The fact that Jason Ji had defeated Ethan Ye, a newly ascended legendary figure, with a single punch left everyone in shock. Not only the crowd but even the four artists from the Celestial Secrets Pavilion paused, brushes frozen in mid-air, uncertain how to capture the sheer dominance of the moment.
"This is impossible!" Ethan Ye spat, struggling to his feet, one hand clutching his chest. The frustration and disbelief in his eyes made him look as though he might explode with fury. After activating a forbidden technique to enhance his strength, he had expected to hold his own, if not defeat, Jason. Yet Jason had taken him down in a single blow.
"Nothing is impossible," Jason said coolly, shaking his head. To him, defeating Ethan, who was still adjusting to his newfound strength, was hardly a challenge—especially since Jason had momentarily activated his Divine Seal Domain. In this state, Jason's power rivaled even legendary warriors, making him more than a match for Ethan.
"What level are you really at?" Ryan Mo, the young master of the Valley of Villains, could no longer hold back his curiosity. In a flash, he joined Jason on the arena stage, his eyes filled with a mix of caution and a fierce desire to fight.
"Legendary, Second Stage," Jason replied without hesitation.
The announcement stunned the onlookers. Only a month ago, Jason had been at the Star Formation level, and now, somehow, he'd reached the legendary realm. The crowd murmured in astonishment, wondering how Jason could advance at such a rapid pace.
"Even as a legendary warrior, you shouldn't have been able to defeat me so easily!" Ethan protested; his gaze filled with defiance. "Tell me, what technique did you use?"
Jason's expression darkened, a hint of irritation in his voice. "I already told you—anything is possible."
"I refuse to believe it!" Ethan snapped, his voice filled with desperation. "Fight me again, and show me what you're truly capable of!"
Jason's gaze turned icy, his voice dripping with scorn. "You? Not a chance."
Ethan opened his mouth, but no retort came. He clenched his fists, helplessly accepting that even at full strength, he hadn't been able to withstand a single punch from Jason.
"If he isn't enough, what about adding me?" Ryan Mo declared, stepping beside Ethan. The purpose of his visit to Chang'an was to test his strength against Jason, and now seemed the perfect opportunity.
As Ryan Mo joined the arena, the crowd's excitement surged to a fever pitch, and the artists from the Celestial Secrets Pavilion felt as if they'd struck gold—today's spectacle would be more than worth their trip.
Even the legendary figures on the viewing platform, such as the elders of the Protectorate Sect and Miranda Murong, watched the scene unfold with great interest.
Jason chuckled, his gaze sweeping over the other young prodigies in attendance. Many of them, he realized, had gathered here with the same intent as Ryan Mo. This was a unique opportunity, and he didn't intend to waste it.
"All of you, huh?" A smirk crept across his face. With a casual wave of his hand, he addressed all the prodigies gathered. "I'm in a bit of a hurry, so why don't you all come at me together?"
The arena erupted.
"Is he really challenging all of them at once?"
"This guy's arrogance knows no bounds, but I love it!"
As the crowd buzzed with excitement, Ryan Yu, the crown prince of the Ascension Empire, narrowed his eyes. "You're really inviting all of us?"
Jason shook his head with a mocking smile. "Not me challenging you—all of you challenging me."
The subtle but significant difference struck a nerve. Ryan's refined expression soured, a flicker of anger in his eyes. "Very well, then. If that's what you want, I accept."
With that, Ryan stepped onto the stage.
Sylvia Lu, the saintess of the Ming Sect, smiled seductively as she glided onto the arena. "Since you've gone to such lengths to invite us, how could I refuse?"
"Come on, Lucia," Sylvia taunted with a playful grin. "Surely you don't want to miss this chance to redeem yourself?"
Lucia Dong hesitated, torn between her family ties and her personal feelings. But memories of her encounters with Jason stirred a fire within her. "This guy is just asking for it!" she muttered, stepping forward to join the group.
Skylar Do, the monk from the Great Thunder Temple, approached the stage with a sheepish smile. "Forgive me, Jason, but your arrogance cannot go unanswered. I, too, must test your skills."
Ryan's laughter boomed as he unsheathed his sword and joined the others. "Jason, your reputation precedes you. Let's see if it's deserved!"
The stage grew crowded as each prodigy made their way to the arena, leaving only Sarah Long on the sidelines, watching with a mix of concern and admiration.
Jason gave her a wry smile. "Don't worry. I'll handle this quickly."
Sarah's expression softened, though she didn't hide her apprehension. "Just… don't push yourself too hard."
The seven prodigies, each one renowned in their own right, now stood opposite Jason, forming a formidable array of talent. Their combined aura charged the atmosphere with tension, their gazes unwavering as they prepared to fight him together.
"Let's get this over with," Jason said impatiently, glancing around at his opponents. "I've got places to be."
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