Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Chapter 355 Hunting 2

The five geniuses of the Cang Er Sect were in a daze, unable to understand why Zheng Qian had appeared behind them.

Zheng Qian knocked down four people with one punch, and only then did they realize that Zheng Qian's challenge to all of them was not just boasting, but that he truly had the strength to do so.

"Yun Youzi, the disciple you've found is quite clever," Wu Chengming said, looking at Zheng Qian below with admiration in his eyes.

Not to mention the more than 700 geniuses, even the two old monsters didn't expect that Zheng Qian would evade their pursuit and ambush them in the ditch at the entrance of Qianfeng Mountain, appearing behind everyone.

When Zheng Qian walked up behind the five members of the Cang'er Sect, the three people in the clouds knew that the five members of the Cang'er Sect were about to be in trouble.

Wu Chengming and Dongfang the Gambler could see at a glance that Zheng Qian was at the Dragon Transformation Realm, with abundant blood and spiritual energy, making him the strongest among all the Dragon Shaping Realm geniuses. Therefore, Dongfang the Gambler's rule was only four words: "Free to do as you please."

The rule of "free play" means that all geniuses can play freely and fight Zheng Qian without any restraint. The two methods of competition he gave are one-on-one gauntlet battles, which give Zheng Qian no time to rest. No matter how good he is, he cannot possibly take on more than 700 challenges.

The second format is equally fraught with pitfalls. Geniuses from various sects participate in the competition, forming large teams. Teams like the Cang Er Sect, with only five members, are rare, so Zheng Qian still faces a one-against-many situation. Whenever Zheng Qian and his team make a sound during combat, they are surrounded and attacked, ultimately forcing him to fight hundreds alone.

Within the same realm, no one can directly confront hundreds of people head-on.

Both of the strategies proposed by the Eastern Gambling King were essentially traps. No matter which one Zheng Qian chose, it was an impossible challenge to win.

Yun Youzi knew that both of the methods of the contest offered by Dongfang Gambling King were traps, but he didn't care. In his youth, he had faced similar challenges, and each time the result was the same: he emerged victorious. Zheng Qian was the disciple he had sought for the past three hundred years, and he believed Zheng Qian could achieve the same.

A prodigy is besieged by geniuses, and then the prodigy steps over the geniuses to move forward; this is the path to a prodigy's growth.

Zheng Qian knew about the trap set for him by the gambling tycoon Dongfang, but he didn't care.

Confidence stems from strength. Zheng Qian believed he could easily defeat everyone in this competition.

Dongfang the Gambler took a swig of wine, let out a hiccup, tilted his head back and enjoyed the breeze, a satisfied expression on his face, but he didn't forget to mock Yun Youzi.

"Oh dear, you've been searching for a disciple for three hundred years, you're really persistent. Although Zheng Qian has cultivated to the second level of spatial fluctuations and his blood energy is vigorous, and his combat power is so-so, it's probably a pipe dream for him to think he can defeat a team of more than seven hundred people."

Yun Youzi was not angry at all. He still had a detached and confident expression and said calmly, "Over the years, I have traveled all over the country and seen countless geniuses, but Zheng Qian is the only one who has caught my eye."

Yun Youzi actually had two disciples he admired: one was Long Batian, and the other was Zheng Qian. The powerful Long Batian was invincible among his peers and swept through his opponents. He was also a disciple of the Tianmai Sect, and Yun Youzi liked him very much and wanted to take him as his disciple.

The matter of taking on disciples was something Yun Youzi only began to do after meeting Pan Jiu. After seeing Long Batian, Yun Youzi asked Pan Jiu to come out of seclusion, but Pan Jiu glanced at Long Batian and severed his fate.

This is the power of cause and effect of Pan Jiu. Although Long Batian is a dragon among men, he cannot withstand the cause and effect of Pan Jiu.

