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Han Tingshan was clearly furious, and a powerful pressure suddenly descended upon Jiang Han and the others. His gray Dao Robe, adorned with cloud patterns, seemed to step down like a heavenly ladder.
"Are my people from Cangjian Mountain Villa someone you can kill?"
Han Tingshan suddenly made his move. He extended one hand, and an immense force crashed down, as if the entire space was under his control. A gigantic handprint appeared in the void, blocking out the sky.
The others in the arena were eager to watch the spectacle, while Qingyangzi from Yijian Sect murmured, "Has this old man really reached such a level of strength? Truly worthy of having forcibly broken into the Youngshen Realm years ago, just a half-step away from success."
As an old rival of Cangjian Mountain Villa, Qingyangzi naturally had a deep understanding of them. Han Tingshan was considered the most incompetent swordsman of Cangjian Mountain Villa because he had profound knowledge in various martial arts rather than being a traditional Sword Cultivator.
Although he had fortuitously achieved the Youngshen Realm, those close to him knew the truth. His breakthrough at such an age was largely due to the substantial resources expended by Yijian Sect and the guidance of his senior brother Meng Changqing. Without these factors, it would likely take him several more decades to reach the Youngshen Realm.
Moreover, even though he had broken through now, his personal foundation remained relatively shallow. While there was a good chance of winning against Han Tingshan, if pushed to desperation, the outcome was uncertain. Not to mention that he could not be compared to experts like Iron-Willed Divine Envoy Tie Au, who relied on arduous training to reach the Destruction of the Youngshen Realm.
Of course, regardless of how weak his skills might seem, he was still at the Youngshen level and could bring significant benefits to Yijian Sect. Seeing Han Tingshan make his move invigorated everyone from Cangjian Mountain Villa. They had a clearer understanding of Han Tingshan's strength.
The ancestor of Cangjian Mountain Villa once said that if it weren't for Han Tingshan's unfortunate circumstances during his breakthrough into the Destruction of the Youngshen Realm, his achievements would likely far surpass those of the other three elders.
And now, even after falling into the Youngshen Realm, Han Tingshan still has the strength to contend with the true Youngshen Realm. Between life and death lies great terror, but at this moment, Han Tingshan's strike has not yet descended, yet many in the arena have already sensed the terrifying aura. That dreadful presence made hearts tremble, leaving no courage for resistance.
Many loose cultivators in the martial world couldn't help but tremble and quickly retreated, creating space for both sides to unleash their powers, fearing they might be caught in the crossfire. Wei Yixiao's expression was grim as he prepared to step forward; however, the overwhelming force made even moving difficult.
Master Qian flicked his Dust Whisk, and with his left hand, four specially crafted copper coins buzzed and spun, ready to form his signature Wealth-Connecting Four Seas Symbol Array to counter the threat. Jiang Han shook his head at him and stepped forward with a cold snort. Since Cangjian Mountain Villa chose this moment to cause trouble for them, he would not retreat even a single step.
Thus, at the instant Han Tingshan made his move, Jiang Han also struck back. It was a simple punch, with a colorful imprint resembling Nine Golden Crows burning within it. Suddenly, a dragon's roar echoed through the void as two five-clawed golden dragon phantoms flew out from behind Jiang Han, piercing through the air and merging into that colorful punch imprint, greatly enhancing its power!
"Heaven and Earth, I alone am supreme!" This was a punch that dominated the heavens and earth; it was not overly complex or intricate in martial intent but purely tyrannical, breaking through finesse with sheer force as if it aimed to pierce through the nine heavens and ten earths.
Han Tingshan's expression changed drastically as he realized he had underestimated Jiang Han. He quickly drew his Azure Sky Sword from behind him. Although he was well-versed in various martial arts, his true killing moves still lay within the swordsmanship.
For thirty years, he practiced swordsmanship, forged swords, and nurtured them. On the day of drawing the sword, its aura soared into the sky, illuminating fourteen states! That was an exceptionally pure sword. Every sword from Cangjian Mountain Villa is unique, embodying the swordsman's own understanding of the way of the sword. The path is simple; the sword thrust by Han Tingshan almost drained his entire essence. In a sense, this thrust represents Han Tingshan himself!
Zhu Wushan from Cangjian Mountain Villa also sensed something amiss and stepped forward half a pace. "Long River Setting Sun Sword Technique!" Although his realm was merely at the peak of Martial Arts Grandmaster, he wielded an ancient longsword exuding a terrifying aura. With just a simple slash, the longsword in his hand, like raging flames, stirred up a tremendous wave of destruction as the sun set in the west.
The collision of fist prints, palm prints, and sword techniques caused the entire city to tremble violently, as if thunder had stirred the earth's fire and the ground was heaving. This scene resembled an apocalyptic event, terrifying beyond measure! As the dreadful shockwave gradually dissipated, everyone present gasped in astonishment at the sight before them.
Jiang Han had a few strands of hair severed at his forehead, and his wide sleeves embroidered with gold were torn. Blood flowed from his right hand's tiger mouth, yet his spirit showed no signs of waning; instead, it became sharper, like a straightened blade.
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