Chapter 193 Challenge
His action broke the silence around him, and a contest of honor and strength was about to take place.
A hint of determination flashed across Shangguan Jiannan's eyes, and a layer of coldness seemed to cover the surroundings. Then, his words were as cold as ice, striking directly at the heart: "Fight with you? I'm afraid you are not yet qualified."
As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a bolt from the blue, instantly pushing the atmosphere at the scene to a boiling point.
"What? Is he crazy?" "Feng Yueyang is one of the best on the elite list, ranking seventh! What about Shangguan Jiannan? Where does he rank?" "Although he was ninth half a year ago, how much improvement can he make in half a year?" Discussions arose everywhere, buzzing, as if even the air was trembling with this sudden challenge.
Everyone thought that Shangguan Jiannan would retreat in the face of difficulty. After all, Feng Yueyang's strength was obvious to all, not to mention that behind him stood Ji Beishan, whose strength was unfathomable - a true Ningdao realm expert.
However, Shangguan Jiannan's actions were far beyond everyone's expectations. Instead of backing off, he aroused even greater interest among the crowd. They all felt like watching a show, with a playful smile on their faces.
Feng Yueyang was so shocked by this shout that he stood there in a daze. His expression changed instantly, as if he had swallowed a fly, and then was replaced by anger and unwillingness.
"Boy, you are courting death!" He gritted his teeth, his words full of cruelty.
In a flash, Feng Yueyang's body stiffened, his clothes fluttered, a dark red light appeared around him, and a force surged in his body.
He just waved his sleeves, and a slender soft sword appeared in his hand. The sword was shining coldly, and every tremor was accompanied by a slight explosion, releasing a heart-pounding pressure.
Faced with this sudden attack, Shangguan Jiannan remained calm and dodged to the side. A long sword named Lutian appeared from behind him, with a faint light flowing on the sword. He was ready for the upcoming duel.
The two men confronted each other with swords drawn, and a thrilling battle was about to take place.
Upon seeing this, the disciples who were watching the battle all around scattered, like frightened fish avoiding ripples on the water, for fear of being affected by the aftermath of the ensuing battle.
With Feng Yueyang and Shangguan Jiannan as the center, the area within ten feet was suddenly empty.
"Bang!" With a deafening roar, Feng Yueyang's figure rushed towards Shangguan Jiannan like an arrow, obviously wanting to catch the other party off guard.
This scene made the disciples watching the battle around sigh and feel a little disdainful of the behavior of Feng Yueyang, a veteran and powerful figure of the Tianjian Sect.
But this disdain was soon replaced by nervousness. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two of them, wondering in their hearts: Who is more skilled? "Xuanwu sword energy, appear!" The soft sword in Feng Yueyang's hand turned into a silver dragon, soaring into the sky, accompanied by the whistling wind, and a heart-pounding sword energy spread.
Feng Yueyang seemed to have merged into the strong wind, and every movement he made carried the power of heaven and earth, pressing directly towards Shangguan Jiannan.
Faced with this overwhelming attack, Shangguan Jiannan's face was solemn. He flashed and rushed forward at the same astonishing speed.
He was surrounded by a red light, and his aura was no weaker than Feng Yueyang's. The air between the two seemed to be ignited, with heat waves rolling.
"Boom!" The two finally confronted each other head-on. The powerful airflow accompanied by a deafening explosion made the surrounding air boil.
Dust flew everywhere, and the ground seemed unable to withstand the force, cracking into pieces.
At this suffocatingly tense moment, the balance was suddenly broken.
A beast-like roar resounded through the sky, and then a figure was thrown high into the air like a kite with a broken string, and finally fell heavily to the ground, splashing up a cloud of dust.
The moment the figure landed on the ground, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and his face was as pale as paper.
"Feng Yueyang... lost?" There was dead silence all around. After a moment, someone swallowed hard and whispered in disbelief.
"This... just one move?" More disciples exclaimed in amazement, their eyes filled with shock at Shangguan Jiannan's strength.
Wow—with this exclamation, the disciples of the Tianjian Sect came back to their senses and started talking about it. This sudden confrontation undoubtedly became an unforgettable scene in their hearts.
The scene instantly boiled over, all eyes were cast towards the tall figure in the field, and everyone's eyes were filled with irrepressible enthusiasm.
This power was an unexpected surprise. The fierce battle that was originally expected was resolved in an instant by Shangguan Jiannan's light move, and he won a great victory.
He held a scarlet sword in his hand, and his eyes showed an indifference that made the female disciples around him feel dazed involuntarily.
Feng Yueyang, a leader on the elite list, ranked seventh but now seemed so vulnerable and was defeated in one move. It made people wonder to what level Shangguan Jiannan's strength had reached.
The previous contempt had long since disappeared, replaced by eyes full of surprise and admiration.
Obviously, these months of travel have made Shangguan Jiannan's strength make a qualitative leap, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as "making rapid progress".
"Sure enough, you are still too weak."
Shangguan Jiannan left a casual remark with a barely perceptible contempt in his eyes, and was about to turn around and leave.
"Wait!" At this moment, a lazy but not to be ignored voice sounded, interrupting Shangguan Jiannan's steps.
Dressed in a white robe, holding a sharp blade, with a look of unruliness and arrogance on his face, Ji Beishan slowly walked into everyone's sight and pointed directly at Shangguan Jiannan.
"Are you just leaving like this? You have to give an explanation for hurting my friend, right?" Ji Beishan's voice was low and powerful, his face was gloomy, his eyes were like torches, as if he would explode at any time.
Shangguan Jiannan paused when he heard this, turned his head to look at Ji Beishan, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If I hurt him, I have to take responsibility? Then what if he hurts me?" His words were full of calmness and confidence.
"You - are so shameless!" Ji Beishan was furious, his aura surged, like a beast ready to pounce forward at any time.
However, Shangguan Jiannan just smiled gently, and his calmness seemed to tell everyone that he was not afraid of any challenge.
"In this world, the strong are respected, and the rules are written by strength. If you don't agree, you can give it a try."
After saying that, he turned around and continued walking, leaving behind a crowd of astonished eyes and Ji Beishan's complicated expression.
The scene instantly boiled over, and all the disciples focused their attention on Ji Beishan, with rare excitement flashing in their eyes.
In the sect, Ji Beishan was called a scoundrel? This was the first time in history! "You are looking for death!" Ji Beishan's long-suppressed anger finally erupted like a volcano, his face flushed red, and his roar shook the sky.