"Ming Long!"

"Brother Ming Long!"

A chorus of alarmed shouts rose, and a look of concern flashed in Mo Tianze's eyes as he moved to catch someone.

"Dad!"

Whoosh!

A cry of alarm sounded, and a young figure appeared before Lin Jiuxiao and the others, catching Jiang Minglong who was hurtling towards them even before Mo Tianze could.

"Mr. Jiang?!"

"Mr. Jiang has come!"

"That's great! The youth competition is secure!"

Upon seeing the suddenly appearing Jiang Chen, all the Chixiao Sect disciples shouted out in surprise.

Upon hearing this, a group of men in black from the west all turned to look at Jiang Chen. An elderly man sitting in the center narrowed his eyes slightly, scrutinizing Jiang Chen carefully, his face showing a look of astonishment as he muttered under his breath, "Ancient Martial Artist?"

"Ancient Martial Artist?" A stunning woman sitting beside the elderly man echoed, looking at Jiang Chen with interest, and after sensing for a while, she gently nodded her head.

Jiang Chen's sudden appearance certainly meant he wasn't ordinary, but sensing him revealed he was just a normal human, which was a distinct signature of an Ancient Martial Artist!

"Dad, how are you?"

Jiang Chen caught Jiang Minglong, called out to him, and bent down to check his injuries.

At that moment, Jiang Minglong's face was as pale as paper, his breaths were feeble to the extreme, and blood continuously flowed from his mouth, his clothes completely soaked red with blood.

"Bastard!" After checking Jiang Minglong's injuries, Jiang Chen cursed angrily, looking coldly at the middle-aged man in black on the stage and pulled out a vial.

When the vial opened, a thick and unique fragrance spread throughout the entire square.

"What is this?"

"It smells so good!"

"This is definitely Spiritual Medicine, and it's definitely high-grade Spiritual Medicine!"

A wave of murmuring ran through the crowd.

"Bone Soul Revival Liquid!"

A cry of shock erupted, and the elderly man in black in the center stood up in astonishment, looking incredulously at the porcelain bottle in Jiang Chen's hand, his eyes filled with intense greed.

'Bone Soul Revival Liquid', as the name suggests, was rumored to be able to bring the dead back to life and mend broken bones. It was among the top healing elixirs in the Martial Dao World. Although its effects weren't as exaggerated as the rumors suggested, just one drop was enough to heal even severe internal injuries. It was a supreme Spiritual Medicine every martial artist dreamt of!

"Is that really Bone Soul Revival Liquid? This is the supreme Spiritual Medicine that even the Great Elder of Elixir Valley can't produce?!" The stunning woman beside the elderly man exclaimed.

The elderly man nodded vigorously, his gaze fixed on the porcelain bottle in Jiang Chen's hand and unable to shift away, "This scent is unmistakable! My master was fortunate enough to get two drops from the old ancestor of Elixir Valley, and I witnessed him taking them!"

"Young man, hand over the vial in your hand, and I will treat your father's injuries!" The middle-aged man in black on the stage looked greedily at the porcelain bottle in Jiang Chen's hand.

Jiang Chen paid no attention to the middle-aged man and poured two drops of 'Bone Soul Revival Liquid' into Jiang Minglong's mouth, then put the vial away.

"Did you not hear what I said, boy?" The middle-aged man's face turned livid as he spoke.

The elderly man in black and others from the west took a step towards Jiang Chen, each showing a greedy look in their eyes.

Humming!

A strong pressure emerged, and Lin Jiuxiao and a few others moved, positioning Jiang Chen behind them, intensely staring at the elder in black robes.

"You Wujiang, if your Youming Sect wishes to start a war, my Chixiao Sect will accompany you to the end!" Lin Jiuxiao coldly looked at the elder, his voice frosty as he spoke.

The elder was indeed the Hall Master of Youming Hall, You Wujiang. Hearing these words, his expression slightly changed, and after hesitating for a moment, he waved his hand reluctantly.

