When Wang Libin finished speaking, although everyone had a premonition, they still couldn't hide their shock, as if the whole world had lost its balance in an instant.
Two unparalleled fifth-rank experts fell silently at Wu Tian's hands. His cultivation was so profound that it was as if a god had descended to earth, leaving everyone speechless.
At this moment, the gazes of the crowd toward Wu Tian had subtly changed from anger to a profound fear and indescribable panic.
In this silence, who would want to be an enemy of such a powerful foe, and who would dare to easily provoke its sharp edge?
Even Zhu Zheng, the renowned White Tiger Hall Master of the Dragon-Capturing Hall, couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
His gaze lingered between Wu Tian and Wang Libin, trying to find a glimmer of reason amidst this sudden storm.
His brows furrowed, as if each breath carried the weight of a thousand pounds. Finally, his gaze settled on Wu Tian, a mixture of doubt and panic in his eyes, and he asked in a low voice, "They... really died at your hands?"
Wu Tian's lips curled into a faint, ethereal smile, exuding confidence and composure. "I've already admitted to killing them, so why don't you believe me? Why won't you accept it? Are you afraid to avenge them, afraid of disgracing the Dragon Capture Hall? Or are all the Dragon Capture Hall cowards?"
After speaking, he swept his gaze across the entire room, his provocation and disdain like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, piercing straight to people's hearts.
These words immediately caused an uproar in the room, with emotions surging like a tidal wave.
Zhu Zheng and Luo Lie were even more furious, their fists clenched, their eyes blazing with anger, as if they wanted to burn everything in their way to ashes.
Wu Tian's direct provocation was like adding fuel to a fire, leaving them with no way to retaliate in their anger.
Young Hall Master Ye Chuan's face was ashen, and his brows seemed to be gathering a storm. He gritted his teeth and issued the order, word by word: "Hall Master Zhu, Envoy Luo, kill him!"
Before he could finish speaking, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky. A bolt of lightning ripped through the sky, accompanied by deafening thunder. The dazzling light danced on Wu Tian's face, making his face even more mysterious and unpredictable in the interplay of light and shadow.
He stood there, like a messenger from the underworld, or a war god returning from the underworld, sending chills down one's spine.
After the thunder, there was a long silence. The deafening roar not only shattered the tranquility in the air, but also deeply shocked everyone's hearts, making them no longer dare to look Wu Tian in the eye. That fear was deeply imprinted in their hearts.
As the thunder subsided, a sudden gust of wind arose, whipping up dust from the ground and forming swirling columns that enveloped the entire area in a chilling atmosphere.
This sudden change seemed to be an invisible recognition of Wu Tian's strength by heaven and earth, or perhaps a warning.
Zhu Zheng suddenly turned to look at Luo Lie and said in a deep voice, "Envoy Luo, come with me and kill this traitor!"
This was not just a simple order, but the first time he, as the White Tiger Hall Master of the Dragon Capture Hall, had made an exception and invited others to join him in fighting against others, especially young martial artists like Wu Tian.
This decision was made out of sheer desperation.
Zhu Zheng knew that he would be unable to deal with Wu Tian on his own, and only by joining forces could they be sure of victory.
Although the people around were inwardly shocked, they chose to remain silent due to Zhu Zheng's power and Wu Tian's strength.
However, Jin Lingyun's voice rang out like thunder. She stood with her hands on her hips and retorted angrily, "The Dragon Capture Hall is a giant in the martial arts world. How can it be so unethical? Two masters are fighting against a young martial artist. Is this what a righteous sect should do!"
After witnessing Wu Tian's series of victories, especially his effortless resolution of the Black and White Impermanence crisis, Jin Lingyun's heart was at peace for a time.
Although she had heard of Wu Tian's strength before, she couldn't help but worry in secret.
But seeing him win, she cheered for him from the bottom of her heart.
However, Zhu Zheng's decision left her feeling unsettled in an instant.
Although Luo Lie was a fifth-rank expert, he was not enough to make her too worried. However, Zhu Zheng was rumored to be a sixth-rank martial artist, which made her feel more uneasy about Wu Tian's safety than ever before.
Faced with Jin Lingyun's questioning, Zhu Zheng's expression was complicated, and he felt a mix of emotions.
He knew full well that this action violated the rules of the martial arts world, but in order to completely eradicate the threat of Wu Tian, he had no other choice.
He forced himself to calm down and reminded her in a serious tone: "Miss Jin, please remember your identity. As the fiancée of the young master of the Dragon Capture Hall, you are practically a member of the Dragon Capture Hall. Helping others to humiliate the Dragon Capture Hall will probably not do you any good."
Although Zhu Zheng's voice was not loud, the warnings and threats within it were as sharp as knives, echoing throughout the entire sports center.
"Pooh!"
Jin Lingyun scoffed and retorted angrily, "I, Jin Lingyun, have never acknowledged that identity, not in the past, and certainly not now! If the Dragon Capture Hall has lost its integrity, I have no reason to collude with it!"
Jin Lingyun's words were like sharp blades, cutting through the already tense air. Her eyes flashed with unyielding determination, as if she were confronting the authority of the entire Dragon Capture Hall.
The surrounding crowd was once again shocked by this sudden storm, casting complex glances at her. Some admired her courage, while others shook their heads inwardly, thinking she was too impulsive.
The Dragon-Capturing Hall is unlike any ordinary gang; it stands majestically atop the highest peaks of power, and becoming the wife of its young master is an unparalleled honor that countless people dream of.
However, Jin Lingyun scoffed at this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and even spoke rudely, offending the authority of the Dragon Capture Hall. This action undoubtedly sowed the seeds of disaster for herself and her family.
At this moment, Jin's mother, Yin Jing, strode forward, grabbed Jin Lingyun's wrist tightly, and pulled her behind her. Her eyes were full of urgency and reproach: "Shut up! You are destined to be the young mistress of the Dragon Capture Hall, and no one can change that!"
Then, she turned to Ye Chuan, her tone a mixture of apology and determination: "Xiao Chuan, I'm sorry you had to see this. I'll take her back now and give her a proper lesson."
Ye Chuan smiled calmly, his eyes revealing extraordinary composure: "Aunt Yin, you are too kind. The matter of Lingyun was not her fault. It was all because of that scoundrel Wu Tian."
After saying that, his gaze sharpened and locked onto Wu Tian, his tone cold and resolute: "Wu Tian, you dared to bewitch my fiancée and even stained your hands with the blood of the heroes of the Dragon Capture Hall. Today is your end!"
Wu Tian's lips curled into a playful smile, as if he didn't care about life or death at all: "Take my life? That depends on whether you have the ability."
Ye Chuan's anger intensified, and he immediately ordered, "Hall Master Zhu, no need for further words, take his dog's life! Now!"
Zhu Zheng accepted the order, exchanged a glance with Luo Lie, and the two of them took a step forward simultaneously, their cold voices echoing: "Wu Tian, we'll take your life!"
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