"Junior brother, be careful!"
Jin Lingyun reacted quickly, her figure flashing as she stood in front of Wu Tian, her hands forming palms, gathering the profound spiritual power of a peak fifth-grade cultivator within her body, preparing to meet the oncoming iron gate.
Her eyes revealed determination and composure, as if no challenge could shake her resolve to protect Wu Tian.
However, at this critical moment, an even more powerful surge of spiritual energy erupted from behind her, and the iron gate that had been slamming into her suddenly stopped in front of her.
With a deafening roar, the majestic gate forged from fine iron instantly turned into countless fragments. Immediately afterward, an earth-shaking tremor swept through Jinling Garden, every inch of space seemingly telling a story of awe.
In an instant, the surrounding scenery seemed to be gently paused by the hand of time, and all things returned to peace, leaving only a profound tranquility.
Even a simple clash between masters can be so awe-inspiring.
In the midst of this deathly silence, Ye Chuan's roar exploded like thunder: "Jin Lingyun, you shameless, wanton woman, how dare you do such a shameful thing with this wild man!"
"Shut up!" Jin Lingyun's response was equally resolute and furious. "You may insult me as much as you want, but don't even think about tarnishing my junior brother's reputation. Between us, our friendship is as pure as water!"
At this moment, the reason she was so resolute was entirely due to Wu Tian's unquestionable rejection.
If he hadn't stood firm on his principles, the two of them would likely be deeply entangled in unjust accusations right now, unable to escape the embarrassment and humiliation of a standoff on the spot.
However, Ye Chuan's cold laugh pierced the air like ice: "Innocence? A lone man and a woman, disheveled, how can you convince anyone of this?"
Jin Lingyun then realized that her clothes were slightly disheveled due to her eagerness to treat the patient, especially the front of her clothes, which added to the misunderstanding.
She took a deep breath and tried her best to explain, "Junior brother is healing me and helping me improve my cultivation..."
"Haha!" Ye Chuan's laughter was full of sarcasm. "Such talk can't even fool a child. Improve your skills? Do you really think that by doing such shameful things, you can break through the bottleneck of martial arts?"
"How dare you!" Jin Lingyun's eyes widened in anger, her face frosty. "Ye Chuan, if you continue to speak so disrespectfully, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Before the words were finished, an extremely majestic voice came from the sky, resounding like thunder: "So this is the Jin family! It's one thing to refuse to admit your mistakes, but to actually dare to lecture my son, Ye Wuhen!"
Upon hearing this, the air seemed to freeze, and the surrounding temperature plummeted.
There stood a middle-aged man, over fifty years old, with a robust build, exuding an arrogant and domineering aura. Every step he took trembled the mountains and rivers, inspiring awe in everyone present.
The name of the Dragon-Capturing Hall is renowned and shakes every corner of the martial arts world. Its master, Ye Wuhen, is even more famous, inspiring fear and awe in the people of the martial arts world.
At this moment, his anger erupted like a raging storm, instantly shrouding the Jin family mansion in an unprecedentedly heavy pressure.
However, at the eye of the storm, Wu Tian stood tall like a pine tree, his expression calm, staring directly at Ye Wuhen, his cold voice piercing the air: "Are you Ye Wuhen, the master of the Dragon-Capturing Hall?"
The moment the question was uttered, a tense atmosphere filled the air, and everyone's eyes were instantly focused on Wu Tian. There was no one else in the martial arts world who dared to speak to Ye Wuhen like that.
Wu Tian remained calm and composed, having long sensed Ye Wuhen's outstanding presence.
The iron gate that flew through the air just now was a stunning technique casually unleashed by Ye Wuhen. Before Jin Lingyun could make her move, he had already quietly neutralized this thunderous attack, making it difficult for even Jin Lingyun, whose cultivation had reached the peak of the fifth rank, to withstand it.
Jin Lingyun and Ye Chuan argued endlessly, but he did not defend Jin Lingyun. His silence was not out of cowardice, but rather because he was secretly observing the every move of this peerless master.
At this moment, the other party introduced himself, and all the mysteries were suddenly clear. Instead of fear, he felt an indescribable excitement—his confrontation with Ye Wuhen was so unexpected.
Ye Wuhen's gaze, sharp as a hawk's, instantly locked onto Wu Tian, and a cold and mysterious smile appeared on his lips: "That's right, I am Ye Wuhen, the master of the Dragon Capture Hall. Your attack just now was easily neutralized by you. So you are the legendary War God of Linhai, Wu Tian. Indeed, heroes emerge from among the young, and your reputation is well-deserved."
These words caused an uproar, and all eyes turned to Wu Tian.
This young man, barely thirty years old, was able to leave a lasting impression on Ye Wuhen and even be dubbed the "God of War of Linhai," so his background must be extraordinary.
What's even more shocking is that the moment the iron gate shattered was actually a silent contest between Ye Wuhen and Wu Tian.
The world mistakenly believed it was a clash between Ye Chuan and Jin Lingyun, unaware that a true battle of the strongest had already been unfolding in the shadows.
Ye Wuhen's name was already renowned throughout the land, and his actions were naturally earth-shattering. Yet Wu Tian, a rising star in the martial arts world, was able to compete with him, which was astonishing in terms of potential and strength.
Faced with Ye Wuhen's praise, Wu Tian's expression remained cold and his words were completely unfazed: "I searched high and low without finding you, but you appeared so quickly. I thought it would be a long time before I met you, but I didn't expect you to appear so soon."
His words revealed an untamed spirit and a heroic sentiment. Even when confronting Ye Wuhen, his composure made everyone present look at this war god of Linhai with new respect.
Ye Wuhen's lips curled up slightly, revealing a complex and unpredictable smile, as if concealing endless meaning: "I originally intended to travel far away, but I heard that you came all the way from Linhai and even injured several of my men at Qinlong Manor. With such 'warm hospitality,' how could I not return? The entanglement between Qinlong Hall and you must eventually come to an end."
His voice was soft, yet every word was like gold, striking a chord deep within everyone's heart and stirring up ripples of emotion.
No one expected that this war god of Linhai, who was not yet thirty, would dare to confront the Dragon-Capturing Hall head-on and even stir up trouble in Ye Wuhen's territory—Dragon-Capturing Manor. His courage and boldness were astonishing.
Ye Wuhen's change of plans clearly indicates his determination to eliminate Wu Tian. His resolve is firm, and a storm is brewing. This moment is bound to be a tragic farewell.
Jin Lingyun was shocked by what she saw. She never expected that Wu Tian had already challenged the Dragon-Capturing Manor before visiting the Jin family.
She was extremely anxious and cried out, "Junior brother, evacuate quickly! I'll buy you some time!"
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Wuhen burst into laughter, breaking the tense atmosphere: "Heh, you're too busy taking care of yourself, and the Jin family will also be unable to escape this calamity. Your Jin family may be shameless, but the Dragon Capturing Hall and I, Ye Wuhen, will not lose face."
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