Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

Lu Yang put away the walnuts in his hand, lightly stomped his right foot on the ground, and landed silently on the martial arts stage.

He looked at Xia Jin with a more serious expression in his eyes.

The battle between Chu Hou and Mo Ning just now had made him put away his contempt.

These two people from the lower realm were somewhat unexpected to him.

"Come on, newcomer," Lü Yang said expressionlessly. "If you can defeat me, Lü Yang, then the position of the first squad leader of the Silver Sand Army will be yours!"

He said this in an extremely calm tone.

But those familiar with Lü Yang know that this first squad leader of the Silver Sand Army is now serious.

Xia Jin glanced at the other party indifferently, completely ignoring the coldness in Lü Yang's tone.

Having already reached the third level of the Immortal Ascension Realm, he naturally recognized Lü Yang's true cultivation level at a glance.

Good heavens, I didn't expect this Silver Sand Army squad leader to have already broken through to the first level of the Immortal Ascension Realm. No wonder he was so casual in his attitude towards Commander Seven Pine just now. However, for me now, he poses no threat at all.

"You... are no match for me." Xia Jin shook her head, seemingly disappointed.

However, Xia Jin's casual remark was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, stirring up huge waves!

Lu Yang's face immediately darkened, and his eyes sharpened.

That kid is too arrogant!

They actually look down on me?

"This kid! He seems even more arrogant than I was back then!!" Commander Qisong turned his head in surprise, looking at Xia Jin with his hands behind his back, looking calm and collected, and his eyes twitched involuntarily.

He never expected that his junior brother, whom he had taken for granted, would be so...arrogant?

"Junior Brother Xia!!" Chu Hou, who had just defeated Mo Ning, hadn't had time to savor the joy on his face before he stared wide-eyed at Xia Jin. He opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"You...are all people from the lower realm this arrogant?" Mo Ning, sitting next to Marquis Chu, was still recovering from his injuries when he looked at Marquis Chu with a strange expression and asked.

It should be noted that Lü Yang is the strongest among the fifteen squad leaders of the Silver Sand Army. Even within the entire Silver Sand Army, apart from Commander Qisong, only the three battalion commanders can surpass him.

Such a powerful figure was looked down upon by this newcomer, who didn't even lift a finger before declaring him no match.

"Um...maybe...it's just that my junior brother Xia is a bit...confident," Chu Hou could only say with an awkward smile.

Upon hearing Xia Jin's words, the eyes of the Silver Sand Army squad leaders below the training platform simultaneously turned fierce.

"Isn't this kid way too arrogant?"

"Lu Yang is the strongest among us fifteen. How dare this newcomer from the lower realm make such boastful remarks?"

"Hmph, he'll get what's coming to him soon enough!"

Lu Yang took a deep breath and suppressed the anger that was rising in his heart.

He pointed his finger directly at Xia Jin, his voice turning cold.

Anyone can talk big, let's see what they've got!

Looking at Lü Yang's cold expression, Xia Jin's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile.

"I, Xia Jin, am new here. As a senior member of the Silver Sand Army, I can give you three moves."

Upon hearing this, the entire training ground fell into a deathly silence once again.

I'll give you three moves?

These four words were like four resounding slaps to Lü Yang's face.

A hint of murderous intent finally flashed in Lü Yang's eyes.

He was the first squad leader of the Silver Sand Army. He had been in the army for so many years, and no one had ever dared to say such a thing to him!

What's more, the one who said this was a newcomer from the lower realm!

"Fine, very well," Lü Yang said through gritted teeth. "If you die, don't blame me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lü Yang suddenly flipped his hands over, and two short blades appeared out of thin air in his palms.

The moment he gripped the short blade with both hands, his entire aura changed. At that moment, he was like a ferocious beast baring its fangs.

Lu Yang gently lifted his right foot, and the next moment, a dark figure appeared behind Xia Jin!

So fast!

The expression on the face of the Marquis of Chu beside him changed.

He thought his speed was fast enough, but compared to Lü Yang, he was still far behind!

The instant Lü Yang appeared behind Xia Jin, he simultaneously drew a circle with the two short blades in his hands, and the blade light was like two black lightning bolts, stabbing towards Xia Jin's abdomen from both sides at the same time!

This attack was cunning and ruthless, with an unusual angle, sealing off all of Xia Jin's space to dodge.

In Lü Yang's view, even if this attack couldn't seriously injure the arrogant kid, it would be enough to make him flustered.

However, at that moment, Xia Jin's body moved a step to the left in a strange manner.

