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What happens when a person collides with a vehicle moving at high speed? Living in the Twenty-First Century, Ye Huan had always believed that a person would be thrown away upon impact, and he was convinced of this. But now, what was he witnessing?
In front of the vehicle, a frail old man merely extended his arm, which was drier than firewood, and effortlessly stopped a military Hummer that was traveling at 200 miles per hour. Neither the Military Hummer nor the old man in the black robe showed any signs of movement; the only thing still in motion was the Hummer's tires, spinning and kicking up a cloud of dust.
According to the physics Ye Huan had learned, such a collision should result in mutual impact forces. So who could explain this phenomenon? Staring in shock at the old man in front of the military Hummer, Ye Huan muttered four words: "This is unscientific..."
Indeed, it was unscientific. However, in this situation, who besides Ye Huan would care about such matters? One thing was certain: after the appearance of this old man, Weiyang and Zhang Ren could only think one thing—"We're doomed!" Familiar with this world, they understood that someone capable of stopping a military Hummer with bare hands without causing any disturbance must be a Ninth Level Warrior. Only at that level could one control their strength so effortlessly.
As the surroundings seemed to quiet down significantly, Gong Weiqi slowly opened his eyes and saw the black robe worn by the old man. The embroidered character "Palace" in gold thread gave him a sense of familiarity.
"Who are you?" Suppressing his inner turmoil, Gong Weiqi's voice trembled as he asked the old man.
Turning slowly, the old man's murky eyes seemed to possess an enchanting power that momentarily left Gong Weiqi breathless. After a pause, he spoke: "So similar... You truly are a descendant of the Gong Family..."
Hearing this, Gong Weiqi felt as if struck by lightning. Just as he was about to ask more questions, two shadowy figures appeared in the distance, accompanied by waves of sword energy. In an instant, they reached Gong Weiqi's side and unleashed fierce sword strikes toward the old man.
With a dismissive smile, the old man swirled his black robe and swiftly moved aside with Gong Weiqi, leaving behind a series of afterimages. At that moment, the Military Hummer finally moved again, speeding forward. This caused Ye Huan in the back seat to shove his foot into the front seat and desperately slam on the brakes while shouting at Weiyang: "Stop! Stop!"
"Are you kidding me, Ye Huan? Have you lost your mind?! That old man is a Ninth Level Warrior! If he catches us, we're finished!" The sudden braking jolted the vehicle violently. Weiyang pulled hard on Ye Huan's leg that was pressing down on the brake pedal. Now that terrifying old man had finally released his grip on the Hummer; what were they waiting for if not to escape? Were they going back to deliver themselves to death?
Not just Weiyang; Zhang Ren shared the same thought. He grabbed Ye Huan's leg in an attempt to push him back into the rear seat. In frustration, Ye Huan transformed the military Hummer into Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy and recalled it into his Summoning Book. The three of them landed heavily on the ground. Afterward, Ye Huan quickly got up and rushed over to join the two who were confronting the black-robed old man. He exclaimed: "Father! Why did you and the steward come here?"
Father?
Sitting on the ground and rubbing his sore backside from such a fall, Weiyang turned in shock upon hearing Ye Huan's words to look at the two mysterious figures who had attacked the black-robed old man. Zhang Ren did likewise.
Indeed, before Ye Huan stood a man around forty years old with strong features dressed in tight-fitting white martial attire exuding an otherworldly aura—none other than Ye Tian, a Ninth Level Warrior who had single-handedly established the Ye Family! Beside him stood Ye Luo, dressed in a black tailcoat—the steward of the Ye Family whom Weiyang and Zhang Ren recognized!
The two individuals, no matter where they were placed, were undoubtedly among the top experts in the world. How could they have ended up here?
The more he thought about it, the more something felt off. As a result, Ye Tian, with a serious expression, shouted something to Ye Huan. Immediately, Weiyang and Zhang Ren began to flee desperately toward the north, for they had clearly heard Ye Tian's words to Ye Huan: "Run, run north! Run as far as you can!"
Similarly, Ye Huan also heard what Ye Tian said, but what could have happened that would make him flee north? After all, that was the territory of the Southern Xiongnu Empire!
Before Ye Huan could voice his questions, Ye Luo suddenly grabbed him. After a few swift movements, they reached Weiyang and Zhang Ren's side. With a quick grab, Ye Luo took hold of their collars, pulling them together back to back.
As if feeling no weight at all, Ye Luo's speed increased even further. In the blink of an eye, they had covered no less than two hundred meters before he finally set them down on the ground and quickly spoke to Ye Huan: "Young Master, that Elder in Black from earlier was the ruler of the Royal Capital Gong Family fifteen years ago. He was clearly killed by our master back then. Who would have thought he would appear here now, and his strength is even greater than our master's! You should escape! Run as far as you can!"
Without waiting for Ye Huan to respond, he hurried back toward their previous position. This left Ye Huan utterly confused about what had just happened—how could a dead person come back to life? Moreover, if he ran away, what would happen to Ye Tian? What about the Ye Family in the capital? What about Second Lady and his brother Ye Le?