The members of Youming Hall all returned to their places with reluctant expressions in their eyes.

This was the Chixiao Sect's territory. If a fight broke out, they would likely all die here. Although the Chixiao Sect was in decline, it still had an ancestor alive—a peerless powerhouse not to be trifled with by the likes of them!

Jiang Chen paid no attention to the commotion in the square. After administering Spiritual Liquid to Jiang Minglong, he took out the Silver Needle and began treating Jiang Minglong's injuries.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Several swooshing sounds signalled the arrival of Yan Hu and others to the square, leaping next to Jiang Chen. Both Lou Qiangqiang and Tang Wanru displayed the aura of Semi Innate Grand Masters.

This was something Jiang Chen had instructed them on the way here, a rare real combat training for them.

Feeling the aura from both Lou Qiangqiang and Wan Ru, the faces of Youming Hall's members subtly shifted.

"Master!" Seeing the awful state of Jiang Minglong, Yan Hu cried out in shock.

Mo Tiancheng, on the other hand, was looking at Mo Tianze, his body trembling, his eyes quickly moistening, and he spoke with a trembling voice, "Tian, Tianze!"

Upon hearing Mo Tiancheng's call, Mo Tianze's body shook, and he turned to look at Mo Tiancheng.

When he saw that familiar aged face, Mo Tianze's heart shook violently, a complex look appearing in his eyes as he deeply gazed at Mo Tiancheng and softly said, "Let's talk after the duel is over."

"Good! Good! I'm glad you're willing to talk to me!" Mo Tiancheng nodded repeatedly, his face filled with surprise and delight.

"Hu Zi, get on the arena, kill him!" Sensing the arrival of Yan Hu and the others, Jiang Chen's voice rang out coldly.

Whoosh!

Without a word, Yan Hu charged onto the arena, his body emanating a chilly murderous intent.

Lin Jiuxiao's eyes sparkled, and he immediately shouted, "The third contender for Chixiao Sect in the middle-aged division, Hu..."

Lin Jiuxiao didn't know Yan Hu's name, and suddenly found himself stuck there.

"Yan Hu!" Sun Liang hastily picked up Lin Jiuxiao's line.

"Kid, you're not from Chixiao Sect, are you?" The middle-aged man on the arena eyed Yan Hu warily, sensing an extremely dangerous aura from him.

Yan Hu coldly looked at the middle-aged man and said sternly, "Chixiao Sect's iron-blooded ally, Jiang Family's guardian, Yan Hu!"

"Jiang Family? The Jiang Family of Jincheng?!" The middle-aged man paused slightly, his eyes widening in surprise as he glanced at Jiang Chen.

"Enough of your damn nonsense! For daring to hurt the master, you deserve to die!" Yan Hu coldly shouted, rapidly charging toward the middle-aged man, his body radiating the powerful aura of Innate Peak.

Yan Hu always remembered one piece of advice Jiang Chen had given him: when facing an enemy, never reveal all your cards at once, always leave some leeway, a trump card for yourself!

Noticing Yan Hu's aura, the members of Youming Hall tensed up, focusing intently on the arena.

Lin Jiuxiao and others watched Yan Hu nervously. He was their Sect's third contender in the middle-aged division. Lin Jiuxiao trusted Jiang Chen, which is why he immediately announced Yan Hu as the contender when he stepped onto the arena.

However, only one person from Youming Hall had come out, which meant Yan Hu had to fight three consecutive battles to win. If he lost to any of their opponents, Chixiao Sect's first phase would end in failure, and there'd be no need for the younger division to even compete. Thus, Chixiao Sect's reputation would be almost entirely lost.

After all, the later two phases were about cooperation and peak strength, but the first phase was all about demonstrating the excellence of a Sect's disciples!

With this in mind, Lin Jiuxiao and the others grew even more anxious.

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