The scene instantly fell silent, and everyone's gaze turned towards Zhao Letian, their eyes filled with anticipation.
Things just got interesting. Nie Yun is actually challenging Zhao Letian. It's unknown whether Zhao Letian will accept the challenge, but with his strength, he should not be afraid of the challenge from someone of the same rank.
However, Nie Yun seems to be no ordinary person. If he could defeat Zhao Letian, that would be even more interesting. This is something everyone in Qingzhou City and the Galaxy Sect of the same generation aspires to but is unable to achieve. If Nie Yun has the strength, they naturally wouldn't mind leaving Zhao Letian to follow Nie Yun.
"Master, don't go up there. This battle, win or lose, will be of no benefit to you. If you lose to him, it will damage your reputation. If you defeat him, it may provoke trouble with the Nie Family." Da Hu whispered secretly, being born in War King City, he knew very well how powerful the Nie Family was. Provoking the Nie Family would make it impossible to get by in War King City. Zhao Letian, whose wings had not yet hardened, should not provoke such a terrifying force like the Nie Family. It would be better to bear with it for the time being.
"Da Hu, you are wrong. If I don't go up, can I really keep my reputation? If a martial artist does not have a brave, fearless Martial Arts Heart, they cannot become an exceptional powerhouse. Escaping is not the solution. Remember this saying, 'Better to be a real man for three seconds than a coward for a lifetime.' As long as it's the right thing, there is no need to be timid. Even if it means paying with your life, one must bravely face the hardships." Zhao Letian solemnly transmitted his message. This is his Martial Arts Heart, preferring to break rather than bend.
Backing down from a fight would damage his Martial Arts Heart, not conducive to future cultivation, he must accept the challenge. Thischapterwasmadepossiblebythe*community.
Saying this, Zhao Letian boldly stepped onto the ring without any fear.
"Better to be a real man for three seconds than a coward for a lifetime..." Da Hu thoughtfully muttered to himself, suddenly feeling a sense of shame. He had always thought that their group of five brothers were brave enough, but after hearing Zhao Letian's words, he realized that in terms of martial arts cultivation, their understanding was far less profound than Zhao Letian's, their determination far less firm. Perhaps this was the biggest gap between them and Zhao Letian.
Seeing Zhao Letian walk onto the ring without a word, Nie Yun couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
He didn't expect that this country bumpkin from a small place would actually have quite a bit of courage. Perhaps this is what people mean by 'ignorance is bliss.' If this kid knew how powerful he, Nie Yun, was, he certainly wouldn't dare to step onto the ring.
"Are you not seeking a battle? Come on up."
Zhao Letian stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his white robes fluttering in the wind. He coldly looked down at Nie Yun on the ground and proudly said.
"Heh, good, kid. Soon, you will know how weak and insignificant the strength you take pride in really is. A person from a small place should not be too arrogant. You are just like froths at the bottom of a well, completely oblivious to how vast the outside world is. Maybe you're a genius in your hometown, but here in War King City, where crouching tigers and hidden dragons abound, your pitiful talent isn't worth mentioning." Nie Yun laughed coldly, leaping gracefully onto the ring.
"Your ability to talk nonsense is quite strong, let's hope your strength doesn't disappoint too much." Zhao Letian indifferently said.
"Since you're so eager to find death, this young master will grant your wish. One palm strike will let you see how big our gap is. Shaking Cloud Palm, go!" Nie Yun shouted deeply, throwing out a palm seal with an astonishingly powerful momentum, heading straight for Zhao Letian, as if it could shatter the very space of the ring itself.
"Demon Suppression Seal, kill!"
Zhao Letian's first move was the Dao Seal Demon Suppressing Palm, a palm seal outlined with array patterns equally imposing, clashing head-on with a bang.
In the blink of an eye, the two palm seals collided mid-air, the ferocious True Yuan power spreading from the point of contact, sweeping out wave after wave that sent the onlookers who were too close to the arena flying. However, the palm seals themselves seemed indestructible, stubbornly clashing in midair in a fierce battle.
Both Zhao Letian and Nie Yun furrowed their brows, their eyes showing an unbelievable shock. Neither of them had expected to face off against an opponent of equal footing.
Zhao Letian reflected that since restoring his cultivation level, he had never encountered anyone of the same level who could contend with him. Nie Yun was the first, even though he had only used the Demon Suppression Seal and had not yet employed the more powerful Demon Suppression Seal, whereas the Shaking Cloud Palm used by Nie Yun was clearly a powerful Dark Level Middle Stage Martial Technique.
Nie Yun was equally astonished. Within War King City, aside from a few freakishly talented individuals that were well-known throughout the city, he had never met anyone of the same level who could match him in combat. He could never have imagined that this country bumpkin from a small place could actually stand against him, even if he had not yet used his strongest move.
At the same time, the crowd at the scene was also extremely shocked.
The people of War King City knew very well how strong Nie Yun was. He was a true genius, far beyond any so-called talents from small places. It was unbelievable that Zhao Letian could compete with Nie Yun.
On the other hand, the people from Qingzhou City and Galaxy Sect understood just how monstrous Zhao Letian was. He was a demon-level genius who had even forcibly slain individuals in the True Martial Fifth Realm. They did not expect that upon arriving in War King City, any random genius could match him.
"Shocking Cloud Palm!"
Nie Yun's face turned grim, and his mood was foul. With a cold shout, he directly executed his strongest palm technique, intent on defeating Zhao Letian in one strike to regain his face.
"Demon Suppression Seal!"
Zhao Letian also bellowed, flipping his hand to release the Demon Suppression Seal, comparable to a Dark Level Middle Stage Martial Technique. He refused to believe that with the inherited memories of the Dragon Clan, he could not defeat a peer.
The previous palm seals they had struck were still clashing against each other, and as the subsequent palm seals layered on, the emanating energy fluctuation grew even more violent, causing the surrounding spectators to retreat again and again, keeping a considerable distance to avoid being affected.
Moments later, Nie Yun's palm seal, which seemed as sturdy as refined steel and unbreakable, finally could not withstand the matchless Gang Qi of the Demon Suppression Seal. Cracks appeared suddenly, and with a loud bang, it was completely shattered, dissipating away. Then the Demon Suppression Seal continued to oppress Nie Yun.
"This is impossible! Such strong suppressive power, actually able to imprison my body? Hmph, kid, to make this young master use my Bloodline Power, even if you die today, you can take pride in it." Seeing his palm seal shatter and feeling the terrifying suppressive power within the Demon Suppression Seal, Nie Yun's face darkened, his eyes filled with disbelief. Realizing that if he didn't use his last resort, he might indeed be defeated by Zhao Letian today.