Chapter 48: What is Hegemony?

  Xiao Ruofeng died, Qin Tian entered the final round, his opponent Zhao Kong.

  Just one more step to win.

  However, Xiao Rufeng is now dead, and the anger in Qin Tian's heart has also dissipated. In the final round, he didn't want to fight desperately, and the title of First Genius of Qinghe City was something he couldn't be bothered to think about. Whoever wants it can have it; anyway, he wasn't interested in this at all. A tall tree attracts strong winds.

  The stage was cleared, Xiao Lie's eyes were like fire, his scorching hatred seemed to burn Qin Tian to ashes.

  However, Qin Zhan Tian was also secretly on guard, worried that Xiao Lie's anger would get the better of him and he would lose his rationality and launch a sneak attack on Qin Tian. Who could bear the pain of losing their child?

  Qin Tian was just one step away from winning the championship, and Qin Zhan Tian had to protect his safety. As long as Qin Tian won, his position in the family would be more stable, at least making it impossible for those restless elders to find an excuse to force him to abdicate.

  As long as he is given time, it won't take long for no one in the Qin family to be dissatisfied with him again.

  The youngest head of the Qin family, how could he possibly have no means?

  On the stage, Qin Tian's face was calm as he looked at Zhao Kong.

  Zhao Kong narrowed his eyes, thinking of the cunning fox revealing its true nature, a faint smile hung on his face as he gazed at Qin Tian, his fist already circulating a fiery red aura, thin and wispy, rising in the scorching sun.

  Red Chi Kung?

  "Did Zhao Old Ghost actually pass on the 'Chi Yan Jing' to him?" Qin Zhan Tian's heart was greatly shocked, and he immediately looked at Zhao Wu Di, his face changing color. In his heart, he sighed heavily: "It seems that Qin Tian has no hope now."

  The four major families of Qinghe City, why is the Zhao family the first?

  One of the main reasons is because of the 'Chi Yan Jing', a top-grade qigong method, the only one in Qinghe City that surpasses the superior grade. It was obtained by the ancestors of the Zhao family through a chance encounter in a mountain cave. The qigong released by those who cultivate it is red in color and has a strong flame-like aura, emitting intense heat, making it difficult for others to approach. Moreover, when combined with other qigong methods, the damage inflicted doubles.

  Zhao Wudi's red eyebrows and hair are due to his cultivation of the "Chi Yan Jing", and he has already reached the Mahayana realm. Although Zhao Kongyuan has not reached Zhao Wudi's realm, he can release a crimson aura, and his actual strength has reached the peak of the Lingdong realm.

  Zhao family's hidden genius for so many years finally surfaces.

  Some family elders whispered to each other and began to discuss, originally they all thought Qin Tian could win, now not a single one of them thinks Qin Tian will win.

  Zhao Wudi was like an old fox, narrowing his eyes, with a smile on his face, this time the family invitation tournament he must win.

  "Your luck is really bad, originally it was supposed to be against Xiao Rufeng, unfortunately he's dead, now there's only one way to deal with you." Zhao Kong said calmly, Qin Tian in his eyes was like a dead man.

  "Don't worry, I'll go easy on you."

  "However, your cultivation will still be crippled by me."

  "After all, your existence is a threat to the Zhao family."

  Zhao's crimson red fists crossed coldly, followed by countless fists bursting out suddenly, with overlapping shadows, continuously superimposing, and the scorching aura also rose with it, as if being at the mouth of a volcano.

  Intense breathing, almost perfect with each inhalation and exhalation. The body rises and falls, calm as a mountain. Only someone with immense self-confidence can achieve this. It seems that this Zhao Kong is indeed hiding his true abilities.

  Qin Tian confirmed this, and carefully got up, looking at him conjuring up countless fist shadows, immediately thinking of 'Fantasy Palm', but he couldn't see any reality, all the fist shadows were real.

  "Kill him..."

  Zhao Jianan shouted loudly from under the stage, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he burst into maniacal laughter. Who could survive the flames of his Fire Fist?

  Zhao Kong didn't want to waste any more words, and with a heavy swing of his fists, he dragged behind him countless fist silhouettes that constantly changed positions, covering Qin Tian's 128 dead angles.

  This punch, can't dodge no matter what.

  Helpless, Qin Tian had accelerated his retreat, wanting to avoid the sharp edge, but no matter where he hid, the fist shadow followed, and the scorching breath became more intense. Qin Tian's clothes were soaked through, and he was drenched in sweat.

  "Damn it, must you always go all out from the start?"

  Qin Tian's face darkened with anger, the Dragon Elephant Great Void Scripture began to circulate, and a cloud of dust immediately burst forth around his body, his internal energy resisting the scorching air formed by the repeated fist shadows.

