Martial Arrogance Dragon Soul-Chapter 453 - 423: Too Lucky?

The next round of drawing lots is about to begin.

This time, Zheng Chong was drawn!

Zheng Chong’s brows furrowed slightly; looking at Qin Qing on the stage, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Zheng Chaohuang approached him and said beside Zheng Chong, "Don’t be afraid, little brother. This Qin Qing has fought hard battles in succession; he must be greatly depleted by now."

"Mm!" Zheng Chong nodded.

That was all he could hope for now.

Because Zheng Chong’s own strength wasn’t that impressive, his power was not even on a par with Yu Rongfei and others, at best comparable to Liu Yuanhuai and the like.

During the first fight, Qin Qing had killed Liu Yuanhuai with just two spear thrusts. If Qin Qing were truly in his prime, then Zheng Chong wouldn’t even have the courage to step onto the stage.

Now, Zheng Chong could only pin his hopes on Zheng Chaohuang’s words, that Qin Qing was at the end of his rope, having lost his fighting strength.

Zheng Chong went on stage.

But the look he gave Qin Qing was filled with caution, and fear.

Qin Qing had won nine consecutive battles, and except for Yu Rongfei, the other eight had been slain by him.

Of course, Zheng Chong feared death.

"Your name is Zheng Chong, what is your relationship with Zheng Yuanhai?" Qin Qing spoke, his voice sounding extremely weak.

As if he didn’t even have the strength to talk.

This allowed Zheng Chong to breathe a sigh of relief.

It seemed just as expected; this Qin Qing must have lost his fighting strength.

With this thought, Zheng Chong felt confident.

"We are both members of the Zheng Clan, and Saint Yuanhai is my predecessor. What? Do you have so many questions before you die?"

As Zheng Chong’s words fell, he suddenly struck.

His Martial Soul manifested as a giant Ice Attribute tiger.

The battle erupted.

Qin Qing kept retreating while fighting.

It wasn’t because he genuinely couldn’t resist, but rather because he didn’t want to reveal his current condition.

Given Qin Qing’s recovery at the moment, killing Zheng Chong would have been a piece of cake.

But if he did that, it would undoubtedly make Tai’a Academy suspicious of Daoyu Rongfei...

Moreover, it would be disadvantageous for the upcoming battles Qin Qing would face.

Qin Qing wanted everyone to lower their guard.

Beyond that, there was another reason—he intended to kill every single participant in the following battles.

If he now unleashed his full strength, the remaining disciples from Tai’a Academy might choose to forfeit.

Qin Qing’s concern was not unwarranted; if he really killed Zheng Chong in an extremely short time, Zheng Chaohuang and Kong Xueru would likely give up the fight directly.

This was what Qin Qing didn’t want to see!

This Tianyong tournament was not just about Tai’a Academy’s disciples wanting to kill those from Wind-Fire Academy, but also the disciples of Wind-Fire Academy wishing to exterminate all from Tai’a Academy.

Not for any other reason, but the graves on the back hill of Wind-Fire Academy alone were enough to keep the slaughter going!

The fight became "very difficult"!

New injuries continuously appeared on Qin Qing, who was firmly pressured by Zheng Chong.

"It seems Qin Qing is ultimately going to lose..."

Some spectators sighed.

"Actually, Zheng Chong’s strength isn’t that great; he’s not even as good as Liu Yuanhuai, Du Jiuyue and the others, let alone comparable to Zhou Wen."

"If it weren’t for the attrition strategy, Zheng Chong wouldn’t be able to withstand three moves against Qin Qing."

"What a pity... Qin Qing is all alone."

"To win nine battles single-handedly is already quite impressive."

The crowd murmured.

Believing that Qin Qing was bound to lose.

Such a genius could not withstand the attrition strategy.

"Die!"

Zheng Chong bellowed.

He was completely dominating, growing bolder and stronger in the fight, his eyes sparkling with vigor.

Qin Qing had slain so many Tai’a Academy disciples and won nine consecutive battles, but his streak was about to be ended by him.

