Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 1954: Chapter 1953: Another Battle, Do You Dare?!

Of course, whether it looks deliberate or not doesn’t matter anymore.

Even though it does look like someone arranged it on purpose, leaving all these Young Masters and Divine Sons for last, that still can’t really be called unfair.

Because if you truly have the strength, you wouldn’t have been eliminated.

The reason only these people are left is still because those who got eliminated simply weren’t strong enough!

Top Ten Young Masters, Top Ten Fairies, Top Ten Divine Sons, Top Ten Demon Sons.

Forty people in total, and nine-tenths of them came; at this moment almost all of them are still here. Su Han felt that his chance of running into one of them was really, really high...

And in fact, that was exactly what happened. When Su Han saw the opponent for this round, he couldn’t help but smile.

Young Master Wuhen, Lin Jian!

”Whoosh!”

Su Han’s figure flickered. Without any hesitation, he went straight up onto the arena.

He stretched out his palm and crooked a finger at Lin Jian, his gaze glinting as he smiled and said, ”Young Master Wuhen... come!”

Lin Jian’s face was so dark it looked like water could drip out of it!

He’d still been holding onto a sliver of luck, muttering in his heart the whole time that he mustn’t run into that freak Su Baliu.

Fifty advancing to twenty‑five meant there were twenty‑five arena matches, and the chance of meeting Su Baliu was one in twenty‑five!

Lin Jian had never expected that he’d be so damned unlucky as to hit the jackpot!

If he hadn’t run into Su Han, he actually had a pretty good shot at making it into the top twenty‑five.

The top twenty‑five versus the top fifty—that’s a huge gap...

Just in terms of rewards, the difference was massive!

Swoosh swoosh swoosh—

The people paying attention to Nine Shadows Young Master’s side were clearly the most numerous.

Right now, seeing Su Han step onto the arena for the first time, all those countless gazes immediately turned his way.

With all eyes on him, Lin Jian was riding a tiger and couldn’t get off. He clenched his teeth, his figure flickered, and he too stepped up onto the stage.

”Su Baliu, I...”

He lifted his head to look at Su Han, wanting to say something.

But Su Han cut him off directly, smiling as he said, ”The dignified Young Master Wuhen wouldn’t say something like ’I concede’ now, would he? I’ve always wanted to experience for myself just what level of strength one of the Top Ten Young Masters, Young Master Wuhen, actually has!”

Hearing this, Lin Jian’s expression turned even uglier.

Experience?

Experience your ass!

Back in that second phase, don’t tell him you didn’t already experience it?

Lin Jian really had an impulse to surrender. He knew that given the grudge between him and Su Baliu, the other side was very likely going to viciously trample him again. Otherwise, Su Han wouldn’t have blocked his words right from the start like this.

But now that Su Han had said all that, if he still conceded, that would really be losing face on a whole other level!

”Are you going to make the first move, or should I?” Su Han’s voice floated over again.

”Hmph!”

Knowing that things were already irreversible, Lin Jian let out a cold snort on the spot. His Cultivation Base erupted fully, and a chilling hook emitting a faint violet light appeared in his hand.

”A Low-Grade Netherworld Artifact?”

Su Han swept a glance over the hook and shook his head with a smile. ”Brother Lin, it’s not that I’m looking down on you, but with your Second Grade Divine Sea Realm Cultivation Base, even if you have a method to drive a Netherworld Artifact, you can’t possibly bring out its full power, right? I think you’d be better off using a High-Grade Imperial Artifact. Of course, if you’ve got a Top-Grade Imperial Weapon, that’d be even better.”

”What Lin uses is none of your business!”

As Lin Jian’s words fell, that hook suddenly shot out. A streak of light tethered to it lashed straight toward Su Han.

”Boom!”

Su Han stood still as the hook slammed directly into him. With Lin Jian’s great force behind it, he gave a vicious yank, and Su Han’s figure collapsed in an instant.

”Hm?”

Seeing that there wasn’t the slightest spray of blood, Lin Jian immediately knew that what his hook had struck was nothing but an afterimage.

And at that very moment—

A fair, white hand suddenly appeared behind Lin Jian.

Before he could react, it grabbed his ankle and gave a ferocious tug.

Lin Jian’s expression changed drastically. His body suddenly lost all sense of weight, and under that big hand he was hoisted straight into the air.

”Off you go!”

A faint voice came, and the force on his ankle grew stronger and stronger.

Lin Jian immediately mobilized his Cultivation Base, trying to break free.

But in that instant, he suddenly discovered that his Cultivation Base... had actually been Sealed!!!

The next second, the world spun crazily. Lin Jian’s body was flung straight off the arena and then crashed heavily to the ground with a bang, kicking up a cloud of dust!

”You’re insulting me!!!”

Feeling the needle‑like gazes stabbing into him from all directions, Lin Jian scrambled up in a wretched mess, his expression twisted as he glared at Su Han with bloodshot eyes.

He’d known he would lose, but he had never imagined he would lose this easily!

In his mind, at the very least Su Han should fight him openly and head‑on. Even if he was no match, he’d at least be able to preserve a shred of dignity.

But looking at it now...

”Insulting you?”

Su Han shook his head lightly and said calmly, ”Only someone with a deeply inferiority‑ridden heart would think others are insulting him. If you truly had confidence, why would you even ask me that?”

”Bullshit!!!” Lin Jian’s teeth were about to shatter.

The dignified Young Master Wuhen, a World-Class Prodigy who was greeted with fanatical gazes wherever he went, had just now been grabbed by the ankle, his Cultivation Base Sealed, and—with no room to resist—thrown right off the arena!

For someone as proud and self‑respecting as Lin Jian, how could he possibly endure that?

”If you’re not convinced, I’ll give you another chance.”

Su Han stood straight, pointed at the arena under his feet, and said to Lin Jian, ”Come up and fight me again. Do you dare?”

Lin Jian sobered up in an instant!

Do he dare?

Dare my ass!!!

Go up again, get his Cultivation Base Sealed by Su Han again, get grabbed by the ankle again, and get thrown out in disgrace a second time to suffer even more humiliation?

Only an idiot would agree to that!

”Just you wait!”

Lin Jian took a deep breath, forcing down the fire in his heart, and growled in a low voice, ”Su Baliu, Heavenly Talents ultimately aren’t true powerhouses. You’d best pray that on your path to becoming a powerhouse, you don’t die a horrible death!”

With that, Lin Jian’s figure flickered as he returned to the Qing Emperor Sect’s side.

Su Han stared at Lin Jian’s back, a flash of killing intent deep in his eyes.

It was obvious that Lin Jian had completely borne a grudge against him now.

Given the influence he and his mother wielded under the Illusion Clear Ancestor Emperor, there was no guarantee they wouldn’t invite some powerhouse to hunt Su Han down.

This was what Su Han feared most in the Heavenly Talents Tournament, and also the only thing he feared!

But he had to get those rewards, which meant he had to participate.

Was he supposed to keep backing down from these Heavenly Talents just because their backgrounds were too powerful, and let opportunity after opportunity slip away—opportunities that should rightfully have been his fortune?

Absolutely not!

”When soldiers come, send a general; when water rises, use earth to block it...”

Su Han clenched his fist a little tighter, murmuring in his heart, ”Qing Emperor Sect, Illusion Clear Ancestor Emperor...”

”I hope you don’t make a decision you’ll regret!”