Wu Tian's cold laugh was like a sharp, icy blade, piercing through the air and causing the surrounding temperature to drop several degrees.
The energy storm roared like an ancient behemoth, carrying an aura of destruction that made everyone present feel unprecedented pressure.
Zhou Cheng's gaze instantly turned serious. They knew that Wu Tian's strength was far more than what they had seen before, and today's battle would undoubtedly be a tough one.
However, neither of them backed down. Instead, they became even more determined in their beliefs, and the fourth-grade power within them seemed to be ignited by this crisis, burning even more fiercely.
"Brother Zhou, it seems we'll have to face this life-or-death ordeal together today!" **'s voice was firm and powerful, conveying an undeniable resolve.
Zhou Cheng nodded, clenching his fists, his energy surging: "Brother Ma is absolutely right. Let us use our fourth-grade strength to deal with this arrogant fool!"
In the blink of an eye, the two figures flashed, rushing towards Wu Tian like two bolts of lightning.
**’s fists were accompanied by a whistling sound, each punch seemingly capable of shaking heaven and earth; while Zhou Cheng used his fingers as swords, with sharp sword energy gathering between his fingers, slicing through the air and aiming straight for Wu Tian’s vitals.
As Zhou Cheng and Wu Tian approached the energy vortex released by Wu Tian, an overwhelming force suddenly swept over them, as if their bodies were being seized by an invisible hand, and they were involuntarily tossed about in the storm.
In an instant, the two men turned deathly pale, their thoughts went blank, and they were then mercilessly thrown out by that force, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, crashing hard into the panicked and fleeing crowd.
With a loud bang, ** and Zhou Cheng fell to the ground almost simultaneously, sliding for dozens of meters before barely managing to stop.
They barely managed to look up, their eyes meeting, filled with shock—Wu Tian's strength far exceeded all their previous imaginations, it was so unfathomable.
The two of them joined forces, but they couldn't even touch the hem of Wu Tian's clothes. Instead, they themselves suffered severe injuries and internal wounds. Their future path in martial arts seemed to be shrouded in an inescapable gloom.
Their gazes toward Wu Tian were filled with resentment mixed with a deep sense of powerlessness. In the end, this complex emotion turned into silent gasps, and then they both fainted, their fate unknown.
This scene filled the surrounding crowd with fear and trembling.
Even with the combined efforts of two fourth-rank martial artists, they were unable to withstand Wu Tian's attack. This was a power that ordinary people could not even imagine.
An indescribable sense of fear and awe filled the air.
Ma Rulong's eyes widened, his inner shock still reeling. He had thought that the enemy might be no match for them, but he hadn't expected that even with Zhou Cheng's help, they would be so easily defeated, losing so completely.
His voice was hoarse, as if carrying endless questions and resentment: "What level... exactly did he reach?"
Zhou Kewen also struggled out of the deep shock, his heart filled with doubt and horror.
In a single move, two masters perished; such cultivation had already surpassed his comprehension.
However, no one answered their questions.
Only Wu Tian's icy words pierced the air and struck everyone's hearts: "What's so great about a mere fourth-rank martial artist? He's nothing but an ant."
These words, like a biting gust of cold wind, swept across the entire scene, instantly shattering everyone's will and courage.
In their eyes, a fourth-rank martial artist is like a towering mountain, a realm that many people cannot reach even in their entire lives.
Wu Tian described this insurmountable peak as nothing more than an ant.
Along with their will and courage, their former understanding and aspirations also crumbled.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Kewen was furious, but he couldn't hide his fear. He gritted his teeth and replied, "Wu Tian, you won't be arrogant for long. Someone will eventually punish you!"
After saying that, he looked at Ma Rulong, a resolute look flashing in his eyes: "Old Ma, let's join forces and get rid of this lawless scoundrel."
Before the words were even finished, a subtle atmosphere filled the air.
Looking back on Zhou Kewen's life, he has never asked anyone to join forces with him against Wu Tian, but today he is making an exception and asking Ma Rulong to help him eliminate Wu Tian, which is truly an exception.
But he had no choice. His cultivation level was only a fourth-grade martial artist. He knew very well that he was no match for Wu Tian on his own, so he invited Ma Rulong to help him deal with Wu Tian.
Upon hearing this, Ma Rulong's expression turned solemn, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.
He knew that Wu Tian was far more powerful than they could easily contend with.
But as the head of the family, his sense of mission to protect his people and uphold justice made it impossible for him to back down.
More importantly, he couldn't show weakness in front of Zhu Zheng, otherwise he wouldn't be able to climb the big tree of the Dragon-Capturing Hall.
He took a breath and said in a deep voice, "Old Zhou, you are absolutely right. We cannot allow such a threat to continue, but we must outsmart them and not act rashly."
As she spoke, her gaze unconsciously drifted to Qi Yunfeng to the side. Her expression of watching the tigers fight from the sidelines made him feel jealous, and he even began to understand Qi Yunfeng's seemingly detached but actually far-sighted choice.
Previously, he firmly believed that the Dragon Capture Hall could easily crush Wu Tian, so he resolutely chose to stand on the side and vowed to shine in this grand feast.
It wasn't until Wu Tian made his move with overwhelming force that people realized this person was no ordinary individual; even when surrounded, he could still create a massive upheaval.
Even if we win this battle, it will be a Pyrrhic victory, and the family's strength may be severely damaged. How can we continue to write our glorious chapter on the coast?
In contrast, Qi Yunfeng wisely protected himself and never showed his prowess in front of the Dragon-Capturing Hall, but quietly safeguarded the foundation of his family.
Feeling the intense gaze, Qi Yunfeng turned around leisurely, a faint smile playing on his lips, his eyes gleaming with unspoken smugness.
Seeing this, Ma Rulong was furious. He resolutely raised his head and asked loudly, "Old Qi is always resourceful. Do you have any good ideas?"
Upon hearing this, everyone's attention immediately focused on Qi Yunfeng.
Qi Yunfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, understanding Ma Rulong's petty trick of shifting the blame.
He sighed softly, his voice tinged with helplessness: "Even with the combined efforts of the Ma and Zhou family instructors, we still couldn't withstand Wu Tian's attack. How could Elder Ma possibly think that someone as old as me has a solution to such a difficult problem? As the White Tiger Hall Master of the Dragon-Capturing Hall, Master Zhu possesses profound cultivation and is both virtuous and talented. He must have a plan for such a major event."
Ma Rulong's face changed drastically, turning ashen. Qi Yunfeng's words not only belittled the Ma and Zhou families but also cleverly flattered Zhu Zheng, bestowing all the glory upon him, making it difficult for anyone to refute.
Zhu smiled and nodded slightly, his confidence and composure suggesting he had everything under control: "Indeed, I have already laid a trap."
After he finished speaking, his authoritative voice rang out: "Why haven't the Black and White Impermanence shown themselves yet?"
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