Yang Jian's Terrifying Strength

"Everyone, you should all know, right? I'm going to participate in this Daluo Golden Immortal Selection Tournament. I want to be in the top eight. As long as I'm in the top eight, I'll have a chance to participate in the Kunlun Sect Disciple Championship, and there will be generous rewards. You should all know Yang Jian from the Kunlun Sect, right? There are two spots for first place in this selection tournament, and I'll be second." A man in blue robes stood in front of the crowd and shouted to the people below.

"Hiss~!"

The cultivators gasped in shock.

"This Yang Jian is truly terrifying! In just a few months, he's become a disciple of the Kunlun Sect! And he even secured two spots! This is absolutely astonishing. No wonder he dares to say such things; with his strength, he certainly has the right to say so!"

"Yes! Yang Jian is indeed terrifying. It seems extremely difficult for us to even make it into the top ten in this selection competition!"

"That's right, Yang Jian truly lives up to his idol's reputation, he's incredibly strong!"

"Just who is Yang Jian? How can he be so powerful? Didn't he already break through to the Golden Immortal Realm? How can he become so strong in such a short time? This is simply illogical!"

The crowd was buzzing with discussion, but Yang Jian listened with a slight smile. He heard their murmurs, but he didn't care. He knew that something would soon happen during the selection process, and then these people would stop talking about him.

"Hmph! You all try to show off in front of me. Do you think you can cover up your failures like this? You underestimate me, Yang Jian!" A cold smile appeared on Yang Jian's face.

"Yang Jian, don't be arrogant. One day, I will trample you under my feet. When that day comes, you will be kneeling on the ground begging for mercy. I will make sure you remember the sight of you begging for mercy for the rest of your life!" a young man said through gritted teeth.

"You must be that Little White named Han Zhongli, right? Haven't you always said I'm not worthy to be your opponent? Then do you dare to fight me? If I lose, I, Yang Jian, will cut off my own arm and withdraw from the stage of West Ox Hezhou from now on. But if you lose, you will cut off your own arm and will no longer be able to swagger around in West Ox Hezhou!" Yang Jian said calmly.

"You..." Han Zhongli's nostrils flared with anger, "Yang Jian, don't push your luck!"

"Hehe, do you dare to accept the challenge?" Yang Jian chuckled.

"What is there to be afraid of!" Han Zhongli said coldly.

"Alright, since you've agreed, let's have a contest right here. I wonder if you dare accept my challenge?" Yang Jian said coldly.

"What's there to be afraid of? I'm just afraid you can't afford to lose!" Han Zhongli said coldly.

"Haha, don't worry, what I, Yang Jian, say goes. No matter what, I won't let you down. Let's go, let's fight to the death right here!" Yang Jian laughed and then flew away into the distance.

"Walk!"

"Walk!"

Upon seeing Yang Jian for the battle, everyone became excited and chased after him.

They moved very quickly, arriving in front of an enormous ancient tree in the blink of an eye.

"Yang Jian, you dare to fight me here? Aren't you being too arrogant? Do you think I wouldn't dare?" Seeing Yang Jian stop under the ancient tree, Han Zhongli shouted coldly and leaped onto a boulder in front of Yang Jian.

Yang Jian glanced at Han Zhongli and said calmly, "If you dare, why wouldn't I? Do you think I, Yang Jian, am afraid of you?"

"Alright! I'll wait for you here. Come on up!" Han Zhongli shouted, directly pushing his Immortal Essence Power to its peak.

"Hmph!" Yang Jian snorted coldly, then his figure flashed and he instantly appeared in front of Han Zhongli. With a "whoosh," he swung the Xuanyuan Jian Sword in his hand and slashed down fiercely.

Han Zhongli was prepared and immediately unleashed his Law Treasure, clashing with Yang Jian's Xuanyuan Jian.

"Ding ding ding!"

The two swords clashed violently, scattering bursts of dazzling sparks.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, a violent shockwave swept out, as if the surrounding space had been torn apart, sending countless fragments of rock flying and dust billowing everywhere.

"Hmm? This Yang Jian does have some strength. It seems he was hiding his cultivation level before, otherwise he would definitely not be a match for Han Zhongli!" Yang Jian muttered to himself.

"Hmph! Yang Jian, don't forget, you haven't even reached the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm yet, while I have been at the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm for many years. Moreover, my physical body is extremely powerful. Let's see how long you can hold out!" Han Zhongli sneered with a ferocious expression, and involuntarily increased the intensity of his attack, with terrifying power surging wildly towards the Xuanyuan Jian.

"Boom! Boom!"

A series of muffled explosions suddenly erupted in the void as Han Zhongli and Yang Jian clashed fiercely.

Terrifying gusts of wind raged through the void, unleashing a violent force that leveled the surrounding mountains.

"Boom!"

Another explosion rang out, and Yang Jian and Han Zhongli's attacks were instantly locked in a stalemate, neither able to gain the upper hand. Both of them showed a look of shock on their faces.

"How is this possible! I can't even defeat him! How could his strength suddenly become so powerful? Is he stronger than me? No, I clearly sensed that he only broke through to the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm not many years ago!" Han Zhongli was shocked, his eyes fixed on Yang Jian, his heart filled with horror.

He couldn't understand why Yang Jian's strength had suddenly increased so much.

"Han Zhongli, I know you are also very strong, but I will never lose to you! I, Yang Jian, will not be defeated by anyone. Let's continue, our battle has only just begun!" Yang Jian said calmly, his aura rising once again.

Then, Yang Jian's figure blurred, and he charged towards Han Zhongli once again, his Xuanyuan Jian slashing wildly down once more.

"Hmph, your strength is indeed not bad, but you have no chance of winning against me. Prepare to die, and see how I kill you!" Seeing Yang Jian charging towards him again, Han Zhongli shouted coldly, his figure blurred, and his sword slashed down fiercely. Instantly, a Sword-Ray swept towards Yang Jian.

"Bang!"

With another muffled thud, the Xuanyuan Jian was blocked, and the two forces collided once more. Yang Jian was sent flying, spitting out blood, and staggered back several steps before regaining his footing, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.