Only Zheng Qian could withstand Pan Jiu's karmic power. Upon meeting him, Pan Jiu took two ropes containing divine substances from Zheng Qian, which meant that Pan Jiu owed Zheng Qian two opportunities to make a move, or owed Zheng Qian two favors.

This is Zheng Qian's fortune, and also Zheng Qian's destiny.

There are over seven hundred geniuses in the Southern Region, which seems like a lot, but their combat strength is only so-so. If Zheng Qian can't even withstand the encirclement of these geniuses from the Southern Region, it can only mean that Pan Jiu and his judgment is flawed.

"Hehe, your favorite apprentice?" The Eastern Gambler laughed smugly: "You've won your whole life, but today your apprentice might break her winning streak and lose."

Wu Chengming also smiled. If they could beat Yun Youzi just once, even if they couldn't break through their current bottleneck, their lives would be worthwhile.

In the mountains ahead, Zheng Qian had a new target: a hundred meters ahead, there were twelve geniuses. They all shared a common characteristic: they carried heavy swords as large as door panels on their backs. They were geniuses from the Sword Panel Gang.

The towering trees blocked out the sunlight, and the dim light had no effect on the Dragon Shaping Realm experts, so none of the twelve noticed that a figure was constantly approaching them in the darkness.

Having reached the level of spatial ripples, Zheng Qian was already able to resonate with space. The spatial ripples created by the walking of twelve people were enough for Zheng Qian to move in sync with the frequency of the ripples, without making any noise or even causing a spatial fluctuation.

"Second Brother, do you think Zheng Qian might just hide in the deepest part of Niufeng Mountain? That way, our forces will be scattered, and he'll have the opportunity to challenge us one by one?"

After thinking for a moment, Liu Jiyuan replied, "What you said is also possible. No matter how powerful Zheng Qian is, he can't possibly fight seven or eight experts of the same level at the same time. He can only defeat two or three at most. So we need to go deep into Niufeng Mountain as soon as possible to capture Zheng Qian and get his 30,000 mid-grade spirit crystals."

The members of the Ban Dao Gang must use broadswords; it is their symbol and a requirement of their martial arts. The Thirty-Six Styles of Broadsword Techniques and the Seven-Seven Broadsword Formation are the foundation of the Ban Dao Gang's survival. Liu Jiyuan firmly believes that as long as the twelve of them don't separate, they can defeat not just one Zheng Qian, but even five Zheng Qians wouldn't be enough for them.

Led by Liu Jiyuan, the geniuses of the Ban Dao Gang sped up. They lagged behind the group because they dared not enter Qianfeng Mountain before You Laohu and his group. After all, the strength of the Ban Dao Gang was far inferior to that of the four major forces, and they could not afford to offend them.

Liu Jiyuan led the way, with the other eleven running behind. They trampled the grass, snapped the saplings, and the noise of their running could be heard from ten meters away.

Zheng Qian sensed the fluctuations emanating from the space and silently followed to the back of the group, becoming the thirteenth person.

His palm transformed into a blade, striking the last genius of the Board Knife Gang on the back of the neck the instant everyone's footsteps landed.

The genius of the Ban Dao Gang instantly fainted. Before his body collapsed, Zheng Qian reached out, picked him up, quickly searched him, and threw him into the bushes.

The number of members in the Ban Dao Gang is constantly decreasing, but those in front are completely unaware that their gang members behind them are also dwindling.

"Fourth brother, you're usually the most clever. Do you think Zheng Qian might be hiding in Mafeng Mountain? After all, Mafeng Mountain is the dividing line of the competition venue. If he's surrounded, Mafeng Mountain is the best place to escape." Liu Jiyuan was still analyzing Zheng Qian's whereabouts, but he didn't notice that there was only one person running behind him, and this person wasn't carrying a heavy sword as big as a door like the others.

"No, he's at Qianfeng Mountain."

Liu Jiyuan tensed up instantly upon hearing the voice; he knew from the voice that the person behind him was Zheng Qian.