Bang!
Bang!
Punch after punch, every punch lands hard.
How hard are Yang Zhen's fists?
The bullet hit Dong Tianming on the head without missing.
Finally Yang Zhen really didn't want to fight anymore. He leaped up and landed in front of Zhou Tong, saying loudly, "I'm done fighting! I admit defeat. This guy's head is just too hard. He truly deserves to be called a genius of the Upper Three Sects. I admire him. I'm scared."
Not playing anymore?
Before the group could recover from the shock, Yang Zhen actually admitted defeat?
Dong Tianming was completely dumbfounded. He had taken several punches to the head, all of which happened in the blink of an eye. Just as Yang Zhen leaped up, Dong Tianming had just thought of a way to throw Yang Zhen Yang Zhen off in an extremely cool manner and give him a fierce counterattack, which might seriously injure Yang Zhen in one blow.
Only in this way can we get back at those who were beaten to a pulp by Yang Zhen.
But before he could even make a move, Yang Zhen had already conceded defeat?
Admit defeat?
Is this even possible?
Before Dong Tianming could react, he crashed directly into a huge stone pillar in the training ground. With a deafening roar, the entire pillar shattered.
Zhou Tong reacted the fastest, having been somewhat prepared. However, upon hearing Yang Zhen admit defeat, he turned to Yang Zhen with a blank expression and asked, "Why did you admit defeat? Weren't you going to smash his head?"
Yang Zhen glanced at Tu Mieyang, whose expression was rather unpleasant, and whispered to Zhou Tong, "Shh, it's best to be lenient when possible. After all, we're all family. It wouldn't look good if you really knocked his head out of shape. You see, this ' Sage of Saunter ' is only giving Dong Tianming a way out because of you?"
Zhou Tong's lips twitched violently. "I don't believe you! There's no one more despicable than you in this world. You call this giving Dong Tianming a way out?"
Dong Tianming, did he make that step by banging his head against a pillar?
Seeing Yang Zhen's serious expression, Zhou Tong was speechless and stared at Tu Mieyang in disbelief.
The people around slowly came to their senses, their faces filled with horror as they looked at Dong Tianming crawling out of the rubble.
When Dong Tianming faced Yang Zhen, he didn't even have a chance to react before Yang Zhen punched him several times while riding on his head.
Yang Zhen... is that powerful?
As Dong Tianming crawled out of the rubble, his face ashen, he roared furiously and charged madly towards Yang Zhen, startling everyone.
He was furious, True Qi furious.
But all of that is nonsense. Anyone would be just as angry if someone with a cultivation level a whole level lower than their own were to ride on their head and punch them several times.
Yang Zhen, however, also looked completely bewildered, as if Dong Tianming was being unreasonable and had given him face, yet he didn't appreciate it.
This... this is a despicable person; I must never provoke them again.
All the disciples from the Six Sects instinctively took a step back.
roar--!
A deafening roar erupted, and Dong Tianming unleashed a near-violent surge of energy. He leaped into the air, his longsword humming and flashing with dazzling light, as he charged at Yang Zhen once more.
Yang Zhen glanced at Tu Mieyang and rolled up his sleeves.
Tu Mieyang's expression changed, and he snorted coldly. With a casual wave of his hand, Dong Tianming's body flew uncontrollably toward Tu Mieyang.
Yang Zhen was taken Final Step by this single move. As expected of such a powerful being as Linmen Yijiao, his control over power had reached such a terrifying level. At least Yang Zhen couldn't do that yet.
Dong Tianming landed heavily beside Tu Mieyang, his face full of confusion, and roared at Yang Zhen, "I'm going to kill him!"
A flash of anger crossed Tu Mieyang's face. He shook his head and said in a deep voice, "You are no match for him."
Upon hearing this, Dong Tianming staggered, nearly dropping his longsword.
Not a match for Yang Zhen?
If anyone else had said these words, Dong Tianming would probably have already stabbed them with his sword. But it was Tu Mieyang who said them, so even though Dong Tianming felt bad, he had no way to refute them.
No one knew Dong Tianming's strength better than Tu Mieyang. He said that Dong Tianming was no match for Yang Zhen, and therefore Dong Tianming was no match for Yang Zhen.
The surrounding crowd gasped, completely baffled by what this was all about.
Yang Zhen suddenly conceded defeat, and Tu Mieyang even openly said that Dong Tianming was no match for Yang Zhen.
So... who really won?
At times like this, there's no need to consider who wins or loses.
Tu Mieyang stepped forward with a solemn expression, stared at Yang Zhen for a long time, then smiled meaningfully and said, "I didn't expect that even I misjudged you. Your strength is very strong, even stronger than we imagined."
Yang Zhen grinned, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "I dare not accept such praise!"
Tu Mieyang glanced at Zhou Tong and said, "However..."
At this point, Tu Mieyang's expression turned serious. He stared at Yang Zhen and said, enunciating each word clearly, "I had no intention of interfering in your matter with Zhou Tong. However, Zhou Tong represents the reputation of the Three Palaces and Six Sects. Your desire to become his master, even if it's just a joke, is enough to make the world laugh at our Three Palaces and Six Sects. Even if I don't stand up and demand an explanation, the Three Palaces will not let you off the hook..."
Yang Zhen shrugged and said, "So we still have to compete?"
Tu Mieyang chuckled and looked at Zhou Tong, asking, "Old man, what do you think?"
Zhou Tong's face showed a look of rage as he stared at Tu Mieyang and said, "Old man, don't go too far. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
Tu Mieyang laughed heartily and said, "You and I have sparred countless times, and each time the outcome is evenly matched. So you naturally don't need to be afraid of me. But Yang Zhen boasted that he would teach you how to defeat me. What do you say about that?"
"You..." Zhou Tong narrowed his eyes, about to speak, when Yang Zhen suddenly stepped forward.
"You two... a draw?"
Seeing the curious look on Yang Zhen's face, Zhou Tong sneered and said, "If this goes on for too long, I'll exhaust this old man to death."
That would mean a true draw.
Yang Zhen wore a half-smile, clicking his tongue in amazement at Zhou Tong, and said, "It seems you don't have a very high status in your circle."
Zhou Tong rolled his eyes at Yang Zhen. That was obvious; how could someone have a high status if they couldn't completely dominate Tu Mieyang?
Tu Mieyang looked at Yang Zhen with a look of surprise and uncertainty, and the others also looked at Yang Zhen with curiosity.
Yang Zhen patted Zhou Tong on the shoulder and said, "I've slightly modified your Heavenly Severance Dragon Elephant Sword from the Heavenly Severance Sect. Take it and see if you can knock Tu Mieyang's head off."
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, not only were the disciples from the other five sects present stunned, but even Zhou Tong was dumbfounded. He stared blankly at Yang Zhen and hesitantly asked, "Slightly... modified?"
What do you mean by "slightly modified"?
Can Cultivation Method be changed at will?
If it could truly be changed, would the Heavenly Severance Dragon Elephant Sword still be the Heavenly Severance Dragon Elephant Sword?
Yang Zhen nodded and said, "Okay, the change is a bit drastic. If you think the name 'Heavenly Severance Dragon Elephant Sword ' is inappropriate, we can rename it ' Heavenly Severance Dragon Elephant Sword Version 1.0 '."
Everyone: "???"