Loyal Heart Roaming the Skies

On the tenth day of October, under the watchful eyes of both light and shadow, this year's Three Cities Dao Conference officially began.

The one-year, three-year, and five-year disciples were separated for the competition. For example, the two one-year disciples from Maple Forest City would each fight against one-year disciples from San Shan City and Wang Jiang City.

After the first round, the remaining three winners would adopt a round-robin format. A would fight B, B would fight C, and C would fight A. The winner would get three points, a draw would get one point, and a loss would get zero points. The one with the highest score would be the champion of the Three Cities Dao Conference.

This way, not only individual strength but also the overall strength of the sect would be taken into account. After all, if there were two people from the same sect in the final round-robin, they could easily conserve their strength and target the other person.

The competition for the one-year disciples began first, with six cultivators from three cities fighting in three battles simultaneously.

The competition was held in the square in front of the city lord's mansion, which was often used as a venue for the city guard to swear before departing. Therefore, the common people called it the martial arts field.

The one-year disciples from the city sect were mostly in the early stage of foundation building, and their battles were mainly based on Dao techniques, but they also used martial arts. It was the most understandable competition for the common people, so it was even more popular among them.

Early in the morning, the place was already crowded, and the common people from Maple Forest City brought their families to gather around the martial arts field like they were going to a market. The city guard had to be mobilized to maintain order.

Jiang An'an's school also didn't have classes on this day, so she naturally came to watch the competition with Linghe.

Because there were too many people, Jiang An'an sat on Linghe's shoulder. At this moment, she was clapping her hands and cheering for her brother loudly.

Zhao Rucheng and Huang Azhan were naturally the first to watch Jiang Wang's competition. However, as a rich man, Zhao Rucheng would not do anything that would damage his dignity, such as personally shouting loudly. Instead, not far away, he hired more than ten Angzang warriors who were shouting loudly.

"Jiang Wang, must win! Jiang Wang, must win!"

There were also two large flags fluttering in the wind—

Left: "Fist fights San Shan, no one is his match."

Right: "Footsteps Wang Jiang, who can be his hero?"

Although Jiang Wang would definitely not appreciate it.

For a while, Jiang Wang's voice overwhelmed the entire venue, and the Dao Conference seemed to have become a personal performance for Jiang Wang. From time to time, someone would whisper and ask who Jiang Wang was. After learning that he was a participant from Maple Forest City, the simple and honest common people of Maple Forest City also cheered.

Jiang Wang stood on the competition field, feeling... awkward.

All three matches were held together, and all six cultivators were present. From the intentional or unintentional glances that came his way, Jiang Wang realized that he had become a public enemy. If it weren't for the rules, he would probably be fighting against five people right now. This included his senior brother from the same sect in Maple Forest City."A poser, what are you showing off for!" Lin Zhengli from Wangjiang City was the most dissatisfied. He did not pay attention to his opponent, but instead spat in the direction of Jiang Wang.

The voice was not light or heavy. Jiang Wang ignored it.

The entire martial arts arena was divided into three fighting areas, with large buffer zones left between the lines.

As the main referee from the county court, two instructors from the Maple Forest City Dao Academy acted as assistant referees. Fighting was a simple matter, whoever fell was the loser, so there was no need to worry about the referees being biased. In fact, the main role of the referees was to prevent young cultivators from losing control and causing injuries.

Jiang Wang's opponent came from Sanshan City.

This person was short in stature but sturdy, wearing a close-fitting martial suit, with muscles as thick as rocks.

Both sides saluted and stood in position.

At the referee's command, Jiang Wang drew his sword!

Like a dragon rising, the sword pierced through the meteor.

Almost at the same time that the Sanshan City cultivator was halfway through his spell, Jiang Wang's sword was already close.

Decisive, fast.

The Purple Qi Coming from the East Sword Technique almost overwhelmingly dominated the pre-transcendent battle techniques.

