Is he anxious? Or are his fists hurting?
Qian Duoduo was secretly happy, the Ling Shen in his mouth slowly melted, turning into streams of Spiritual Qi flowing into his Spiritual Veins.
His Spiritual Veins were swollen, needing continuous fighting to resolve it.
With a flash into the open, Qian Duoduo dodged the large wooden hammer, circled behind Ren Rong, and thrust out a sword.
Ren Rong lightly swung the large wooden hammer, blocking it with the hammerhead.
They went back and forth, and before they knew it, several hundred more rounds had passed.
Qian Duoduo deliberately made his breathing heavy, feigning exhaustion.
In reality, he saw that Ren Rong was starting to sweat.
Even a Body Cultivator, constantly swinging a large wooden hammer, would experience a drop in physical strength.
As expected, when Ren Rong saw Qian Duoduo's breathing become heavy, happiness returned to his face, and the large wooden hammer began to strike like a raging storm again.
"Dong, dong, dong..."
After a series of dull thuds from the wooden hammer and wooden sword colliding, Qian Duoduo shouted, "I'll fight you to the death!"
With that, he formed a sword art and pointed at Ren Rong's neck.
Ren Rong was startled, thinking Qian Duoduo was about to release a Flying Sword, and quickly used the large wooden hammer to protect his upper body.
However, after a long moment, he didn't wait for the Flying Sword. He moved the large wooden hammer away and saw Qian Duoduo standing far away, panting heavily.
Gongsun Zheng, below the stage, cursed:
"Ren Rong, you big clumsy bear, do you have the guts of a mouse? He can't use a Flying Sword at all! Charge forward quickly!"
Hu Qingyin immediately led his people in a chorus of shouts: "Ren Rong, Ren Rong, big clumsy bear! Ren Rong, Ren Rong, big clumsy bear!"
The mockery and insults made Ren Rong's face turn dark with anger.
He put away the large wooden hammer, swung his fists, and charged forward again, close-quarters.
Qian Duoduo could already see that his hands and feet were trembling slightly.
The emotional outburst was draining his physical strength.
"Take this sword!"
Qian Duoduo let out another loud shout, pointing his left hand, forming a sword art, at him.
Ren Rong paused slightly, but still charged forward.
"Go!"
When they were about four or five feet apart, the wooden sword in Qian Duoduo's hand, like a sharp arrow, suddenly flew out, heading straight for Ren Rong's throat.
"Oh my!"
Ren Rong's eyes widened, and he let out an angry curse.
No one had expected that Qian Duoduo would actually throw the wooden sword.
They had always thought that Qian Duoduo could only hold the wooden sword like a Mortal.
The mockery and insults from below the stage ceased.
Everyone was watching how Ren Rong would dodge this unexpected sword.
Ren Rong twisted his bulky body, and his right fist, sideways, punched the wooden sword.
His fist struck the sword body, changing the Flying Sword's trajectory, but also getting cut by the sharp blade.
The sudden change in move meant his Spiritual Qi couldn't gather at the point of contact with the Flying Sword, so he naturally got injured.
Ren Rong, with a long face, brought his fist to his mouth, licked it with his tongue, and was about to speak.
"Go!"
Qian Duoduo let out another loud shout.
With that shout, a golden light shot through the air, directly at Ren Rong's face.
This was a Spirit Chicken claw Qian Duoduo had meticulously prepared.
A thick, sharp Spirit Chicken claw that could easily pierce through rocks.
Ren Rong trembled with fright.
After Qian Duoduo's wooden sword was struck away by his fist, it was still in the air and hadn't flown back to Qian Duoduo's hand.
He hadn't expected that Qian Duoduo could still shoot things with Spiritual Qi, and this thing wasn't made of wood, but of metal.
He had no choice but to use his bare fist to block and intercept.
"Ah!"
A predictable scream rang out.
The Spirit Chicken claw deeply pierced Ren Rong's right fist, its sharp talons penetrating his thick palm.
On the stands, a large number of spectators stood up.
In a flash of lightning, they only saw a golden light, and then Ren Rong clutching his right hand, screaming like a pig being slaughtered.
"Go!"
Qian Duoduo shouted again, and the second Spirit Chicken claw flew out, piercing straight for Ren Rong's throat!
At this, even Zhu Anquan couldn't sit still and abruptly stood up.
If Ren Rong were to be killed by Qian Duoduo on the stage, he would lose!
"Don't dodge, don't dodge!"
Gongsun Zheng shouted sternly from below the stage, his voice tinged with a crying tone.
Whether he heard the shout or not, Ren Rong instinctively extended his left hand to protect his vital spot.
Without surprise, the second Spirit Chicken claw impaled his left hand.
Ren Rong waved his left and right hands, hopping around on the square platform.
Qian Duoduo circled behind him, and with a fierce push of his palms, shoved him off the square platform!
Ren Rong, like a large wooden stump, crashed down below the square platform with a "boom."
