Terrifying Threat!

To accommodate the requirements of the martial arts arena, Tang Jie naturally had to cooperate.

This was Tang Jie's fourteenth match. He had won the previous thirteen, defeating each opponent with a single strike. It was precisely because of this that, under the arena's promotion, Tang Jie became known as the undefeated king, the Bull Demon King.

Each match attracted numerous spectators eager to witness if the so-called Bull Demon King was truly as powerful as rumored. In just one year, thanks to Tang Jie, ticket prices for the arena had soared, and every event was sold out. Otherwise, the arena wouldn't have offered Tang Jie the exorbitant appearance fee of three thousand taels of silver per match!

"Bull Demon King, I am Li Zhan. You are strong... but I will defeat you!" Li Zhan stared intently at Tang Jie, his expression grave. Tang Jie's roar just now had shaken Li Zhan. He knew this Bull Demon King was incredibly powerful, possibly the strongest martial artist he had ever faced. He had to give it his all.

Tang Jie remained silent. Within the Bull Demon King persona at the arena, he was portrayed as a ruthless, taciturn, invincible king who spoke no unnecessary words, only crushing opponents with absolute power.

"The match begins!" the host announced the start of the fight.

"Whoosh!"

The moment the words fell, Li Zhan stomped his foot and charged at Tang Jie with incredible speed. Facing an opponent who exerted such immense pressure on him, Li Zhan chose to strike first.

"Kill!"

Li Zhan, wielding a saber in one hand and a shield in the other, closed in on Tang Jie. He unleashed a sharp saber strike that cut through the air. The blow was both fast and fierce, infused with inner strength, its saber energy like the wind. Few martial artists could withstand a full-power strike from a first-rate expert like Li Zhan!

However...

"Clang!"

Tang Jie moved suddenly, his right hand grasping the hilt of the saber at his waist, channeling his strength.

Draw Saber: Iron Cutting!

"Chiiing!"

The Iron Cutting Saber scraped against its sheath, emitting a sharp, piercing cry like an enraged dragon roaring. A silver-white blade light, like a cascading waterfall, slashed out furiously!

The void itself seemed to split open with a tiny crack. Although Tang Jie drew his saber second, at this moment, it felt as if he had struck first. The speed of this strike surpassed the imagination of ordinary people.

"Crack!"

The sabers collided. In an instant, sparks flew. Li Zhan's saber was cleanly severed in the middle, utterly overwhelmed!

"What?"

Li Zhan's pupils contracted violently. His saber was infused with inner strength, yet in the brief moment of impact, it was cut in half without any suspense? What kind of terrifying strike was this?

Acting almost purely on instinct honed by countless battles, Li Zhan raised the metal round shield in his left hand to block Tang Jie's strike.

"I must block this strike!" Li Zhan no longer harbored any thought of defeating Tang Jie. He only hoped to withstand Tang Jie's blow, which, in a way, would be a victory for him!

The Bull Demon King only needed one strike to defeat an opponent. If he could force the Bull Demon King to use a second strike, that would be something to be proud of!

"Bang!"

But the moment the blade struck the shield, Li Zhan's entire body trembled. He felt as if he wasn't hitting a saber, but a maddened bull, an enraged dragon – immensely powerful and unstoppable!

With a dull explosion, Li Zhan's sturdy body was sent flying backward by the immense force of the strike. The metal round shield in his hand, unable to bear the strain, shattered. Metal fragments, like bullets, peppered his body, leaving him bloody and bruised.

As he crashed to the ground, Li Zhan was stunned. He couldn't even feel the pain of his left arm's bones breaking from the impact.

"I lost... defeated in a single exchange..." Li Zhan muttered to himself. Both his body and spirit had suffered a massive blow. He was already a first-rate martial artist, considered top-tier among martial artists, but today, facing Tang Jie and being overwhelmed by that terrifying strike left him in disbelief.

"This... this..."

