Published: February 24, 2025
Tan Yun never expected that Sun Abe would dare to humiliate him so brazenly!
In an instant, his pent-up rage erupted. His face twisted in anger as he roared, “You…”
Tan Yun suddenly interrupted, “Abe Sun, have you forgotten who you are? You are merely a danmai disciple! What qualifications do you have to challenge me?”
The surrounding onlookers gasped, their eyes wide with shock.
Sun Abe’s expression changed, and he clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white.
“You dare to insult me, Tan Yun! I will make you pay for this!” he shouted.
With that, he summoned his spiritual power, and a menacing aura erupted from him. The ground trembled slightly under the weight of his rage.
Tan Yun remained unperturbed, a calm smile playing on his lips.
“It seems you still don’t understand your own limits,” he said nonchalantly.
The crowd was captivated by the tension between the two.
Sun Abe’s face flushed with humiliation, and he unleashed his danmai power, forming a glowing sphere of energy around him.
“I will show you the true meaning of power!” he yelled, launching himself at Tan Yun with a fierce determination.
Tan Yun effortlessly stepped aside, dodging the attack with the primordial divine step.
In a flash, he countered with his own sword technique, the sword aura slicing through the air.
Sun Abe barely managed to react, but it was too late. The sword aura struck him, sending him crashing into the ground.
The impact created a cloud of dust, and the spectators held their breath, unsure of what would happen next.
When the dust settled, Sun Abe lay on the ground, his expression a mix of shock and disbelief.
“I… I underestimated you,” he stammered, struggling to rise.
Tan Yun looked down at him, a glint of triumph in his eyes.
“This lesson will serve you well,” he said coldly, turning to leave.
The crowd erupted in whispers, marveling at the turn of events and the display of strength from Tan Yun.
Sun Abe, humiliated and defeated, vowed to himself that he would seek revenge one day.
But for now, he could only watch as Tan Yun walked away, the victor.
“Grandfather can go up the tower as quickly or as slowly as he likes; it’s none of your business. Of course, if you insist on saying that I’m deliberately trying to overtake you when you’re about to reach the 100th floor, then you can think that way, it doesn’t matter to me.”
“As for sparring, what do you think you are? Just because you want to spar with me, I have to oblige?”
Tan Yun's eyes glinted with cold light, “Listen clearly, if you want to spar with me, you’re not qualified. But I’ll give you a chance; issue a life-and-death challenge. I don’t mind obliterating you, this eyesore!”
Arrogant!
At that moment, Tan Yun seemed incredibly arrogant in the eyes of everyone present!
One moment, Tan Yun was like a calm lake, and in the next, he became a surging tidal wave!
Tan Yun's words not only stunned Sun Abe but also silenced everyone present!
The crowd was silent, their gazes fixed on Sun Abe!
Sun Abe felt his cheeks burning, as if he had received a thousand slaps across the face!
He wanted to immediately challenge Tan Yun to a life-and-death duel, but when he thought of how Tan Yun had previously defeated Li Zhi’an, Ye Ling, and later killed Gao Yang Wushuang and Ouyang Qian, all under the circumstances where everyone believed Tan Yun would surely die, he hesitated.
Sun Abe also recalled that when Tan Yun had killed Gao Yang Wushuang and Ouyang Qian, he was still at the seventh layer of the fetal soul realm. Now, considering that Tan Yun had advanced to the eighth layer realm, his strength must have greatly increased…
Thinking this through, Sun Abe, unaware of Tan Yun's true strength, dared not recklessly engage in a life-and-death battle!
But if he came here all riled up and left in a timid manner, he would completely lose face!
Tan Yun looked at the hesitant Sun Abe and intensified his taunts, “Abe, I’ve given you a chance, what are you still hesitating for?”