Chapter 92

"Fight!"

With Yang Dingtian's loud roar, the entire square fell into a sudden silence!

Madam Ximen and Yan Yan both sat back in their seats, with Ximen Ningning now sitting beside Yan Yan.

Seeing Yan Yan's face full of tension and fear, Ningning held her cold little hand and said, "Don't worry, silly girl, I won't let your little Tian get hurt."

Yan Yan immediately smiled at Ningning, then said to Ximen Lie, "Big Brother, if Yang Dingtian is in mortal danger, we will act immediately and break out of Yunxiao City!"

"Understood!" Ximen Lie, who looked like a lion king, nodded, his body's mystic energy surging, his golden hair suddenly rising, ready to charge into battle at any moment!

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"Blades and swords have no eyes, life and death are determined by heaven, the battle begins!"

Tang Bozhao suddenly roared, his palm slashing down! His cold tone and cruel gesture meant that one person would definitely die in this match!

Immediately, everyone's hearts tightened, waiting for the start of the fierce battle!

Yang Dingtian suddenly raised the Night Owl Great Sword in his hand, his body's mystic energy surging, like a leopard ready to pounce. He bent his body, ready to charge, but did not move!

He could already sense that the man in front of him, Gan Lang, exuded a deadly aura, like a bloodthirsty beast.

This man was very unusual, very powerful, and very dangerous!

So Yang Dingtian wanted him to make the first move. He needed to observe this person's fighting style before deciding how to counter!

On the other hand, the dismemberment maniac Gan Lang stood lazily in place, motionless, just gently swinging the sinister claws in his hand. There was no trace of tension in his entire body, even a bit relaxed, as if he were enjoying the scenery. But this made people even more afraid, even more suffocated!

At this moment, Gan Lang's eyes were sinister and focused, like a venomous snake, staring intently at every inch of Yang Dingtian's body. It was as if a butcher was carefully examining where to make the first cut before slaughtering.

No matter who the opponent was, in front of the dismemberment maniac, they were just livestock waiting to be slaughtered.

From the move that Yang Dingtian used to instantly kill Sun Juan, Gan Lang had already gauged Yang Dingtian's strength to be around the Eighth Rank Mystic Warrior.

He, Gan Lang, had killed countless Mystic Warriors, let alone a mere Eighth or Ninth Rank Mystic Warrior, who were like livestock to him. As for Yang Dingtian breaking through several levels in just five days, being a supreme genius, what did that have to do with him? Can't geniuses be killed? Can't geniuses be dismembered?

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Everyone held their breath, waiting for the fierce battle between the two.

But Yang Dingtian did not move.

Neither did Gan Lang!

No one felt this was a sign of laziness; instead, they sensed a dangerous aura.

Everyone who knew Gan Lang knew that his fights had a distinctive feature.

Silent, venomous, and fast!

Silent, meaning that at the start of the fight, he did not make the first move. He just lazily observed his opponent, looking for weaknesses. His bloodthirsty gaze, like a venomous snake, often made opponents tremble with fear, almost to the point of collapse.

Venomous, meaning that once he made a move, his methods were extremely vicious and cruel. The most brutal and bloody, never missing!

Fast, meaning that once he made a move, his actions were as swift as lightning, impossible to defend against. The fight would end quickly, usually with one move, and the opponent would die a tragic death, dismembered into pieces!

Every fight was like this, no matter the opponent, the outcome was always the same, including over a dozen Mystic Warriors, one rank higher than Yang Dingtian!

So, this man was a combination of a vicious wolf and a venomous snake!

So, when Gan Lang made a move, it was always fatal, with no exceptions!

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Time slowly passed, and everyone in the square felt suffocated.

Yang Dingtian instinctively felt the air around him getting colder, Gan Lang's gaze becoming more bloodthirsty and cruel.

Those who paid attention noticed that the movement of Gan Lang's claws was getting slower and slower!

Qin Shaobai's eyes narrowed slightly; he knew Gan Lang very well. This vicious beast was about to make his move!

"Swish..." Indeed!

A strange light flashed in Gan Lang's eyes, and his body shot out like lightning.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

The sinister claws in his hand lunged at Yang Dingtian's chest with incredible ferocity and sharpness!

The claws sliced through the air, producing a tearing sound. A bloody light, like a bolt of lightning!

Yang Dingtian was immediately startled and chilled. The hairs on his neck stood up!

He raised his sword and slashed down, quickly blocking Gan Lang's claws!

But it was too late! Gan Lang's speed was so fast, completely beyond Yang Dingtian's imagination.

In the world of martial arts, speed is the ultimate!

"Whoosh..." The ferocious claws, like lightning, suddenly grabbed Yang Dingtian's chest.

"Die..." Gan Lang used all his strength and tore to the sides!

"Yang Dingtian is dead..." A strange excitement flashed in Qin Shaobai's eyes. He was too familiar with this scene; Gan Lang had dismembered dozens of people this way, never failing.

