even more violent, as if he wanted to crush Xia He completely.
Xia He clenched his teeth, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.
"Then come!"
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