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War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens - Chapter 4679: Your Opponent Isn’t Me

Chapter 4679 Your Opponent Isn’t Me

Chapter 4679 Your Opponent Isn’t Me

Except for Jiang Hai Shan himself, Duan Ling Tian, and Hong Dong Chuan, no one expected Jiang Hai Shan to enter the arena at this moment. They all assumed that Jiang Hai Shan, as the strongest level-ninth Dao Establishment powerhouse of the Surging River Divine Kingdom, would not enter the battle so soon.

‘Could it be that Imperial Lord Jiang knows that Duan Ling Tian isn’t a match for Elder Chui so he doesn’t think there’s a need for Duan Ling Tian to fight?’

Almost everyone, including Xiao Zhen Nan and Hua Ruo, from the Surging River Divine Kingdom shared the same thoughts.

As for those from the Temple of the Bitter Sea, Yu Hao and the others were baffled. They could not figure out why Jiang Hai Shan, a level-nine Dao Establishment powerhouse, joined the battle so soon.

At this time, Elder Chui, who was holding a walking cane, frowned slightly. His gaze was piercing as she stared at Duan Ling Tian and said in a deep voice, “Duan Ling Tian, do you believe you’re not my match so you don’t even have the courage to face me on the battlefield?”

Although Elder Chui was relatively powerful among level-eight Dao Establishment powerhouses, he naturally knew he was no match for a level-nine Dao Establishment powerhouse. If he had to face Jiang Hai Shan now, then he would have no choice but to admit defeat.

Duan Ling Tian smirked upon hearing Elder Chui’s words. He said, “If that’s what you think then so be it. You can think whatever you want.”

Elder Chui’s expression darkened as soon as he saw this. “What else could it be? Don’t tell me you’re stronger than Lord Jiang?”

“You guessed it right. Alas, there’s no prize for you guessing correctly,” Duan Ling Tian said, somewhat surprised that Elder Chui caught on so quickly.

Upon hearing these words, Tuo Ye, the burly monk from the Temple of the Bitter Sea, sneered and said, “Duan Ling Tian, why are you pretending? Do you think we know nothing about you? You fought and defeated Hong Dong Chuan not long ago in the Surging River Divine Kingdom. Your strength is admirable among level-eight Dao Establishment powerhouse, but you’re not a match for Elder Chui. You’re too afraid to step into the arena now because you know you’re no match for Elder Chui, right?”

Duan Ling Tian chuckled and said disdainfully, “It’s always weaklings that like running their mouths.”

“Who are you calling a weakling?” Tuo Ye asked furiously.

“Of course, it’s you. Who else could it be?” Duan Ling Tian said with a smile.

“You!”

Tuo Ye was fuming with anger, but when he remembered that Duan Ling Tian was stronger than him, he could only suppress his anger. He was so angry that his body was trembling, but he dared not act.

At this moment, Yu Hao, the divine monk, said, “Tuo Ye, how the Surging River Divine Kingdom arranges the order of their participants is their business. You and Elder Chui should not interfere.”

Then, Yu Hao turned to Elder Chui and said, “Elder Chui, since Lord Jiang has entered the arena, you should admit defeat.”

“Yes, Divine Monk,” Elder Chui replied respectfully and retreated. After all, it was really pointless for him to fight. He would only embarrass himself if he fought Jiang Hai Shan. He would not even be able to exhaust Jiang Hai Shan’s energy for the remaining two participants after him since there was a considerable gap between their strength.

“Hmm?”

Everyone from the Surging River Divine Kingdom, including Duan Ling Tian, assumed that Yu Hao, the divine monk, would enter the arena next. Unexpectedly, another monk entered the arena.

The other party was a middle-aged monk named Bai Yan. All this time, he had been standing inconspicuously behind Yu Hao.

Previously, Duan Ling Tian had learned from Hong Dong Chuan that Bai Yan was a level-eight Dao Establishment powerhouse from the Temple of the Bitter Sea. Based on Hong Dong Chuan’s words, Bai Yan should be slightly weaker than Elder Chui. However, contrary to those words, Bai Yan actually stepped forward to face Jiang Hai Shan at this moment.

Needless to say, not only Duan Ling Tian, but everyone from the Surging River Divine Kingdom, including Jiang Hai Shan, was surprised.

Jiang Hai Shan’s eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Bai Yan and said, “It seems like I have to address you as Divine Monk Bai Yan now.”

Jiang Hai Shan naturally knew Bai Yan. During the Dao Establishment Competition a thousand years ago, the two of them fought to a draw when they were level-eight Dao Establishment powerhouses.

A thousand years later, after Jiang Hai Shan became a level-nine Dao Establishment powerhouse, Bai Yan actually had the courage to face Jiang Hai Shan in the arena. Even Elder Chui, who was presumed to be stronger than Bai Yan, admitted defeat when faced with Jiang Hai Shan. What else could this mean? It meant that Bai Yan had broken through and became a level-nine Dao Establishment powerhouse.

Jiang Hai Shan sighed and said with a complicated expression on his face, “Divine Monk Yu Hao, the Temple of the Bitter Sea really hid its talents well. First, there’s Elder Chui, and now, there’s Divine Monk Bai Yan…”

If Duan Ling Tian was not a level-nine Dao Establishment powerhouse, the Surging River Divine Kingdom would have been at a great disadvantage. Fortunately, Duan Ling Tian was a level-nine Dao Establishment powerhouse and was also stronger than Jiang Hai Shan, greatly boosting their chances of victory.

Duan Ling Tian and the others watched the intense battle from afar.

Jiang Hai Shan and Bai Yan fought fiercely, causing the mountains to collapse and the earth to shake. Their terrifying powers at the ninth Dao Establishment stage and their mastery of the Daos brought with them overwhelming pressure with each strike.

“He’s going all out to attack and injure Jiang Hai Shan…”

As a level-nine Dao Establishment powerhouse, Duan Ling Tian easily saw through the situation. Bai Yan was clearly weaker than Jiang Hai Shan and was not Jiang Hai Shan’s match at all. However, Bai Yan fought fiercely as though it was a life-or-death battle, pressuring Jiang Hai Shan greatly.

In the end, Bai Yan was seriously injured and defeated by Jiang Hai Shan, but Jiang Hai Shan did not escape unscathed. Jiang Hai Shan spat out three mouthfuls of blood, and his energy weakened greatly.

Bai Yan, unsurprisingly, was in a worse condition. His chest was sunken, his face was pale, and his body was drenched in blood. He seemed as though he was on the verge of collapse. If Yu Hao did not stop the fight, he might have died.

“Bai Yan, you fought valiantly,” Jiang Hai Shan said as he wiped the blood off the corners of his lips.

Bai Yan, whose face was covered in blood, smiled, sending shivers down people’s spines. He said, “I’m still not as strong as you, Lord Jiang…”

At this moment…

“Lord Jiang, it’s now my turn,” Yu Hao said, preparing to enter the arena. He had no intention of letting Jiang Hai Shan rest at all.

At this moment, everyone in the Temple of the Bitter Sea, including Yu Hao, was certain of their victory in the Dao Establishment Competition.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Hai Shan shook his head and smiled before he retreated from the arena. He said calmly, “Divine Monk Yu Hao, your opponent isn’t me.”

As soon as Jiang Hai Shan’s voice fell, a purple figure flew into the arena and stood across from Yu Hao.