Fan Zhenkun and Qin Hao were to engage in a fair duel on the Qin Family's Xuanling Island.

The moment this news broke, the crowds heading to Lingxiao Observatory immediately changed direction and flocked toward the Lingjin River.

The banks of the Lingjin River, usually bustling with tourists, were suddenly overwhelmed.

Although no one was permitted to set foot on Xuanling Island, it was fortunately not far from the riverbank, and with the help of some tools, they could still see clearly.

Qin Hao suppressed the first-rank cultivation granted by Lord Yang, choosing to fight Fan Zhenkun fairly with his eighth-rank strength.

「On a large ship」

Qin Lie and the others stood proudly at the bow.

It was Qin Hao's first time descending the mountain, and he looked around like a curious child.

Fan Zhenkun, standing nearby, snorted with contempt. What a country bumpkin. And this idiot is the one who received Lord Yang's opportunity? I must say, this Lord Yang is too casual, simply reckless!

Fan Haijun walked over to Fan Zhenkun and patted his shoulder. "Kun, don't you worry about a thing. Just fight with all you've got. It doesn't matter if you end up killing him."

"Naturally, I won't hold back!" Fan Zhenkun declared arrogantly. "But to be honest, this fellow is beneath my notice. I'll finish this in three moves, lest it tarnish my reputation. At the same rank, I am invincible, and this little Taoist is utterly insignificant."

After speaking, Fan Zhenkun glanced at the shores on both sides and clenched his fists. Lord Yang, you will surely notice me today, won't you? If you don't show up soon, other top experts will notice me first, and you'll miss your chance. I hope you seize this opportunity.

Fan Haijun nodded in deep satisfaction. As a dragon among men, one should possess such an indomitable and spirited arrogance. The Fan Family produces no weaklings.

Soon, the ship docked, and they disembarked onto Xuanling Island.

Adjacent to the riverbank was a large square paved with bluestone, surrounded by plum blossoms standing proud amid the wind and snow.

Suddenly, the wind and snow intensified, and a mist gradually began to rise from the Lingjin River.

Unfortunately, the weather took a turn for the worse.

Yet, this change didn't dampen the crowd's fervent excitement in the slightest.

"This Fan Zhenkun is indeed formidable, but he's far too arrogant. He's just jealous of Qin Hao's good fortune and keeps showing off to get Lord Yang's attention."

"It's quite amusing! I just wonder if Lord Yang is even watching."

The banks were abuzz with discussion.

Seeing Chen Yang continuously reeling in fish, Yang Hu scratched his head in frustration. They were fishing in the same water, using the same bait, and even the same fishing rods; why was he the only one not catching anything?

Giving up, Yang Hu opened an umbrella and glanced toward Xuanling Island. "Boss, that little Taoist and Fan Zhenkun look like they're about to start."

After hearing Yang Hu's brief summary, Chen Yang simply smiled without saying a word. Within the same rank, no one can defeat that little Taoist. How dull.

Yang Hu grinned. "There's a rumor going around that Fan Zhenkun complained about Lord Yang not being careful enough, claiming he recklessly wasted a great opportunity on a nobody."

"Oh?" Chen Yang was surprised. Someone dares to question my judgment?

Yang Hu shrugged with a smirk.

Chen Yang slowly reeled in his line. "If that's the case, let's go have a look."

"You got it!"

Yang Hu began to paddle, and the small boat headed toward Xuanling Island.

A lone skiff thus drifted into everyone's view.

Two figures stood at the bow; one held an umbrella, while the other stood with his hands clasped behind his back.

"Those two are clever, but isn't this a bit too bold?"

"Good grief, who do they think they are?"

For a time, every pair of eyes on the riverbanks stared fixedly at the figures on the boat. Though their faces were unclear from a distance, they projected an aura of transcendent greatness.

The scene had an almost otherworldly charm.

What an entrance!

Hmm?

On Xuanling Island, everyone turned to look.

Qin Lie frowned slightly. Why does that blurry figure seem so familiar?

