Dominant War God

1In fact, how could Qin Nanshan not know that with his innate talent, he couldn't possibly compare to Du Ping'ang.    2

    

One must know that Du Ping'ang was a genius who possessed the White Tiger's bloodline, what kind of person was he?    

    

He was just a normal person, with some talent in cultivation and no Inherent Bloodline, so it wasn't really wrong for him to lose to Du Ping'ang.    

    

"Well done!"    

    

When Du Ping'ang walked down the stage, Chen Shaofeng gave him a thumbs up. If it was like this, as long as he could defeat his opponent, the two of them would be able to smoothly enter the Heavenly Martial Tomb.    

    

Du Ping'ang smiled and said: "If Big Brother were to go up, you would only need one move to defeat him!"    

    

Others might not be clear about Chen Shaofeng's power, but Du Ping'ang was clear about it, so he was not complacent.    

    

He was very clear that even though he possessed the bloodline of the Divine Beast, the White Tiger, he was still far inferior to Chen Shaofeng. Whether it was his Inherent Skill or strength, there was a huge gap between them.    

    

On the surface, it was true that his realm was higher, but when it really came to fighting, he believed that he wouldn't even be able to withstand a single move from Chen Shaofeng.    

    

"How can it be so simple. The students who can enter the top ten of Inner Court all have their own trump cards. How difficult is it to achieve victory with a single move?" Chen Shaofeng could not help but shake his head.    

    

"Big Brother's opponent is a student with a perfect Ninth Level of Innate Spiritual Martial Stage. If you want to win, there's no pressure at all for Big Brother." Du Ping'ang said with a smile.    

    

"What shameless boasting! I want to see how a trash of the 8th level of the Upper Sky Realm can defeat me, hmph! "    

    

Just as Du Ping'ang and the others were chatting, a sneer came from the side.    

    

Hearing his words, it was not hard for Chen Shaofeng and the others to guess that the young man in front of them should be the Ximen Mu who was going to duel with Chen Shaofeng in the tenth round.    

    

"Even those with a high level of insight might not be as powerful." Chen Shaofeng said indifferently.    

    

"How funny! Do you really think that trash like you, who's at the 8th level of the Nascent Spiritual Force, would have the ability to fight those who are above your level? Anyone who can fight those above their level is a genius amongst geniuses, do you think so? " Ximen Mu laughed coldly in disdain.    

    

"Even if you can fight those above your cultivation level, you are still not my match. If you want to enter the top ten, you are not worthy. You are fated to only be a stepping stone for me."    

    

Ximen Mu had an arrogant attitude, he raised his head, and did not place Chen Shaofeng in his eyes at all.    

    

"Footstone? "It's hard to say whose stepping stone it is yet!" Du Ping'ang also spoke up at this moment.    

    

"Is that so? Then we'll see! "Humph!"    

    

Ximen Mu snorted once again, and left the side of Chen Shaofeng and the others.    

    

Chen Shaofeng looked at the anger that flashed across Ximen Mu's face with a dark face, and within that anger was an unfamiliar killing intent.    

    

Sensing the killing intent, Chen Shaofeng immediately frowned, he knew that this battle would not be so simple.    

    

If he didn't go all out, he really would fail. This wasn't what he wanted to see.    

    

"You arrogant fellow!" For someone like him to actually be in the top ten of Inner Court, is simply an insult to the top ten of Inner Court. "    

    

Du Ping'ang looked at Ximen Mu angrily, then said to Chen Shaofeng: "Big bro, when we start fighting, you must not show any mercy. You must definitely teach this guy a lesson, and let him know who's the true stepping stone."    

    

"Don't worry!" I won't lose. " Chen Shaofeng said with a faint smile, as if he did not care about Ximen Mu at all.    

    

After Ximen Mu, who was not far away, heard his words, the killing intent on his face flashed again.    

    

He had already known about Heavenly Martial Tomb in his previous session of Ranking Battle, and only then did he think of ways to get into the top ten.    

    

Because of this, he secretly fought with his good friend fiercely, thus entering the top ten. Naturally, he could not allow his position in the top ten to be snatched away, so no matter what, he had to win the match with Chen Shaofeng.    

    

To be safe, Ximen Mu took out a bottle from his storage bag. He poured out some medicinal powder and smeared it on the long sword in his hand.    

    

Inner Court Ranking Battle allowed the use of weapons, and the main reason why ordinary students did not use weapons was because the grade of the weapons was not good, moreover, they did not have any suitable martial skills, so their strength would not increase by much even if they used them.    

    

Just like Chen Shaofeng, among all his martial skills, only Crimson Flame Tyrant Killing Arts could use weapons, nothing else.    

    

Thus, he would rarely use his weapon.    

    

Ximen Mu was originally famous for his sword techniques, his sword techniques were extremely beautiful and powerful, so when he used his sword, no one said anything.    

    

Thus, no one would know that he had poisoned his own weapon.    

    

At this time, Chen Shaofeng was completely unaware of the enormous danger that was approaching him.    

    

There were still seven matches before Chen Shaofeng and Ximen Mu's match, so these matches were without any suspense. In the end, Chen Shaofeng obtained victory over the previous batch's top ten students.    

    

Some of them were instantly killed, while others weren't too different in terms of strength, so they had been fighting for a long time.    

    

The seven matches took a total of five hours. By the time all the matches were over, the sun had already risen to the west and would soon set.    

    

There was still the final battle, so naturally, it was impossible to save it for tomorrow. After all, it would be a waste of time if they were to continue like that.    

    

After the ninth match ended, the referee once again stepped onto the martial stage.    

    

He cleared his throat and said: "The final match will be between Chen Shaofeng and Ximen Mu. Two students, please come up."    

    

Once he finished, Chen Shaofeng and the rest slowly walked towards the fighting stage.    

    

After both of them had gone up to the stage, the referee finally jumped off the stage, leaving them with the stage.    

    

"Today, I will let you know that with your strength, you basically don't have the qualifications to enter the top ten of Inner Court. Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless. "    

    

After saying that, a glint flashed past Ximen Mu's eyes, and the killing intent that was hidden within was especially obvious.    

    

Chen Shaofeng didn't even bother to look at him and said: "If it's the same, I'll also gift it to you. If you're sensible, then jump off the stage! Otherwise, if I were to make a move and get injured, you can't blame me for it. "    

    

It was just the first exchange of words, but the smell of gunpowder between the two of them was already exceptionally thick, causing the students below the stage to become excited.    

    

They knew that the more it was like this, the more exciting the match would be. This was what they truly wanted to see.    

    

However, only when the referee heard the conversation between the two of them, as well as the aura emanating from their bodies, did he know that this match wouldn't be peaceful any longer.    

    

In order to prevent them from getting hurt, he mustered all his energy and stared at the two of them, afraid that if they started fighting, he would not be able to stop himself.