I tried to kill the heroines of destiny, but they ended up chasing after me.

"That was a pretty good attack, but unfortunately, you're still too weak..." His tone wasn't sarcastic; instead, it carried a hint of appreciation and regret.

Upon hearing this, Takeri showed no intention of refuting it, or rather, he was unable to refute it.

"Fine! Consider it a sign of my respect for you! Although you're not worthy of my use of the Thunder Sword, you're enough to make me use some of my power." Zhang Jian said again, and as soon as he finished speaking, bursts of lightning rose from his body, instantly spreading across the entire platform.

"This is... lightning?" Zhu Xin, the young patriarch of the Zhu Tian clan, and Dao San's female disciple, both looked at the lightning on Dao Zhangjian's body and exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

On the stage, a black thunder wolf instantly formed amidst a roar. Upon closer inspection, its appearance was exactly the same as the white wolf that Zhuli had just conjured, but it was more solid and more ferocious than Zhuli's.

"What?" Takeri was startled. Looking at the thunder wolf, his whole body tensed up involuntarily. He sensed danger!

"go with!"

With a flick of Zhang Jian's left hand, the Thunder Wolf seemed to receive a command, its body moving as if carrying millions of bolts of lightning as it charged directly into the bamboo grove.

"Since that's the case! It seems that ordinary moves won't work! Let's decide the outcome with one decisive move!" Takeri murmured to himself as he watched the approaching Thunder Wolf.

At that moment, he stretched out his left hand, immediately clenched his fist, and as spiritual energy flowed, two tiny golden lights slowly appeared on his fists.

"Take this! My strongest move! Yuan Fist!!" Zhu Li roared with a ferocious expression, and in the next instant, his spiritual power covered his left fist, causing the two golden lights to expand rapidly.

"Ha!!!" With a roar, he raised his left fist and, without hesitation, threw a fierce punch at Zhang Jian's Thunder Wolf.

A golden light shot out from the sky.

This golden light appeared to be utterly ordinary, but it concealed a powerful aura. The moment Zhu Li made his move, the entire space seemed to tremble.

"Tsk tsk! Yuan Fist? It can be considered one of the top mystical arts in the clan, but unfortunately..." Zhu Xin, sitting below the stage, shook her head as always.

It's just a pity for his clansman, who is still completely baffled.

Then, on the stage, something unexpected happened.

Just as the golden light and the thunder wolf were about to collide, the two golden lights seemed to gain sentience, bypassing the thunder wolf and rushing directly towards Zhang Jian.

However, the price to pay is that the thunder wolf will be able to attack the bamboo grove directly because there are no obstacles.

As Zhang Jian saw the two golden lights rapidly approaching him, he frowned slightly. Clearly, he also sensed the difference between the two golden lights.

But when Takeri saw Lei Lang approaching, he neither dodged nor avoided him, but simply roared, "Come on!"

He originally intended to use his own body to meet the attack.

Boom! Boom!

The two attacks arrived at their respective locations simultaneously, and the booming sounds rang out almost at the same time.

The situation on the stage was completely covered by the smoke and dust generated by the two attacks!

"Ah!" Takeri screamed as the power storm formed by the Thunder Wolf quickly swept over his entire body and began to wreak havoc on him.

After the storm and dust subsided, Takeri appeared before the people kneeling on one knee. However, almost every part of his body was injured, with numerous large and small wounds that were extremely gruesome. He also looked very disheveled, indicating that his injuries were quite severe.

However, at this moment, he did not care about his own injuries, but instead panted and quickly turned his gaze to Zhang Jian's location.

However, at that moment, a voice that made his heart tremble came directly from the dust.

"That attack was pretty good!"

As soon as the sound fell, Zhang Jian's unharmed body appeared before everyone's eyes.

He and Zhuli are completely different.

"What?" Takeri's eyes widened in disbelief.

"How could this be? My full-force attack didn't even leave him with the slightest injury. How is this possible? Is this the difference between us? Why is this happening?"

Zhang Jian glanced at Zhu Li, who had lost the ability to think, shook his head, and said directly, "Don't worry! I won't laugh at you, because you... you don't deserve my laughter at all!"

“It’s over… Lei Qi!” Zhang Jian said calmly, still muttering to himself.

