252: Chapter 251 Xia Jin makes a move, easily taking control

Lv Yang put away the walnuts in his hand, tapped his right foot lightly on the ground, and landed silently on the martial arts stage.

He looked at Xia Jin, his eyes filled with a bit more solemnity.

The battle between Marquis Chu and Mo Ning just now had already made him put aside his contempt.

These two people from the Lower Realm were somewhat beyond his expectations.

"Come on, newcomer." Lv Yang said expressionlessly: "If you can defeat me, Lv Yang, then you will take the position of the first squad leader of the Silver Sand Army!"

When he said this, his tone was extremely calm,

but those familiar with Lv Yang knew that this first squad leader of the Silver Sand Army was now serious.

Xia Jin calmly sized up his opponent, completely unbothered by the coldness in Lv Yang's tone.

For him, who was now at the third level of the Ascension Realm, he could naturally see through Lv Yang's true Realm at a glance.

Good heavens, he didn't expect this Silver Sand Army squad leader to have already achieved a Breakthrough to the first level of the Ascension Realm; no wonder he was so casual with Commander Qisong earlier.

However, for him now, it posed no threat at all.

"You... are not my opponent." Xia Jin shook his head, seemingly a bit disappointed.

Yet, this casual remark from Xia Jin was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, stirring up a thousand waves!

Lv Yang's face darkened instantly, and his gaze became extremely sharp.

This kid was too arrogant!

Did he actually look down on him?

"This kid! He seems even more arrogant than I was back then!!" Commander Qisong, standing to the side, turned his head in astonishment and looked at Xia Jin, who stood with his hands behind his back, looking calm and detached. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his eye.

He hadn't expected his cheap Junior Brother to be this... arrogant?

"Junior Brother Xia!!" Marquis Chu, who had just defeated Mo Ning, hadn't held the joy on his face for long before he stared wide-eyed at Xia Jin. He opened his mouth, momentarily at a loss for words.

"You... are all people from the Lower Realm this arrogant?" Mo Ning, sitting next to Marquis Chu and still regulating his breath from his recent injuries, asked with a strange expression.

One had to know that Lv Yang was the strongest among the fifteen squad leaders of the Silver Sand Army. Even within the entire Silver Sand Army, besides Commander Qisong, only those three grand squad leaders could best him.

Such a strong expert was looked down upon by this newcomer right in front of them; without even making a move, he claimed the other party was not his opponent?

"Uh... perhaps... my Junior Brother Xia is just a bit... too confident." Marquis Chu could only offer a sheepish smile.

The Silver Sand Army squad leaders below the martial arts stage, upon hearing Xia Jin's words, all turned their gazes fierce.

"Isn't this kid being a bit too arrogant?"

"Lv Yang is the strongest among us fifteen. How dare a newcomer from the Lower Realm talk such big talk?"

"Hmph, he'll get what's coming to him soon!"

Lv Yang took a deep breath, suppressing the trace of anger rising in his heart.

He pointed his finger straight at Xia Jin, his voice turning cold.

"Anyone can talk big; let's see what you can really do!"

Xia Jin looked at Lv Yang's cold expression and instead curled his lips slightly, revealing a smile.

"I, Xia Jin, am new here. As a Senior of the Silver Sand Army, I can let you have three moves."

Once these words were spoken, the entire training ground fell into dead silence again.

Let you have three moves?

These four words were like four loud slaps, fiercely striking Lv Yang across the face.

A trace of Killing Intent finally erupted in Lv Yang's eyes.

He was the first squad leader of the Silver Sand Army. Having struggled and climbed his way up in this army for so many years, no one had ever dared to speak to him like this!

Furthermore, the person saying this was a newcomer from the Lower Realm!

"Good, very good." Lv Yang said, gritting his teeth, "If you die, don't blame me!"

As soon as his words fell, Lv Yang flipped his hands, and two short blades appeared out of thin air in his palms.

The moment he gripped the short blades, his entire Aura changed. He was now like a beast baring its fangs.

Lv Yang lightly lifted his right foot, and the next moment, a black shadow appeared behind Xia Jin!

So fast!

Marquis Chu's expression changed.

He considered his own speed fast enough, but compared to Lv Yang, he was still a far cry behind!

And the moment Lv Yang appeared behind Xia Jin, the two short blades in his hands drew a circle simultaneously, the blade light like two black streaks of lightning, stabbing towards Xia Jin's abdomen from both sides!

This strike was tricky and vicious, at a strange angle, sealing off all of Xia Jin's room to dodge.

In Lv Yang's view, even if this strike couldn't heavily injure this arrogant kid, it would be enough to make him flustered.

