"You dirty scoundrel!"

Wu Yue was extremely furious.

Earlier, she was clearly attacked by Yang Tian on her upper body.

Yet Yang Tian's speed was too quick, the surrounding people didn't see clearly, and Wu Yue found it hard to explain for a moment.

"Beautiful lady, are you chasing after Yang Tian with flushed cheeks? Are you his girlfriend?"

A meddlesome reporter hurriedly asked.

"Who on earth would be his girlfriend? I'd be blind to ever marry him!"

Wu Yue angrily stomped on the ground and turned to leave.

"Even though she spoke with such determination, I always feel that her reaction is rather suspicious."

The meddlesome reporter had already started drafting in his mind, preparing to write a poignant and touching love story for the warrior Yang Tian.

"Yang, the horse racing challenge with Liu Jun was encouraged by Wu Yue. Now that she's gone, let's not participate!" Ling Ying approached, tidied Yang Tian's collar, and said gently, "I'm afraid it will be dangerous for you to participate."

Yang Tian gently kissed Ling Ying's little cheek, "Don't worry, your man won't lose!"

"Then be careful..."

Seeing that she couldn't dissuade Yang Tian, Ling Ying could only remind him to be cautious.

Yang Tian nodded, leading the lean and fiery horse into the racecourse.

"Yang Tian is here!"

Instantly, a burst of cheers erupted from the spectators around the racecourse.

Many of these spectators came specifically for Yang Tian and Liu Jun.

After all, half a day ago, Yang Tian defeated Li Yong, who ranked second at Hongbin Racecourse, and now, daringly challenging the top-ranked Liu Jun had completely excited the audience.

"This Yang Tian really isn't afraid of death!"

"Even though he defeated Li Yong in the races, he might have used scientific technology!"

"The top-ranked Liu Jun is known for his ferocity in horse duels, and the riders he's crippled are too many to count. Is this Yang Tian truly fearless?"

"There'll be a time for him to cry later!"

"If he's cheating, we'll soon find out!"

A burst of intense discussions arose.

Around ten thousand spectators anticipated the horse racing challenge between Yang Tian and Liu Jun.

"Now, let's welcome our contestants Liu Jun and Yang Tian into the arena!"

The host's voice echoed through the loudspeaker.

"Liu Jun! Liu Jun! Liu Jun!"

A chorus of cheers erupted.

As the top entity at Hongbin Racecourse, Liu Jun held immense popularity, with the entire racecourse chanting his name.

Liu Jun rode his superior Akhal-Teke horse into the arena.

Yang Tian also rode his fiery stallion into the arena, with sparse cheers arising from the crowd. Yang Tian shrugged his shoulders.

Clearly, these spectators didn't give Yang Tian any credit.

"Now giving you one last chance, kneel and apologize to me, and I'll let you off the hook. Otherwise, your end will be tragic, at least leaving you half-paralyzed!"

Liu Jun coldly stared at Yang Tian.

"Threatening me?"

Yang Tian smiled.

Since his debut, no one dared to threaten him.

Be they Soldier Kings or Cultivators, anyone who threatened him was obliterated by Yang Tian.

And Liu Jun in front of him was simply courting death.

"Let's get started."

Yang Tian casually said, giving a slight kick to the horse's back, riding the fiery stallion charging at Liu Jun. Before reaching Liu Jun, Yang Tian pulled hard, causing the whole horse to rear up, heavily kicking toward Liu Jun.

But it was clear, Liu Jun was battle-hardened.

With just this, Liu Jun had already evaded Yang Tian's attack on his fiery horse.

Liu Jun's fiery horse, after all, emerged from a heap of blood, possessing a very strong lethal nature.

Liu Jun gave a light pat.

The fiery horse swiftly charged forward, forming a powerful burst with its fastest speed, heavily ramming into Yang Tian's fiery horse.

The fiery horse under Yang Tian couldn't evade at all.

Boom!

A burst of rumbling resonated.

Yang Tian, along with the horse, was sent flying out.

However, this collision posed no injury to Yang Tian. He spun in the air, gently landing on the ground.

Yet the horse was flipped and painfully neighed.

"Is Yang Tian going to lose?"

Thousands of spectators were closely observing everything.

This came too suddenly.

As the top expert in horse duels, Liu Jun, with just one strike, left Yang Tian's horse unable to rise again.

"Liu Jun! Liu Jun! Liu Jun!"

A chorus of cheers erupted again in the racecourse.

"Kid, admit defeat now, kneel before me and apologize, and I'll let you off for the last time!" Liu Jun, looking down, coldly stared at Yang Tian, "According to the rules, the horse must die to determine victory!"

"Is that so?"

A glint of bloodlust flickered in Yang Tian's eyes.

He approached, channeling his Spiritual Breath, gently patting the fiery horse.

Neigh!

The fiery horse let out a neigh, leaping up from the ground.

"What's going on?"

Everyone was stunned.

Didn't Yang Tian's horse already fall and refuse to get up?

Why did it suddenly leap again?

"Let them witness your power!"

Yang Tian waved his hand, a berserk Divine Talisman already cast on the fiery horse. He agilely mounted the horse, lightly patting the horse's back. The fiery horse let out a loud neigh, charging at Liu Jun at incredible speed.

"Rise!"

Liu Jun gave a pat on his fiery horse, lifting the horse more than half a meter high to counter Yang Tian's attack.

"Utterly ridiculous!"

A cold smile flickered in Yang Tian's eyes.

His horse, enhanced by Spiritual Breath and reinforced with a Divine Talisman, how could Liu Jun possibly handle it?

"Kill!"

Yang Tian forcefully patted the horse's back.

Spiritual Breath surged from beneath, condensing into a murderous aura, blazing on the fiery horse, while the horse's eyes plunged into blood-red fury in an instant.

Boom!

The fiery horse, like a thousand troops, swept through a massive killing intent, heavily crashing into Liu Jun.

Liu Jun was sent flying backward.

Landing on the ground, he was already coughing up blood, half-dead.

Liu Jun's fiery horse was directly crushed into pieces, with flesh and blood strewn everywhere, the air filled with the smell of blood.

A dead silence enveloped the surroundings.

Then, the entire arena erupted in terrified voices: "My heavens, how did he do this?"

"Just now, I clearly saw Yang Tian's horse burning!"

"I seem to have seen Yang Tian's horse split into thousands of fiery horses!"

"My heavens, this is the first time I've seen a single strike from a fiery horse, smashing another fiery horse into pieces!"

"What in the world is happening?"

Tens of thousands of spectators were in a state of panic.

Yang Tian gently jumped down from the horse, dispelled the Spiritual Breath and Divine Talisman within, and walked toward the podium: "Can you announce the result now?"

"I can..." The host, trembling all over, picked up the microphone: "I... I announce... Yang Tian... has won..."

No applause, no flowers, only the panic and uproar of the entire scene.

Be it officials, reporters, or spectators, they were all terrified by Yang Tian's horse duel.

Their first reaction was that Yang Tian was definitely not as simple as an ordinary person.

But Yang Tian couldn't care less about them, he was planning to take a shower and leave the racecourse, just when he frowned, channeling his Divine Sense to probe into the stables, and the next second, his face sunk, saying: "The Dantian installed in the fiery horse has been triggered, the Corpse Demon has appeared!"