Han Lang and Tang Haoran's words, though direct, were understood by both as mere jokes, and neither took them to heart.
The next day, as night fell.
This was the time for the decisive battle, as stipulated in Liu Jian's challenge.
Han Lang felt no tension, as relaxed as if he were going out for a casual stroll.
However, Tang Haoran, Han Kang, and the others remained deeply worried.
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Tang Haoran's face was also solemn. "That's right. We can't be careless about this!"
Han Lang shook his head. "Don't worry! I'm confident. You guys prepare some supper and wait for my triumphant return!"
Seeing Han Lang's confidence, Tang Haoran and Han Kang couldn't say anything more.
"Alright! We'll prepare barbecue and drinks. Make sure you're back by ten o'clock, or the barbecue will get cold!"
Han Lang offered a smile, then without looking back, he got into the new car Han Kang had gotten for him.
Truth be told, he wasn't worried about this fight; he was even a little excited.
For him, this was a rare battle against an opponent of equal standing.
It would not only increase his combat experience but also allow him to truly test his own strength and personally experience whether the Shennong Imperial Needle Technique could truly allow him to defeat opponents of higher cultivation.
Of course, before this, he had also prepared for the worst.
But no matter how he calculated it, Liu Jian's strength would definitely not exceed the mid-stage Martial Practitioner realm!
Under such evenly matched conditions, even if the Shennong Imperial Needle Technique was exaggerated, he was confident he could retreat unharmed.
This was why he had the courage to face the challenge alone.
Otherwise, wouldn't he just be a fool playing with his life to show off?
The car sped off,
Soon,
Han Lang arrived at the agreed-upon underground city!
He knew this place.
It was originally the largest underground warehouse in Le City. After Jin Chunfeng acquired it, he converted it into a massive underground boxing arena, exclusively for the entertainment of wealthy individuals betting on fights.
However, tonight, the place was unusually quiet.
Perhaps it was because Liu Jian had requested its use, and Jin Chunfeng had specifically cleared it for him.
Han Lang strode in, and from a distance, he saw Liu Jian sitting lazily alone on the boxing ring, appearing as confident as Han Lang about this battle.
"Yo, you actually dared to come! Looks like you have some backbone compared to being a shrinking turtle!"
Han Lang's lips curved slightly as he replied, "Oh? Should I thank you for your praise then?"
"Heh, no need! After all, who cares about the thanks of a dead man?"
Han Lang retorted smoothly, "Indeed! After all, for a dead person, there's no need to thank anyone!"
Hearing this, Liu Jian's expression changed drastically. He snorted, "Hmph! Then I'd like to see if your strength has improved as much as your mouth has over these past few days!"
With that, he stood up, put a little force into his feet, and with a "bang," he charged towards Han Lang.
Han Lang retreated a step, steadying himself. The moment he unleashed his divine sense, spiritual energy condensed in his right fist, and he met Liu Jian's attack, pushing forward fiercely.
With a "boom!"
The shockwave from the explosion caused the chandeliers above to creak. Both Han Lang and Liu Jian were forced back several steps.
After regaining his balance, Liu Jian abruptly withdrew his hand and took an involuntary step forward, looking at Han Lang in shock and exclaiming.
"You've broken through to Foundation Establishment?"
Han Lang flicked his sleeve and smiled slightly, "What? You're allowed to break through, but I'm not?"
Liu Jian couldn't believe it. "How is that possible? How could a mere rich second-generation from Le City break through so quickly? Moreover, your previous strength was clearly one or two levels below mine. How could you..."
Before Liu Jian could finish speaking, Han Lang waved his hands at him, saying with a hint of mockery.
"Hey, what kind of talk is that! As a member of the cultivation world, don't you know that cultivation depends on opportunity? What? Haven't you found any opportunities in all these days?"
Han Lang's sarcasm ignited Liu Jian's anger. He forcefully flicked his sleeve and said indignantly.
"Hmph! So what if I have opportunities? I refuse to believe that you, a rogue cultivator with no background, could encounter opportunities for rapid advancement, let alone opportunities for high-level martial arts techniques! Today, I'll show you what true strength is!"