However, Xia Jin's body strangely moved one step to the left at that moment.

Just one step.

A simple step.

But this step moved him perfectly out of the attack range of Lv Yang's two short blades.

Those two black streaks of blade light brushed past Xia Jin, not even touching the corner of his clothing.

After standing still, Xia Jin looked with a faint smile at the two short blades that had passed by him, then looked at Lv Yang's face, which was gradually freezing up.

Lv Yang saw Xia Jin's gaze at this moment and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

This guy... he hadn't seen his movements clearly at all just now!

How did he dodge it?

He hadn't captured any trace of it!

Could it be... that this guy was really pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?

Countless thoughts flashed through Lv Yang's mind, but soon, he suppressed them.

No!

With so many people watching, and he being the one initiating the attack, he absolutely could not lose face!

Lv Yang gritted his teeth, his Aura rising once more.

His skin began to turn bright red, as if a scorching power was surging within his body.

Following this, wisps of white steam emanated from his skin surface, making him look as if he had just come out of a steamer.

"Hah!"

Lv Yang let out a low shout, and disappeared from his spot once again.

This time, his speed was even faster than before!

Almost at the same instant he disappeared, he had already appeared in front of Xia Jin!

The two short blades stabbed out again, this time aiming at Xia Jin's chest and throat—one high, one low, one left, one right—the blade light crisscrossing like the scythe of the Grim Reaper.

However, Xia Jin merely performed a squatting motion.

His body sank abruptly, and he suddenly dropped half a head in height.

Lv Yang's two short blades stabbed over his head, missing again.

This time, a look of disbelief finally appeared on Lv Yang's face.

If the first time was luck, then what about the second time?

Was it also luck?

The expressions on the faces of the Silver Sand Army squad leaders watching from below the stage had become extremely colorful.

They watched the purple-haired youth on the stage dodge Lv Yang's two attacks with such nonchalance, their mouths wide enough to fit an egg.

"This... how is this possible?"

"Lv Yang's speed is already so fast that our eyes can barely keep up; how did this kid dodge it?"

"And have you noticed? This kid's movements... look so casual! It's as if he predicted it in advance."

Commander Qisong stood to the side, the astonishment in his eyes turning into deep shock.

Lv Yang stood in place, his chest heaving violently.

Not because of exhaustion, but because of shame and anger.

Two moves.

He had made two moves, and the opponent hadn't even struck back, nor had he even moved his feet much, yet he had dodged all his attacks.

There was one last move.

This last move, no matter what, could not fail again!

Lv Yang gripped his short blades tightly, the red color on his body becoming increasingly intense, and the white mist on his skin surface almost enveloped him completely.

"The third move!"

Lv Yang roared, and his entire body shot towards Xia Jin like a meteor!

This time, he didn't use any fancy techniques, but instead concentrated all his strength and all his speed into this one strike!

The two short blades, one after the other, pierced straight towards Xia Jin with a sharp whistling sound!

This strike was unavoidable!

However, Xia Jin raised his right foot.

His movement was very slow, so slow that everyone present could see it clearly.

But this extremely slow kick landed with absolute precision on the short blade Lv Yang had thrust out.

"Clang!"

The sole of Xia Jin's foot collided with the short blade, emitting a crisp, metallic sound.

Lv Yang felt an irresistible force coming from the short blade; his arm sank abruptly, and that short blade was actually pinned to the ground by Xia Jin's foot!

The blade sank into the martial arts stage floor, leaving only the hilt outside, trembling slightly.

Lv Yang was stunned.

He maintained his thrusting posture, frozen in place as if he had been hit by a binding spell.

His gaze slowly moved up from the short blade on the ground and landed on Xia Jin's face, which remained calm.

Xia Jin looked at him, the faint smile still hanging on the corner of his lips.

There was no mockery, no contempt, only a calm, matter-of-fact strength.

Lv Yang's lips trembled slightly.

He finally realized.

He was absolutely not this purple-haired youth's opponent.

Especially since the other party had let him have three moves just now, and he still couldn't injure him in the slightest.

Three moves.

Three whole moves.

The other party hadn't even made a move, just dodged twice and stomped once.

Yet he had already exhausted all his skills.

The gap was despairingly large.

Lv Yang stood in place, silent for a long time.

Below the martial arts stage, there was also a dead silence.

Everyone was looking at the purple-haired youth on the stage, watching his calm and detached demeanor, and a thought simultaneously emerged in their hearts:

Just how strong is this guy? Could he be even stronger than Commander Qisong?

Finally, Lv Yang let go of the short blade in his hand.

He straightened his body, took a deep look at Xia Jin, and then slowly spoke.

"I lost."