Faced with this sudden provocation, Wu Tian's eyes remained as deep as an ancient well, without the slightest ripple. Instead, they coalesced into a calm ocean, revealing a resolute determination that could not be underestimated.
A slight smile played on his lips, a playful yet cold glint in his eyes, like a icy blade in the wind. "What level do you have that you dare to challenge me?"
The moment the words were spoken, the air in the hall seemed to freeze, all was silent, and all eyes were on the two young people who were about to clash.
Luo Lie stood to the side, his face seemingly calm, but his heart was in turmoil, and he was secretly lamenting his misfortune.
He knew all too well how unruly this young master was; once they clashed, it would be a thunderous battle, and he would not stop until the outcome was decided.
He held Wu Tian's strength and methods in awe, and he feared that the young master's insistence on causing trouble for Wu Tian would only backfire.
He hurriedly stepped forward, his voice earnest: "Young Master, this Brother Wu Tian is someone Hall Master Zhu personally wants to see."
Unexpectedly, the young master's words were like a sharp, icy blade, instantly shattering the tranquility of the air. His tone was full of undeniable domineering authority: "Tell Zhu Zheng that I've taken the person away."
Luo Lie's eyelids twitched violently, sensing something was wrong. He knew that if anything happened to the young master, he and Hall Master Zhu would both be held responsible.
He anxiously tried to dissuade him: "Young Master, this was personally ordered by Hall Master Zhu. I'm afraid..."
"Shut up!" The young master's cold shout silenced the surroundings. "I said I want this person, and even Zhu Zheng would agree! Do you think my words are less important than Zhu Zheng's?"
"No...no..." Before Luo Lie could finish speaking, he felt an invisible pressure bearing down on him, and could only say bitterly, "It's just..."
"Enough!" The young master's eyes were as cold as frost. "If you dare to say another word, you'll die right here."
After speaking, he lightly waved his sleeve, and a gleaming dagger appeared leisurely in his palm, exuding a chilling aura.
Upon hearing this, the entire venue fell silent. Luo Lie, as the Fortune Envoy of the Dragon Capture Hall, was actually suppressed in this way.
However, Luo Lie trembled slightly, ultimately helpless in the face of this irresistible aura.
He could only quietly approach Wu Tian and whisper a warning: "This is the young master of the Dragon Capture Hall. I hope Brother Wu Tian will not act recklessly."
Wu Tian remained silent, his eyes blazing as he stared directly at the young master, his words calm yet profound: "I don't know any young master. I only know that those who provoke me will pay a heavy price."
The air seemed to freeze at that moment, and every subtle breath sounded exceptionally clear.
Wu Tian's words, though spoken softly, were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.
There was no sign of retreat in his eyes, only unwavering determination and fearlessness towards this so-called young master.
Upon hearing this, the young master's lips curled into an even more amused smile, a smile that seemed to conceal mockery of Wu Tian's arrogance, yet also contained an undeniable provocation.
"What an arrogant brat! No wonder Jin Lingyun said she would marry no one but you! I'd like to see just how capable you really are."
After saying that, he moved slightly, and a powerful aura emanated from his body, as if even the surrounding air was trembling.
A hint of doubt flashed across Wu Tian's brows, and his tone carried a trace of confusion: "You know my senior sister?"
"Of course I know her!" The young master's lips curled into an arrogant smile, his words revealing undeniable confidence. "I am her fiancé."
"Fiancé?" Upon hearing this, Wu Tian nodded slightly, secretly surprised. He never expected that the young master of the Dragon Capture Hall was actually Jin Lingyun's fiancé.
Although he didn't know the extent of their relationship, out of consideration for Jin Lingyun's kindness, he felt compassion and decided to give the young master a break.
“That’s right! I am her fiancé.” The young master’s voice turned cold, each word like ice. “However, she only has you in her heart, and she won’t even accept me. So… I have no choice but to kill you and cut off her hopes.”
Wu Tian's eyes rippled slightly, his mind filled with doubts. Jin Lingyun knew he was already married, and that he had rejected others because of her. She would never insist on marrying him unless she disliked him and was using him as a shield.
Regardless, he understood Jin Lingyun's meaning. He smiled calmly, his words revealing a firm resolve, "I understand what Senior Sister means. Since you intend to learn from me, I can give you a chance."
"Very well!" The young master's sneer deepened, and with a slight movement, he said arrogantly, "Then come with me."
After saying that, he turned and left without hesitation.
The guests quickly moved back, making way for a passage.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the two, their faces beaming with anticipation and curiosity for the upcoming showdown.
However, they knew that the young master of the Dragon Capture Hall had taken Wu Tian away because he didn't want others to see the duel, so everyone had no choice but to give up.
Wu Tian followed the young master through a series of ornately decorated corridors. Each step was accompanied by soft footsteps that echoed in the empty hall, as if playing the prelude to the upcoming duel.
The murals surrounding the area depict the heroic deeds of ancient heroes, each one conveying a profound sense of historical vicissitudes and an indomitable will, forming a stark contrast to the undercurrents that are about to unfold.
The young master led Wu Tian, glancing sideways from time to time, trying to guess Wu Tian's reaction.
However, Wu Tian maintained that calm smile on his face, as if nothing around him could stir any emotion within him.
His gaze would occasionally sweep over the murals, and a meaningful smile would unconsciously appear on his lips, as if he were searching for some kind of resonance or inspiration.
As they ventured deeper, a sense of oppression began to permeate the air.
At the end of the corridor, a huge glass door came into view. The young master stopped and turned around, a hint of cunning in his smile. "We've arrived. This is where you'll be buried."
Wu Tian turned around and stood facing the young master. He didn't say much, only exchanging glances with him.
Then, a slight, meaningful smirk appeared on his lips as he murmured to himself, "In the face of true strength, all schemes and tricks are nothing but a joke."
Having said all he needed to say, he strode confidently through the glass door without the slightest hesitation and resolutely stepped into the spacious training room.
"Tap tap tap—"
In an instant, a series of rapid and powerful footsteps thundered, like a storm in the dark night. More than ten burly men dressed in black warrior outfits rushed in like ghosts, instantly surrounding Wu Tian and forming an impenetrable black barrier.
Wu Tian's eyes flashed with disdain and indifference. He glanced at them and dismissed their threats as nothing. His tone was filled with an indescribable contempt: "Is this how you teach me a lesson?"
Before he could finish speaking, the young master's lips curled into a cold smile, and his voice, icy cold and devoid of any emotion, declared: "You're wrong. I don't want to learn from you; I just want to kill you."
Then, with a cold and ruthless wave of his hand, he gave the order, each word like an icy blade in winter, piercing straight to the heart: "Do it! Kill him!"
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