In the selection within the Maple Forest City Dao Academy before, he defeated Fang Heling with this move, and now it seems that he is going to repeat the old story.

But what surprised Jiang Wang and the audience was that this Sanshan City cultivator did not avoid it!

He didn't even move, staring directly at the sword that Jiang Wang was attacking with, and his spell was formed in such a gaze.

In this situation, he either abandons his spell and dodges or surrenders directly. But with the speed that Jiang Wang has shown, he will have no chance to make another move after he dodges.

And he made a completely different choice from Fang Heling!

The earth elemental energy crazily gathered, and Jiang Wang felt a force spraying up from the ground. Of course, he knew what it was.

He had enough confidence to stab his opponent's heart with a sword before the ground spikes came, but his feet would also be pierced by the spikes that quickly followed.

To exchange injury for death, he still won. But he didn't want to win like this.

Jiang Wang turned his long sword, and with a touch, the ground spike that burst out of his feet was split in half, and he flipped back to his original position with momentum.

At this time, the dense and sharp ground spikes had only covered the surroundings of the Sanshan City cultivator.

This cultivator from Sanshan City, who was sneered at as a barbarian, had just won a turning point with his life.

He immediately kicked out several times, breaking the ground spikes in front of him and kicking them away. The ground spikes whistled like spears, attacking Jiang Wang one after another.

And this Sanshan City cultivator followed the whistling ground spikes and launched a charge towards Jiang Wang.Under Jiang An'an's nervous gaze, Jiang Wang turned like the wind, lightly dodging the group of earth spikes that were attacking him, unscathed.

The Three Mountains City cultivators were getting closer.

Jiang Wang's short and sturdy body leaped high into the air, his fist gradually solidifying into stone, swelling into a giant fist like a small mountain.

The Fist of Overturned Stone!

A reversal of attack and defense!

He couldn't take it head-on. Jiang Wang held his sword horizontally in front of him, using the blade to touch the stone fist, trying to use the momentum to float away and find another opportunity to fight.

In any case, foundation-establishment cultivators had limited Dao Yuan, and were unable to use too many Dao techniques. As long as he dragged it out, victory was certain with his swordsmanship.

But that stone fist suddenly flipped over and grabbed the sword in Jiang Wang's hand, crushing it!

The Fist of Overturned Stone itself was only a third-grade Dao technique. Although Jiang Wang had not mastered it, he was very familiar with it. He had never thought that this Dao technique had such a flexible change!

In an emergency, Jiang Wang abandoned the sword handle and grabbed the stone fist that had crushed his long sword with both hands, twisting it with force.

The powerful physical strength brought by the Four Spirits Body Refining Technique was fully infused, and with the twisting force, the stones flew everywhere.

Jiang Wang's toes touched the ground, and he quickly retreated in a backwards motion. At the same time, he also avoided the sudden explosion of the stone fist!

While the Three Mountains City cultivators used the explosion of the stone fist as another attack method, Jiang Wang was still so quick to react, and managed to avoid it at the first opportunity.

The explosion of the stone fist did have an impact on him. Even though he had tried to control it, his entire right arm was still covered in wounds, blood dripping.

But he seemed to not feel any pain, and said nothing, heading straight towards Jiang Wang.

He didn't use any Dao techniques or have time to use them. Or perhaps he realized that with the Dao techniques he currently had, he was unable to defeat his opponent.

So, he tried his physical strength that had crossed mountains and rivers, and tried his fists and feet that had fought lions and tigers.

Elbow strikes, knee strikes, head butts!

Jiang Wang couldn't even create distance anymore. He had lost his sword, and his entire swordsmanship was useless.

Punches, kicks, shoulder charges!

The two of them engaged in close-range fighting!

In the blink of an eye, it was the most intense, direct, and wild fight!

There were many mundane martial artists in the audience who knew a few moves, and they all boiled with excitement at the sight!