Chapter 54
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Chapter 54: If You’re a Woman, Come Down and Fight
Human memory was strange. Even when people knew the outcome, in desperate situations, they often forgot past experiences.
The Demon Slayer Team had forgotten.
But the people of Howling Wolf Palace were laughing.
In this world, if there was anyone who loved group battles the most, it was Zhang Yang.
He relished brawls—fighting against over four thousand people all at once.
He had done just that at the Divine Forbidden Gate, sending more than four thousand people fleeing in panic.
At this moment, Lu Fang believed their previous retreat had been caused by shock and lost morale. Now that they had been given a death command, he was certain the outcome would be different.
Zhang Yang took out the Thousand Wolves Pillar, glanced at the crowd of more than four thousand around him, and shouted, “Come on, let’s fight!”
His strength was immense. The pillar, one meter wide and ten meters long, felt light in his hands. Gripping just a small section, he swung it effortlessly.
Five or six thick phoenix trees were uprooted or snapped in half, sent flying through the air.
With that single swing, hundreds of people were swept away.
Zhang Yang stood on a fallen phoenix tree, ran along its length toward a high branch, and showed no fear of becoming a target. He began to swing the Thousand Wolves Pillar in wide, powerful circles.
Around and around it went.
Anyone who approached, along with the arrows shot his way, were all sent flying.
“Hahaha! Now this is exciting!” he roared.
Suddenly, he remembered a line from a poem and shouted loudly as he leaped into the crowd:
“I, Zhang Yang, boldly battle in the Southern Region,
Arrogant and laughing in the Vast Forest!”
The Thousand Wolves Pillar spun like a storm, its powerful gusts alone enough to blow people away.
Within the dense phoenix tree grove, more trees fell, and countless people were killed or injured.
Lost in the thrill of battle, Zhang Yang howled again and again.
Over four thousand enemies?
In just a short time, more than a thousand had already fallen.
No one was more frustrated than Qiu Lingshui. She had tried several times to attack but couldn’t find an opening.
The combination of Zhang Yang’s long arms and the massive Thousand Wolves Pillar created a reach too wide, the speed of his swings too fast, and the coverage too vast. There was simply no chance for her to engage.
Watching in irritation, Qiu Lingshui shouted angrily, “Zhang Yang! Are you even a martial artist? Swinging that thing around without any technique—what kind of skill is that? Let’s duel properly with martial arts!”
Zhang Yang rolled his eyes and replied, “I don’t know any martial arts techniques. Just this.”
Qiu Lingshui’s face flushed with anger as she snapped, “You’re a disgrace to martial artists!”
Zhang Yang snorted. “And what logic is that? Not knowing martial arts techniques makes me a disgrace? Why should that matter? If you’re so capable, use your martial arts techniques against me. Let’s see if you can withstand even a single blow.”
To him, it didn’t matter whether someone practiced martial arts or not. What mattered was effectiveness.
He simply had no interest in techniques, secret skills, or any of that nonsense. So what? If she disagreed, she could come fight him.
Keep swinging. Keep swinging. Just keep swinging.
One by one, people were sent flying.
With this kind of fighting style, even under threat of death for retreating, some still began to hesitate.
“This is impossible.”
“Zhang Yang’s fighting method is too invincible.”
“At this rate, he’s going to kill us all. Zhang Yang’s strength is limitless.”
Complaints spread among the Demon Slayer Team.
There was simply nothing they could do.
Zhang Yang’s fighting style was too overwhelming.
At last, Qiu Lingshui, unable to endure it any longer, ground her silver teeth and shouted, “Retreat!”
She had no choice. There was no strength left to continue, and pressing on would only lead to more unnecessary deaths.
With that one command, everyone scattered like birds and beasts. Who cared about battle teams or formations anymore?
“Run? It’s not that easy.”
Zhang Yang wasn’t about to allow that. He had only just begun to assert his strength, and now the fight was becoming enjoyable. They wanted to leave? Unacceptable.
Gripping the Thousand Wolves Pillar, he charged toward Qiu Lingshui, Ding Yunpeng, Ning Feixiao, and the other top fighters.
These individuals, truly terrified by him, shot into the sky, trying to escape the confines of the Vast Forest.
Zhang Yang flicked his wrist and hurled the Thousand Wolves Pillar.
He didn’t need any special techniques; instead, this throw became even more effective, as if it were a simple, everyday move.
Whoosh!
The Thousand Wolves Pillar was massive, with a wide coverage area, engulfing Qiu Lingshui, Ding Yunpeng, and Ning Feixiao.
This also revealed the strength of the three.
Qiu Lingshui, in the Ascending to Heaven realm, was exceptionally powerful and could fly freely, so there was no fear of falling from above. She darted sideways, kicked off a phoenix tree, and angled upward to dodge the attack.
