One-Sided? Impossible Mission?

"It's him, it's definitely him, no mistake. I saw his portrait just now, it's this person."

The moment Ye Yang appeared, everyone's expressions became incredibly interesting!

Keep in mind, he's single-handedly barging into the dragon's den, and on the Azure Cloud Sword Sect's turf, no less.

"Indeed, is there some kind of misunderstanding here? He dares to come alone, without any other helpers. Does he really think he's throwing caution to the wind, or is he just brimming with confidence?"

Everyone looked over, wanting to use their own methods to see just what kind of ability this young man possessed to have such strength and skill.

Before things even started, everyone was already pessimistic about his chances, except for that fool who spent a fortune betting on Ye Yang to win. No one else chose him.

He instantly attracted everyone's attention, and people were discussing and speculating about just who he was.

"Big brother, are you kidding me? Are you trying to trick me? This isn't something to joke about. We need to take it one step at a time, or we won't be able to explain ourselves."

One of them turned serious. He didn't know what the other was getting at.

"Don't worry, this is the last thing I would joke about with you. Absolutely impossible."

The speaker gently patted the other's shoulder, his eyes full of sincerity and determination.

He slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping over the surprised, curious, and skeptical faces around him, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"What's going on? Why do I have this feeling? Could he really be the Heaven-Chosen? Could he really be the child of destiny?"

Sunlight streamed through the sparse clouds, bathing him in a faint golden glow, as if the air itself was filled with an undeniable confidence and composure.

"Why are you all staring at me like that? Am I really that impressive? I'm just an ordinary person here to keep an appointment."

Ye Yang felt a little awkward being stared at by so many people. He didn't know what they wanted.

At first, it was just one person, but eventually, everyone was looking at him, sizing him up, and those gazes were just uncomfortable.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and everyone's attention was drawn to him, even their breathing seemed to catch in their throats.

"Damn it, what kind of trick did this kid use? Everyone's attention is on him. Does he have a protagonist halo or something?"

One wrong step leads to another, and a small mistake can cause a chain reaction. Some people were watching the show, but more were taking a "Schadenfreude" attitude.

As time slowly passed, the atmosphere became unusually serious. One of them looked around and realized that the time was just right.

"Let's begin, I'm in a hurry, and I hope you don't disappoint me."

Ye Yang's voice was clear and firm. He lightly flicked his sleeves, like a general about to take the stage, his eyes flashing with a light that could not be ignored.

"What? This kid is urging us on? Is he out of his mind? Shouldn't he be thinking about how to admit defeat, how to back down, how to escape from here?"

"That's right, does he really think he's a god of war, really think he has absolute control, really think he can control everything?"

"If you ask me, this kid's just lost it. He's spouting nonsense here, thinking we're here to cheer him on. We're just here to watch him make a fool of himself."

The surrounding air seemed to freeze with his words, and everyone felt an invisible pressure quietly spreading.

"What powerful aura, what transcendent composure. Does this kid really have the strength? Or is he just a waste, and nothing affects him?"

Ye Yang lightly tapped his toes and leaped like a swallow to an open space. He held an ancient sword in his hand, its blade gleaming with a faint blue light, making it even more mysterious in the sunlight.

"Heh, so what if I admit you're strong? Since I dared to come, I've already prepared myself. I won't be afraid of you, and I won't be intimidated by you."

At that moment, as a sonorous voice rang out, everyone had to admire his courage, his sense of responsibility, or rather, no one had his sense of responsibility and courage.

"Old partner, let's have a good, hearty drunk today, let them know how powerful you are, let them know that you're not to be trifled with, and you're not just anyone."

Ye Yang pointed his sword at the sky, the tip of the sword trembling slightly, as if resonating with the heavens and earth. A contest of honor and strength was quietly beginning in this fleeting moment.

To show how seriously it was taking this matter, the Azure Cloud Sword Sect specifically sent four elders to maintain order. Each of them was incredibly powerful, with the lowest cultivation level being the eighth level of Martial Saint.

Any one of them could easily found a sect, but in this sect, they were just outer elders.

One could imagine just how profound and powerful the inner elders were, it was simply unimaginable. This was the foundation of a super sect.

"Kid, are you ready? If you're ready, just say so and we'll officially begin. Once it starts, there's no stopping halfway unless someone actively admits defeat."

"That's right, this isn't a joke. Of course, if you have any personal grudges, you can also settle them on the Heaven's Pride Arena. You can sign a life-and-death agreement, it's up to your own decisions and plans."

Everyone became expectant, wanting to enjoy this wonderful show, not wanting to waste time, and not wanting things to get too complicated.

"Esteemed elders, there are no problems. I can make a move at any time, I can attack at any time, let's begin."

Ye Yang knew that they were just putting on a show, and of course, they would favor the people of their sect!

"Keep pretending, keep pretending in front of me. Let's see how long you can keep it up. Don't think I don't know, don't think I'm not aware."

But he didn't care. In the face of absolute strength, what kind of waves could they make? Besides, they had already fought yesterday.

Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, attacking the mind is the best. Underhanded methods are difficult to bring to the main stage, but they were very direct, simply using the simplest, most primitive weapons to resolve the battle and determine the outcome.

"Very well, I was originally going to let you off easy, let you retreat in the face of difficulty. Since you're so ungrateful, then don't blame me for being impolite."

Ye Yang had already flatly rejected them. How could they have such a good thing for him to do?

"Very well, since that's the case, then there's nothing more to say. Take this!"

"That's exactly what I wanted. Come on."

Before the two had even truly fought, sparks were already flying, and heaven and earth seemed to be silent at this moment.