Invincible Divine Doctor of the Beautiful Lady-Chapter 894 - 868: Challenging Wu Chaoyang

Xie Lei won, or rather narrowly won, the victory was quite difficult.

Bai Jiang once again met defeat at Xie Lei’s hands and left in a dismal mood, flicking his sleeves as he walked away.

Among the other seven challenges, each had their own outcomes, with eight challengers knocking out four existing members. This showcased the intense competition of this Saint List battle.

The first wave of challenges concluded, and then came the second wave. Even those at the Eighth Layer of the Earthly Realm joined in the fun. The disparity in realms meant their chances of winning were slim, so they came mostly to join the excitement and engage with masters.

The challenges went on for a full two hours before no one else dared to step forward. The four of the Myriad Saints Valley stood firm as ever, like immovable mountains, with no one daring to provoke them, as if a mutual understanding was reached.

Of the original eight, only four remained, fortunately with Xie Lei among them. Xie Lei’s performance today was indeed commendable, earning plenty of cheers. Apart from Xie Lei, the former seventh on the Saint List from the Myriad Saints Hall, Hu Shengkai, also resisted the pressure and stayed, making the Myriad Saints Hall truly shine.

However, only Xie Lei and Hu Shengkai remained. The attempts of the other Myriad Saints Hall members ended in failure.

After the contention, though there were many changes in the rankings and personnel, the general distribution remained stable with each faction having three members, no more, no less.

The Saint Heir swept his gaze around the room and said, "Is there no one else willing to challenge?" As he spoke, his eyes drifted toward Tangyu, having heard from Xie Lei that Tangyu would participate in the Saint List battle.

Qian Shanxue also looked at Tangyu and said, "Aren’t you going up to challenge?"

Tangyu smiled and stepped forward. As Tangyu stepped out, numerous eyes focused on him, though many scoffed. Although Tangyu had gained some notoriety within the Inner Gate, it was not significant. Naturally, few believed Tangyu had the strength to challenge for the Saint List.

The least you needed was the Eighth Layer of the Earthly Realm to qualify. Did this guy really have that qualification?

Sneers and doubts poured in.

Tangyu ignored these looks and instead cast his gaze towards the leader of the Morning Sun Hall, Wu Chaoyang, with a slight smile, "I want to challenge you!"

As these words were spoken, the venue erupted as if a tsunami had hit.

"Is he crazy? Or did he take the wrong medicine? Daring to challenge Wu Chaoyang?"

"This guy must be stupid, daring to provoke Wu Chaoyang’s might, is he truly unafraid of death?"

"Humph, courting death."

The gaze of the Myriad Saints Valley members also turned towards Tangyu. Although they knew Tangyu probably had some skill, immediately challenging Wu Chaoyang was indeed unexpected.

Even though Wu Chaoyang was ranked fourth on the Saint List, the gap in strength among the top four was not large. They were more or less equal, with only the Saint Heir holding a slightly higher position. Wu Chaoyang, though at the Ninth Layer of the Earthly Realm, was nearly touching the Imaginary Realm. His prowess and skills couldn’t be matched by other Ninth Layer experts.

The four of the Myriad Saints Valley had long stood at the peak of the Earthly Realm, only needing an opportunity to break into the Imaginary Realm and claim the position of Valley Master.

In fact, they had all made some progress; now, it was a race to see who would break through to the Imaginary Realm first.

Breaking through to the Imaginary Realm was a matter of sooner or later for them.

Wu Chaoyang’s eyes, as sharp as a treasured sword, looked at Tangyu, his expression impassive, his brow exuding an unapproachable majesty: "You want to challenge me?"

Wu Chaoyang’s words were somewhat dismissive, clearly regarding Tangyu’s challenge with disdain, or perhaps extreme detachment.

Besides the Myriad Saints Valley, nobody else mattered to Wu Chaoyang. This was a pride and air of a youthful king. From his high perch, he exuded an aura as if ruling the world, looking down upon all. This aura was ingrained in his very bones.

Tangyu looked at Wu Chaoyang and said, "Yes, I want to challenge you."

Wu Chaoyang chuckled slightly: "Very well, then have it your way, make your move."

Wu Chaoyang continued to stand there with his hands behind his back, the mark of a master.

Tangyu shook his head, thinking that his reputation within the Inner Gate was indeed quite lacking for someone to so easily underestimate him.

In that case, let this battle boost his reputation.

Tangyu moved his hand slightly, and a sword appeared in it; his figure moved suddenly, shooting out like an arrow leaving the bowstring.

Swoosh—

Tangyu did not employ the Langya Sword Art but used the Yin Yang Swordsmanship instead. These seven days of insights in the Sword Forest had deepened Tangyu’s understanding of the Yang Yin Sword Technique, further improving the Yin Yang Sword Technique. With one strike, he divided the Yin and Yang, stirring heaven and earth, shocking the world, and dimming the heavens.

