Nezha snorted coldly, clearly annoyed.

Show off?

Better off dead!

Nezha advanced with his spear, while Sadres, wielding his Thunderbolt Spear, did not retreat but instead actively advanced to meet him.

"I practiced spear at the age of three, achieved mastery at ten, and defeated my teacher in spear fighting at thirteen!"

"Then I stepped onto the path of cultivation, obtained the Supreme Thunderbolt Spear, and since then reached the peak!"

"Bang!"

The Thunderbolt Spear collided with Nezha's Fire-tipped Spear.

At the same time, Sadres's last words also echoed in Nezha's ears.

"A greenhorn who has just stepped onto the path of cultivation, what makes you think you can compete with me in spear skills?"

"Hmph!"

At this moment, Nezha deeply realized what it feels like to laugh out of utter speechlessness.

Just like now.

He really had nothing to say.

This was the first time he encountered someone so talkative that he couldn't out-talk.

What should he say?

Say that he is naturally a Spirit Pearl, not needing any practice, mastering any weapon he picks up?

Even in terms of pride, that can't beat what his opponent had said!

If that's the case, then just use the Fire-tipped Spear in your hand to knock you dead.

Dead men tell no tales, right?

The black flames on Nezha's body surged again, extending to the tip of the spear, colliding with the Thunderbolt Spear.

After blocking each other's attacks, Sadres thrust his spear swiftly, Nezha merely took one step back and then stood his ground to block, directly deflecting Sadres's spearhead.

Strangely enough, despite being just a spear composed of Thunder element, it had the properties of steel.

A flash of surprise crossed Nezha's eyes; he initially thought that this thrust would scatter the opponent's Thunderbolt Spear, yet it felt as if he had struck a steel spear instead, directly deflecting it.

However, although Nezha was surprised, there was not a moment's hesitation in his actions.

The spear thrust forward, aiming straight for the opponent's throat.

Sadres, unable to retract his spear in time, could only dodge to the side, and in the next instant, he swept his great spear across.

Nezha did not use the other equipment on his body, like the bow or the Yin Yang Dual Swords to block.

Nor did he reach out to the nearby Fire-tipped Spear that was within arm's reach, embedded in the ground.

If I can't out-brag you, then I'll just take your most favored weapon, the long spear, and beat you with it!

Nezha held the spear with both hands, pressed down the tip, swept to block the Thunderbolt Spear's sweep, and then, seizing the moment, thrust it forward.

But suddenly Sadres transformed into a stream of electricity and retreated in an instant.

Reforming into his human shape again at a distance of about three meters from Nezha.

At this moment, Sadres' gaze grew serious; he hadn't expected this seemingly young Human Clan boy to be so skilled with the spear.

"Just this?"

Nezha sneered coldly, but Sadres ignored Nezha's ridicule, took a deep breath, grasped the spear firmly with both hands, swirled the spear, and launched another attack.

But this time, Nezha held nothing back, countering every move, and in two or three exchanges, knocked away the Thunderbolt Spear.

"You lost!"

The spear pointed directly at the unarmed Sadres, his body following the movement, aiming towards the throat of Sadres!

Another card appeared in Sadres's hand, and a fearsome thunderstorm erupted from his body, trying to push Nezha back.

Indeed, Nezha could only retreat a couple of steps to avoid the range of the lightning.

But Sadres failed to notice that another Fire-tipped Spear, which had just been stuck in the ground, had vanished!

The next second, it reappeared in Nezha's hands.

In the instant the lightning vanished, that Fire-tipped Spear newly held by Nezha was thrown.

"Thud!"

Sadres, with his throat pierced, looked at Nezha incredulously, blood gushing from his mouth.

How is this possible?

He was killed here in Thunderstorm Canyon by a Human Clan youngster with mid-stage Great Liang strength?

But at this moment, his regret and unwillingness were useless.

His body dissipated, turning into elemental energy returning to the earth, leaving behind only a Thunder Element Crystal on the spot.

"Eh..."

At this moment, Bai Wanbao, who had just arrived at Nezha's side, also fell silent.

Just like that...

Killed?

He was only of mid-stage Great Liang strength.

Just a Card Spirit, not even a real body.

And yet, he defeated his old rival, Sadres, just like that?

Now he believed that Jiang Yuan really could defeat Shi Zhuan with just a Card Spirit.

Such combat power...

"Is it settled over there?"

Nezha casually pulled the Fire-tipped Spear out of the ground, the Samadhi True Fire instantly igniting, the dirt on the spearhead turned to ash and fell to the ground.

"Not yet."

Bai Wanbao hesitated before speaking.

At this moment, it seemed there was a change in the position of the team leader.

He did not reveal that his intervention was driven by the worry that Nezha might not be a match for Sadres and thus wanted to help him defeat the opponent.

After all, Nezha had now proven his strength.

He had glim/spans/spaned bits of the battle just now, and in only a moment's time, Nezha had defeated the powerful Sadres.

It seemed likely that Nezha, with such combat power, could easily beat him too.

"Leave it to me!"

Nezha did not notice the change in Bai Wanbao but was excited to take off again and subsequently landed heavily in the midst of the five Elemental Spirits.

"Flames, Lotus?"

Watching the Flame Lotus envelop all the Elemental Spirits within it, Bai Wanbao's blood also boiled with excitement.

"Maybe today, there really is a chance to drive the Elemental Spirit Clan out of the Thunderstorm Canyon!"

"If, if Jiang Yuan's combat power, or rather, the combat power of Jiang Yuan's Card Spirit is truly this terrifying."