The Ancient Martial Arts Aristocratic Clan, Zhu Bajie Finally Unleashes His Power

"This... this guy's combat awareness is absolutely terrifying! This kid is definitely not an ordinary person! Which sect is he a disciple of? Could he be a genius from some ancient martial Aristocratic Clan?"

After witnessing Yang Jian's performance, the onlookers were stunned. In particular, at the beginning, they all thought that Zhu Bajie had the victory in the bag, but they did not expect that the situation would change so drastically in the blink of an eye. This left many people unable to react for a moment and somewhat bewildered.

"Damn it, how is this kid so strong? How is this possible! How can he be so strong?" At this moment, seeing that he had gained the upper hand, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but secretly complain.

"Hahahaha, Zhu Bajie, you overestimate yourself too much! You think you can contend with me with your mere peak Spirit Severing Peak strength? You're far too presumptuous!" Yang Jian sneered, then spoke directly.

"What!? You... you..." Zhu Bajie was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, clearly unable to believe Yang Jian's words.

"Not bad, Zhu Bajie, now it's my turn to send you to your death. Let's play another game!" Yang Jian snorted coldly, then took a step forward, the Sword Qi on his Scarlet Firmament Sword becoming even more ferocious.

"Brush!"

Upon seeing Yang Jian's action, Zhu Bajie reacted instantly and swung his battle axe down towards Yang Jian's chest.

However, Yang Jian quickly became even faster, and his Scarlet Firmament Sword directly blocked Zhu Bajie's attack.

Seeing that Yang Jian had intercepted his attack once again, a disdainful sneer flashed across Zhu Bajie's lips. Then, in a flash, he reappeared behind Yang Jian.

"Bang!"

With another muffled thud, Zhu Bajie delivered another powerful punch to Yang Jian's back, sending Yang Jian flying once more.

"Bang!"

This time, Yang Jian's body crashed to the ground, then he stood up again and pounced on Zhu Bajie once more.

Upon seeing this, a solemn expression flashed across Zhu Bajie's face.

"Damn it, how can this bastard be so powerful!? This is bad, if we don't use our trump card soon, we might really be in danger today!" After seeing Yang Jian's appearance, Zhu Bajie's face also showed a strong sense of fear, his eyes were fixed on Yang Jian, and a solemn expression flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, Zhu Bajie also took out a blood-red jade pendant from his body without hesitation and crushed it.

"Hehehehe... You brat, this time, even the Heavenly King Laozi himself can't save you! You're going to die today!" Suddenly, Zhu Bajie's mouth split open, and a sinister voice came from Zhu Bajie. Then, Zhu Bajie's figure disappeared from the spot and instantly appeared next to Yang Jian. He then swung his battle axe and chopped it down hard on Yang Jian's body.

"What!? He actually hid his strength! It turns out he had already reached the Body Integration Realm! No wonder he dared to challenge me! Damn it, this kid is incredibly cunning, I must kill him!" Upon seeing Zhu Bajie's actions, the others around him were also shocked, their faces showing expressions of utter astonishment.

The speed that Zhu Bajie displayed just now was so unpredictable that everyone momentarily forgot about his true cultivation level.

Moreover, Zhu Bajie has actually been hiding his strength, which has shocked them all. How could an Integrated Body Realm Cultivator be hiding his strength?

Once he grows up, he will definitely become a terrifying existence, a super strong individual.

"Hmph! Trying to escape? Dream on!" Yang Jian sneered at the sight and kicked out. A powerful force surged from his foot and transformed into a blur as he charged fiercely towards Zhu Bajie.

"Bang!"

Upon witnessing the power of Yang Jian's kick, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but show a look of horror on his face. He clearly hadn't expected Yang Jian's strength to be so terrifying. He didn't dare to be careless and quickly concealed his aura before slashing down at Yang Jian with his sword.

"Clang!"

With a crisp sound, Yang Jian kicked Zhu Bajie's battle axe hard. Zhu Bajie was blasted back several steps by an incomparably domineering force, and then staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Not bad, I didn't expect you to be so strong. As expected of someone who possesses the Nine Netherworlds Mystic Art. However, although your strength is not bad, it is still somewhat weaker than mine!" Yang Jian nodded in satisfaction and then spoke.

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense and take this!" Upon hearing Yang Jian's words, Zhu Bajie roared and attacked Yang Jian once again.

"Hmph, a mere trick!" Yang Jian sneered upon seeing this, his figure instantly transforming into a streak of light and arriving behind Zhu Bajie. He then raised his foot and kicked Zhu Bajie hard in the buttocks.

"Snap!"

Zhu Bajie felt as if his entire thigh had been struck by an iron hammer. Instantly, his thigh went limp, and a piercing pain surged through him, causing Zhu Bajie to collapse to his knees on the ground.

"What!? How is this possible? How is this possible? How could this be?" Zhu Bajie's face was filled with utter shock.

He couldn't understand it at all. He was a master of the Body Integration Realm, while Yang Jian's cultivation was only at the Nascent Soul Realm. Logically speaking, Yang Jian? They were not even in the same league. This result was unbelievable to Zhu Bajie, because he could not imagine that Yang Jian's true strength was so formidable.

"Not good!"

However, Zhu Bajie's expression quickly changed, because Yang Jian's kick was so powerful that it shattered his kneecap, forcing him to kneel on the ground and bending his body completely.

"Bang!"

Zhu Bajie his teeth, then leaped into the air once more, charging directly towards Yang Jian.

"Hmph, overestimating yourself! Break!" Upon seeing Zhu Bajie's appearance, Yang Jian sneered and thrust out the Blood Soul Spear in his hand.

"Pfft!"