Free Web NovelChapter 581: Chapter 398: Tang Family Prodigy, Symbol of the Military Department! (Double-Length) _2
He showed through his actions that he had no intention of giving up.
Tang Le Mountain saw this and felt impatient, raising his hand and increasing the force of his sword swing, intending to severely injure the overconfident Yang Zhen.
However, as the longsword swung down, Yang Zhen suddenly accelerated, not only avoiding the strike but also thrusting his spear in counterattack.
In that moment, Yang Zhen seemed to achieve a state where man and spear were one; the spear’s radiance became so fast it reached the ultimate peak, striking Tang Le Mountain.
Boom!
The spear’s radiance exploded, with the incredibly condensed spear qi instantly engulfing the small space within ten meters.
"No way..."
No one truly believed that Yang Zhen could win this fight, but that recent strike startled the watching Little Flag Masters, making them think Tang Le Mountain might have overplayed his hand.
"What a move, the power of that spear strike surpassed any of his previous ones. It turns out that Brother Yang was feigning weakness earlier, even at the cost of getting injured, all for this one decisive strike to determine victory.
a bottom defeating the top battle indeed should be like this. If Tang Le Mountain were complacent, he might indeed lose!" Xu Yuan couldn’t help but exclaim.
He was also an expert with the spear and could see how long Yang Zhen had been holding back and gathering strength for this strike.
It was just as Song Changming had said before the battle began: cultivation and hard power are one thing, but the true determinants of victory are never just raw power.
Yang Zhen had created an opportunity to turn the tide.
After unleashing this spear strike, regardless of victory or defeat, he had already earned everyone’s respect.
After the explosion of spear qi, dust scattered in all directions, revealing Tang Le Mountain’s figure.
At this moment, Tang Le Mountain looked gloomy.
One hand held the tip of Yang Zhen’s spear, while the other wiped his cheek.
On his cheek was a five or six-centimeter bloodstain, slowly dripping blood.
"You..." Tang Le Mountain was no longer composed as before, his anger visibly surging.
It was clear that he cared a lot about the disfigurement and even more about being injured by someone he deemed weak under the watchful eyes of all.
He couldn’t accept it!
A blinding sword qi suddenly exploded, catching Yang Zhen off guard, sending him crashing down, smashing a stone peak where a Little Flag Master stood.
In the next moment, Tang Le Mountain pursued with overwhelming sword qi, his gaze cold and murderous intent set in, his longsword showed no mercy as it aimed to pierce through Yang Zhen’s body, severely injuring him.
"Enough." A government official’s expression changed, wanting to stop it.
After all, this was not a life-and-death battle.
His job was to maintain control of the situation, at least to prevent anyone from dying!
Right now, he was genuinely worried that Tang Le Mountain might accidentally kill Yang Zhen in a moment of carelessness.
However, Tang Le Mountain’s movements were swift. By the time the official spoke, Tang Le Mountain’s sword was already at Yang Zhen’s chest.
The sword tip pierced through the armor plate yet showed no signs of stopping!
At this moment, a shadow of purple and gold lightning appeared in front of Tang Le Mountain as if it had flashed there.
"Hmm?!" Tang Le Mountain was also surprised.
He was amazed at the speed of the person in front of him, so fast that he couldn’t even sense or capture them before they appeared in front of him.
Song Changming’s raised hand was also mixed with thunder and fire as he grabbed onto Tang Le Mountain’s sword-wielding hand.
The immense strength from the grip made it difficult for Tang Le Mountain to advance his sword further.
"Changming..." Yang Zhen, who had fallen to the ground, also saw clearly that it was Song Changming who had just intervened to help him.
On his chest, armor plates shattered on the ground, blood beads seeping from his chest and flesh.
If Song Changming hadn’t intervened in time, he might have been pierced through the chest by the furious Tang Le Mountain, ending up with severe injuries.
"Stop!" The official appeared in front of Song Changming and Tang Le Mountain a second later, with a warning look on his face.
Song Changming released his grip first and stepped back.
Tang Le Mountain stood still, staring intently at Song Changming as he retreated, his gaze even falling on Song Changming’s unscathed right hand.
To catch his sword barehanded and remain unharmed?