Tang Tianhao, witnessing the scene below, gasped. What kind of fearsome strike was that? Tang Tianhao, skilled in the Iron Cutting Saber Art, was confident that few could withstand his own strikes. Yet, this Bull Demon King's strike was practically transcendent, utterly dominant, as if nothing could resist it!

Li Zhan was easily dispatched with a single strike. Tang Tianhao believed that even if he himself faced this Bull Demon King, the outcome would likely be the same, and it would be difficult to force the Bull Demon King to use a second strike!

"How about that? I told you the Bull Demon King was absolutely invincible! He's the strongest martial artist I've ever seen, and he's so young. It's not impossible for him to become a renowned Martial Arts Grandmaster in the future!"

Cheng Yuan said proudly, feeling honored and thinking it foolish of the others to have doubted the Bull Demon King's strength.

"Strong... he's truly strong!" the man in green gasped, awestruck by the Bull Demon King's power. Even their gang leader was likely no match for him! That terrifying strike was soul-shattering!

Tang Tianhao chuckled wryly, "My son is also devoted to martial arts. If he can reach the realm of this Bull Demon King in the future, I will be content."

Tang Tianhao thought of his own son, who was also obsessed with martial arts. If Tang Jie could reach the level of the Bull Demon King before him, he would be proud!

Tang Tianhao would never have imagined that this valiant, invincible Bull Demon King, with his disheveled hair and undefeated record, was his own son, Tang Jie!

"Not bad, I only used fifty percent of my strength just now."

Tang Jie looked at Li Zhan, who lay on the ground, stunned by the blow to his confidence and unable to get up for a long time. He nodded with satisfaction. Tang Jie's Boyhood Art had already reached the fourth level. The strike just now wasn't his full power; he had only used fifty percent of his strength.

"Roar!"

Tang Jie raised both hands, roaring at the sky, basking in the glory of the crowd's adoration!

"Bull Demon King!"

"Invincible Bull Demon King!"

Amidst the fervent cheers of the crowd, Tang Jie exited the arena through the entrance passage.

"Amazing... your strength seems even greater than before!"

Back in the preparation room, Tang Jie removed his mask. Manager Mu, who had been waiting, stepped forward, his voice filled with admiration.

Manager Mu had watched over a dozen of Tang Jie's matches and could clearly sense that Tang Jie was more at ease, almost as if he hadn't exerted his full strength!

Tang Jie smiled. Of course, his strength was greater than before, and it would continue to grow! He couldn't possibly stand still, could he?

"Here are three thousand taels of silver notes. I look forward to your next match," Manager Mu said, handing Tang Jie a prepared banknote.

"Thank you." Tang Jie took it. Now that his cultivation was getting deeper, he needed even more resources.

After Tang Jie finished his martial arts match, he left the fighting arena and rested for a night in Lingyue City.

The next morning, Tang Jie purchased a large quantity of Qi and Blood Pills, clearing out all the pills from the Spirit Medicine Pavilion, and then set off on his return journey.

Tang Jie's current inner strength cultivation had reached the level of a super first-rate expert. The consumption generated during his cultivation required him to eat Qi and Blood Pills like candy!

"This world is vast..." Tang Jie lay on the seat in the carriage, lost in thought. Currently, Tang Jie was already a rare powerhouse among martial artists, but he knew clearly that even so, he was merely an ordinary person in this world.

In this world, there were cultivators and demons. As for Tang Jie, he was just a small martial artist, not even qualified to come into contact with such things!

All Tang Jie could do was to continuously strengthen himself!

"Whoa!"

At this moment, the moving carriage suddenly stopped, and the coachman's startled cry rang out.

"You... Who are you?" the coachman shouted in alarm, as if someone outside the carriage had stopped them.

This made Tang Jie's eyes sharpen. He felt an icy aura, an extremely dangerous aura. That aura came from outside the carriage. This was the first time Tang Jie had felt threatened!

"Bull Demon King, you're inside the carriage, aren't you? Come out and let's meet."

A hoarse voice sounded from outside the carriage, like the sound of sandpaper rubbing against glass, grating and extremely uncomfortable.

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