“Sorry, I saw a dumpling shop with a long queue on the way here and followed it to buy two. That’s why I’m a bit late.” Fang Yu turned to Zheng Ze and said, “These dumplings are actually quite delicious, no wonder so many people are queuing up.”
Zheng Ze wasn’t in the mood to discuss how delicious the steamed buns were. He only wanted to know…how Fang Yu was going to break out of this situation.
The two heads of the Wang family personally led the way, followed by twelve cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage!
The guards at the Martial Arts Association were so scared that they knelt down and begged for mercy!
How should we respond to this situation?
“You…are Fang Yu?” Wang Zishan stared at Fang Yu intently, asking in a cold voice.
Fang Yu turned around, looked at Wang Zishan, swallowed the remaining half of the bun in one gulp, and said, “I am.”
“Where is Wang Wenshan? I need to see him!” Wang Hutian frowned and asked in a deep voice.
“Didn’t I just say so? You’ll never see him again,” Fang Yu said.
At hearing this, Wang Hetian and Wang Zishan, even the twelve attendants behind them, all changed color.
“What do you mean?!” Wang Hentian’s aura exploded, displaying his cultivation at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.
A surge of power rippled outward, causing the saplings lining the courtyard to snap and fall.
“Wasn’t my meaning clear? Wang Wenshan is dead.” Fang Yu said nonchalantly.
Upon receiving the definitive answer, Wang He’s face contorted in rage. He roared to the heavens, his eyes blazing red.
Wang Wenshan was his most trusted brother, and at the same time, he was the core member of this branch whose reputation and status were second only to him.
But now… Wang Wenshan is actually dead?
To die so inexplicably at the hands of an obscure man?!
He can’t accept it!
King He Tian, filled with rage and grief, felt his cultivation almost bursting from control, spreading wildly!
The pressure emanating from a Nascent Soul stage expert instantly enveloped the entire courtyard.
Those guards from the Martial Arts Association who knelt on the ground begging for mercy all had pained expressions on their faces, their entire bodies pressed against the floor, unable to move.
Even Zheng Ze felt immense pressure, having to grit his teeth just to barely support his body.
This is a cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage!
Compared to Nascent Soul Stage cultivators, his cultivation base thickness and the intensity of his aura were several levels stronger!
That is precisely why, in today’s martial arts world, the Nascent Soul Stage is referred to as the God Realm!
Below the divine realm, all are ants!
This statement may be too blunt, but the meaning is very direct.
The Nascent Soul stage and the following realms are separated by heaven and earth!
While before him, Wang Hetian was only one among many in the Nascent Soul stage!
Beside him stood Wang Zhishan, followed by twelve attendants…all of them were in the Nascent Soul stage!
This power is even enough to overturn the martial arts world of every region except Beidu!
Now, they all stand before me, menacing!
What… how do we deal with this?
Zheng Ze swallowed nervously and looked at Fang Yu, his uneasiness growing.
He knew things were going to be difficult to wrap up today.
Even if his teacher intervened, it would be useless.
Because… Wang Wenshan is dead!
“I have to make something clear, Wang Wenshan wasn’t killed by me.” Fang Yu looked at the furious Wang Hantian and said, “In fact, he wanted to die with me, and ended up blowing himself up.”
Fang Yu’s words, to Wang Hetian, were not an explanation but a provocation!
Wang Wenshan knows best who he is!
How could he do such a suicidal folly?
With his intelligence, he surely knew the Wang family would find a way to rescue him and wouldn’t possibly resort to such an extreme strategy!
“Fang Yu… I don’t care what your relationship is with Huixu, today… you must pay for your life, to appease the spirit of Wen Shan in heaven!” Wang Hutian roared with bloodshot eyes.
Between his words, his body was enveloped in a burst of intense light.
The oppressive aura around him also reached its peak.
“Actually, I was just saying that. How did you conclude that Wang Wenshan is already dead?” Fang Yu raised an eyebrow and asked.
Upon hearing this, Wang Hetian was taken aback.
Could it be… that there’s still a chance?
“I was joking. Wang Wenshan really died, and his body was blown to ashes.” Fang Yu smiled and said.
“Oh… I will kill you!”
