Before Jin Lingyun could finish speaking, the atmosphere around them suddenly became heavy. Everyone looked at each other, and Ma Jun's face showed a solemn expression.
The Jin family of Rongzhou is incredibly powerful. If they become Wu Tian's allies, they will be even more formidable.
At this moment, Yin Jing suddenly pulled Jin Lingyun, her tone filled with undeniable anger: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could the Jin family support a ruthless killer? Besides, it's not your place to make decisions about the Jin family."
Although the Jin family is quite powerful in Rongzhou City, and even has a place in the whole of China.
However, the Jin family cannot afford to antagonize numerous forces because of Wu Tian, especially the powerful and unpredictable Dragon Capture Hall.
Jin Lingyun's brows were furrowed with deep worry, and tears glistened in her eyes. She gritted her teeth, struggled to break free from Yin Jing's grasp, and resolutely stood beside Wu Tian.
She declared with unwavering conviction and resolute strength, "Even without the Jin family as my backing, I, Jin Lingyun, will stand with him through thick and thin, until death do us part."
The Jin family may have hesitated or had concerns, and dared not easily get involved in this storm, but Jin Lingyun had no room to back down.
Enraged, Yin Jing seized Jin Lingyun again, her voice deafening: "You're insane! What kind of deep relationship do you have with him that you'd be willing to go through fire and water for him?"
Jin Lingyun took a deep breath, her voice as firm as a rock: "He is my junior brother, someone Master repeatedly instructed me to take care of."
"Enough!" Yin Jing roared in anger. "It's all your father's fault for finding you an unreliable master. You haven't learned much skill, but you've learned about chivalry and loyalty. You're hopeless. Wen Yuan, quickly persuade her."
Wen Yuan took a breath and sighed, "Aunt Yin, please don't make me persuade her, because my choice is the same as hers."
"What?" Upon hearing this, Yin Jing's astonishment was evident. Wen Yuan's rational action was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples in her heart.
Jin Lingyun's impulsiveness was somewhat understandable, but Wen Yuan's words were like a bolt from the blue, completely overturning her understanding.
She stomped her feet in anger, but was helpless. She could only vent her anger on Wu Tian: "It's all your fault, you wretched child! What kind of bewitching potion did you give them to make them so lose their minds!"
Wu Tian smiled faintly, his gaze sweeping gently over Jin Lingyun and Wen Yuan, his gratitude evident in his eyes: "I will remember your kindness, but I, Wu Tian, can easily deal with such petty villains."
Wu Tian's detached attitude not only failed to quell the raging fire in Yin Jing's heart, but instead, like fuel poured under the scorching sun, made her already gloomy face even more profound, like the night.
He roared uncontrollably, each word like a sharp piece of iron slicing through the air: "Arrogant and conceited! Do you think you alone can withstand the thousands of troops of the Dragon Capture Hall? The Dragon Capture Hall's influence is spread far and wide, and its experts are as numerous as clouds. You are just throwing an egg against a rock!"
Before he could finish speaking, Ma Jun sneered and said contemptuously, "Why would we need the Dragon Capture Hall to deal with him? Mr. Watanabe can do it easily."
Upon hearing this, Watanabe Ichiro moved with lightning speed, taking a sudden step to the side and standing abruptly in front of Wu Tian. His gaze was like a blade as he sternly questioned, "Wu Tian, you wantonly slaughtered my country's martial artists, trampled on the dignity of the Yamaguchi Dojo, and even attempted to destroy the friendship and peace between our two countries. Do you know your crime?"
As Ichiro Watanabe questioned them, the tense atmosphere in the air almost froze, and even breathing became heavy.
Wu Tian responded with a cold, emotionless gaze, his words filled with determination and unquestionable authority: "There is no longer any friendship between China and the United States. The Chinese people will forever remember your crimes and will never forgive you. As for you people from the United States, you will eventually face expulsion and will never be allowed to set foot on this sacred land again."
Wu Tian's words instantly ignited a shared sense of righteous indignation among the Chinese people around him, and their gazes toward Watanabe Ichiro were immediately filled with hostility.
A flash of anger crossed Watanabe Ichiro's eyes, but more than that, it was disdain for Wu Tian's unwavering belief.
"Hmph, a mere Chinese martial artist dares to presume to expel the people of my country? Who do you think you are, to represent the will of the entire Chinese nation?"
Wu Tian smiled calmly, his composure suggesting he was detached from the situation. "While I cannot represent the will of China, my words are the voice of hundreds of millions of Chinese people. The wheels of history roll ever forward, undeterred by the greed and ambition of a few. Your past aggression and atrocities are deeply etched into our bones, an indelible memory. And you—"
Wu Tian's gaze suddenly sharpened like a sword, pointing directly at Watanabe Ichiro, "One who has betrayed the spirit of martial arts and become a henchman of those with ulterior motives will eventually pay the price with his life."
Upon hearing this, Watanabe Ichiro's face instantly turned ashen. He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white, clearly indicating that Wu Tian's words had touched a raw nerve.
"You're courting death!" With a roar, he sprang up, a gleaming samurai sword flashing from his waist, its chilling killing intent rushing straight at Wu Tian.
Jin Lingyun was instantly enraged and roared angrily, "The grand event in Linhai City has brought shame to China. They treat their fellow countrymen extremely harshly, forbidding them from even touching a weapon, while foreigners are allowed to enter with knives. How unfair!"
A deep worry flashed in her eyes as she looked at the unarmed Wu Tian.
Just as the voices of indignation were echoing, Ma Jun calmly explained with a smile, "The samurai sword of the country is a symbol of the identity and honor of its warriors, so it is only natural to carry it with one's body."
The implication seems to be that it was reasonable for Watanabe Ichiro to bring a knife, while the Chinese should have come empty-handed.
Upon hearing this, Jin Lingyun's anger intensified, and she angrily rebuked, "Shameless! Utterly shameless!"
In contrast, Wu Tian remained calm and composed. He smiled lightly, his gaze sweeping over the gleaming katana in Watanabe Ichiro's hand, and said with a slight upturn of his lips, "Senior sister, don't be anxious. What's wrong with letting a mere Japanese martial artist use a sword?"
His words revealed his composure and disdain for Watanabe Ichiro.
Watanabe Ichiro responded with a cold laugh, his tone full of contempt: "Arrogant fool, do you think I'm some insignificant nobody like Yamaguchi Naoto? Today, I'll show you the true power of Japanese Bushido!"
After speaking, he suddenly swung his sword, and a chilling killing intent, as cold as ice and penetrating to the bone, surged out with the force of the sword, rushing straight towards Wu Tian.
"Sword intent! It's actually sword intent manifesting!" The onlookers exclaimed in surprise, unable to hide their shock.
Unexpectedly, Watanabe Ichiro had mastered such a terrifying skill, powerful enough to take a person's life within ten steps, which was chilling.
At this moment, all eyes were focused on Wu Tian alone, the air seemed to freeze, and a premonition arose in everyone's hearts.
Wu Tian's body was about to be split in two by that powerful sword intent.
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