Chapter 1109: Chapter 341: Sparring (Part 2)
"Hmph, just me alone, you two joined hands to kill my disciple Da-da. I’m willing to fight both of you alone, to avenge my disciple and seek justice."
Old Yang said.
"A fight to the death?"
Yang Jian asked curiously.
His eyes showed a hint of excitement.
If it were a fight to the death, it seems today another Supreme might fall.
The crowd was shocked by his bold words.
Old Yang shook his head and said: "It’s not a fight to the death, just a regular battle, determining a winner and loser will suffice, no need to risk life and death."
Yang Jian seemed a bit disappointed.
He scrutinized Old Yang for a while before saying to Sun Wukong: "You could’ve handled this alone, why call me? Let me face this opponent instead, I’ve had some realizations lately, and I want to test them."
"Sure."
Sun Wukong replied with a smile.
He wasn’t worried about Yang Jian losing. Since Yang Jian wanted to act alone, he clearly had enough confidence.
Sun Wukong summoned Yang Jian to demonstrate the power of the Heavenly Court.
Only by showing the opponent the immense strength of the Heavenly Court and the Three Realms, with unparalleled demon fiends, can Zibaiqing and the others be wary and respect the Heavenly Court and the living beings of the Three Realms.
Unlike Emperor Jun and company, who consider the Heavenly Court irrelevant, only targeting the Three Pure Ones.
Although in this way, it’s a good thing for the Heavenly Court.
However, the Heavenly Court doesn’t want to be disregarded like this. It makes it difficult for the other party to abide by the rules set by the Heavenly Court.
This is something the Heavenly Court absolutely does not want to see.
To make the other side take notice, the best way is to showcase strength.
Bringing Yang Jian in signifies a show of muscle.
In reality, at this moment, Old Yang and company have somewhat realized Sun Wukong’s intentions.
Qin Han’s gaze turned slightly cold, feeling displeased. The adversary wants to show off their strength, but it’s his subordinates who are being hit, which naturally frustrates Qin Han.
"Old Yang, make a move, don’t let them down."
Qin Han said indifferently.
"If the Great Saint is willing, I could play a round with you too."
Zhong said with a smile.
He appeared quite imposing, yet somewhat genial.
But Sun Wukong was rather indifferent.
Sun Wukong chuckled lightly, saying: "Forget it, let’s talk after my brother finishes his battle, then we’ll see if there’s any need to act. By the way, my brother and I are evenly matched in strength."
Upon hearing Sun Wukong’s words, Old Yang’s face darkened.
What does he mean?
Is he suggesting there’s a chance of being defeated by a Great Heavenly Venerate opponent?
This made Old Yang furious.
His gaze turned cold, staring at Sun Wukong, and he said indifferently: "Rest assured, I will hold back too, I won’t kill your brother."
Yang Jian had a smile initially, but now that smile faded away.
He said indifferently: "Alright, let’s not say too much, let’s fight."
Old Yang had a steel whip appear in his hand, staring at Yang Jian, although speaking lightly, he dared not be careless.
He knew very well, since Sun Wukong dared to let Yang Jian act alone, it meant Yang Jian’s strength was indeed formidable.
He underestimated the opponent.
Thinking of this, Old Yang’s gaze grew colder.
Old Yang attacked, without any prior warning.
He swung the steel whip at Yang Jian, aiming directly at his head.
If struck, Yang Jian would be severely wounded, even if not killed.
Seeing this, Zixia couldn’t help but say: "Shameless."
On the other hand, Sun Wukong showed no expression.
He revealed a look of admiration, respecting people who do things unconventionally.
After all, they are opponents, if it’s not merely a contest, there’s no room for manners in a life-and-death battle.
Effectively injuring the opponent is exactly what they should aim for.
Yang Jian chuckled lightly, not surprised at all, having already anticipated the adversary’s response.
Seeing the steel whip coming over, he dodged easily, then punched toward the opponent’s face.
Old Yang switched immediately, sweeping the steel whip horizontally, aiming once again at Yang Jian’s chest.
