"Master Stone."
Meng Qiuran's tone softened a bit. "I deeply regret the death of Li Kunlun. In the martial arts arena, fists and feet have no eyes, and the noble disciple never opened his mouth to admit defeat, so Jiang Fa did not violate any rules of the arena."
Shi Chongshan's face was ashen, and his fists clenched loudly.
"Mr. Meng, those last two punches of Jiang Fa were clearly intended to kill people!"
He almost gritted his teeth and said this, "Kunlun was obviously unable to resist, but he still chased after him and threw two more punches. Isn't this intentional murder?"
Meng Qiuran frowned slightly and looked at Jiang Fa.
Jiang Fa met his gaze, neither humble nor overbearing, and said with cupped hands, "Mr. Meng, this junior was just acting in self-defense. The situation was critical at the time, and he really didn't pay attention to his sense of propriety."
Meng Qiuran's eyes stayed on Jiang Fa's face for a moment, then turned to Shi Chongshan.
"Master Shi, I understand your feelings, but the rules of the arena cannot be broken."
His voice carried an unquestionable coercion. "If you insist on taking action here, you are an enemy of this officer and an enemy of Qingyang Prefecture's rules. You should think clearly."
Shi Chongshan's chest rose and fell violently, and his fists were clenched until his joints turned white.
He stared at Jiang Fa, as if he wanted to eat him alive.
But Meng Qiuran stood there, Zhao Zhong blocked in front of Jiang Fa, and thousands of pairs of eyes were staring at him in the stands. If he took action again, he would be openly confronting the county government, and behind the county government, stood the entire Wei State.
Shi Chongshan took a deep breath.
He slowly unclenched his fist.
"Okay."
His voice was hoarse. "Mr. Meng is right, the rules of the arena cannot be broken. I, Shi Chongshan, accept what happened today."
He bent down and picked up Li Kunlun's body, and looked at Jiang Fa with resentment, as if he wanted to dig his face into his bones.
Then he suddenly turned around and strode out of the venue with the Boulder Martial Hall crowd as if they were mourning for their heirs.
Li Kunlun is dead, and there is no point in staying any longer.
It wasn't until his figure was completely gone that a long-suppressed whisper broke out in the crowd.
"Holy shit, Jiang Fa... really beat Li Kunlun to death?"
"Late Dark Force, beat An Jin to death? I'm afraid I'm not dreaming?"
On the east side of the stands, Flying Swallow Martial Hall everyone looked at each other.
Shui Qingqian sat on the chair. She turned her head to look at Gu Qingyan beside her and sighed, "Qingyan, it seems that it is not unfair for you to lose to this child."
"Disciple... I don't understand something. I hope Master can clarify it."
Gu Qingyan bit her lower lip. "What's so weird about that person's boxing technique, and why is it so powerful..."
Shui Qingqian was silent for a long time before slowly spitting out four words: "Fist Transformation Realm."
"Transformation Realm?" Gu Qingyan suddenly turned to look at her master.
"Although Mountain-Breaking Fist is just Mid Yellow Grade, Qingshan County can be trained to Perfection. In the past thirty years, I have only seen one Zhao Zhong. As for the Transformation Realm..."
Shui Qingqian's voice contained a hint of sighing that she hadn't even noticed.
She shook her head and said no more.
But Gu Qingyan already understood.
Transformation Realm.
That is the realm that all warriors dream of, and it is the performance of martial arts practiced to the extreme.
According to legend, any martial arts, no matter what level, as long as you step into the Transformation Realm, you can turn decay into magic, and use the most basic moves to achieve power that far exceeds the level.
Has he really cultivated Mountain-Breaking Fist to the Transformation Realm?
Gu Qingyan looked at the black voice, her eyes unable to calm down for a long time.
And Zhao Zhong felt very complicated at this time.
Of course there is joy.
Jiang Fa is his disciple, and he has trained Mountain-Breaking Fist to the Transformation Realm, which is something he has never been able to do in his life.
But at the same time, an indescribable sadness spread in his heart.
The waves in his heart were no stronger than Gu Qingyan's at this moment.
At the edge of the ring, Tang Jin'er almost pounced on him.
She hugged Jiang Fa's arm, her eyes were red, the tip of her nose was red, and her little face was full of fear and joy.
"Senior Brother Jiang, how are you? Are you seriously injured?"
Jiang Fa shook his head.
"I'm fine."
Tang Jin'er bit her lip, raised her face and looked at him, the tears rolling in her eyes finally rolled down.
"You scared me to death..."
There was a cry in her voice.
Jiang Fa glanced down at her.
The usually bright and lively little face was now wrinkled, stained with tears, and her nose was still sniffling, looking pitiful.
A soft place in his heart seemed to be touched lightly,
"Why are you crying? I'm doing well."
He raised his hand, subconsciously trying to wipe away the tears on her face.
He reached his hand halfway but stopped again, froze in mid-air for a moment, and finally just patted her head lightly.
Tang Jin'er was stunned by his action, and then the tips of her ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
On the ring, Meng Qiuran glanced at the silent spectators, cleared his throat, and said solemnly, "In the second round of the semi-finals, Zhao Clan Martial Hall Jiang Fa wins. According to the rules of the martial arts association, Jiang Fa enters the final battle, and his opponent is Rogue Cultivator Lu Jiu."
He paused and turned his eyes to Jiang Fa: "Jiang Fa, you just spent a lot of money in the battle, but you need to rest for half an hour before the decisive battle?"
"No need."
Jiang Fa raised his head and said without any hesitation, "Junior, you don't need to rest, you can start at any time."
There was a commotion in the stands.
"Is he crazy? He was almost beaten to death by Li Kunlun just now, and now he's beating Lu Jiu without even taking a break?"
"Young people don't know how high the sky is. Lu Jiu is just half a step Transforming Force, and Wang Yanzhi can't even catch his swords..."
"Don't forget, his boxing skills seemed to have reached Transformation Realm just now!"
"So what about the Transformation Realm? It's just a Mid Yellow Grade boxing technique. Lu Jiu's sword skills are not weak either. Late Dark Force and half-step Transforming Force, the distance between them is there."
Discussions are coming and going, and few people are optimistic about Jiang Fa.
Zhao Zhong frowned, walked to Jiang Fa, and said worriedly, "Jiang Fa, don't be brave, you can rest for half an hour and mix your energy and blood before applying."
"Master, don't worry, I have a sense of propriety."
Jiang Fa looks calm.
The previous scene seemed dangerous, but in fact it had little impact on him.
Zhao Zhong was silent for a moment, then nodded and said no more.