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Chapter 795: Chapter 794: Sparks with Lightning_1 Chapter 795: Chapter 794: Sparks with Lightning_1 After such a prolonged period, the great feast of elites had rendered the lower rankings obsolete, as everyone’s attention focused intently on the top ten list.

This list also represented the succession order within the Ancient Martial World.

On this day, Cui Dong challenged Yang Gan!

This battle instantly became the centerpiece of the entire Ancient Martial World.

Their rankings were close, the tenth and ninth respectively, one a direct disciple of the unfathomable Xu Fan, the other an inheritor of the equally impenetrable Banished Immortal Ke Jiaze.

Their clash was extraordinarily thrilling.

In Shenzhen City, atop Qilin Mountain, many Ancient Martial Artists who had come to watch the battle were causing a stir; the crowd had swelled to several thousand.

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All the top ten on the elite list had arrived.

Cui Dong and Yang Gan were the dark horses of this generation, exuberant in their hopping about.

Although ranked lower, they both possessed the strength to pose a threat.

Such an excellent opportunity for observation was not to be missed, as it provided a chance to better understand one’s adversaries.

Everyone had tacitly cleared their schedules for the day, choosing to come to Qilin Mountain to witness the battle.

Moreover, it was very likely that after the bout between Cui Dong and Yang Gan, others would begin issuing challenges as well.

Zhou Xian, Song Qingshan, and other security team members who had attended the feast of elites had all arrived, cheering him on.

The Turtle Hermit, Xu Dan, Bull Demon, and other security teams were also present in numbers, standing in solidarity with their brothers.

The prime spot for spectating was a mountain peak, where several figures stood with their robes fluttering in the wind, their bodies emanating tremendously robust energy, seemingly influencing the very space around them with each breath they took.

These individuals were all Dongxu Realm powerhouses!

“Brother Jiaze, what do you think the outcome of this duel will be?” asked a middle-aged man in a green robe, fanning himself with a paper fan.

The speaker was the Banished Immortal, You Yuanwu, whose disciple Le Yixiu was currently ranked sixth on the elite list.

Standing next to You Yuanwu was a middle-aged man dressed in white training attire, with a stern face and a no-nonsense demeanor, his hands clasped behind his back.

This man was none other than Yang Gan’s master, the Banished Immortal Ke Jiaze.

“Yang Gan’s talent is exceptional, and he has shown great promise.

Since childhood, I have personally overseen his cultivation.

Over twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I know his strength best.

Although Cui Dong is also not bad, and his master is Xu Fan, he has been exposed to Ancient Martial Arts for less than a month.

Even if his Realm is there, it is difficult to fully utilize it in actual combat.

In this decisive battle, Yang Gan has a great chance of winning,” Ke Jiaze pondered then continued, “Xu Fan’s strength is extremely formidable, and although I am not his match, he is still young in years.

When it comes to teaching disciples, he may not surpass me.”

“Hmm, I’ve observed his previous few matches.

The ‘Chaos Primordial Opening Technique’ is very aggressive,” You Yuanwu agreed.

Ke Jiaze, still unconcerned, responded, “No matter, Yang Gan has not spent these years in vain.

Before the match, Yang Gan even told me that after defeating Cui Dong, he will directly challenge your disciple Le Yixiu.

Tell him in advance, so he is prepared.”

Having said that, he even smiled at You Yuanwu.

“Oh,” You Yuanwu merely smiled and did not continue the conversation.

Ke Jiaze no longer spoke, instead turning his head to nod at Yang Gan who stood in the distance.

Yang Gan then leaped into the air and landed steadily in the center of the battleground, standing with his hands clasped behind him.

Yang Gan was dressed in a simple robe, his hands empty and without any weapon; his fist, however, was his weapon.

Yang Gan’s hands differed somewhat from those of ordinary people.

The joints of his fingers and the space between his thumb and forefinger were exceptionally smooth, devoid of any wrinkles.

The high-ranking and deeply understanding Ancient Martial Artists present, upon noticing his hands, had a momentary flicker of surprise in their eyes.

The hands of an Ancient Martial Artist who practiced hand combat, due to continuous training, were usually rough and covered with thick calluses, making them incredibly firm, even indestructible, but at the cost of sensitivity.

However, his hands were excessively clean and smooth, suggesting a return to the essence.

Clearly, Yang Gan had already reached this Realm.

Just by this trait alone, Yang Gan was a notch above some of the older powerhouses present.

Indeed, the Banished Immortal’s disciple was no ordinary person.

It seems this match is going to be extraordinarily exciting.

“Cui Dong!

Heh heh….”

Yang Gan stood proudly in the very center of the battlefield, hands clasped behind his back, eyes closed, resting and recuperating, calm and composed, exuding quite the air of an immortal.

As a disciple of the Banished Immortal Ke Jiaze, his demeanor and poise were naturally impeccable.

Simply by standing there, many ancient martial artists already felt the gap between them.

The venue was already packed with ancient martial artists, who had arrived early for fear of missing a thrilling moment.

Now, all eyes were on Cui Dong—everyone was eager to see which dark horse would prove superior!

Only those martial artists of at least the Venerable level dared to approach the inner circle of the battlefield, confident in their own strength and unworried about being harmed by the residual effects of the battle.

A step further out stood those at the peak of Grandmaster level, and on the periphery were more ordinary Martial Arts Grandmasters and Qi Energy Masters.

These individuals didn’t fully understand the power of the two strong contenders fighting today; in their eyes, both were incredibly formidable, backed by truly terrifying forces.

“Why hasn’t Cui Dong arrived yet?”

“Hey, do you think he got scared at the last minute, freaked out, and ran away?”

“Shh, are you guys crazy?

All of Cui Dong’s companions are standing right there.

With Yi Fan Security present, if you want to die, don’t drag me into it!”

“Cui Dong is Xu Fan’s disciple; he would never tarnish Xu Fan’s name.

Besides, he’s a very proud person.

As far as he’s concerned, Yang Gan isn’t even a match for him!”

“That cocky, huh!

Looks like we’re in for a good show today!”

“…”

A group of onlookers started whispering excitedly amongst themselves; after all, both competitors were big dark horses!

If they could witness these two top-notch fighters clash, it would be worth the wait, even if it took all day.

“Cui Dong is here!” someone in the crowd shouted.

Everyone turned their heads only to see a figure speeding from a distance, seemingly with purple electrical arcs crackling around his body, snapping and popping as he approached.

A trail of sparks and lightning might be the best way to describe the scene.

In the blink of an eye, Cui Dong was already standing in the middle of the arena, directly opposite Yang Gan, roughly thirty meters away.

The sound of the crackling sparks was exceptionally clear and bright, as if Cui Dong himself was the embodiment of lightning.

Many onlookers were left somewhat dumbfounded.