As he finished speaking, a ball of lightning radiating overwhelming power instantly materialized and headed straight for the bamboo grove.

As the lightning approached, it seemed that only that bolt of lightning remained in Takeri's eyes...

"Damn it!!! Even if I'm going to lose! I'll fight to the very last moment!" Suddenly, a voice unconsciously reached Takeri's ears from the depths of her heart.

This is his unwillingness to accept defeat.

"What is this? What is this? I haven't lost yet, not yet!!" Thinking of this, Zhu Li gritted her teeth and made a firm decision. Her heart felt as if it were filled with something, and her spiritual power suddenly surged, as if she was about to break through to the second level of Nirvana Realm.

At that moment, disregarding everything else, he braced his injured body and threw a punch directly at the lightning above, making another close encounter with it.

He wasn't being overly concerned with saving face; he just felt... he could still fight.

This is normal, and also unavoidable.

Takeri's defeat was not unexpected. In fact, any discerning expert could tell from the moment the two clashed that Takeri was no match for Zhang Jian, so no matter what, Takeri would not win.

Zhu Xin thought so, as did Dao San's disciples, including Zhang Shen and Zhu Yongri in Qingge.

“Lei Fa? Heh! It seems you really dote on him!” Zhu Yongri chuckled and said.

“It’s not out of pampering, it’s because I felt that thunder magic was suitable for him, so I forced him to learn it,” Zhang Shen replied calmly.

“Mandatory?” Takenaga said suddenly, as if he had heard something crucial.

“Yes! When this kid first came back from the outside world, he was incredibly stubborn! He basically refused to do anything, whether it was cultivation or daily eating and drinking. So, for the sake of the Emperor Sword Clan, I had no choice but to use some methods to make him submit. Otherwise, his cultivation level would probably still be at the Creation Realm level,” Zhang Shen continued.

"Hmm?! Creation Realm?" Zhu Yongri said with a hint of surprise, "It is said that your eldest son has only been back from the outside world for five years. In such a short time, he has achieved such cultivation and even learned thunder magic. It seems that your methods... are quite powerful!"

“No! It’s not that my methods are strong. At most, my methods only allow him to eat, drink, and cultivate. The truly strong one is himself. You must have heard of those who practice unorthodox cultivation methods. My son is one of those people,” Zhang Shen explained.

"A partial cultivation? You mean?" As if he had just thought of something, the surprise in Zhu Yongri's eyes suddenly deepened.

“That’s right! Just as you think. On the surface, my son’s talent seems to be just average, but when it comes to things like sword cultivation, he shows great talent. It is precisely this kind of unbalanced cultivation that has allowed him to undergo a complete transformation in the past five years.” Zhang Shen nodded.

“Alright! But your eye for talent… is as sharp as ever!” Takenaga said.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shen simply smiled and said nothing more.

……

On the dueling platform, Zhu Li had completely fainted, while Zhang Jian was unharmed, clearly demonstrating the vast difference in their abilities.

Soon after, Zhuli was carried off on a stretcher by some staff members. The damaged arena was quickly restored to its original state thanks to the blessing of the formation. At first glance, it looked as if nothing had happened on the stage.

At this moment, Zhang Jian looked at the crowd below the stage and said in an extremely cold tone: "A cultivator at the first level of Nirvana Realm is no match for me... No, even a cultivator at the ninth level of Nirvana Realm is no match for me. So cultivators who have not reached the ninth level of Nirvana Realm should not go up on stage, lest they bring shame upon themselves."

However, once these words were spoken, how could those hot-blooded young men below not be moved? Even the usually calm Zhu Xin frowned.

"Too outrageous?"

"So what if I defeated a mere Nirvana Realm Level 1 nobody? What's there to brag about!"

"You bastard..."

At that very moment, Zhang Jian's gaze turned cold as he stared intently at the third person who was about to say something. This immediately sent a shiver down the man's spine, filling him with fear, and he swallowed back the words he was about to say.

Perhaps because of this, the people below were also stunned by him for a moment, and the whole scene became even more silent.

"Heh! Looks like... it's my turn to take the stage." Zhu Xin's lips twitched, and she murmured to herself.

