Master, what path do you cultivate?

Knowing the identity of the other party, the people in the manor naturally did not dare to neglect him and treated him attentively.

Perhaps it was because the Mountain of Tombs had not seen such a formal competition for a long time, and many corpse cultivators who lived in the Mountain of Tombs also came to the signal.

The people who came also gathered outside the manor square.

The faces of these corpse cultivators were already pale, but now they looked even more eerie and terrifying in the mist.

Seeing this scene, Ji Qinglin felt like he was playing "Silent Hill" in his previous life.

The two people in the center of the clearing had already stood still. Corpse Yan Tong's thin body was proudly motionless. Jiang Chen, who was standing opposite, was also in no hurry to take action.

The spectators gathered outside the venue were already beating the drums in their hearts at this time, and some of them couldn't help but started discussing in low voices:

"What's going on? Is the little girl who challenged me also a corpse cultivator? Why is her face so rosy?"

"I'm not sure. I don't recognize him. Is he wearing makeup? But why didn't he see the body?"

One of the most important categories in corpse repair is corpse control, so in many cases of this kind of competition, challengers bring their own corpses.

So seeing Jiang Chen standing there with empty hands made him even more confused.

However, a few older corpse cultivators guessed:

"Is it possible that this little girl is a 'self-cultivation' student?"

Most corpse cultivators have heard that corpse cultivators are divided into two factions: "self-cultivation" and "other-cultivation". The latter uses other people's corpses and corpse energy to practice, while the former uses themselves as corpses to practice.

On the surface, in terms of difficulty and safety, the latter is naturally better, so corpse cultivators default to "other cultivators".

Naturally, few people have set foot on the journey of "self-cultivation", and gradually only legends and records remain.

As a challenger, Jiang Chen nodded slightly and then took the initiative to attack.

But Jiang Chen raised his hands slightly, and a large amount of blood shot out from the joints of his arms, like a bloody steel wire with life.

Bang bang bang!

Yan Tong jumped up when he saw this, and blood lines shot out on the ground like bullets.

When everyone onlookers took a look, they were even more convinced that this little girl was a "self-cultivation" practitioner.

The blood control technique is extremely difficult to practice and requires extra concentration. Even with program assistance, it is difficult to achieve, so there is no supporting technique.

But at the same time, the blood control technique uses her own blood, so Yan Tong cannot directly resolve her corpse energy when facing attacks.

However, Yan Tong's own background in corpse cultivation was equally profound. As he jumped up, he raised the Sword Jue in his right hand upwards.

Feeling the vibration under his feet, Jiang Chen quickly turned sideways and unfolded.

Whoosh!

A black blade of corpse energy slashed directly from the foot of where Jiang Chen had just stepped.

Although Jiang Chen escaped the slashing attack, all the lines of blood that had just been fired were cut off.

The first confrontation was regarded as a test. Yan Tong confirmed that he could not dissolve the living blood, but he also knew that such an attack alone was far from enough to challenge the position of the corpse hero.

Sure enough, Yan Tong gathered all the black energy around him and blocked the blood line shot in the second round.

Seeing that Jiang Chen seemed to have no intention of changing his tactics, Yan Tong was about to take the initiative when a sudden vibration came from under his feet.

The originally stable ground suddenly came to life, and a pair of giant stone hands suddenly rose from under his feet and punched Yan Tong twice.

Even though he was wrapped in corpse energy armor, Yan Tong was still knocked up, and the corpse energy on his body began to disperse everywhere.

The surrounding spectators were also stunned when they saw this, and someone nearby exclaimed:

"What is this? Is this also a corpse cultivation technique? Isn't it a bit beyond the scope?"

Among them, several people with higher cultivation levels suddenly realized:

"If the blood control technique counts as a corpse repair technique, then that move just now also counts."

"What do you mean? Could it be that the stone just now was controlled by blood to attack?!"

The so-called corpse control is nothing more than using corpse energy to control dead corpses. If the bottom line is lower, some equipment can be installed on the corpse.

Jiang Chen, who had learned the art of blood control, integrated it into everything. Corpse Qi controls corpses, and blood can naturally control non-corpse things that are heavier, or even have no meridians at all.

