As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man had already arrived beside the masked warrior.
The middle-aged man was wearing a well-tailored old-fashioned suit. He had a calm demeanor but also a faint air of authority. He looked very similar to the old masters in the martial arts school, but he wore five rings on each of his arms.
The middle-aged man's arm trembled slightly, and then all ten rings emitted a beam of light, shattering all the spatial blades surrounding the masked warrior.
From the ten rings, Ger quickly recognized the man's identity: "Wenwu?"
When Geer said this, Wenwu was stunned. Over the past few thousand years, people had called him Warrior King, Khan Master, the strongest man on earth and other names that sounded awe-inspiring, but no one had ever called him by this name in public.
Because of this name, only Xu Xialing's mother has ever used it; outsiders have no idea about it.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Wenwu turned his head slightly to look at the masked warrior and the spatial blades beside his subordinates, and said to Geer, "My men were rude. I have them apologize to you."
“They don’t need to apologize to me, they do.” Ger turned slightly to the side, revealing Ning Rong and Wei Nianlin behind him. “And this isn’t something an apology would be enough.”
Wei Nianlin seemed to feel he had a powerful backer and cursed at the masked warrior: "How dare you lay a hand on a child and a woman! Shameless and despicable!"
Ge Er reached out and patted Wei Nianlin on the head, and Wei Nianlin immediately shrank back.
"Then what do you suggest we do?" Wenwu's face remained calm, even carrying a hint of a friendly smile, but hidden beneath his voice was an undeniable authority.
Gel looked at the masked warrior not far away and said coldly, "He's willing to kill innocent people at the slightest provocation. I'm going to cripple his hands so he can never lift a finger again."
He actually tried to kill Wei Nianlin and Ning Rong directly. If Ge'er hadn't happened to be there today, the two of them would have been dead without a doubt.
At this point, Ger even considered killing him outright!
But Ger suppressed the impulse: firstly, as can be seen from the original movie, Wenwu's ten-ring ability is very strong, and Ger is not confident of victory; secondly, killing the masked warrior is easy, but if he cannot kill Wenwu, then the Wei Nianlin and Ning Rong families may face terrible retaliation in the future.
But the masked warrior has already made his move, and it is absolutely necessary to make him pay a heavy price!
"Impossible!" Wenwu's voice was soft, but his tone was very firm.
The masked warrior was his subordinate, and he would never allow Ger to harm his own men, otherwise how could he manage his subordinates?
Ger narrowed his eyes slightly and questioned, "These two people also have their parents. If they knew their children had suddenly died, how would they accept it?"
Wenwu's body trembled slightly; he even suspected that Ge'er knew something. His wife had died mysteriously in the same way, a pain that still haunted him.
But Wenwu's face remained calm. After a moment, Wenwu slowly said, "I often see you on the news and have long admired you. Come to think of it, it's been a long time since I've sparred with anyone. How about I show you your skills? Of course, we'll stop short of a fight."
Gel sneered, "I'd also love to see the power of the ten rings."
It turns out that they still need to see who's truly capable before deciding whether or not to hand over the masked warrior.
Geer stretched out his hand slightly, and then a spatial gate slowly opened beside him. From Wei Nianlin's perspective, it was easy to see that on the other side of the spatial gate was a lush green wheat field.
"You should leave first," Ger said, pointing to the portal to Ning Rong and Wei Nianlin.
Ning Rong nodded slightly, a hint of worry flashing in her clear eyes, and looked at Ge Er and nodded: "Then be careful."
After saying that, he pulled Wei Nianlin, who seemed to want to say something more, into the spatial portal.
Xu Xialing glanced at Wenwu discreetly, then quietly lifted her foot, intending to follow him inside. But Wenwu looked at her and softly called out, "Xu Xialing."
Xu Xialing immediately stopped in her tracks, her face filled with fear, and slowly walked to Wenwu's side.
"You take the young lady and go first," Wenwu instructed his subordinates.
"Yes." The person behind immediately stepped forward and pulled Xu Xialing towards the park exit.
Xu Xialing looked back reluctantly, then pouted and got into the car.
For a moment, only Ge Er, Wen Wu, and the masked warrior remained in the entire park.
“Sparring would be too noisy, so why don’t we find a suitable place first?” Wenwu looked around and said to Geer.
"No need, this is fine." Ger glanced at Wenwu indifferently, then stretched out his hand and gently pressed down.
After a sound like wind chimes, Wenwu keenly noticed that the surrounding scenery seemed different.
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