Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 444: Cleaning House

"Children can indeed be taught!"

Listening to Yang Tian’s suggestion, his predecessor Long Hao first opened his eyes with a smile, followed by Long Quan, Long Xiao, and Long Jun, who slowly opened theirs.

"You were right!"

When the former Long Hou was on the first floor, he said that only members of the Dragon Clan could enter the Lingtian Tower.

But Yang Tian was not part of the Dragon Clan.

Thus, if Yang Tian wished to ascend to the top of the tower to study this matter, there were only two paths before him. The first was to join the Dragon Group.

However, it was clear that if Yang Tian could indeed join, it would mean inheriting the title of the Dragon Group.

Since he was not a member of the Dragon Clan, yet Yang Tian had received approval as mentioned earlier, if Yang Tian wanted to traverse, of the five overseers guarding Lingtian Tower—Long Hao and the others—there could only be one way!

And that was to defeat them!

Such matters—anywhere else—given Yang Tian’s abilities, victory or defeat would already be apparent!

But in the Lingtian Tower, this wasn’t a simple task.

Yang Tian’s power was confined to the Foundation Establishment stage due to the bloody control system of war planning, whereas the five predecessors of Long Hao were locked within the realm of Innate Holy Power.

Thus, the power dynamics in the Lingtian Tower between these five and Yang Tian were unique!

With equal strength but five opponents, let alone his predecessors who had spent years guarding the tower and becoming accustomed to suppression, Yang Tian’s once invincible status among peers wouldn’t appear again. To put it plainly, this challenge was much harder!

But today’s Yang Tian was no longer the boy he once was, and his combat experience far exceeded that of Superman.

When it came to World Myth, it wasn’t just empty words.

Therefore, as he stood in position under the gaze of the four predecessors with utmost composure and calm, there wasn’t a trace of anxiety or recklessness in Yang Tian from the seemingly unfavorable circumstances.

Seeing Yang Tian, a hint of appreciation flashed in the eyes of the original Long Hou.

However, apart from appreciation, the five—including the predecessor Long Li—suddenly stepped forward, appearing in front of Yang Tian. The other four swiftly unsheathed their long swords, moving at an astonishing speed and forming a sword battle!

"Hmm? A killing sword? That’s interesting!"

At a glance, Yang Tian immediately discerned the synergy among the four besides his predecessor Long Li. Similar to the tactical prowess of Xie Xin, they were unknowingly seeking to suppress Yang Tian further.

Yet Yang Tian had no concern for the other four at all, focusing instead entirely on his predecessor Long Quan, knowing full well that as all four implemented similar Xie Xin Sword Edge strategies, the predecessor Long Quan was undoubtedly the tactical core.

Thus, as long as the predecessor was defeated, the rules could be shattered.

Looking at Yang Tianwang, his predecessor Long Quan brushed his snowy-white beard lightly and smiled faintly. "Such incisive insight—if you’ve identified it, come forward then!"

Upon speaking, the former Long Li immediately clenched his fists with both hands. His entire being transformed into something like a white colt darting through a crevice, instantly morphing into a lightning-fast strike, barreling toward Yang Tian.

"Lei Quan itself?"

Gazing upon the punch executed by his predecessor Long Li, Yang Tian blocked it instantly, though confusion brewed within his eyes.

This was because he recognized this punching style and had deep memories of it.

It was the very technique of the first Innate fighter he encountered after embarking on the Devil cultivation path, known as Heaven King’s ultimate skill—the art of the first overseas Martial Emperor!

Now, how could such a move appear in the hands of the predecessor Long Lin?

Looking again at Long Li’s mastery of Lei Quan, its lightning still undispersed, strength gradually intensified, far surpassing the realms Wang Tian ever reached!

Yang Tian paused for a moment before responding, "Are you Wang Tianrui’s teacher?"

"Indeed! The malicious Wang Tianrui! He was originally the perfect candidate for the position but harbored a wicked heart. His death at your hands merely helped me cleanse the sect!"

The predecessor Long Li laughed briefly, but his tone soon shifted. "However, word traveled that you passed judgment on Lei Quan when facing my disciple earlier. Such unformed opinions—even beyond convention—today, I wish that through my actions with Lei Quan, you might impart more wisdom for the World Myth!"

Hearing this, a furrow formed in Yang Tian’s brows.

Indeed, he had once spoken critically following Wang Tian’s defeat—unbeknownst to him that such remarks would reach the predecessor Long Li’s ears, whose expression now seemed far less amiable than the predecessor Long Hou!

In retrospect, the courtesy of Long Hao stemmed at least partially from the mutual assistance offered to Yang Tian. That much had been clear.

"This... How could it be possible?!"

As Yang Tian raised his hands or moved his feet, shattering his predecessor’s deadliest tactic, predecessor Long Li suddenly stood rooted at his position.

The remaining predecessors of the Dragon Group, including predecessor Long Hao, were equally stunned. Even the sword battle aiming to suppress Yang Tian had fallen into a stalemate.

It needed to be acknowledged that while the Five Dragon Group held no firmly established hierarchy, precedence usually lay with Long Li’s leadership.

This meant that, despite Wang Tian once carrying favor, his betrayal during Chenn Bangguo’s incident against China had resulted in a temporary replacement by the predecessor Long Li, culminating in a generation led by the strongest Dragon Li!

This indicated that among the five groups, there was no doubt that the strongest individual was not the predecessor Dragon Level.

Otherwise, the predecessor Long Li wouldn’t have been designated as the primary attacker.

At over 150 years old, the predecessor Long Li’s martial arts expertise had been honed to perfection!

Yet now, Yang Tian had utterly dismantled him—precisely as Yang Tian claimed—weak and disorganized?

At that moment, the five gazes fixed upon Yang Tian were immersed in silence. Their prior assumption that Yang Tian’s confinement within equal power would allow them to subdue him, relying on the killing pressure system, had dissolved in an instant.

This was because standing before them wasn’t some lucky youth blessed by ancient legacies but a genuine Martial Arts Master!

But being veteran members of the Dragon Clan Vanguards, once this realization struck, the five immediately adapted their mentalities.

First, the predecessor Long Li withdrew, taking the place of the predecessor Dragon Battle.

The latter initiated the Evil Dragon Battle, sword edge pointing skyward, stepping into the air with chilly determination: "Yang Tiangang, a duel of swordsmanship—kindly offer your critique!"

The tone deepened, the long arms extended, and the sword released a calm yet powerful surge of energy, grand and imposing!

"Swordsmanship, is it?"

Yang Tian promptly chuckled, extending his palm before swiftly forming it into a blade, casually saying, "Please proceed!"

Upon hearing Yang Tian’s words, the predecessor Dragon Battle nodded faintly before roaring furiously, "Quick slash!"

A commotion followed!

Instantly, his hands were enveloped by a Qi Sword, and the winds surged long, charging into a three-tiered blue blade aimed to pin Yang Tian in place.

Under the blue blade’s pressure, the first-floor tiles trembled, even developing several cracks. The energy from the blade’s force tore through the surface, quickly radiating outward.

Witnessing the predecessor Dragon Battle’s move arriving before Yang Qi, the other Dragon Group predecessors hesitated, then promptly called out.

The remaining three, feeling threatened, harnessed their swordsmanship to suppress Yang Tian’s energy further while binding him to retreat into a forced corner!

However, to their shock, in such a predicament, Yang Tian’s countenance maintained its serenity—neither sorrowful nor delighted. Instead, the blade in his hand swept out smooth arcs resembling several palm-sized crescents of pitch-black brilliance.

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