"Where did this trash come from, daring to disrupt my son's battle?" Fan Haijun shouted, angered that this ostentatious arrival might overshadow his son's imminent moment of glory.

His face darkened, and he waved his hand. The Fan Family's bodyguards immediately sprang into action, preparing to intercept the boat.

"What kind of rubbish comes here to join the fun? Throw them into the Lingjin River!"

WHOOSH!

Suddenly, a fierce gust of wind swept through.

The rapidly falling snow abruptly changed direction, cutting across the sky and slamming directly into the men trying to board the boat.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

With a series of dull thuds, the men flew backward as if they had been heavily struck, spitting up blood.

Even their ship rocked violently from side to side, appearing on the verge of capsizing.

Fan Haijun staggered back several steps, his face deathly pale. Who… who is this person?

"He… he is…"

At his side, Qin Yan felt the hair on his body stand on end. "It's… Lord Yang!"

This isn't some otherworldly hermit. This is the supreme master who single-handedly smashed his way through the entire Dragon Brilliance List!

Fan Zhenkun was speechless.

Fan Haijun was speechless.

Everyone was speechless.

In an instant, the shores of the Lingjin River erupted with a thunderous roar of astonishment. The gasps came one after another, as overwhelming as a tidal wave, and it felt as if the very wind and snow were about to freeze solid.

No wonder he's so powerful. It's him!

"Is… is that really him?" someone asked in disbelief.

But when they saw Qin Hao and Qin Lie successively bow with clasped fists, all doubts vanished. Qin Hao bowed in gratitude for the opportunity he'd received, while Qin Lie's bow was a show of respect for a supreme expert.

Fan Zhenkun's expression shifted, and then his eyes lit up with excitement.

"Fan Zhenkun pays his respects to Lord Yang!" he declared, stepping forward and bowing respectfully with a clasped fist.

Chen Yang spoke coolly, "I hear you've been looking for me, wanting to obtain first-rank cultivation?"

"That's right!" Fan Zhenkun straightened his back, full of confidence. "I am exceptionally talented and have earned the right to receive your opportunity."

"Is that so?" Chen Yang replied placidly. "Then catch."

BOOM!

A clap of thunder exploded across the sky. A massive wave rose from the river's surface and crashed down on Xuanling Island—or more precisely, on Fan Zhenkun.

The bluestone slabs on the ground shattered on impact.

The crowd was stunned into silence.

He was engulfed by a single wave?

"You little piece of trash, eating dirt already?" Qin Yan sneered, feeling an indescribable sense of satisfaction as he saw a soaked Fan Zhenkun struggling on the ground.

But as he laughed, his eyes suddenly widened in terror, as if he had just witnessed the most horrifying thing in the world. He instinctively glanced at Qin Lie.

Their eyes met, and a chill shot through their bodies.

Fan Zhenkun… he's only at the sixth rank now? A single wave knocked him down two ranks of cultivation?

"No one has ever dared to question how I do things," Chen Yang's calm voice resounded in everyone's ears like a tolling bell. "And yet, recently, someone has said I act without consideration, that I wasted a great opportunity. What do you think you are?"

BEEP!

Fan Haijun and the other Fan Family members staggered as if struck by lightning, their faces ashen.

"You can't even withstand a single wave, yet you dare claim to have exceptional talent. How utterly laughable."

THUMP!

Fan Zhenkun, who had always been arrogant and considered himself the best of his generation, had just managed to struggle to his feet. Upon hearing those words, he collapsed back onto the ground, overcome with shame and humiliation.

This… this…

"I refuse to accept this!" Fan Zhenkun roared, scrambling to his feet again and glaring in Chen Yang's direction. "What kind of opportunity is this? You're clearly just suppressing me! You're playing favorites! It's unfair!"

Chen Yang didn't speak. He simply raised his right hand.

Another wave surged upward, but this time, it was directed at Qin Hao.

BOOM!

Despite the towering wave and rolling thunder, Qin Hao stood firm, unshaken.

When the mist cleared, Qin Hao's cultivation had astoundingly reached the tenth rank.

Fan Zhenkun was speechless.

So was everyone else.

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