First Display of Talent, Unstoppable Momentum!

"Kid, it's over. I've found your weakness. I know your tricks. What other moves do you have? Use them all."

The mysterious man thought he could be invincible with the Gate of Myriad Wonders, but the key was that he had almost killed Ye Yang several times!

One looked incredibly disheveled, constantly dodging and evading, while the other aggressively pressed the attack. The contrast between the two was stark.

Puchi!

A flash of sword light, and a figure plummeted from above, followed by blood flowing from the wound.

"Kid, I told you, you're no match for me. Now is your death day. You can still consider my suggestion from earlier, or the consequences will be severe."

The man pressed forward step by step, without hesitation or a hint of mercy.

Strike the enemy when they're weak – that was one of his principles. He closed in instantly.

"How about it? Why make things difficult for yourself? I've made it clear: as long as you agree to my terms and work for me, I can let you go, even give you unparalleled opportunities."

"I can even tell you how my Gate of Myriad Wonders works, even teach you step-by-step, guaranteed to learn."

He pressed closer, radiating killing intent, while also trying to wheedle – a walking contradiction.

"Die! Accept the judgment of fate!"

Looking down from above, his aura was overwhelming. He had clearly gained the upper hand, launching one deadly attack after another. Sword Qi crisscrossed, and had already torn Ye Yang's clothes several times.

"Not good, this won't do. I'm going to die, I'm going to lose."

To confuse his enemy, to create the illusion of defeat, Ye Yang began his performance!

His goal was simple and direct: to mislead the other party, make him lower his guard, and then launch a fatal blow.

"How about it? There's still time to surrender. If you don't, there's no turning back."

The man smirked, the tip of his sword trembling slightly, as if it would turn into a death arrow at any moment, piercing Ye Yang's chest.

The man and his sword Qi were imposing. In contrast, Ye Yang was constantly on the defensive, unable to mount an effective attack. In his eyes, this was the best proof that he was inferior.

"How about it? I told you, don't challenge me, don't force me. Surrender obediently, and everything will be fine. Now it's too late. Give me your life."

Sword Qi stretched for eight hundred meters, and the Flying Immortal Sword was unstoppable. Several times, it almost took Ye Yang's life, but each time he managed to defuse the attack just in time!

"Kid, are you a rat? All you know how to do is dodge. Have the guts to face me head-on. Stop dawdling. You can't keep this up."

The mysterious man was riding high at this moment. He started his battle in this small forest, which was the best place he could have chosen, and would be the other man's burial ground.

"You can dodge today, but can you dodge every day? Take this!"

The man, with a backhand sword, stood before his chest, preparing to unleash a big move, because the other party had been challenging his patience and his limits, and he could no longer wait.

Buzz!

The long sword in his hand trembled constantly, emitting a special frequency that spread in all directions. He had obviously unleashed his true killing intent.

The sword hummed incessantly, forming a special sonic wave. As time passed, it directly formed a strange vibration.

"Kid, this is just a small trick of mine. Next, there will be a moment that will surprise you."

"Keep pretending. See how long you can keep it up. Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Delaying time in front of me won't work."

"Is that so? I'm very much looking forward to it. If you have the ability, kill me in one move. If you don't, don't talk nonsense."

While observing the other party, he frantically circulated his Primordial Chaos Creation Art.

Crack!

At first, he didn't care and there was no effect, but later it directly produced amazing destruction. Centered on him, within a radius of one hundred meters, not a blade of grass grew. Everything was mercilessly shattered into powder by the sound of the sword.

"How about it? This is just a small warning from me. Don't challenge my patience and my limits. Do you agree or not?"

Sunlight filtered through the sparse leaves, dappling his cold face, adding to his ferocity. He was excited, either because of the tension or because of the effect just now!

He was already in a state of madness. He would not use this move unless absolutely necessary, because this move puts a great strain on the soul.

If he was not careful, he would be backlashed and turned into a demon who only knew how to kill. He would not use it unless absolutely necessary, but right now this kid was as slippery as an eel, and he had to use a wide-ranging killing move.

"Kill…"

The sword came out like a dragon, unstoppable. He turned around and charged at Ye Yang again. After all, he was getting paid to eliminate trouble, and he couldn't ruin the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion's reputation because of himself.

A simple word had already expressed his attitude. He turned into a whirlwind and poured down on the young man in front of him.

Sword Qi crisscrossed, unstoppable, instantly enveloping him.

"Clang…"

Ye Yang didn't stand idle either, because he knew that once the enemy became completely angry, he would reveal a flaw. That was the effect he wanted, that was the possibility he wanted.

One move was stronger than the last, one sword was faster than the last. Until the end, the two were like lightning, turning into afterimages. Until the end, their figures were completely invisible.

"Kid, accept your fate. Stop struggling. Stop resisting."

"Is that so? I should be saying that to you."

A sly glint flashed in Ye Yang's eyes, and his body trembled slightly, as if he had really reached the end of his rope.

"You don't know how to live or die. I've already given you a chance. If you don't cherish it, don't blame me."

"Until the last moment, life and death are uncertain. How can you think you're going to kill me? How can you think you've got me in your grasp?"

"What? All you can do now is dodge, unable to launch any effective attacks. Isn't that right?"

Every move pressing, every move lethal. In his eyes, wasn't this his overwhelming dominance, not a sign of defeat?

"Alright, I've had enough playing with you. Now it's my turn."

Ye Yang suddenly stomped hard on the ground, his figure erupting like a cheetah pouncing on its prey. A short blade had appeared in his hand at some point, a flash of cold light aimed straight for the man's throat.

"Good kid, you really got me. No wonder you were pretending to be weaker, almost fell for your trick."

His initial display of talent was unstoppable. An ancient longsword had appeared in Ye Yang's hand at some point.

The moment the longsword appeared, his Soul-Chasing Life-夺命 Sword technique involuntarily unleashed, fully integrated and understood, its sword momentum aggressive and unstoppable.

"Clang!" This scene unfolded too quickly. A trace of astonishment flashed in the man's eyes. Caught off guard, he could only retreat hastily.

"What sword technique is this?" The man was stunned because he had always believed that his opponent didn't know any sword techniques, only possessing powerful physical strength. The result was a dramatic turn of events.

"Want to learn it? I can teach you."

Ye Yang sneered. Now the offense and defense had switched, and it was his turn to suppress the mysterious man before him.

"Bold! You really think I can't get rid of you?"

The reversal of offense and defense was enough to make him furious. At this moment, he was like a weakling whose scars had been completely exposed, shocked and humiliated.