Wang Hetian was enraged to the extreme, roaring furiously, as a spear of light condensed in his hand. He hurled it at Fang Yu with a sudden burst of power!
“Whoosh!”
The spear transformed into a white streak, slicing through the air and aiming straight for Fang Yu’s heart!
Fang Yu stood still, raised his left hand, and in the blink of an eye, grasped the long spear!
“Bang!”
At that moment, a deafening boom!
The ground was blasted into a crater!
The terrifying might surged outward, sending Zheng Ze behind Fang Yu and the guards in the courtyard flying backward!
Fang Yu stood in place, his right hand tightly gripping the spear.
“Buzz…”
The spear trembled continuously, as if trying to break free from Fang Yu’s right hand, but it was unable to do so.
“This gun… doesn’t look any worse than the sword Wang Xiaofeng had in his hand yesterday.” Fang Yu took a close look at the spear, gripped it tightly, and lifted it.
The long spear is still trembling desperately!
But Fang Yu ignored him, grabbed his spear and threw it forcefully towards Wang Hatian!
“Boom!”
The power of the spear could not withstand Fang Yu at all!
Even if it desperately wanted to turn around, it could only fly towards its master, Wang Hetan!
At this moment, Wang Hantian was a little stunned!
He had never imagined that his own treasured weapon, a divine artifact passed down through generations, would be used against him.
This was the first time he had ever encountered such a thing!
“Master, be careful!”
Wang Hetian’s six attendants behind him immediately rushed forward, extending their hands and together conjuring a massive golden light shield!
“Divine Bell Cover!”
The next second, the long spear slammed against the shield!
“Boom!”
A deafening roar erupted.
Because the spear itself had no inclination to attack, it did not pierce the shield.
But the formidable power attached to the spear sent the six Wang Family cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage, who had formed a protective barrier, flying backwards over ten meters!
However, Wang Hatian standing behind them managed to dodge the heavy blow.
“Plop!”
Wang Hetian quickly raised his hand, retracting the spear back into his own grasp.
Looking once more at Fang Yu ahead, Wang Hetian’s eyes had changed.
This man before me…is very strong!
“Master, we…”
Wang Zhisan’s attendants whispered to him, wanting to know if he should intervene.
“We must take action!” Wang Zishan’s face was ashen, he said.
He knew Fang Yu was not weak.
Otherwise, his son Wang Xiaofeng, would not have allowed Fang Yu to be injured so badly!
Today, he brought the six strongest members of his branch, just to get revenge on Wang Xiaofeng!
So, of course, we have to take action! We must act!
Today, it is necessary to kill Fang Yu!
Upon hearing Wang Zhisan’s command, the six attendants each released their cultivation.
“Boom…”
Fourteen cultivators at the Divine Transformation stage simultaneously unleashed their cultivation… Such a spectacle was unprecedented.
Those who had been hiding in the temporary clubhouse building, observing from afar, were also caught under the powerful oppression. They lay on the ground without a trace of blood, unable to move.
And the numerous spies planted by the great families outside the courtyard also sensed the crisis and retreated one after another.
Fang Yu remained in place, gazing at the fourteen Wang family cultivators before him with an emotionless expression.
Zheng Ze, sprawled twenty meters away, gritted his teeth and raised his head, staring at Fang Yu in front of him. His heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
Things are still developing for the worst.
If one does not act decisively… Fang Yu is destined for misfortune.
But today, Zheng Ze did not see Huixu…
“Fang Yu, you gravely wounded my son Xiaofeng and killed Wang family core member Wenshan… he was also the head of the Martial Arts Association! Such a crime is enough to sentence you to death!” Wang Zishan’s eyes were fierce as he roared, “Today, we will take justice into our own hands and kill you here! As for Huixu, he also needs to give us an explanation! Wenshan cannot die in vain, nor can Xiaofeng be injured for nothing!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the six Nascent Soul cultivators behind Wang Zishan all flew forward.
At the same time, the six Nascent Soul cultivators who belonged to Wang Hatian’s branch and had just been blown back, also charged back!
Twelve Wang family cultivators, standing in mid-air, surrounded the opponent with their wings forming a siege!