Looking at their fighting style, it’s a life-for-life approach.
Yang Jian slightly raised an eyebrow, without any intention of dodging, his punch maintained its speed, continuing forward.
Originally, Old Yang thought Yang Jian would evade, but found Yang Jian showed no sign of dodging.
Startled, he quickly shifted away.
Yang Jian’s punch missed, and Old Yang’s steel whip also didn’t hit Yang Jian.
Yang Jian smiled faintly with disappointment, the opponent retreated after all.
"Madman."
Old Yang said in a deep voice.
Yang Jian genuinely frightened him.
Never had he seen such a reckless fellow, facing attacks aimed at him without a care, entirely with a death-defying attitude.
Even he wouldn’t dare act like this.
"In a narrow path, the brave win; you lack my courage, you are destined to lose this battle."
Yang Jian said with a smile.
He appeared relaxed, seemingly not facing a formidable enemy, but rather treating it with ease like dealing with a novice.
This angered Old Yang greatly; he is a Supreme, not a rookie.
Moreover, he has been through numerous battles, rising amidst bloodshed.
No Supreme exists without blood on their hands, even Tathagata killed countless during his enlightenment.
Supremes are all skilled in battle.
Old Yang sneered, finally taking Yang Jian seriously.
His eyes turned icy, staring at Yang Jian, saying: "Yang Jian, I admit I was careless earlier, but no more, I will treat you as my greatest opponent, seriously and aim to defeat you quickly."
"Haha."
Yang Jian just chuckled lightly.
Old Yang’s expression darkened, he attacked.
This time, compared to before, Old Yang seemed like a different person.
His Qi surged skyward, extremely powerful.
Even Yang Jian couldn’t help but show a solemn expression facing Old Yang.
Strong, the opponent truly is strong.
Without any hesitation, Yang Jian’s hand flashed with light, the Three-pointed Double-edged Sword appeared in his hand.
He struck directly with the blade, blocking the opponent’s attack.
Clang.
The steel whip collided with the Three-pointed Double-edged Sword, producing a loud sound.
Both retreated simultaneously, powerful mana tumbling before them.
The strength of both left each other surprised.
"So strong."
Old Yang exclaimed.
Is he really a Great Heavenly Venerate?
He feels more like a dominating Supreme.
On the side, Qin Han was wide-eyed.
Are the living beings of the Three Realms all so defying of the natural order?
This Yang Jian’s strength is surely above his.
But, he’s just a Great Heavenly Venerate.
That’s not even the most important thing; what’s crucial is that Sun Wukong also possesses such power.
Similarly, Sun Wukong is also a Great Heavenly Venerate.
This weighed heavily on Qin Han’s heart.
How can they possibly fight against such opponents? Absolutely impossible to match.
Once they ascend to the Supreme Realm, they would likely be the strongest among Supremes.
Thinking of this, Qin Han and the others exchanged glances, seeing the gravity in each other’s eyes.
It’s simply too terrifying.
Before, they didn’t hold the Heavenly Court in much regard.
Now, they seemed to view the Heavenly Court differently.
If both became Supremes, even the Three Pure Ones couldn’t ignore the Heavenly Court, right?
At this moment, a new question arose in their minds.
The clan has always said that the Three Pure Ones suppressed other living beings to maintain dominance over the Three Realms.
If the Three Pure Ones indeed thought this way, why wouldn’t they kill Sun Wukong and Yang Jian?
With the performance of these two, ascending to Supreme, becoming strong enough to match several Heavenly Emperors is nearly certain.
Even such demon fiends, the Three Pure Ones don’t want to kill, instead establishing brotherhood with one.
Could such open-minded individuals truly be deliberately suppressing the strength of other living beings?
They feel there’s certainly an issue here.
However, they dare not question Zibaiqing.
To them, Zibaiqing is unquestionably divine.
Yet, the seed of doubt has already been planted, destined to grow and sprout eventually.
When that time comes, tremendous upheaval will occur.