"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Let blood flow into rivers!"
The shouts surged like mountain cries and sea roars. Leaves shook loose from the branches and spun through the air, pebbles on the ground trembled and bounced, shifting from their places, while every bird in the forest took flight.
The water tower pierced the heavens, all thirteen levels of it blazing with light from the jellyfish. The scene was completely dominated by the Yaksha and the golden bell, displayed openly between heaven and earth!
The clang of metal rang through the mountains. Guan Congjian and Huo Hongyuan's figures crossed as they fought while swimming, locked in an inseparable battle.
The current tore apart, bubbles scattering everywhere.
Gang Wind swept through, shredding small fish into Blood Smoke.
"Yaksha! Yaksha! Yaksha!"
Yaksha Huo Hongyuan was the local contender, a Martial Examination graduate from Yun Province. No matter how formidable or brilliant Guan Congjian performed, he could not make the people of Huang Province and Yun Province turn against their own. On the ground, those cheering for Huo Hongyuan accounted for the vast majority—more than seventy percent.
"Little Buddha! Little Buddha! Little Buddha!"
Yet aside from Huang Province, there were also many visitors from other lands. Some scions of great Southern Zhili clans had even come by waterway to watch the excitement. Together, they forcefully carved out a space for Guan Congjian. Seeing him use Buddhist techniques, they gave him the title Little Buddha.
The painters worked their brushes furiously, dots of ink landing in rapid succession.
A marvelous scene quickly took shape: a vicious-faced Yaksha wielding a steel fork and smashing it toward a golden bell.
The annual Great Hunting Assembly was also a prime opportunity for third-rate painters like them to make money.
Huang Province, Yun Province, and the surrounding