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Qin Tian felt a trace of surprise when he saw that Jiang Yang was actually going against him in such a barbaric manner. Just a moment ago, when he was fighting against Jiang Yang, he had already felt that Jiang Yang's physical body could dissolve part of his strength. However, Jiang Yang did not use his natural advantage to dissolve his own strength, but instead directly fought against his own slash.

Qin Tian attacked once again. This time, he used both of his hands.

"Godly form!" "Tyrant Lion's Palm!"

When these two palms were thrown out, they had actually transformed into the head of a huge lion. The lion head roared as it charged towards Jiang Yang with a terrifying might.

Jiang Yang shouted. The lion had already felt threatened. At this moment, Jiang Yang had gathered all the strength in his body. A strange crimson color appeared in his eyes. After his many battles with the baleful spiritual energy and the demon spirit root, he had already started to fuse with it to a special level.

This is something that other spiritual roots cannot possess, because the power of a demon spirit root has never existed at the same time as the other spiritual roots. In the human race, no one had ever had such spiritual roots.

The pressure of thirteen thousand Jin stone tablet once again appeared in Jiang Yang's mind. At this moment, he already had the explosive strength to exceed the 13,000 jin mark.

"Break for me!"

Jiang Yang's punch actually created a storm when it was thrown out. It made those in the spectator stands all gape with their mouths wide open. Their eyes stared blankly at Jiang Yang's figure.

"Is this the power of the eighth level of Qi Condensation?"

"With this kind of strength, it is very likely that he has already surpassed the ninth level of Qi Condensation. I'm afraid that only a Heaven's Pride at the ninth level of Qi Condensation would be able to contend against this Jiang Hai." "Who exactly is this Jiang Hai!?"

The tempest created by Jiang Yang was like a sharp sword that fiercely split apart the gigantic lion's head. Qin Tian's second attack had once again been broken through by Jiang Yang!

"Hahahaha ?" He is worthy of my help at that time. "Brother Jiang, you must withstand this last blow!"

Qin Tian laughed heartily as crackling sounds came from within his body.

On the surface of his skin, there was a layer of golden lustre, full of the feeling of power. The Qin Tian that was gathering strength was just like a beast that was sleeping. As long as he opened his eyes, he would be able to massacre everyone around him.

"Godly form!" Spirit Wave! "

The sound of ocean waves rang out and a huge golden wave appeared behind Qin Tian. It rushed towards the river at an extremely fast speed. This golden wave was as tall as several people, covering the entire stage.

Jiang Yang had once seen Qin Tian's Spirit Ascension Wave, but it was Qin Tian using his iron rod to send it out. At the eighth level of Qi Condensation, the power was extremely great. Currently, Qin Tian was already at the ninth level of Qi Condensation. The attack he unleashed was incomparably powerful.

However, this strike was still an attack that Qin Tian had unleashed with the strength of his physical body. Even though he did not use his weapon, the strength behind it was not much weaker.

Jiang Yang's heart trembled uncontrollably. Qin Tian's strength had far exceeded his imagination. Previously, he had only thought that if he and Qin Tian were of the same realm, there wouldn't be much of a difference compared to Qin Tian. It would be even stronger. However, from Qin Tian's various actions, it could be seen that he had most definitely hidden quite a few tricks up his sleeve. He had never taken every battle seriously before.

A dense demonic aura was being emitted from Jiang Yang's back, as if there was a terrifying demon beast that wanted to rush out from the depths of Jiang Yang's body. While Jiang Yang was using his physical strength, he had already triggered the resonance of his own demon spirit root.

He might not have the confidence to block this attack, but he still wanted to give it a try.

"Bring it on!"

The sleeves on Jiang Yang's arms were shattered by the power that exploded from his body. His eyes were slightly red. The baleful spirit root was affecting his will, causing him to be extremely warlike. Moreover, he was numb to the danger that the surrounding Qin Tian's divine tide brought. This sort of numbness was not necessarily a bad thing. Sometimes it would affect one's judgement, but sometimes it could make one fearless and rely on one's own strength to break through everything.

The golden waves engulfed Jiang Yang's body. Faintly, one could see a figure standing tenaciously within the golden waves, constantly waving his fists.

Breaking through force, this was Jiang Yang's defense!

Puff!

Jiang Yang's fist shot out from the golden wave. The golden wave surrounding Jiang Yang slowly disappeared from the stage. At this moment, Jiang Yang appeared to be in a somewhat sorry state. The attack from this sort of wave appeared to be extremely frightening and was about to instantly destroy him. However, the actual fact was that this wave of attack was mainly aimed at Jiang Yang's physical body.

He brandished his fists with all his might. He was using a very simple method to mobilize the power within his entire body to fight against the golden waves' attack.

"Do you want to come again?"

Jiang Yang panted heavily. Bean-sized perspiration dripped down from his chin to the ground, creating popping sounds.

Qin Tian looked at Jiang Yang. Even after Jiang Yang had completely withstood the attack of his divine tide, he still hadn't fallen yet. This was the first time he saw an opponent at the eighth level of Qi Condensation.

"You win!"

Qin Tian handed over the iron rod that was still standing on the spot to Jiang Yang. This iron rod was extremely heavy, and Jiang Yang's hand almost dropped it.

"This is a God's Descending Rod. I will come and ask for it from you in three days."

After Qin Tian finished speaking, he jumped off the stage under the puzzled gazes of the thousands of spectators.

"Shi Ya actually chose to admit defeat. Did we, the contestants in Jianghai, do something that we can't see?" "Although we are temporarily unable to understand it, the victor of this battle has already appeared, and that is ? Jiang Hai!"

Jiang Yang stood up with a pale face and smiled. In his heart, he already knew that Qin Tian was probably not in the Qi Condensation stage. From his battle, his control over his strength had already surpassed the ninth level of the Qi Condensation stage. For Jiang Yang to be able to do this, he did not feel like he lost to Qin Tian. If he had the chance to fight with Qin Tian again in the future, he would definitely defeat him under similar strength.

Qin Tian was the King of Defenders today. Jiang Yang had defeated him and was qualified to leave the arena. Therefore, Jiang Yang didn't even need spirit stones to win. He left the competition arena at the behest of these people.

"Dashing to the Spirit?"

Jiang Yang walked on the main street and stroked the two words on the metal rod.

Jiang Yang had information related to gods in his memories. God was a legendary race. What was Qin Tian's identity? Why did he have the word god in his moves? His weapon also had the word god. This metal pole looked ordinary and ordinary, but with the change in Qin Tian's strength, the weight of this metal pole was also different.

"It weighs over ten thousand Jin. Is this the best strength I have when using this metal rod?"

Jiang Yang returned to the top of the bamboo mountain, feeling the pressure brought on by the iron rod.

Jiang Quan Hu's three foot long Fine Jade Sword was personally forged by the two Grand Elders when he was only twelve years old. Not only did it contain the precious metal materials that the two Highest Elders had, it even contained the hardest skull of a Spirit Condensation Beast.

In the end, he had refined it with the blood of demon beasts. It could be said that even the elder-level experts of the family didn't have such a powerful weapon. It was likely that only the weapons of several hall masters could compare to Jiang Quan Hu's three foot long Fine Jade Sword.

"Three days later ? Jiang Quan Hu! "I want you to double the amount of force you used on me!"