Controlling the wooden sword and Spirit Chicken claws were the two ultimate moves Liu Bo had taught Qian Duoduo.
After exhausting Ren Rong's physical strength and patience, suddenly using them indeed led to a decisive victory!
Qian Duoduo felt great, "Although my Master is a bit malicious, he really has skill."
"Jin Buhuan wins!"
Hu Qingyin shouted loudly.
He waved his fists, jumping and bouncing.
Kang Shenjun next to him seemed to be stunned, standing there blankly.
Zhu Anquan, between the two of them, smiled and gave Qian Duoduo a thumbs up.
Jin Buyong's face turned green, then white, then red.
Gongsun Zheng stepped back two paces, lowering his head, no longer uttering a sound.
After a while, Jin Buyong walked out of the correction facility, and those around him followed him out.
Those who had bet on Qian Duoduo winning joyfully went to redeem their prizes in the back.
Qian Duoduo walked down the square platform.
"What a relief."
Hu Qingyin, holding a money box, stepped forward and patted his shoulder.
The money box rattled, filled with gold coins they had just won.
Zhu Anquan walked forward with a beaming smile, "You helped me win the prison fight, and I'll fulfill my promise. I'll send you out of Jail tomorrow morning."
Back in the cell, the cell door slammed shut with a "clang."
Qian Duoduo swallowed the last bite of Ling Shen in his mouth, calming down from the euphoria of winning the prison fight.
"I'm leaving Jail tomorrow, but what happens after I get out? After I get out, who will I be, Jin Buhuan or Qian Duoduo? Where will I go after I get out? What will happen to me?"
Qian Duoduo both wanted to get out and feared getting out.
These thoughts swirled in his mind a few times, and his mind quickly became a chaotic mess.
Seeing him sitting blankly on the ground, Liu Boli floated out and teased him:
"This place is too good, with food and drink, I really don't want to leave."
Qian Duoduo couldn't help but laugh.
"Indeed. I can also Cultivate Immortal arts, and I have a free Master; this is a good place to lie flat."
"In this place, Qi Condensation Level Five is the big brother, and Ninth Level of Qi Condensation is the backing. Zhu Anquan isn't necessarily safe either, think of that Jin Buque..."
Recalling that face as white as beautiful jade and eyes like a vicious wolf, Qian Duoduo shivered:
"I am the Clan Chief's heartache for this Jin family. Staying in this Jail, I will be eliminated by him sooner or later."
"Uh."
Qian Duoduo burped, waking up from his dream of giving up.
"Liu Bo, what do you say we do? Whatever you say, I'll do."
Liu Boli slowly combed his beard, and when he had fiddled enough, he spoke:
"When you arrive in the Immortal Cultivation World, follow the rules of the Immortal Cultivation World. Who says a Golden Toad cannot become an emperor? Who says a wild chicken cannot turn into a Phoenix?"
Qian Duoduo wiggled his finger.
"Stop! I don't want to become an emperor, I don't want to become a Phoenix. I just want to be able to lie flat and give up."
"This pursuit—is quite high."
Liu Boli realized that Qian Duoduo was a bit rebellious.
To persuade him, he needed to use some tricks.
"Quite high?"
Liu Boli's face was serious.
"Think about it, the 'lying flat' and 'giving up' you pursue must be 'lying flat' and 'giving up' that can be done anytime, anywhere. It's definitely not 'lying flat' and 'giving up' that cannot be done with the slightest disturbance or fighting."
"Liu Bo, you are right. Giving up that doesn't allow me to comfortably and carefree gnaw on a chicken leg is not the kind of giving up I want."
"I knew my disciple was an ambitious young man, even giving up has to be Advanced."
Liu Boli gave Qian Duoduo a thumbs up.
Qian Duoduo felt that his judgment was very accurate.
Although Liu Boli's face was dark, his eyes were sharp.
"Rivers have their rules, villages have their sayings. Do you, Liu Bo, know all the ways of this Immortal Cultivation World?"
"I wouldn't dare say I know everything, but at least I know more than half."
Liu Boli's humble attitude made Qian Duoduo like him a bit.
Qian Duoduo remembered the harsh words Jin Buque had said, "What the hell are Qi Condensation, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, and Nascent Soul?"
A faint smile appeared on Liu Boli's face, "Qi Condensation is the most basic Realm in the Immortal Cultivation World, divided into ten levels. After Qi Condensation is Foundation Establishment. After Foundation Establishment is Golden Core. After Golden Core is Nascent Soul."
Liu Boli thought it over several times in his mind, resisting the urge to tell him to learn from Jin Buhuan and Cultivate wholeheartedly.
Lecturing would inevitably lead to Qian Duoduo's rebuttal.
Instead of that, it was better to guide him, letting Qian Duoduo make the specific decisions himself.
"Qian Duoduo, since you asked me what to do, my suggestion to you is to first set a goal for yourself."
