Nothing More Than This
Everyone lamented and sighed at Zhang Yang's downfall.
To everyone else, how could someone who's completely engulfed in flames possibly survive?
"Hahaha!" A wild, Zhang Yang laugh descended from the sky. "The Solar Heavenly Art is nothing more than this!"
Zhou Lin, I told you long ago, you are not worthy to be my opponent.
If you don't even have the confidence to face me, then your life will just end like this.
Now, watch how I defeat you!
With a burst of Zhang Yang laughter, the light on the entire arena intensified, a golden glow blooming above the arena. A massive fire spread rapidly in all directions, quickly engulfing the arena area.
The terrifying flames caused the crowd watching from below the arena to hastily retreat.
Only a few people stopped beside the arena, using their own strength to feel the power within the flames.
In their perception, they sensed light and heat, vibrant life, and a power capable of destroying everything.
"What's that?" someone shouted, pointing towards the arena.
Everyone rushed over to look, and when they saw what was happening on the stage, they were all dumbfounded.
Zhang Yang stood in the air, his two shimmering "wings" extending outwards, transforming into wings three or four meters long. The wings were still glowing, and wisps of flame hung down from Fire Wings, further amplifying the power of the light and fire on the entire arena.
"This... isn't this the legendary Vermilion Bird?" One-Guard Monastery Ling Xu blankly at Zhang Yang. "How could he... how did he become like this? What exactly happened?"
"Yeah, what exactly happened?"
This is a question everyone wants to ask.
At this moment, everyone could see clearly that it was not a pair of Zhang Yang wings at all, but a wondrous convergence of Power of Principle that formed something like wings.
Compared to the confusion and shock of the crowd below the arena, Zhou Lin on the arena felt fear.
He stared in disbelief at Zhang Yang's "Fire Wings" form, unable to utter a single word.
Because when those Fire Wings appeared, the Laws of Heaven and Earth on the entire arena went out of control.
It was noon, the time when the Sun was at its most intense. The Solar Heavenly Art could easily unleash extraordinary strength, which was why Zhou Lin chose to start his battle with Zhang Yang at noon.
However, when Zhang Yang's Fire Wings appeared, Zhou Lin discovered that all the Sun power he had gathered through his Solar Heavenly Art had been stolen by Zhang Yang.
In other words, at this moment on the arena, Zhou Lin could only use his physical strength and spiritual power; he couldn't use any other Power of Principle at all!
How could Zhou Lin possibly compete in this situation?
At that moment, Zhou Lin felt utterly hopeless.
He had mastered the unparalleled Cultivation Method of the sect's founder, and was preparing to astound the world, which indeed amazed everyone.
However, his amazing performance was just a flash in the pan!
With a slight movement, Zhang Yang hovered directly in front of Zhou Lin, looking down at Zhou Lin, and said calmly, "As a genius, one should have the arrogance of a genius, and also the spirit of a genius!"
Ordinary people all have the ambition to strive.
But you only think about taking shortcuts and don't dare to face difficulties at all.
I don't even want to consider you an opponent, and I can't be bothered to defeat you. Take your Identity Mark and get out of here!
Zhang Yang generously let Zhou Lin leave the stage, while also seemingly giving him a wake-up call.
However, this was not out of kindness.
He had already killed Zhou Qing, thus incurring the wrath of a Tribulation Transcendence Realm expert. If he were to kill Zhou Lin as well... the two Tribulation Transcendence Realm experts from the Myriad Spirits Sect would likely be heading straight for the Azure Cloud Sect. To alleviate the pressure on his master, he spared Zhou Lin.
Moreover, by saying this on purpose, he was essentially stabbing Zhou Lin in the Dao Heart of Dao.
If Zhou Lin didn't possess a sufficiently strong will, this would be enough to shatter all of Zhou Lin confidence.
If your Dao Heart collapses, what's the point of cultivation anymore?
Isn't this much more worthwhile than killing Zhou Lin?
Zhou Lin silently withdrew from the arena, not even bothering to retrieve his Identity Mark. He was too ashamed to even think about it, and even if he did, his mind wasn't on it at all. He felt utterly hopeless, his heart screaming: How could this be? How could my Solar Heavenly Art fail? How could I lose? This is the founding master's Cultivation Method!
Zhang Yang watched Zhou Lin walk off the stage, and then he felt awkward!
What should we do?!
He was all showy just now, but wouldn't that mean he'd be running around naked?
Even with all his spiritual energy, he couldn't sustain the Cultivation Method any longer!
"Eldest Senior Brother, how are you?" Situ Mingyue ran over and asked with a worried expression.
She was so worried just now. If she hadn't taught Zhang Yang the Taiyin Immortal Art, she would have been even more worried.
Having cultivated the Taiyin Immortal Art, she felt that her Taiyin Immortal Art could not possibly be weaker than the Solar Heavenly Art, so the danger should not be great.
But why is it still burning after all the treatment is finished?
"Go back! What are you doing here!" Zhang Yang snapped irritably.
"I was worried about you!" Situ Mingyue looked at Zhang Yang with a wronged expression.
She could only see Zhang Yang engulfed in flames, his face was completely obscured, and she had no idea what was wrong with Zhang Yang.
In fact, the crowd below the stage was also speechless.
They were looking at Zhang Yang, thinking, "You've already won, and you've even displayed amazing Cultivation Method. You've been impressive enough. Is there any need to keep being so arrogant?"
Soon, everyone realized what was happening and looked at Zhang Yang with strange expressions.
On the contrary, Situ Mingyue, who was so concerned that she lost her composure, had no idea of the reason.
"Zhou Lin, you fucking got me into trouble!"
Zhang Yang cursed Zhou Lin inwardly before saying irritably to Situ Mingyue, "Instead of worrying about me, why don't you find me some clothes!"
"Huh? Oh!" Situ Mingyue realized what was happening, then paused for a moment, before bursting into a strange laugh.
She hurriedly returned to the Formation Space to find her clothes.
Then, she held the clothes and looked at Zhang Yang strangely, wanting to see how Zhang Yang would put them on.
Zhang Yang was speechless. "Are you out of your mind?"
Why can't Qingxu just take it out?
Let Hu Dali do it!
Zhang Yang didn't want to mention what happened next; he didn't even want to recall it.
Situ Mingyue wore a strange smile, but her face was redder than blood. She didn't dare to look at anyone and hid back in the Formation Space to "bury herself in arduous cultivation."
Zhang Yang put on his clothes, forced himself to remain calm, coughed a few times, and walked towards the arena. "I didn't really exert myself in the last match, so I can still fight two more matches today. I hope everyone can bring their true strength and have a serious fight, without resorting to tricks. Otherwise, if I start using tricks, you definitely won't be able to handle it."
A burly man jumped onto the stage and said to Zhang Yang with a serious expression, "Originally, I also planned to observe your skills more before coming up to compete with you. But you are right, if a person does not have the courage to face everything, the courage to overcome difficulties, and the perseverance to never give up, they probably won't go far on the path of cultivation."
I am Qi Lang of the Sea-Heaven Pavilion, and also the leader of the Sea-Heaven Pavilion in this Prodigy Battlefield.
At this moment, there is no Azure Cloud Sect or Sea-Heaven Pavilion, only you and me.
I want to challenge you to a duel, even if I lose, it doesn't matter!
"Please!" Zhang Yang said earnestly.
"I cultivate the Boundless Sea Art!" Qi Lang reminded Zhang Yang, then suddenly roared, "The Boundless Ocean!"