As he spoke, the surging spiritual energy within his body rapidly flowed towards his clenched fists. Soon, it transformed into wisps of steaming light yellow qi. Then, he unleashed both fists.
"Tiger Charge Fist!"
With Liu Jian's shout, the surging qi clusters gradually transformed into two visible golden-white fierce tigers in the air, baring their fangs and lunging at Han Lang.
"Damn! Flashy!"
Han Lang exclaimed in admiration while condensing a shield of spiritual energy, like a pot lid, in front of him.
He intended to withstand this move head-on to test the strength of Liu Jian's martial arts technique.
"Boom! Boom!"
The massive spiritual energy explosion sent Han Lang tumbling several somersaults in the air.
Before he could regain his footing, another golden tiger lunged at him.
Han Lang was greatly alarmed. He quickly moved his divine sense, and three golden needles shot out in response, forming a triangle and piercing directly into the tiger's chest!
"Rumble!"
An even larger spiritual energy explosion erupted. The shockwave even shattered all the chandeliers above. If it weren't for the green emergency lights immediately illuminating, the entire underground city would have plunged into darkness!
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... Is this the martial arts technique you're so proud of? It doesn't seem like much, does it?"
Han Lang's mockery echoed throughout the underground city, while Liu Jian on the other side stared with disbelief, his eyes wide.
"How is that possible? You actually blocked my three consecutive martial arts techniques?"
Han Lang sneered dismissively and said coldly, "Now, let's see if you can block my techniques!"
As soon as he finished speaking, three silver needles buzzed and shot directly at Liu Jian.
Liu Jian was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected Han Lang's techniques to involve controlling such tiny golden needles.
If he hadn't reached the mid-stage Martial Practitioner realm and activated his divine sense, he might not have even detected the arrival of the golden needles.
He dared not be careless, launching consecutive heavy punches, barely managing to deflect the constantly attacking golden needles.
But at this moment, the speeding golden needles were like maggots gnawing at the bone. As soon as one was repelled, another arrived instantly.
Watching Liu Jian struggle to cope, Han Lang chuckled with a relaxed expression.
He walked forward with his hands behind his back, deliberately appearing idle as he paced in front of Liu Jian, even taking the time to mock him.
"Oh dear, I'm only using six levels of force, and you're already struggling to cope? If I used my full strength, wouldn't you be defeated instantly?"
Seeing Han Lang's relaxed demeanor, Liu Jian's brow furrowed deeply.
He didn't doubt Han Lang's words at all.
These flying, tiny golden needles not only made him feel unable to defend against them but also made him sense the immense potential energy contained within them!
"Pfft!"
A golden needle directly embedded itself into Liu Jian's right arm.
In an instant, he felt the spiritual energy circulation in his entire right hand suddenly become sluggish, unable to circulate at all.
Liu Jian was greatly alarmed!
In battle, if the spiritual energy in his body couldn't circulate, his combat power would be greatly reduced!
Just as he was worrying, there was another "pfft," and the meridians in his left arm were instantly sealed!
Unable to resist, he could only watch helplessly as the last golden needle pierced his chest and abdomen, sealing the spiritual energy circulation of his entire body!
Liu Jian instantly went limp!
With disbelief in his eyes, he looked at Han Lang and shouted, "What did you do to me?"
Han Lang continued to walk towards him with his hands behind his back and asked leisurely, "Golden needle meridian sealing. It shouldn't be difficult to understand, right?"
Liu Jian gritted his teeth. "Is this the only underhanded method you know?"
"Haha..." Han Lang couldn't help but laugh. "Not at all! I told you, I only used six levels of force! I purely wanted to test the effect of meridian sealing with golden needles. If I had used my full strength, the golden needles would have already taken your life!"
Liu Jian was indignant, but having already lost, he no longer had the capital to be arrogant.
So, with a grim expression, he asked, "What do you want now?"
Han Lang smiled slightly, his face full of mockery.
"I don't want anything! I just want to interview you! Why would a mid-stage Martial Practitioner willingly serve a commoner like Jin Chunfeng as a dog?"