The slash tore through the void, killing with terrifying momentum.

Not to mention Wu Chaoyang on the battlefield, even the surrounding spectators were left gaping in shock. Those who sneered earlier also shut their mouths tightly. The eyes of the Myriad Saints Valley members flashed with interest as they all took a serious look at Tangyu.

"Hmm?" Wu Chaoyang’s brow furrowed involuntarily. He naturally sensed how terrifying Tangyu’s sword force was, capable of reaching such a state. He soon realized that this Tangyu had achieved the Ninth Layer of the Earthly Realm and had cultivated such a formidable sword technique, which explained his arrogance.

However, Wu Chaoyang quickly calmed down and directly countered the attack.

A simplistic heavy sword appeared in his hand, exuding a formidable aura. It was clearly an ancient artifact, a spiritual treasure.

Wu Chaoyang swung his sword in the air, its momentum overwhelming, as if capable of splitting mountains. The dazzling light and terrifying energy cascaded down like roaring tides.

Rumble—

The clashing sound was like thunder rolling across the sky, majestic and mighty.

Tangyu staggered back a few steps, and his sword nearly broke, with a large notch appearing on the blade. This sword was given to him by Sister Bai, more suitable for a woman, and not quite right for Tangyu.

However, wielding the Yin Yang Sword technique, this lightweight sword was more agile in his hand.

Tangyu also had a good sword. Zi Cong Sword Immortal had gifted his sword to Tangyu, also an ancient treasure, surely much more powerful than Wu Chaoyang’s sword.

Yet Tangyu was reluctant to use it, as it was a key secret weapon of his. Tangyu didn’t want to use it unless absolutely necessary.

Wu Chaoyang pointed his imposing sword at Tangyu, his lips slightly curving: "Your strength is not bad, but challenging me is far from enough. If that’s your full capability, just concede. I’d hate to accidentally hurt you."

Tangyu’s lips curled into a cold arc: "That was just a warm-up. Now the real show begins."

With those words, Tangyu charged Wu Chaoyang again, this time using the Langya Sword Art. A week of contemplating in the Sword Forest had greatly improved Tangyu’s Langya Sword Art.

The Langya Sword Art consists of seven layers of artistic conception, and Tangyu had reached the Second Layer, a significant breakthrough.

As the sword swung, it shook the heavens and the earth, dazzling all, as if an ancient Sword Immortal had descended.

The sword’s power was overwhelming, striking Wu Chaoyang with the force of an Immortal’s hand, making resistance feel impossible.

Feeling the terrifying power of the sword, Wu Chaoyang was truly shocked, feeling a tangible sense of danger for the first time, and it was so intense it was uncomfortable for him.

How many years had it been since he felt this way?

What kind of sword art was this, so terrifying?

The few around Saint Heir were similarly shocked, their eyes widening slightly, faces marked with strange expressions. What a terrifying sword art, what could it be?

The Langya Sword Art displayed its supreme might, sweeping across the world. Wu Chaoyang bit down and gave his all to counter it, but soon felt utterly overwhelmed by an onslaught like a giant wave. His formidable strength was directly demolished.

His sword was blown away, and he staggered back messily, embarrassed.

Finally, Tangyu stopped, pointing his sword at Wu Chaoyang, casually saying: "You lost."

Wu Chaoyang stood there with a grim face, staring hard at Tangyu. He lost, he actually lost?

For years undefeated, he lost? And to an obscure youth, losing quite badly. This fact was something he couldn’t accept instantly.

Not only could Wu Chaoyang not accept it, but almost everyone found it hard to believe. Even the few around the Saint Heir were exchanging bewildered looks.

A silence fell, everyone stunned, as if seeing a miracle.

Only when Tangyu retracted his sword and returned to his original spot did the atmosphere erupt. Wu Chaoyang looked deeply at Tangyu and left. He lost, and the battle for the Holy Ranking no longer concerned him. Such disgrace was unbearable, so he left directly.

The aura over the Morning Sun Hall dimmed, its spirits plunged.

All eyes on Tangyu turned exceptionally peculiar.

"Mad, truly mad, could this guy be the reincarnation of an Immortal?"

"Evil demon, absolutely an evil demon defying fate, beating Wu Chaoyang?"

"Terrifying, he hasn’t been in our Myriad Saints Valley Outer Sect long, just four or five months in total, rising to such power? Still human?"

"A beast, it can only be called a beast."

Clearly, Tangyu’s performance was astonishing, and his reputation would be firmly established in the Inner Gate. None would dare underestimate him again. In future discussions of Inner Gate strongmen, Tangyu’s name would be essential.

This battle definitively cemented Tangyu’s status within the Inner Gate. freeweɓnovel-cøm