Ning Feixiao, an archer who excelled in long-range combat, was highly sensitive in close-quarters battles. The moment Zhang Yang began to pursue him, he instinctively sensed the danger and quickly increased his distance, narrowly avoiding the blow.
Only Ding Yunpeng charged forward alongside the purple-eyed spirit birds.
As a result, the purple-eyed spirit birds scattered from beneath his feet, narrowly escaping the strike, but Ding Yunpeng’s right foot couldn’t avoid the swing and was struck by the Thousand Wolves Pillar.
With a sickening crack, Ding Yunpeng screamed in pain as he fell to the ground.
Zhang Yang used One Step of Mountains and Rivers to close the distance and seized the Thousand Wolves Pillar again. Unfortunately, by that time, Qiu Lingshui and Ning Feixiao had already soared high into the air, beyond the reach of his attacks.
He shouted, “You two, come and fight! Don’t use realm differences to bully me. Fight me on equal footing so we can see who the real genius is! Come down and battle!”
Qiu Lingshui’s expression remained cold. Despite herself, she still felt a lingering fear. She couldn’t understand where this monster had come from or why he was so overwhelmingly strong.
Of course, none of them could have imagined that Zhang Yang, who was calling for a fair fight, had been using his superior strength to bully the weak throughout the Vast Forest.
He was at Level Seven of the Returning to Origin realm, a rare and unique existence, just as Chi Zhenyi had once said.
“Fair fight, no ambiguity. You can bring as many as you want. I’ll fight alone! If you’re truly a woman, come down,” Zhang Yang taunted.
Qiu Lingshui wanted to curse him.
It was all nonsense like, “What does it matter that you’re a man?”
But she refused to act, absolutely refusing to fight.
Zhang Yang taunted them for a long time, but no one came down to battle. Even the fighting at Howling Wolf Palace ground to a halt because of it.
Without anyone able to deal with Zhang Yang, the other battles lost their meaning.
Thus, the great battle ignited by Zhang Yang’s breakthrough came to an end.
The Demon Slayer Team suffered yet another devastating blow.
Lu Fang fell into complete despair.
When the Seventh Prince had dispatched one hundred fifty battle teams, his intention had been to wipe out Zhang Yang and his companions in a single decisive strike, boosting the reputation of the Demon Slayer Team. Who could have expected it to end like this?
The earlier arrival of Jin Yuguan had ended in total annihilation, with Jin Yuguan himself captured.
Lu Fang had brought his army, only to fall into the trap of the Divine Forbidden Gate and suffer a crushing defeat in the southwest. Now, defeated once again, he had lost the courage to fight. This was not just a defeat—it was total humiliation.
“Let’s wait for the Seventh Prince,” Lu Fang sighed deeply, declaring that he could fight no longer.
Qiu Lingshui, Ning Feixiao, Leng Jiu’ou, and the others offered no objections.
Howling Wolf Palace was in a frenzy.
They had achieved a stunning victory with no preparation.
Although no one had dared to support Zhang Yang openly in the sky, Lu Fang had recklessly sent men to stop them. They fought until rivers of blood flowed. Yet, the crucial point was that they had suffered very few casualties, proving they were indeed an elite force.
This also perfectly matched Zhang Yang’s requirements.
To him, numbers were meaningless.
Yuluan, aware that Zhang Yang still had powerful moves in reserve, quietly approached and asked, “Why not use the war statues?”
“It’s not worth exposing them right now,” Zhang Yang replied. “After this battle, the Seventh Prince will definitely lead a large army. At that point, it won’t just be the Returning to Origin realm and Touching Heaven realm—there will also be experts from the Immeasurable stage. Let’s save the surprise for them.”
In fact, Zhang Yang still held the Thousand Wolves Pillar, which had two enormous functions, each shocking in its own right.
Meanwhile, everyone’s attention shifted to the spirit bird army led by the purple-eyed thunder bird.
The nearly twelve hundred purple-eyed spirit birds were enough to form a powerful air force.
However, they needed someone capable of commanding them, and building such a force from scratch would not be easy.
Yuluan quietly recommended someone to him.
Zhang Yang thought for a moment, then nodded and said, “Brother Ye, I believe you are the most suitable person to lead this bird army. Are you willing?”
The Night Stalker, due to various reasons, had already embarked on a path of no return.
Unlike the Golden Ape King with his troop of apes, Lang Xiaotian and his Howling Wolf Palace, or Yuluan backed by the Snow Guards, the Night Stalker stood alone. His isolation made him seem rather detached from the others, and he had not been particularly active.
But the moment Zhang Yang offered him the chance to command the bird army, his eyes lit up. “I am willing!” he said eagerly.