"Ah..." The crowd gasped in shock, and some even closed their eyes, unable to bear the bloody scene of Yang Dingtian being dismembered.

Was the battle about to end just as it began?

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Yang Dingtian's chest was suddenly torn, causing intense pain, as if his entire body was being ripped apart.

But he was fine, because he was wearing the Deep Sea Mystic Armor! The claws, though sharp, could not penetrate the armor.

"Clang..." His Night Owl Great Sword slashed down at Gan Lang's claws!

A loud clang, sparks flying!

The two separated like lightning!

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From the moment Gan Lang charged, his claws tore at Yang Dingtian's chest, to Yang Dingtian's sword slash, and their quick separation, the entire sequence did not exceed one second.

So in everyone's eyes, the two almost touched and separated instantly!

Yang Dingtian was still alive?

Qin Shaobai couldn't help but widen his eyes. How was this possible? Gan Lang never failed. His claws had clearly grabbed Yang Dingtian's chest and torn to the sides. How did he not dismember Yang Dingtian?

Everyone thought Yang Dingtian was dead for sure, but he was still standing there.

Yan Yan's body went limp, unable to sit up straight, feeling a sense of survival after a near-death experience.

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The one who truly felt a sense of survival was Yang Dingtian. His entire body was icy cold, his clothes drenched in cold sweat.

If not for the Deep Sea Mystic Armor, he would already be dead!

Gan Lang's movements were too fast, his techniques too vicious and bizarre, leaving no time to react!

Gan Lang was different from all other martial artists. He did not learn martial techniques but killing techniques!

His fatal characteristic was speed and viciousness. His battles had little to do with mystic energy! Over a dozen Mystic Warriors had died under his claws, cruelly dismembered!

Because they focused on mystic energy in their martial techniques, neglecting speed and techniques, they could not withstand Gan Lang's vicious and swift attacks!

Suddenly, Yang Dingtian thought of someone, the Yin-Yang Sect's judge, Wu Ying! He only practiced sword techniques, not mystic energy techniques.

Wu Ying had perfected his sword techniques to the extreme, so when he wanted to kill someone, even a Master-level expert could not stop him. His sword had once beheaded a Master!

The Gan Lang in front of him was very similar to Wu Ying!

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After retreating like lightning, Gan Lang stared at Yang Dingtian's chest, a cold smile on his face.

Clearly, he already knew why he couldn't tear open Yang Dingtian's chest. It was because Yang Dingtian was wearing an impenetrable armor!

Gan Lang's cold eyes then focused on Yang Dingtian's neck, and he began to swing his claws!

"You have armor protecting your body, but does your neck have it?"

Clearly, his next attack would be aimed at Yang Dingtian's neck.

Yang Dingtian's neck was not protected by the Deep Sea Mystic Armor. If it was pierced and torn, his neck, head, and entire body would be ripped apart!

Yang Dingtian took a deep breath, feeling a burning pain in his throat!

Gan Lang's movements with his claws were getting slower and slower, clearly ready to attack at any moment. Yang Dingtian had to defend against this move, or he would surely die!

But he had already used all his strength and still couldn't block Gan Lang's claws from tearing his chest. His speed was far inferior to Gan Lang's!

Lacking speed, could he make up for it with technique?

Yang Dingtian had learned the World's First Sword!

In this world, everyone chased after mystic energy levels, and very few paid attention to the subtleties of sword techniques. So when facing an opponent like Gan Lang, over a dozen Mystic Warriors had no resistance and died under his claws!

But Yang Dingtian was an exception. The sword techniques he learned, whether the Nine Tribulations of Void or the Pig Slaughtering Technique, were the most subtle in the world!

The Pig Slaughtering Technique was unparalleled in the world!

The question now was whether the subtlety of the technique could make up for the lack of speed. If not, Yang Dingtian would die a bloody death, dismembered!

Everyone in the square stared intently at Yang Dingtian's neck, knowing that Gan Lang's next move would be to tear his neck.

No one in Yunxiao City dared to hope that Yang Dingtian could block Gan Lang's fatal claw. Because if he couldn't block it the first time, he wouldn't be able to block it the second time.

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Gan Lang's movements with his claws were getting slower and slower.

Yang Dingtian's breathing almost stopped, his pores closed, using all his strength and focus to wait for Gan Lang's fatal claw.

If he couldn't block it, he would die!

"Whoosh..."

Suddenly!

A fierce light flashed, and Gan Lang charged, his claws lunging at Yang Dingtian's neck with even greater ferocity and viciousness than before!

The moment Gan Lang charged, Yang Dingtian's sword moved like a splash of water, radiating in all directions!

The sword light was fierce and strange, graceful and sharp, elegant and fierce!

The fourth move of the Pig Slaughtering Technique, Heart Dig and Lung Remove, was a move he had prepared after almost risking his life to understand Gan Lang's fighting style!

If he could block it, he could win and counterattack.

If he couldn't, he would die!

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PS: I finished writing a bit earlier today, at 3:30 AM!

My wife got me a foot warmer, so my feet are no longer cold!

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