It's just one step.

It's a very simple step.

But this step was just right to get out of the attack range of Lü Yang's two short blades.

The two black blades flashed past Xia Jin's side without even touching the hem of his clothes.

After Xia Jin stopped, she looked at the two short blades that passed by her with a half-smile, and then looked at Lü Yang's face, which was gradually freezing.

Lu Yang also noticed Xia Jin's gaze at this moment, and a chill ran through him.

This guy... I didn't see what he just did at all!

How did he manage to dodge it?

I couldn't detect a single trace of it!

Could it be... that this guy is really pretending to be weak while actually being strong?

Countless thoughts flashed through Lü Yang's mind, but he quickly suppressed them.

No!

With so many people watching, and being the one who initiated the attack, I absolutely cannot lose face!

Lu Yang gritted his teeth, and his aura surged once again.

His skin began to turn red, as if a fiery power was surging within him.

Immediately afterwards, wisps of white steam rose from his skin, making him look as if he had just come out of a steamer.

"drink!"

Lu Yang let out a low shout, and his entire body disappeared from the spot once again.

This time, he was even faster than before!

Almost at the same instant he disappeared, he appeared in front of Xia Jin!

Two short blades thrust out again, this time aiming at Xia Jin's chest and throat, one above and one below, one to the left and one to the right, the blades flashing like the scythe of death.

However, Xia Jin only squatted down.

His body suddenly sank down, and he became half a head shorter.

Lu Yang's two short blades pierced past his head, but missed again.

This time, an expression of disbelief finally appeared on Lü Yang's face.

If the first time was a fluke, what about the second time?

Was it also just luck?

The expressions on the faces of the Silver Sand Army squad leaders watching from below the stage were also incredibly interesting.

They watched as the purple-haired youth on the stage effortlessly dodged two attacks from Lü Yang, their mouths agape, wide enough to fit eggs.

"This...how is this possible?"

"Lu Yang's speed is so fast that we can barely keep up with his eyes. How did he manage to dodge it?"

"And did you guys notice how casual this kid's movements... looked? It's like he anticipated it beforehand."

Commander Shichimatsu stood aside, his astonishment turning into deep shock.

Lü Yang stood there, his chest heaving violently.

It wasn't because I was tired, but because I was ashamed and indignant.

Two moves.

He made two moves, but his opponent didn't even retaliate, and barely moved his feet, dodging all his attacks.

There's one last trick up my sleeve.

This last move, no matter what, cannot fail again!

Lu Yang gripped the short blade tightly with both hands, the red color on his body becoming even more intense, and the white mist emanating from his skin almost completely enveloped him.

"The third move!"

With a roar, Lü Yang shot towards Xia Jin like a meteor!

This time, he didn't use any fancy techniques, but instead concentrated all his power and speed into this one strike!

Two short blades, one in front of the other, pierced straight towards Xia Jin with a sharp whooshing sound!

This attack was unavoidable!

However, Xia Jin raised her right foot.

His movements were so slow that everyone present could see them clearly.

But this extremely slow kick landed precisely on the short blade that Lü Yang had thrust out.

"clang!"

Xia Jin's foot collided with the short blade, producing a crisp, metallic sound.

Lu Yang felt an irresistible force coming from the short blade. His arm suddenly sank, and Xia Jin actually stomped the short blade into the ground!

The blade sank into the ground of the training platform, leaving only the hilt sticking out, trembling slightly.

Lü Yang was stunned.

He remained frozen in place, as if he had been immobilized.

His gaze slowly moved up from the short blade on the ground and landed on Xia Jin's still calm face.

Xia Jin looked at him, a faint smile still playing on her lips.

There was no mockery, no contempt, only a calm, self-evident power.

Lü Yang's lips trembled slightly.

He finally realized it.

I am definitely no match for this purple-haired youth.

Especially since the opponent had given him three moves, and he couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

Three tricks.

Three moves in total.

The other party didn't even make a move; they just dodged twice and stepped on my foot.

But he himself had already used every trick in the book.

The gap is so large it's despairing.

Lü Yang stood there, silent for a long time.

Below the martial arts arena, there was also a deathly silence.

Everyone stared at the purple-haired youth on the stage, at his nonchalant demeanor, and a single thought simultaneously arose in their minds.

Just how strong is this guy? Could he be even stronger than Commander Shichimatsu?

Finally, Lü Yang released the short blade from his hand.

He straightened up, looked at Xia Jin intently, and then slowly spoke.

"I lost."