If the main medium is something on one's own body, it is not a foul.

Two pure physical attacks suddenly appeared, and Yan Tong was a little surprised. Fortunately, his arms and legs were still strong.

When faced with the third punch, he released his strength in time, hung upside down in the air, accumulated strength, and struck down suddenly with a palm.

Although it is possible to control objects with blood, it also consumes a lot of energy. Yan Tong struck down the stone fist and smashed it into pieces. At the same time, he jumped up to a high place.

At this time, the reverse corpse cultivation technique he had practiced had no effect on Jiang Chen, so he could only use traditional corpse cultivation techniques to fight against him.

Yan Tong, whose body was wrapped in powerful corpse energy, was hit with black energy.

Jiang Chen had no intention of backing down. Instead, he weaved his blood into a net and gathered it into a shield to block his head.

His entire body was almost covered in blood, protected under a shield like an insect's cocoon.

boom!

Without showing any skills, it was completely accumulated over a hundred years of corpse energy. Yan Tong fell through the air like a black meteor and hit the red shield.

Because it was not far from the venue, the powerful shock wave instantly blew away the surrounding fog.

At the same time, a strong wind also blew on everyone's faces.

However, compared to these seasons, everyone is more concerned about the situation on the field. It may be difficult for the blood shield to withstand such a powerful impact.

Sure enough, everyone looked towards the field and saw a big hole in the field. There was only a large pool of blood on the ground, and Yan Tong was standing on it, breathing heavily.

Jiang Chen has disappeared.

Just when Yan Tong was searching curiously, the blood around him suddenly came to life, adhering to the stones on the ground and quickly closing like a box.

Before Yan Tong could jump out, he was trapped inside by rocks and blood.

Bang!

The rubble on the side exploded, and Jiang Chen, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, flew forward with a sword.

This move was also inspired by the master's Sword Intent Meteor. The blood sword shot through the air and shot a deep pit in the stone prison that housed Yan Tong.

Jiang Chen fell to the ground floatingly, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

It could be seen that Jiang Chen had suffered some internal injuries from just holding on to the corpse energy that fell from the sky.

The surrounding spectators were also shocked when they saw this scene.

"Isn't it? Did you really win? Mr. Yan Tong is gone?"

"I'm not sure, but a sword that pierces the heart like this would be very dangerous!"

Someone secretly glanced at Ji Qinglin and others who came with them, but saw that they were still staring at the field with expressionless faces.

To be fair, Yu Ye, Ji Qinglin and Lu Bing did not speak. They just watched the battle with their brows slightly furrowed.

Some experienced people in the audience whispered:

"You are too underestimating the Corpse Hero. If you lose like this, then the Corpse Hero's name may have been replaced long ago."

Jiang Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a breath, and asked towards the sword pit in the center of the clearing:

"Senior, are you almost rested?"

Whoosh!

As soon as he finished speaking, black gas began to emerge from the sword pit in the center of the clearing, and the surrounding stones began to dissolve rapidly as if they had encountered strong acid.

Finally, with a loud noise, the center of the open space suddenly exploded, and Yan Tong flew out of it, but his body shape had changed dramatically.

The originally thin body was now covered with a layer of shiny black muscles, and the whole body was still emitting black air.

His face was no longer as peaceful as before, but his face was livid, his teeth were exposed, and even his feet had never touched the ground.

The whole person looked ferocious and terrifying, like an evil ghost who had just emerged from a corpse.

Ji Qinglin had seen this look before, and it was very similar to the final state of Simon the Corpse Hero, but the one in front of him was obviously much more complete than that.

Yu Ye couldn't hold it back and asked in a low voice:

"Why is Senior Yan Tong still in this state?"

Lu Bing took a sip of Coke and explained:

"When the corpse cultivator's corpse energy gathers to a certain extent, it will turn itself into a zombie. What you see in front of you should be the final flying zombie. It is invulnerable to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords and guns."

"Oh, no wonder Senior Yan Tong was still unscathed in the situation just now."

"Xiaojiang may be in a hard fight."

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