"This battle, Tang Le Mountain wins." The official, seeing that all three were fine, finally breathed a sigh of relief and announced the result.
After Yang Zhen’s spear failed to turn the tide, in reality, he had already lost.
As for the subsequent events, those with eyes can see that Tang Le Mountain went a bit overboard.
For a moment, the remaining Little Flag Masters felt differently about Tang Le Mountain.
The First Army’s Flag Master’s identity and his dazzling brilliance didn’t seem so impressive.
People who are so easily emotionally unstable tend to be looked down upon.
Though Tang Le Mountain won the first match, there was no satisfaction on his face.
He gave Song Changming a deep look before bowing to the official and apologizing.
"I was rude just now, my consideration was insufficient, too engrossed in the match, causing inconvenience, I hope to be forgiven."
The official, seeing there was no reaction from the Hu Tomb, waved his hand and said, "Let me remind you all again, these matches among you are not life-and-death battles, be sure to keep your actions in check."
With that, he gave Tang Le Mountain a deep look again.
"This is an exception."
Tang Le Mountain agreed and then retreated.
The official then gave Song Changming a reminder not to intervene in others’ matches without permission.
However, his tone was not stern.
After all, he knew that if Song Changming hadn’t intervened in time, Yang Zhen’s situation was very likely to end in serious injury.
Song Changming didn’t say much, simply stepped aside.
"Brother Yang, how are you?"
Yang Zhen shook his head; by this time, he had recovered, though he was injured, thanks to Song Changming, the injuries weren’t severe.
"Brother Song, you just..." Xu Yuan looked toward Song Changming, somewhat surprised.
"Did you just catch Tang Le Mountain’s sword like that?"
Saying this, he raised his hand in a grasping gesture, replicating Song Changming’s earlier action.
"Just thick skin and flesh," Song Changming replied casually.
"As expected of you..." Xu Yuan knew well of Song Changming’s strong physique, but his bare-handed catch of the sword earlier still surprised him.
After all, it wasn’t just any sword; it was the sword thrust out in anger by Tang Le Mountain, the power of which could be imagined.
"Perhaps Tang Le Mountain might have held back at the last moment..." Xu Yuan internally consoled himself.
In the arena, not just him, but others also took note of Song Changming’s unintentional action, paying more attention to Song Changming, who had been quietly staying by Xu Yuan’s side.
Until the second match began, everyone’s attention finally returned to the competition.
The second match also ended quickly, as Yu Rui easily won after just over a dozen rounds.
"This person..." Song Changming noticed something unusual in Yu Rui’s overly wide and long limbs.
"Yu Rui, the Little Flag Master of the Third Army, reportedly has some ape demon bloodline, his background is bleak, without parents, picked up from the wild by people." This time it was Xu Yuan who provided the introduction.
"No wonder." Song Changming understood.
The familiar feeling he had just perceived stemmed from this.
The half-human half-demon form was something he often sensed in Su Qingqing.
From the demon race traits, this Little Flag Master of the Third Army had more obvious characteristics.
And his strength lay in this part of the demon race bloodline, granting him high sensitivity and explosive strength, with a physical body stronger than many other Little Flag Masters of the same realm.
Of course, overall, he still had more human race blood, which allowed him to normally cultivate Qi Refining.
That part of the demon race bloodline couldn’t influence his human race stance; otherwise, the Military Department wouldn’t allow him to compete for this important Grand Marshal position.
The third group also ended swiftly.
"Zhao Jingzhuo wins."
"A Zhao Family descendant." Song Changming looked at this person more closely due to his surname.
"As far as I know, this person is not only a member of the Zhao Family but also the younger brother of the late Commander of the Nineteenth Army." Yang Zhen shared the intelligence he had gathered.
"Wow, Brother Yang, you have even found this out..." Xu Yuan exclaimed in amazement.
"I had no choice..." Yang Zhen replied somewhat helplessly.
He’s not really omniscient, just habitually meticulous and always aiming for thoroughness in his actions.
The feud with the Zhao Family made him subconsciously investigate the ins and outs of the Zhao Family in his daily life.
Especially those Zhao Family members in the military, whom he focused on investigating.
This time, seeing the opponent appear in this competition for the marshal position instantly made him alert.
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