Zhu Zheng's words were like a thunderclap in the sky, deafening and echoing throughout the sports center, instantly shaking the hearts and souls of everyone present, moving them all deeply.
At this moment, all eyes were focused on Wu Tian, and some people's eyes flickered with regret and reluctance.
They witnessed firsthand how he swiftly defeated the Chinese martial artists, not only curbing their arrogance but also stimulating the vitality of Chinese martial arts.
However, this national hero faced the fate of being strangled by the behemoth that is the Dragon-Capturing Hall, a truly regrettable end.
Faced with the oppressive aura of the Dragon Capture Hall, many who were unwilling to submit wanted to stand up, but ultimately remained silent, fearing that they would be implicated.
However, a few people showed cunning expressions, especially those who had been humiliated and taught a lesson by Wu Tian before, and secretly felt pleased.
"Tap tap tap..."
A series of rapid and powerful footsteps suddenly rang out, like war drums urging on a charge. A group of martial artists dressed in tight-fitting clothes quickly gathered from all directions, forming an impenetrable wall.
"The Ma family of Linhai City swears to uphold the glory of Chinese martial arts and vows to slay this villain!"
"The Zhou family of Linhai City is willing to join forces with the Dragon-Capturing Hall to shoulder the responsibility of Chinese martial arts and eliminate evil together!"
The roars of the two families were like the booming of bells, echoing through the sky. The crowd dispersed at the sound, spontaneously making way for a wide passage as a sign of their awe.
With the two powerful figures in Linhai having already made their stance clear, how could anyone else dare to object?
In an instant, Wu Tian was surrounded by a dense crowd, so crowded that it was impossible to breathe.
The Ma family warrior, dressed in a blue robe, was dashing and spirited, his eyes blazing with anger, his hatred for Wu Tian overflowing.
The Zhou family warrior, clad in an orange robe, possessed a robust physique. His gaze towards Wu Tian held no hostility, but rather revealed an aura of righteous indignation, like a messenger of justice conducting a fair judgment.
As the dust settled, an elderly man from the Ma family, his beard and hair long and his eyes piercing, slowly turned to the silent Qi family member in a blue robe beside him and asked leisurely, "Elder Qi, as one of the four great families of Linhai City, does the Qi family intend to stand aside and not contribute your indispensable strength to Chinese martial arts?"
Upon hearing this, Qi Yunfeng's brows furrowed slightly, his gaze deep and unfathomable as he looked towards the source of the words—Ma Rulong, the head of the Ma family.
A nemesis with whom he has been entangled for half his life, their rivalry extends to a battle between their families, like twin stars in the Milky Way, shining brightly yet equally matched.
He knew that Ma Rulong's words were laced with hidden malice, intended to use the situation to pressure him and challenge him to a duel.
With the Sun family's demise, the throne of the head of the four major families is now vacant, presenting both a threshold of opportunity and a deep abyss of risk.
With the help of the Dragon Capture Hall, the family's glory may reach new heights; otherwise, they may face the wrath of the thunderbolts and even be swept away from the ranks of the four great families by the torrent of history.
Qi Jia should have responded to the call of the Dragon Capture Hall and joined forces to deal with Wu Tian, but he was not an ungrateful person. Wu Tian had been kind to Qi Jia, so he could not go against Wu Tian.
Moreover, he saw extraordinary potential and fearless courage to resist the old order in Wu Tian, which added to his respect.
He was caught in a dilemma, wanting to help Wu Tian but also fearing to defy the authority of the Dragon Capture Hall.
At this moment, he walked out slowly, leaning on his cane, his blue robe fluttering, like a mountain breeze, carrying a touch of otherworldly elegance.
He parted his lips slightly, a deep smile slowly spreading across his face. "Elder Ma is absolutely right. The rise of Chinese martial arts is our inescapable responsibility. However, I am already old, and the younger generation of my family still needs to be tempered. I fear they may not be able to shoulder this great task..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ma Rulong impatiently asked, "So, the Qi family intends to stand by and watch?"
His words revealed an unwavering confidence, as if victory was already assured, and he was convinced that with the help of the Dragon-Capturing Hall, the Ma family would surely rise to the top of the four great families.
Not only will the Ma family surpass the Qi family from now on, but the struggle between him and Qi Yunfeng will also eventually come to a conclusion.
"Not so," Qi Yunfeng chuckled with a hint of cunning. "Although I am not strong enough, I still have some strength. To tell you the truth, I have captured Wu Tian's wife in case anything goes wrong."
After he finished speaking, his gaze met Wu Tian's, and his smile held countless unspoken meanings, profound and meaningful.
As soon as Qi Yunfeng said this, the entire venue seemed to be covered by an invisible layer of ice, and the air suddenly froze.
No one expected that the prestigious Qi family would commit such a "despicable" act, and even say it in public. The Qi family has no shame whatsoever.
Ma Rulong's expression shifted between light and dark, a flash of shock and anger crossing his eyes, but it was quickly concealed by his deep composure.
He never expected that his old rival, who valued his family's reputation above all else, would resort to such tactics at this crucial moment.
Everyone knows that Wu Tian cherishes his wife, and Qi Yunfeng's actions have almost driven Wu Tian to the brink of despair.
He suddenly burst into a hearty laugh, like the sound of morning bells and evening drums, echoing in the air: "Having dealt with Elder Qi for decades, I never knew that Elder Qi could be such a villain. I have to admire his courage, I really admire him!"
Ma Rulong's words, though spoken at a moderate volume, were forceful and resonant, penetrating every inch of the room, their sarcasm self-evident.
Upon hearing this, Qi Yunfeng was not ashamed at all; instead, his laughter became even more unrestrained: "Old Ma is absolutely right. As a member of the Chinese martial arts community, one should act according to one's ability and protect one's territory. As for family reputation, it is nothing but fleeting clouds and can sometimes be set aside."
Qi Yunfeng's words were meticulous and watertight, leaving Ma Rulong feeling as if he had been punched in the air, his heart filled with mixed emotions that were hard to describe.
Immediately, Ma Rulong's gaze turned like a cold blade to Wu Tian, his tone icy: "Wu Tian, you are already surrounded by enemies. If you know what's good for you, you should commit suicide to atone for your sins."
Wu Tian's eyes were like torches, his expression cold and indifferent, a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth revealing a hint of disdain, as if he had no fear of anything in the world.
When his eyes met Qi Yunfeng's, he understood everything, especially after Wen Yuan quietly told him.
Knowing that Xia Xue had been properly settled, he was filled with a thousand worries, but his resolve only strengthened.
He knew full well that danger lurked all around him, yet there was no sign of retreat in his eyes.
This is not just a battle, but a testament to the perseverance of beliefs and deepest love.
Although the Qi family can temporarily guarantee Xia Xue's safety, if they are defeated, the Qi family will definitely hand over Xia Xue to ensure their position in Linhai City.
His conviction and longing for his wife transformed into an unyielding fighting spirit within him.
He gently shifted his gaze to the boundless distance, his eyes gleaming with an indomitable light—a struggle against fate and a transcendence of himself.
Wu Tian's barely perceptible disdain, and his silent response to Ma Rulong, completely enraged the other party.
"Wu Tian, don't think that silence will help you escape. You have nowhere to run from the Ma family's punishment!" Ma Rulong's voice was as cold and hard as iron, resounding through the sky.
Just as the atmosphere was tense, a loud voice suddenly rang out, breaking the silence: "Wait a minute, since it's about contributing to Chinese martial arts, how can we be left out?"
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