hidden depths
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As soon as these words were spoken, the gaze of both sides instantly fell upon Wang Ye.
Their eyes were intense and full of a sense of killing intent.
Feeling the gaze filled with murderous intent, Wang Ye chuckled and said, "Of course, this is just an immature suggestion. Please continue, continue..."
"You bastard, how dare you disrespect your grandpa! Prepare to die!"
The man in black frowned and cursed.
At the same time, he swiftly drew his long sword, carrying a solemn killing intent, and aimed straight for Wang Ye's throat.
The sword was fast and ruthless, without any mercy!
Seeing this sword, Wang Ye's brow slightly furrowed.
To outsiders, it seemed like a lightning-fast strike, but to him, it was incredibly slow.
Numerous thoughts flashed through his mind for a moment.
Should he take action?
His identity would definitely be exposed!
Or should he kill them all?
With his skills, it would be easier than crushing ants.
But what about Ah Ji?
Should he kill him too?
A series of questions surged in Wang Ye's mind for a moment.
"Harm no one's life!"
Just as Wang Ye was torn about whether to kill these people, a roar came from afar.
At that moment, Luo Changtian angrily shouted and swiftly lifted his long sword!
Clang!
A crisp sound was heard as Luo Changtian directly parried the man's sword aimed at Wang Ye.
"You really have a strong sense of justice!"
After blocking this sword, the man in black coldly laughed, "You can't even protect yourself, yet you're concerned about saving an unrelated shopkeeper!"
"The vast world, with great aspirations!"
At this moment, Luo Changtian held his long sword across his chest and said solemnly, "This is the foundation upon which the Tianxia Association stands. How could you petty usurpers understand!?"
Tianxia Association?
Hearing Luo Changtian's words, Wang Ye's heart trembled slightly.
He had long retired from the world and no longer cared about the affairs of the martial arts world, but he had still heard of the Tianxia Association.
The Tianxia Association was a rising power in recent years, boasting numerous martial arts experts and disciples. It was known as the largest faction in the martial arts world.
"Nonsense! You know nothing about true aspirations!"
Looking at Luo Changtian, the man in black sneered and said in a deep voice, "As long as you hand over the Juntian Order, we will spare you today. How about that?"
"Spit!"
Upon hearing the man in black's words, Luo Changtian spat and coldly said, "Lu Qingchuan killed his friends and murdered his master, seizing the position of the leader of the Tianxia Association. Such a villain also wants to obtain the Juntian Order from me. It's simply wishful thinking!"
"If it weren't for Lu as the leader, the Tianxia Association would be nothing more than a small faction without fame. The position of the leader is for the capable. Since you refuse to hand over the Juntian Order, then I will personally take it!"
As he spoke, the man in black's expression changed, and he said, "Kill them all, leave no one alive!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the other black-clad individuals' long swords trembled, and they immediately launched an attack on the group.
A fierce battle ensued between the two sides.
Within the battle, the sound of clashing metal and weapons echoed incessantly in the inn, and sparks flew from the collision of weapons, creating a striking scene.
Despite being outnumbered, Luo Changtian's side fought tenaciously, showing no fear as they fought with all their might.
However, even so, the three of them were still outnumbered and eventually defeated.
Two of the three had died on the spot, and although Luo Changtian was still standing, he was heavily injured, blood flowing incessantly.
While everyone was engaged in the fight, Wang Ye stood on the side with a worried expression on his face.
His worry was not for Luo Changtian's life.
He had long been accustomed to the conflicts and struggles in the martial arts world, and the scene before him couldn't stir a ripple in his heart.
He was worried about the furnishings in the inn.
Can't these martial artists pick a fight somewhere other than the inn?
The damaged tables and chairs were worth a lot of money!
Whoosh!
Just as Wang Ye was lost in his thoughts, a sharp whistling sound rang out.
Following the sound, he saw a cold light rushing towards him like lightning, aimed directly at his throat.
This sword was filled with killing intent, clearly intending to strike him down.
So be it!
Seeing the oncoming sword, Wang Ye shook his head.
Since these people insisted, he might as well kill them all!
With this thought, Wang Ye's body moved slightly, preparing to take action.
"The shopkeeper, be careful!"
Just as Wang Ye was about to make a move, a familiar voice rang out.
Turning towards the sound, he saw a figure standing in front of him.
This figure was incredibly fast and appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye. With lightning-fast movements, two fingers firmly grasped the sword aimed at Wang Ye and twisted his wrist.
Crack!
With a crisp sound, the sword shattered inch by inch.
Without any hesitation as the sword shattered, the figure swiftly struck the man in black's chest with a palm.
Bang!
A muffled sound was heard as the man in black's body flew backward like a broken rag, crashing to the ground lifeless.
!!!
Witnessing this scene , Wang Ye's heart stirred.
His gaze shifted, and he discovered that the figure was none other than Ah Ji, who had always been inconspicuous.
This kid is truly extraordinary...
Ah Ji had a strong and steady aura, agile in his movements, and Wang Ye could sense that he possessed martial arts skills.
Finally, it was revealed.
Based on that single palm strike alone, Wang Ye could tell that Ah Ji was not weak!
As he silently pondered, Wang Ye's gaze fell upon Ah Ji.
At this moment, Ah Ji had shed his usual lazy and cunning demeanor, replaced by a face full of heroism.
His hunched body straightened, and an invisible aura emanated from within him, exuding a daunting sense of oppression.
"Good kid, turns out you're a master-level expert. No wonder you've been hiding for so long..."
After carefully observing, Wang Ye finally discerned Ah Ji's level.
In the path of martial arts, summarized and categorized by generations of experts, there are nine realms: Martial Scholar, Third-rate Martial Scholar, Second-rate Martial Scholar, First-rate Martial Scholar, Grandmaster, Great Grandmaster, Martial Saint, Immortal, and Innate.
Among them, reaching the realm of a Grandmaster already makes one a formidable presence in the martial world.
After pondering in silence, the leader of the black-clad men also realized the situation.
He took a good look at Ah Ji and greeted him with clasped fists, saying, "We were unaware of the presence of a master here and have unknowingly offended. If you are not involved in this matter, you are free to leave, and we will not obstruct you!"
With that, the man moved aside, creating a path for Ah Ji.
Witnessing this scene, Wang Ye inwardly chuckled.
That's how it is in the martial world—strength commands respect.
With formidable strength, you naturally earn respect at every turn. If your strength is weak, you're just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered!
Upon hearing the man's words, Ah Ji glanced at Luo Changtian and then at Wang Ye, shaking his head.
This kid still has some conscience!
Observing Ah Ji's head shake, Wang Ye secretly thought to himself.
At the same time, he felt relieved.
Since Ah Ji possessed martial skills, he didn't need to intervene!
"If you insist on it, don't blame us for being ruthless!"
At this moment, the leader of the black-clad men snorted, and his long sword moved: "Attack!"
Clang!
As soon as these words were spoken, the others brandished their swords and launched an assault towards Ah Ji.
Seeing this scene, Ah Ji remained calm and composed.
A surge of golden internal energy enveloped his body as he rushed forward to meet the oncoming attackers.
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