Martial Master

After treating Wang Qiming, Qin Chen did not stay much longer. He went back to the tent to eat something and then returned to his own tent to rest with his eyes closed.

The next morning.

Qin Chen was awakened by the sound of gathering.

Stepping out of the tent, he saw many talented individuals from the Da Qi Kingdom gathering together.

"I heard that several talented disciples from the Da Qi Kingdom arrived yesterday. I am quite curious to see which misfits Da Qi has sent to the Blood Spirit Pool this time," an unpleasant voice suddenly rang out.

From another direction in the Da Qi military camp, several young martial artists walked over. Among them, a rather handsome martial artist looked at Qin Chen and the others with a mocking smile on his face.

Jiang Zhong, who had an extremely bad temper, was very angry and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean by that?"

The handsome man taunted with a laugh, "Da Wei Kingdom, Luo Jingshan. I just wanted to see what kind of geniuses Da Qi has sent this time, and whether they will be as weak as the last time when they were all easily defeated by our Da Wei Kingdom."

"What did you say?"

Jiang Zhong and the others showed anger and surrounded him.

Luo Jingshan appeared very calm, smiling as he spoke, "Did I say something wrong? In the last five-nation competition, many disciples from your Da Qi Kingdom were killed by our Da Wei Kingdom as soon as they entered. Later, many even directly forfeited, too weak. This time, I wonder if there are any brave ones among you, hahaha."

"Hahaha, the Da Qi Kingdom is just a bunch of cowards."

"Tsk tsk, with these misfits, you think you can participate in the five-nation competition? You aren't even enough to fill the gaps between our teeth."

"Hehehe, just me, Wu, can take down ten of them."

A group of Da Wei disciples began to laugh oddly.

"You dare to say that again? Do you believe I won’t be polite to you?"

Jiang Zhong and the others were furious and pressed forward.

"Are you all trying to overwhelm us with numbers? Come at me; after all, the Da Qi Kingdom can only rely on numbers against fewer people."

"How dare you, I alone, Jiang Zhong, can defeat you."

"Oh? If you can take one of my attacks, I'll take back what I just said," Luo Jingshan said with a faint smile.

"One attack? You underestimate me too much."

Jiang Zhong roared, gathering all his energy to the utmost and threw a punch.

"Barbarian King's Overbearing Fist!"

Boom!

A magnificent fist wind swept out.

"Just a petty trick."

Luo Jingshan smiled, completely indifferent to Jiang Zhong's attack. Just as Jiang Zhong's fist was about to hit him, he struck out with a palm.

Bang!

The palm, arriving later but reacting faster, instantly struck Luo Jingshan's chest.

Pff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out as Jiang Zhong was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground.

On his chest, a blood-red palm print appeared, with a wisp of heat emanating from it, as if he had been scalded.

"What?"

Everyone was shocked; Jiang Zhong was defeated in one move?

"Hahaha, is this the genius of the Da Qi Kingdom? Too weak, indeed fragile as a breeze."

Luo Jingshan laughed heartily.

The other Da Wei martial artists, seeing that Luo Jingshan had defeated Jiang Zhong in one move, also began to laugh heartily, their eyes filled with scorn.

"Do the martial artists of Da Wei come to my Da Qi Kingdom to cause trouble? Are you looking for death?"

At this moment, a loud voice rang out. General Yan Huai, with a cold expression, stepped forward, exuding a terrifying killing intent that swept out like heavy waves.

"General Yan Huai, we just came to witness the talented disciples of Da Qi Kingdom. This guy initiated the challenge himself, and he couldn’t even withstand one attack from me. We’re not here to cause trouble," Luo Jingshan laughed.

"Yes, although there are conflicts between our Da Qi and Da Wei kingdoms, it’s not like a genius was defeated, and you, a general, would seek revenge for him."

"Are the geniuses of Da Qi Kingdom just turtles hiding their heads?"