As Zhang Ergou’s body slammed onto the stone battle platform, it caused a huge stir.
First were Lin Yichen and his companions. As Zhang Ergou's friends, no other inner disciples were willing to associate with them.
Lin Yichen and the others naturally hadn’t heard anyone discuss the strangeness of Jiang Tian's arrow.
Dust billowed, and thick smoke obscured Zhang Ergou's figure.
The onlookers could not see Zhang Ergou’s current state.
With Zhang Ergou not appearing for a long time, people naturally assumed he was severely injured and had lost the will to fight.
"Tch, he boasted about challenging the experts on the inner sect rankings, and this is only his few matches before being taken down!"
"I knew Zhang Ergou was overestimating himself. Before, he was just relying on his peculiar fist techniques."
"Yeah, if he can't get close, Zhang Ergou is like a toothless tiger, all show and no substance."
Below the battle platform, the tide of public opinion turned faster than imagined.
It was the same people who praised Zhang Ergou in the previous match, and now it was them criticizing him for being too ambitious.
A few people like Lin Yichen, Wang Teng, Xiao Qingyu, Lin Yueru, and Lu Xiaoyu stood together, with few daring to approach them. The inner disciples seemed to know they were Zhang Ergou's friends.
Naturally, they disdained to associate with them.
Even though Zhang Ergou had performed beyond their expectations in the previous few matches, deep down, they didn’t want to see him rise so quickly.
This might be the "sour grapes" mentality, unable to stand seeing others better than oneself.
If Zhang Ergou were far superior to them, these people would not have such thoughts.
However, Zhang Ergou, a disciple who had only joined the inner sect for half a year, dared to challenge the entire inner sect ranking.
These inner disciples felt as if their deepest wounds had been struck.
From the beginning, they had scoffed at Zhang Ergou's performance, but Zhang Ergou's subsequent actions had slapped them in the face, and they quickly changed their tune.
Now, seeing Zhang Ergou shot down by Jiang Tian’s arrow and lying on the ground, not getting up for a long time.
These onlookers resumed the demeanor of wise elders, as if they had predicted the outcome of this match.
"Could Zhang Ergou have been shot to death by Senior Brother Jiang's arrow?"
"No way. Although the intensity of injuries isn't strictly controlled on the battle stage, no one has ever died in a match before!"
The dust had not yet dispersed. Jiang Tian, who had shot two arrows, looked somewhat pale, but the triumphant glint in his eyes was palpable.
To survive after being hit by his two natal arrows, unless Zhang Ergou was possessed by a powerful being.
Otherwise, Zhang Ergou was destined to die…
Despite the thick smoke, Jiang Tian seemed to have already seen Zhang Ergou’s tragic state.
"Cough, cough, damn it, Jiang Tian, did you eat any power-boosting pills? It hurts like hell!"
From within the smoke, a voice full of vigor suddenly rang out.
Instantly, the vast battle platform area fell silent. Everyone widened their eyes, staring at the movement within the smoke.
Not only the onlookers but Jiang Tian, who had made the attack, was incredulous.
He knew the power of his two arrows, but why did Zhang Ergou sound completely unharmed?
Could this brat really have trained his body into an impenetrable fortress?
Jiang Tian suddenly had a preposterous thought. Only then could he explain why Zhang Ergou seemed completely unharmed.
After all, the two arrows he shot could directly ignore the spiritual energy shields condensed by cultivators in the Golden Core stage.
How could Zhang Ergou, a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, resist his two arrows?
Only with such a seemingly absurd explanation could Jiang Tian convince himself.
"Zhang Ergou is actually fine? I clearly saw him smash heavily onto the ground. Was he faking it?"
"This is so bizarre. Does Zhang Ergou possess some kind of protective treasure?"
The surrounding disciples erupted in discussion. As Zhang Ergou walked out of the dust, everyone’s expression was incredibly vivid.
"Haha, Jiang Tian, what was that divine move of yours called? It made this young master feel quite uncomfortable!"
Zhang Ergou, who had reappeared, shouted to Jiang Tian in the distance.
"Brat, stop your glib tongue."
Although he was unwilling to admit that Zhang Ergou was unharmed, Jiang Tian was somewhat helpless.
He quickly recovered from his shock.
Clearly, Zhang Ergou could not be judged by ordinary standards.
This brat was too mysterious, filled with an aura of enigma. After a brief moment of shock, Jiang Tian regained his composure.
The previous two arrows had consumed too much of his spiritual energy. Now, the spiritual energy in his body was less than a third.
If Zhang Ergou noticed this, with his cunning, he would surely wear Jiang Tian down until his spiritual energy was depleted.
"I need to finish this quickly!" Jiang Tian decided in his heart.
He had to deliver a fatal blow to Zhang Ergou. Otherwise, if it dragged on, he would be the one at a disadvantage.
Seeing Zhang Ergou appear, Jiang Tian attacked without hesitation, his hands rapidly forming seals.
"Why has the sky turned dark?"
"Look quickly, what is condensing above Zhang Ergou's head?"
"That seems to be the power of heaven and earth that Jiang Tian has summoned!"
"What? Jiang Tian can actually summon the power of heaven and earth? That's something only Nascent Soul stage cultivators can do!"
The onlookers had their eyes opened wide today.
First, Jiang Tian's two intangible spiritual energy arrows, then Zhang Ergou standing up unharmed after falling.
And now, seeing Jiang Tian, in the early Golden Core stage, summon the power of heaven and earth.
Good heavens, what kind of monsters were these two battling? Phenomena that were rare enough to appear once in an ordinary person were occurring as if they were free of charge with these two.
And they were powerless against them, only able to watch with envious eyes.
The two on the battle platform naturally paid no mind to the thoughts of the onlookers. At this moment, Jiang Tian was chanting intently.
It sounded like he was reciting an incantation. The dark mist above Zhang Ergou’s head grew heavier.
Seeing the unfavorable situation, Zhang Ergou activated his speed, employing the uncanny and profound Shadow Illusion steps, his figure turning into streaks of afterimages.
But no matter how he dodged, the black mist above his head seemed to recognize him.
It closely followed Zhang Ergou’s movements. He moved left, the mist moved left. Zhang Ergou moved right, the mist followed to the right. Sudan Novels.
Zhang Ergou stopped, and the black cloud also stopped.
Zhang Ergou moved rapidly, but the black mist was faster than him.
It was like Zhang Ergou's shadow; wherever Zhang Ergou went, the black mist followed.
"Like a dog skin plaster!"
Zhang Ergou cursed angrily, drawing his Ghost Spear Tianwen and thrusting it forward.
Since he couldn't dodge it, he would break it.
Seeing Zhang Ergou use his iron spear to stab at the black mist above his head, a peculiar smile appeared on Jiang Tian's face.
Only he knew about that black mist. If you didn't provoke it, it would only follow your movements.
But if you attacked it with a weapon, the black mist would truly become entangled with you.