  "It's useless, you're only a 4th-level Spiritual Movement, while I'm an 8th-level one. You're not even my match. In the last round, you've already exhausted too much of your internal energy, and now you can't possibly hold on for long. I advise you to give up your cultivation and spare yourself from physical suffering."

  Every step Zhao Kong took, the pressure Qin Tian felt grew heavier, a powerful spiritual oppression that brought intense heat, instantly getting on Qin Tian's nerves.

  If this punch is endured, it will either be fatal or crippling.

  Wasn't it still a situation where anyone could be taken advantage of at will?

  "Damn..."

  Qin Tian cursed in his heart, watching Zhao Kong step by step approaching, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and a dragon's roar instantly fell from the sky, "Rumble...".

  Ancient giant dragons surge forth, while primordial giant elephants tread in.

  Two powers intertwined, converged, and shook the heavens, directly dispersing all the fist silhouettes in the void. The intense aura suddenly dissipated, and bursts of explosive sounds echoed through the air.

  Zhao Kong's expression changed, but he didn't rush, quickly retreating instead. The red flames grew even stronger, and with a punch towards the sky, he let out a muffled angry roar, "Inferno Blast!"

  In an instant, Zhao Kong's entire body was like a flame, his internal energy exploding in a frantic surge of growth...

  As soon as the words fell, his body disappeared without a trace.

  Qin Tian was stunned, and suddenly felt a surge of hot air rushing down from the top of his head. In an instant, he controlled it, and the remaining power of the Dragon Elephant God's prestige forcefully welcomed it...

  "Rumble!"

  The sky is a deep crimson, like fresh blood.

  The bluestone platform under Qin Tian's feet was rapidly cracking, the sound of "Ka" exploding in everyone's ears, and the disciples with lower strength were directly stunned. Some family elders instantly activated their internal energy to resist the incoming air.

  The collision of two air masses, the burst of air waves, and the impact force are very strong.

  Stripes of ripples spread out, one ring after another, like a long, long series of ripples.

  On the stage, the dust dissipated, and under Qin Tian's feet was nothing but powder. His face was pale, with fresh blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, as he stared coldly at a spot, "Damn it, the Lingdong Eight-Stage Qi is so powerful that it's terrifying."

  In another place, Zhao Kong's clothes were tattered and worn out, with his chest exposed and a halo of spiritual energy surrounding his armor. His face, however, showed a triumphant expression, and compared to Qin Tian, his injuries were much lighter.

  "Magic armor?"

  "Zhao Wudi, what do you mean by this?"

  Qin Zhan Tian suddenly jumped up and scolded Zhao Wu Di, pointing at his nose.

  "Hmph." Zhao Wudi let out a cold snort and burst into maniacal laughter, "I simply awarded the prize to the champion ahead of time, that's all."

  "Zhao Lao Gui, you're also being too deceitful! The competition hasn't even ended and Zhao Kong has already received the reward. Where is the fairness of the tournament? Where are the rules?" Liu Family's head also stood up.

  The reward for this competition is a spiritual artifact, and only the patriarchs of the four major families know what it is. The one worn by Zhao Kong is the prize for the grand tournament, a mid-grade spiritual armor that can protect the heart meridian, dispel three layers of Qi Gong attacks, and can be said to be among the best of mid-grade spiritual artifacts.

  Having an absolute advantage in competing with people of equal strength.

  "Fair? Rules?" Zhao Wudi suddenly rose into the air, his fiery red hair bursting out in all directions, like an ancient giant demon, without any regard, loudly shouting, "I am fairness, I am the rules..."

  Lian Guang's seven-tiered cultivation was unmatched; in Qinghe City, there wasn't a single person who could be his opponent.

  In an instant, the atmosphere on the square became extremely oppressive, and the intense momentum strongly suppressed even Qin Zhantian, who was in the Refining Heaven Realm, could only resist with his breath and did not dare to say another word.

  What is overbearing? What is arrogant?

  Qin Tian's eyebrows suddenly surged, and his body and mind underwent a drastic transformation. After half a month of slaughter, the aura law gate that he had grasped from killing thousands of mid-level cultivators quietly opened. At this moment, Qin Tian seemed to have stepped into another world, an extremely quiet world, a world that only he could control.

  At this time, a system sound rang out, "Congratulations to player 'Qin Tian' for comprehending the Breath Principle..."

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  Everyone, Brother Niu promises that starting next week, there will be three updates every day. This week won't have any explosive updates.

  Also, seeking collection, can we reach 700 tonight? Still short of 44 brothers, where are you guys?