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"Brother, is this Wang Yi the person we encountered?" Zhang Tai asked.
"Not yet known, but the world is vast and full of wonders; it's not surprising to find someone with the same surname," Zhang Xuan frowned and replied.
Zhang Wanyou, dressed in a striking red Lotus Group outfit, with long black hair, bright eyes, and white teeth, her Jade Cheek like jade, skin fairer than snow, stood gracefully. Her slender figure made her look like a fairy among the vibrant colors of Lotus Group, pure and untouchable. Hearing this, she wrinkled her delicate nose and said, "Brother, Heber Fu is nearly unmatched among the youth in Rong City. Is this Wang Yi his rival?"
"Just wait and see!" Zhang Xuan said.
"Wanyou, you're here too! It's so good to see you," suddenly came a joyful voice filled with admiration.
Two young men around eighteen or nineteen years old approached with four other men. One of them, dressed extravagantly, with a pale complexion and sunken eyes, looked at her with a face full of affection and eyes filled with a burning gaze for his beloved.
"Su Ming, what are you doing here?" Zhang Wanyou looked at the young man with a frown, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes as she angrily said.
"Sister, don't be rude," Zhang Xuan admonished lightly.
"Greetings, Zhang Xuan brother. Wanyou, are you still mad at me?" Su Ming said without any anger, his face full of smiles. His arm injury had clearly healed.
"Brother..." Zhang Wanyou didn't expect her loving brother to scold her. She angrily said, "Su Ming, you're not welcome here; please leave!"
"Hmph, this isn't your Zhang Family's territory; you can't just let us go," Su Hai looked at Zhang Xuan and said. "Hmph, Zhang Xuan, in half a month, it will be the competition among the three families. When you lose then, don't forget our agreement."
"Wishful thinking," Zhang Xuan shouted angrily.
"Zhang Da, don't be angry. I will treat Wanyou well; I will make her happy," Su Ming smiled and said.
“Su Ming, listen carefully, I will not marry you.” Zhang Wanyou's face turned purple with anger. The thought of having to marry this playboy if she failed made her furious.
“Master He has arrived, all irrelevant people step aside.” Suddenly, a loud voice rang out.
In the next moment, the crowd parted like a wave, revealing a towering figure before everyone.
The newcomer had a robust build, a broad forehead, and eyebrows that seemed gilded. As he walked, he exuded an imposing presence. Who else could it be but Heber Fu?
Heber Fu's eyes sparkled like lightning as he surveyed the surroundings. Wherever his gaze landed, silence fell immediately. “Everyone be quiet, or don’t blame me, Heber Fu, for being merciless.”
The crowd nodded in agreement, and those with courage fell silent. Even the Su Hai Brothers and Zhang Xuan siblings dared not speak, seemingly intimidated by Heber Fu as they quietly watched the imposing young man on the Arena.
The name of the Overlord was indeed extraordinary!
“Is Wang Yi here?” Heber Fu asked.
“Reporting to Young Master, Young Master Wang has not yet arrived,” He Da replied respectfully.
“Then hurry up and fetch him,” Heber Fu commanded with a fierce glare and a wave of his hand.
“No need, I am already here.”
At that moment, a clear voice came from the back of the crowd.
In the next instant, four figures stepped out from the crowd; these four were Wang Yi and the Three Overlords Brothers.
Wang Yi looked calmly at Heber Fu, who seemed like a Divine Descent. "Are you Heber Fu?"
"Are you Wang Yi?" Heber Fu asked with a frown. He had some expectations, but upon realizing that this Sect Young Master was merely a third-level martial artist in the Earth Spirit Realm, he felt a bit disdainful.
"That's right," Wang Yi nodded.
"I heard you are the strongest among the younger generation of your Sect. Which Sect is that?" Heber Fu asked, his gaze sharp as lightning on Wang Yi. Seeing Wang Yi with such limited strength, he began to doubt the validity of Wang Yi's reputation.
"Kaiyang Sect," Wang Yi replied calmly. Upon hearing Heber Fu's question, he understood the implications behind it.
"What? You are actually a disciple of Kaiyang Sect?" Heber Fu was taken aback, then pondered for a moment before asking with a frown, "I have heard of the Kaiyang Four Disciples, namely Li Gang, Chu Yixuan, Zhao Shanyu, and Bai Mei Jin Qinghan, but I have never heard of you, Wang Yi."
"I am just an insignificant disciple of Kaiyang Sect. It's not surprising that Brother Heber hasn't heard of me," Wang Yi smiled.
"Hmph, doesn't that mean your reputation is exaggerated?" Heber Fu said with slight anger.
"I never claimed to have such a great reputation. It was you who issued the challenge; I had no such intention," Wang Yi replied softly.
"Ah! So this person is not the strongest in the Sect, just an unknown individual."
"I thought I would witness a fierce battle, but it turns out to be like this, making me wait for nothing."
"This person is only at the third level, two realms lower than Heber Fu. How could he possibly be his opponent?"
Upon hearing this, the originally excited expressions of the crowd vanished without a trace, replaced by disappointment as they began to discuss among themselves.
"Ah! Is it really him?" Zhang Wanyou exclaimed, her beautiful eyes fixed on the calm Wang Yi, covering her flushed mouth in surprise.