In his view, this was an excellent opportunity because Zhang Jian had already angered everyone in the audience. If someone could successfully defeat him at this moment, that person's reputation would definitely rise significantly, and at least their words would carry more weight in the future.

To his surprise, before he could even go on stage, a cultivator who was dissatisfied with Zhang Jian and shared the same thoughts as Zhu Xin appeared on stage ahead of him.

This man was a burly fellow with a cultivation level of the fifth level of the Nirvana Realm, which was not bad, but judging from his aura, he seemed to be inferior to the one from Zhuli just now.

"Hmph! I am Yan Da of the Yan Sheng Clan. I'd like to see if your tone matches your strength!" This disciple named Yan Da sneered at Zhang Jian.

However, Zhang Jian did not respond to the guy. He simply raised his right hand and made a slight movement towards Yan Da's palm, curling and then unfolding it twice, as if he did not care about Yan Da's words at all, and even had a hint of mockery.

"Hmph! You don't know what's good for you! Watch me blast you off the ground in one move."

As soon as Yan Da finished speaking, he immediately drew a sharp broadsword from his waist, gripped the hilt, and pointed the blade straight up into the sky.

"Hmm?" Zhang Jian stared at the sky above the large sword and suddenly felt a strong fluctuation of spiritual energy!

"As expected of someone at the fifth level of the Nirvana Realm, with such control over spiritual power, he'll probably reach the sixth level of the Nirvana Realm soon, right?" Zhang Jian thought to himself, but his expression remained calm.

"Ten Thousand Fire Lotus!" At this moment, Yan Da shouted, and then countless red fire lotuses formed by spiritual energy quickly appeared around the tip of the greatsword.

The next instant, these red fire lotuses, under Yan Da's control, flew rapidly toward Zhang Jian's location, and perhaps due to their excessive temperature, the space itself seemed to distort slightly.

Seeing the fire lotus attacking him, Zhang Jian remained calm, but in silence, he raised his left hand.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and his figure vanished in an instant.

When he reappeared, Yan Da on the other side suddenly screamed inexplicably and was sent flying backward, crashing off the platform.

At the same time, all the fire lotuses on the field disappeared in an instant.

Yan Da lost just like that, in a simple and ridiculous way.

Yan Da, who had been knocked away, was in disbelief after quickly getting up.

"What...what's going on?" This was Yan Da's first question when he came to his senses.

And it wasn't just him; everyone present was thinking about this question, including Zhu Xin and the others.

They were all in an uproar; they were all shocked.

"Lei Shun?" At this moment, Yan Tian, ​​who was watching the battle below from the Qing Pavilion, suddenly uttered these two words.

"Hehehe! That's right, it's another profound technique that works in conjunction with thunder magic... Thunder Instant." Zhang Shen didn't look at Yan Tian, ​​who had suddenly spoken, but just smiled and replied.

"Oh? It seems your son has already reached the speed of lightning!" Yan Tian exclaimed in surprise.

"Lightning speed? No! He's still a little short. Only when he comprehends the Law of Lightning and advances to the Transcendent Realm can he possess the speed of lightning." Zhang Shen shook his head, but one could hear his expectations for Zhang Jian in his words.

"The Transcendent Realm? If he reaches the Transcendent Realm, I'm afraid no one among the younger generation will be his match, right?" Yan Tian asked again.

"Who knows? Maybe... the True Profound Continent is full of hidden talents, and there might be some young powerhouses among them, so my son's path is still long!" Zhang Shen said.

Meanwhile, in the direction of the martial arts arena.

"No! No!! That's not how it is! How could I lose so easily? How could it be? There must be something wrong! That must be it! I'll compete again, compete again!!" As if he had been humiliated, the big man named Yan Da roared and rushed towards the stage again in his anger.

Unfortunately, the ceremony stipulated that each person could only have one chance to compete, so he was immediately stopped by two members of the Emperor Sword Clan.

One of them was Zhang Song, and the other was Zhang Qing. They were the referees for the competition and were not allowed to cause any chaos.

In short, after being thoroughly beaten by Zhang Song and Zhang Qing, the guy named Yan Da finally calmed down.

"How shameful!" Zhu Xin thought to herself with utter contempt as she watched these scenes unfold.

But at this moment, he also started walking towards the dueling platform.