With these thoughts in mind, Ye Huan did not follow Ye Luo's orders to leave but instead quickly chased after him, hoping to see if he could help in any way; after all, he was a member of the Ye Family.
Seeing Ye Huan running so fast, Weiyang and Zhang Ren had no choice but to follow suit. One of them grabbed hold of one of Ye Huan's arms while Weiyang pointed toward the distant city wall and urged him: "Ye Huan, let's go! We won't be able to help by staying here; it's better to get some distance first. Don't you have that Barrett? Wouldn't it be better for us to observe from there?"
"Barrett?" Upon hearing Weiyang's words, Ye Huan felt that he made a valid point. Nodding in agreement and glancing back one last time, he quickly ran out with Weiyang and Zhang Ren. In no time at all, they reached the top of the city wall where three Barrett rifles extended over the edge.
Through the scope of the Barretts, they could clearly see that outside the Lord's mansion, Ye Tian and Ye Luo were engaged in combat with the Elder in Black. As sword energies filled the air like shooting stars, only afterimages remained; it was impossible to find their true forms!
Occasionally, a sword energy would be deflected away, creating a pit over three meters long and half a meter deep on the ground. This demonstrated just how powerful Ninth Level Warriors were. However, upon closer inspection, it became evident that nearly all of the deflected sword energies originated from Ye Tian and Ye Luo; the Elder in Black hadn't even launched an attack! This led Weiyang—who was observing alongside Ye Huan with his Barrett—to mutter: "Could this guy really be a legendary Tenth Level Martial Artist? That's insane!"
"Legendary?" Upon hearing Weiyang's words, Ye Huan felt intrigued and couldn't help but ask him for more information.
"What? You don't know that there isn't a single Tenth Level Martial Artist openly acknowledged on Nine Provinces Continent right now? I often hear my grandfather say that once someone reaches Tenth Level Martial Artist status, they can ascend to immortality and fly into the sky!" With longing in his eyes, Weiyang even put down his Barrett as he murmured.
To this, Ye Huan scoffed; while it was true he hadn't heard of any Tenth Level Professionals before, ascending to immortality and flying into the sky? Wasn't that akin to dying?
Ignoring what Weiyang said, Ye Huan continued focusing on the situation with Ye Tian. Through the scope of his Barrett rifle, he kept adjusting his aim as he followed their fighting positions. Suddenly—without knowing how—it seemed that Gong Weiqi's head appeared in his sights!
"Is it him?" Ye Huan furrowed his brow, as if he had found a key to the problem. Upon further reflection on the identity of the old man in the black robe, Gong Weiqi seemed to be the current weakness of that elder!
Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger, and a flash of fire erupted from the muzzle of the Barrett, startling both Weiyang and Zhang Ren beside Ye Huan. They were confused about what Ye Huan was doing. Before they could turn their heads to ask, Ye Huan suddenly moved, pushing Weiyang and Zhang Ren down against the city wall, doing the same for himself. The three of them made intimate contact with the ground just as a sword aura whizzed past their heads, slicing through the three Barretts formed by Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy into two halves.
It turned out that just as Ye Huan had pulled the trigger while aiming at Gong Weiqi in the scope, the old man had suddenly appeared in front of Gong Weiqi and caught the bullet from the Barrett with his bare hand. At first, Ye Huan couldn't believe it; only when he saw the elder flicking his hand and a white light appearing in the scope did he think quickly to push Weiyang and Zhang Ren down to the ground.
Fortunately, Ye Huan reacted fast enough; otherwise, just that moment could have cost all three of their lives.
"Hey, what are you doing, Ye Huan?!"
Weiyang, having no idea what was happening, muttered after his head collided with the ground. Rubbing his head, he was stunned when he realized that the Barrett he had just been holding was now broken in two. He couldn't help but shake the severed Barrett in disbelief before his eyes.
The distance between the city wall and the lord's mansion was over a thousand meters. To strike with sword energy over such a distance and split a heavy sniper rifle like the Barrett in half—how powerful was that attack?
Weiyang knew that his grandfather, being a Ninth-Level Mage, could never achieve such a feat. He hurriedly said to Ye Huan, "Ye Huan, shouldn't we move a bit farther away?"
Nodding in agreement, Ye Huan also felt some fear. The three of them ran along the city wall for a while before finding an inconspicuous spot to crouch down. Each of them looked around nervously while holding onto the Barrett that Ye Huan had summoned again.
Fortunately, earlier on, all soldiers on the city wall had been dispatched by Gong Weiqi to hunt down Ye Huan; otherwise, if any soldiers saw three grown men squatting like thieves, they would undoubtedly have been captured without hesitation.
At this moment, however, Ye Huan and his companions were not concerned about their image. Through the scope of the Barrett, Ye Huan was astonished to discover that there was another person outside the lord's mansion…
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