"Is it him? So this Wang Yi is the same person," Zhang Xuan said in astonishment.
"I didn't expect this guy. He really overestimates himself, thinking he can compete with Heber Fu. I bet he doesn't even know how to write the word 'death,'" Su Ming coldly looked at Wang Yi, recalling how he had been humiliated by this person before. Anger burned in his heart as he clenched his fists tightly, thinking, "You didn't expect that all of this was arranged by me, did you? Just wait, whether you fight or not, I won't let you leave Rong City easily. You're just a pawn in my hands. Kaiyang Sect? He Family? Heber Fu? Just wait; this time I will completely crush your He Family."
"Hmph, this person deserves to die," Su Hai said coldly.
Wang Yi suddenly felt two killing intents approaching his heart. His spiritual sense was incredibly strong and immediately detected the Su Hai brothers and the Zhang siblings.
"Brother Wang, those two brothers are Su Hai and Su Ming. The three people beside them are Zhang Xuan, Zhang Tai, and Zhang Wanyou from the Zhang Family," Sun Meng whispered.
Wang Yi nodded and said, "I see. It seems this matter was indeed caused by their brothers."
"Brother Wang, you should be careful. Don't be fooled by Su Ming's kind appearance; those who truly know him understand that he is even more ruthless than his older brother Su Hai. Countless people have died at his hands," Sun Meng warned in a low voice.
Wang Yi nodded, feeling moved. He didn't expect that the Sun Meng brothers knew they had offended Su Ming and were aware of his ruthlessness but still openly stood with him. They were indeed real men!
Heber Fu stared at Wang Yi with piercing eyes, hesitating as he saw that Wang Yi only had such strength.
"He Young Master, are you still going to compete with Brother Wang?" Sun Ba asked loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone immediately began to question.
"Yes, are you still going to fight or not?"
"I see no need for a competition. This Wang Yi is just an unknown figure from the Kaiyang Sect; how could he possibly contend with He Young Master?"
"That's right. If Wang Yi were to fight Heber Fu, wouldn't that be akin to seeking death?"
"Wang Yi, I suggest you admit defeat. With Brother He’s strength, he could defeat you in less than ten moves," Su Ming said as he slowly approached, his face filled with disdain. "What about you, Brother He?"
"Su Ming. Hmph, my affairs are not for you to meddle in," Heber Fu snorted coldly.
"You... Heber Fu, don't be so arrogant. There will come a day when you lose to me," Su Ming retorted angrily, his face darkening at those words.
"Hmph, whether it’s you, Su Ming, or your elder brother Su Hai, neither of you have the right to say such things," Heber Fu replied.
"Second brother, come back," Su Hai said with a light reprimand, looking unafraid at the imposing Heber Fu. "Heber Fu, today is your day to challenge him. Let’s set our personal matters aside for now. I forgot to mention that this person’s strength is not as simple as it appears."
"Is that so? Then I must see just how strong he really is," Heber Fu said with a smile as he looked at the expressionless Wang Yi.
"Hmph, Heber Fu, my elder brother is quite formidable. With his strength, I believe even you would not be his match," Su Ming thoughtlessly elevated Wang Yi to a level comparable to Heber Fu, secretly thinking: "This contest cannot end here. Heber Fu is naturally combative; I just need to provoke him a little and he will surely fall into my trap."
"Is that true? I remember you just said he was no match for me in ten moves?" Heber Fu's expression changed as he looked at Wang Yi and asked leisurely.
"He is lying," Wang Yi replied with a smile despite his anger. "Because both of their brothers have been defeated by me." He then looked at Su Ming and said, "Am I right, Young Master Su?"
"You... Wang Yi! I will not let this go easily," Su Ming said with an extremely grim expression, his gaze darkly fixed on Wang Yi.
"Hmph, do you dare to come up on stage and fight me?" Wang Yi said coldly. Understanding that he had already torn the facade with Su Ming, he thought it would be harder than climbing to let Su Ming back down. Since it has come to this, even if it leads to death, I, Wang Yi, will make a splash in this world!
"You..." Su Ming was instantly speechless.
"Alright." Heber Fu waved his hand and said seriously, "Wang Yi, since that's the case, let's have a battle!"
"As you wish," Wang Yi replied with high fighting spirit.
In the Arena.
Heber Fu stood on the stage, sunlight pouring down from above, casting a golden glow on his skin as if it were coated in gold. His gaze met Wang Yi's from afar, and the air seemed to be torn apart by swords and blades as they prepared to engage in battle.
Wang Yi could clearly feel the intense fighting spirit emanating from Heber Fu. This fighting spirit was not empty; it was a real presence, a will to fight. He thought to himself, "No wonder Sun Meng said that Heber Fu is naturally combative. With such fighting spirit, how could it be fake?"
At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and everyone in the audience watched the two without blinking.
"Big Brother, who do you think will win between the two of them?" Zhang Wanyou asked, her delicate face like jade, her beautiful eyes fixed on Wang Yi. Her fingers nervously tugged at the hem of her skirt, revealing her anxiety.
"Although Wang Yi is strong, Heber Fu's reputation among the young elites of Rong City and surrounding areas is well-deserved. It won't be easy for Wang Yi to win," Zhang Xuan said after a brief pause.
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