Supreme Battle King

More importantly, Chiang Zhan was only an Eighth Layer of Pulse Opening Stage warrior. If the two of them had the same cultivation base, he wouldn't even be able to withstand a single strike.    

    

Thinking of this, Chiang Feng admired Chiang Zhan from the bottom of his heart. Although Chiang Zhan had an arrogant and ruthless personality, he was a man who dared to do anything. He was an unyielding man.    

    

"If a family wants to prosper and prosper, it needs everyone to work together. So, it doesn't matter who the family head is, as long as he can lead the family to glory."    

    

Chiang Zhan's loud and clear voice was heard. Not only was Chiang Feng shocked, even the elders of the Chiang family felt ashamed in their hearts.    

    

"I never thought that Chiang Zhan would be so calculative. He actually took the opportunity to bribe people. Unfortunately, you are destined to lose your position as the successor of the family head during this year's annual ceremony. No one can change that." In the crowd, Chiang Jian's face was gloomy and his eyes were cold. He stared at Chiang Zhan from afar and revealed a dense killing intent.    

    

"Jian'er, are you confident? Chiang Zhan's strength was too powerful, even Chiang Feng was no match for him. I'm worried that you won't be a match for him, so I might as well give up." The one who spoke was a middle-aged man, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Chiang Jian's. He was Chiang Jian's father, Chiang Liuyun.    

    

He and Chiang Dongtian were brothers of the same generation. Their talent in the Martial Dao was very strong. In the past, they had competed for the position of the Chiang family's Patriarch, but unfortunately, they had failed in the end. He had always been brooding over this matter, and had sworn countless times to reclaim his own position. However, he had no chance to do so. Later on, Chiang Jian revealed his powerful Sword Dao talent. It had given him hope.    

    

In fact, in order to let Chiang Jian replace Chiang Zhan and become the successor of the Chiang family, he had carefully planned this year's annual sacrifice ceremony and invited all the experts of the major families in the Dragon City. One of the four major families of Prosperous Force Empire, Song Jingang, Zhou Tianlong, Ling Xiaoyun and the others had come to observe the ceremony. He hoped to use this opportunity to cripple Chiang Zhan, but the development of the matter was completely unexpected. Chiang Zhan had won a series of battles in a row, and it was unstoppable. Even Chiang Feng was willing to admit defeat. This made Chiang Liuyun feel a huge sense of crisis, and made his son, Chiang Jian even more worried.    

    

"Don't worry father. My strength is enough to defeat Chiang Zhan, but Chiang Dongtian is a cunning man with great strength. I'm afraid he won't compromise easily." Chiang Jian shook his head and said.    

    

"You don't have to worry about that. I have already made arrangements for this." Chiang Liuyun stared at the patriarch of Ling family, Ling Xiaoyun, who was sitting next to Chiang Dongtian from afar, and his eyes shone with confidence.    

    

"The second round of the second round, Chiang Zhan versus Chiang Jian..."    

    

A loud and clear voice was heard from Chiang Dongtian's mouth. The silent square once again boiled up.    

    

Everyone's eyes were filled with excitement, and they were looking forward to the next match.    

    

Among them, the patriarch of Ling family, Ling Xiaoyun, seemed especially excited. He stood up, his eyes were shining with a bright light as he stared at the two figures on the stage.    

    

Chiang Zhan and Chiang Jian were three meters away from each other, and they were in a fierce confrontation. One of them was holding a long blade, while the other was holding a sharp sword, staring at each other without blinking.    

    

Swoosh!    

    

The first one to attack was Chiang Jian. He shook his Long Sword, and a bright beam of sword light that was incomparably sharp pierced through the void like a hot knife cutting through butter, aiming at Chiang Zhan's throat.    

    

Rumble!    

    

Chiang Zhan slashed out with his saber. The saber energy was like a wave, surging forward and shattering the sword beam that broke through the void.    

    

"The Fast Sword is invincible." Chiang Jian let out a long roar. A vigorous and surging spirit energy was poured into the blade of the sword, causing it to tremble in the air. The sword light was dazzling like thunder, and it was unstoppable.    

    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

    

In an instant, violent explosions were heard one after another. The sound was endless. The concentrated sword light and saber Qi were wreaking havoc in the void, covering everyone's line of sight.    

    

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...    

    

In the next instant, two figures flew out at the same time. They were still in an intense confrontation.    

    

Everyone could see that Chiang Zhan's body was covered in blood, as if he had suffered a serious injury. Chiang Jian, on the other hand, had a cold smile on his face, and his eyes were filled with confidence. Obviously, he had the upper hand in the fight just now.    

    

Immediately, the crowd went into an uproar. No one had ever dreamt that Chiang Zhan, who had the most outstanding performance in this year's annual ceremony, would actually be defeated by Chiang Jian.    

    

However, some of the experts could see that although Chiang Zhan was injured, his Qi didn't decrease. Instead, his combat intent soared to the sky. They knew that he wasn't defeated, but that his speed wasn't as fast as Chiang Jian's.    

    

"Your sword technique isn't bad, but it's a pity that you don't have enough strength."    

    

Chiang Zhan smiled coldly. He had indeed suffered some losses in the previous battle. Chiang Jian's sword technique was swift and fierce, as fast as lightning. In this aspect, it surpassed him. However, his body was strong and his defense was astonishing. He was struck by the sword light. It was all superficial wounds, and nothing serious had happened to him.    

    

He had deliberately fought with his opponent head on in order to stimulate the War King's heart to rejuvenate its vitality in the face of life and death. Although he hadn't succeeded in awakening the War King Bloodline, he could still feel a change in his heart. The beating was strong and powerful, like the beating of a war drum.    

    

Furthermore, he could see through the heart with his X-ray vision. It was a pale golden color. Every beat of his heart would give birth to a trace of golden blood. This made him have a feeling that the awakening of the War King Bloodline was just around the corner.    

    

"Is that so? Then I'll let you experience the power of the Flower Rain Sword Technique." Chiang Jian's eyes lit up. As he spoke, his tall and straight body suddenly burst forth with a surging Qi. It was like billowing smoke that soared into the sky.    

    

A peak Tenth Layer of Pulse Opening Stage warrior.    

    

Chiang Zhan's eyes were solemn. Chiang Jian's cultivation base was even higher than Chiang Feng's, and his strength was also incomparably powerful. He couldn't be underestimated.    

    

"A rain of flowers."    

    

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!    

    

The Long Sword in Chiang Jian's hand shook rapidly. Sword flowers the size of bowls appeared out of thin air. It was shining with a bright light, like a heavy rain falling from the sky. Each sword flower was emitting a heavy energy, causing the void to tremble under the pressure. The wind and clouds were raging, and the square was covered in cracks. It covered an area of 30 meters. Its power was unparalleled and shocking.    

    

A strong sense of danger surged out from the depths of Chiang Zhan's heart.