Even if Qin Qing was at his last gasp, killing Qin Qing and ending the winning streak would still be an achievement Zheng Chong could boast about for a long time and would be enough for him to become more widely known within Tai’a Academy.

His Battle Axe swung down fiercely, the blade’s edge flashing with a chilling luster.

However, just at that moment, the Azure Dragon Spear in Qin Qing’s hand suddenly thrust out, piercing exactly into Zheng Chong’s throat.

"Gurgle..."

Zheng Chong’s throat emitted a strange noise.

His pupils were wide with disbelief as he looked at Qin Qing.

How could this happen?

He clearly had the upper hand, how could it suddenly turn out like this?

This Qin Qing, his luck is just too good!

Endless frustration filled Zheng Chong’s heart.

He thought his luck was too bad, and Qin Qing won by sheer fluke.

Just now, it was his own carelessness...

However, these thoughts were merely fleeting in Zheng Chong’s mind, like a swift glance at flowers while riding past.

Soon, the Spiritual Power within Qin Qing’s Azure Dragon Spear surged violently, directly extinguishing Zheng Chong’s life force.

"Huff huff..."

Qin Qing, with his hands propped on his knees, dropped the Azure Dragon Spear beside him on the ground, gasping heavily, blood continuously seeping through his clothes.

It looked like he might collapse at any moment.

"You damn bastard!" Zheng Chaohuang gnashed his teeth from below the stage.

"How can this bastard be so lucky? Just now, he clearly couldn’t hold on anymore..." Zheng Chaohuang’s anger and speechlessness were interwoven.

"It was Zheng Chong who was careless," Kong Xueru shook her head, also feeling regretful, "He clearly had the advantage but became too impatient. If only he had continued to wear Qin Qing down, he would have been defeated without question."

...

The tenth match, Qin Qing took it down again!

Ten consecutive victories!

The disciples from Wind-Fire Academy fixed hotter gazes on him, no longer cheering but each looking at Qin Qing.

On one hand, they were concerned for Qin Qing, who seemed unable to hold on any longer at this point.

On the other hand, they were hoping that the miracle would continue...

The draw for the eleventh match.

This time, the one who drew the lot was Zheng Chaohuang!

"It’s my turn!" Zheng Chaohuang bit his lip.

He could no longer contain his rage.

Qin Qing had killed Zheng Chong, Zheng Chong was Zheng Chaohuang’s brother, not by blood, but the two had always had a good relationship.

And there was one more thing, Zheng Chaohuang thought Zheng Chong’s death was too unworthy.

So he wanted to avenge Zheng Chong!

Zheng Chaohuang leapt onto the battle platform, immediately manifesting his Martial Soul, which was also a tiger-related Martial Soul, but different in Attribute from Zheng Chong’s.

Zheng Chong’s was Ice Attribute, while Zheng Chaohuang’s was a Flaming Giant Tiger Martial Soul.

"Whoosh!"

Flames of crimson fire blazed around his body as he swung his great sword, constantly closing in on Qin Qing, slashing furiously.

Zheng Chaohuang was actually a bit stronger than Zheng Chong, but for Qin Qing, that was still not enough...

Of course, Qin Qing continued to pretend to be defeated.

During this pretense, he would repeatedly allow himself to suffer injuries, but these were merely superficial wounds that would not affect his core, and with Qin Qing’s strong Dragon Blood Physique, such superficial wounds could be healed in just moments if he wished.

While feigning defeat, Qin Qing was also circulating the Emperor Dragon Secret Technique to further repair the internal injuries.

"You scum, can you only dodge?"

"If you have the guts, fight me head-on!"

Zheng Chaohuang roared at Qin Qing.

And his words caused many people to grumble in their bellies.

Fight head-on?

If Qin Qing wasn’t injured, would you dare to fight him head-on?

However... Even though Zheng Chaohuang seemed to be completely suppressing the fight, he still couldn’t finish it.

Zheng Chaohuang gradually became more and more impatient.

In the end...

Another "accident" occurred.

Qin Qing once again "fortuitously" killed Zheng Chaohuang.

Eleven consecutive victories!

Qin Qing’s miracle continued.