50 You're No Match for Me

I'm back everyone!!!!! Yayyyyyyy.

I'm really hyped for this story. And I want to see it to the end, that's why I won't give up on this story until I reach the end, no matter how long it takes.

As for the mass release I promised a month ago, it will come on Monday, of around 10 chaps ( no. can be up or down).

Let's gooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!

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Seeing Li Ang on stage, the crowd erupted into cheers and applause for him! 

Li Ang had a good reputation in the past. If it weren't for Mo Qingkuang's arrogant appearance and slapping him away with a palm, he might still be considered one of the Capital's trusted geniuses. 

Now, just because Li Ang dared to be the first to challenge on stage, the crowd was willing to show him warm applause. 

If Li Ang could defeat Lin Yang, that would be even better. The people of Central Province wouldn't mind making him the new hero. 

Lin Yang didn't pay attention to Li Ang, who was the first to take the stage. Instead, he looked at Mo Qingkuang mockingly and said, "What, are you waiting for them to lose one by one before coming up to pick up the pieces?" 

Mo Qingkuang's eyes were sharp as he coldly looked at Lin Yang. "Letting you be complacent for a while and then crushing you to the bottom, wouldn't that be much better?" 

"Oof, Sharp-tongued, but I hope you don't take any prohibited drugs later," Lin Yang sneered. 

Upon hearing the words 'prohibited drugs,' the crowd was surprised, and discussions broke out. "Did Kuang Qing once take prohibited drugs?" 

"Or is Kuang Qing's strength built on drugs?" 

People looked at Mo Qingkuang with more scrutinizing eyes. 

Lin Yang's displayed strength had already surpassed many peers. Kuang Qing was their last hope. If Kuang Qing turned out to be less capable than expected, then this session of the martial examination in the Tianxuan Empire would be a complete failure! 

Seeing the skeptical and questioning eyes of the crowd, Mo Qingkuang was infuriated. His body trembled, and his internal energy was on the verge of chaos. 

In the recruitment competition of the Yuan Sword Sect, he was defeated by Lin Yang even when using prohibited drugs —a stain he couldn't erase in his life. 

It was the reason he became homeless, faked his death, and roamed around! 

There were also the young talents in Tiannan City who had always been suppressed by him, as well as the Tiannan people who had admired him under his genius halo. 

Their doubts and disdainful looks still haunted his memories. 

Lin Yang, in front of such a large audience, exposed his deepest scar. How could he not be enraged? 

Immediately, a green light flashed beneath his feet, and he was about to rush onto the stage to have a decisive battle with Lin Yang. 

But Zheng Tao waved his hand and shouted, "If you want to challenge, please declare it in advance. Do not interfere with others' duels!" 

Mo Qingkuang was firmly suppressed in place by an invisible force, unable to move. 

Han Yan stood next to Mo Qingkuang, fluttering her bright eyes as she looked at him. "Did you really take prohibited drugs?" 

After hearing this, Mo Qingkuang's face turned even darker, almost erupting on the spot. 

Unfortunately, restrained by Zheng Tao, he could only snort and say, "What do you think?" 

Lin Yang's words smoothly shifted the attention to Mo Qingkuang, making Li Ang, who should have been one of the main characters in this battle, feel a strong sense of humiliation! 

"I am the participant in this battle. Why are you all ignoring me just because of this verbal spat between Lin Yang and Kuang Qing?" 

Once, I was also the genius you all admired! 

'You can all ignore me! Just wait until I defeat Lin Yang, beat Kuang Qing, and win against everyone! I will still be the genius you admire!' Li Ang silently shouted in his heart. 

'And that arrogant Han Yan! Do you really think that you can look down on me?' 

Li Ang took a step forward, drew a flexible sword from his belt, and said sinisterly, "Lin Yang, I am your opponent!" 

Only then did Lin Yang shift his attention to Li Ang, a faint smile playing on his lips. "You are not my opponent." 

"You!" Li Ang was infuriated at his words and swung the flexible sword towards Lin Yang in anger. 

He had also practised a wind attribute martial art. Although he sacrificed some speed, leaning towards the mysterious path, he was still faster than ordinary warriors. 

His movements were swift, the flexible sword in his hand moving like a silver snake, elusive. Most people in the audience could hardly see the trajectory of his sword. 

Lin Yang stood still, showing no signs of panic. 

His eyes narrowed as he calmly watched Li Ang, who constantly attacked from changing and tricky angles. 

"Li Ang has become stronger than before," Tang Yu remarked while observing Li Ang's sword. 

Although he was not particularly fond of Li Ang, now was a time of common enemies. Naturally, the strength of 'one's own people' was better the stronger it was. 

Li Ang's sword technique had great confusing effects, especially when using a flexible sword. 

For ordinary people, once they couldn't discern the true attack angle, they would find it challenging to resist. 

For others, perhaps such a sword technique seemed mysterious, but for Lin Yang, who had endured rigorous training in the hellish training method, it was not difficult. 

Li Ang's sword attacks were deceptive, but the actual execution was based on the wrist's shaking and the flexible sword's agile characteristics. 

In other words, as long as one could control Li Ang's sword-holding wrist, they could decipher this sword technique! 

In the instant when the flexible sword closed in, Lin Yang stepped on using the Phantom Steps, his figure flickered, suddenly lowering, and he managed to evade this tricky strike. 

Following that, Lin Yang took the next step, lowered his shoulder, and collided! 

Li Ang's slender body was sent flying several meters away! 

It's worth noting that Lin Yang is someone who can go head-to-head with Chen Shi, who practices earth attribute martial arts! 

In the battle against Chen Shi, it had already been fully demonstrated how formidable Lin Yang's physique was. 

Li Ang got up from the ground, coughing harshly. Lin Yang's collision just now didn't involve too much true qi, but it happened to hit his chest, causing him to feel a bit choked. 

He looked at Lin Yang with astonishment. His move, 'Silver Snake Spits Venom,' had been tried and tested many times and rarely failed. Except for opponents significantly faster than him who could avoid it, others could only try to guess the landing point of the flexible sword to defend. 

Lin Yang, however, didn't fall into this category. He actually saw the flaw in this sword technique at a glance and instantly thought of a way to counter it! 

Especially those on the stage with high cultivation, their gaze towards Lin Yang changed! 

His extraordinary talent in cultivation was well-known, breaking through to the eighth rank in three months with heavenly-grade roots! Lin Yang's background has been thoroughly investigated. 

But no one expected that this young man's martial talent would be so terrifying, effortlessly deciphering the Li family's inherited flexible sword technique with just a glance. 

Li Ang wasn't just someone with superficial knowledge; he was a genius who had immersed himself in this path for over ten years! 

"I told you, you're not my opponent." Lin Yang smiled. Dealing with characters like Li Ang was even easier than facing Chen Shi. Under the mystical movements of the Phantom Steps, the strange attacks had almost no room for effectiveness. 

Li Ang, to have any chance of winning, had to go head-on. However, facing Lin Yang head-on meant having no chance at all. 

Perhaps only Mo Qingkuang, who had experienced death and resurrection, had the qualifications to be Lin Yang's opponent. 

Li Ang's face turned as dark as water, and the confident strike he had vowed to deliver was effortlessly dismantled. His valiant words before the battle became almost laughable. 

He gritted his teeth and infused true qi into the sword. The once soft and snake-like sword suddenly became extremely rigid! 

Holding the sword horizontally in front of him, he gripped the hilt with both hands. "Don't be too proud! Sword of Transcendence!"