Lu Chengwen could tell that the person who came was ruthless.
And judging by the tone, it was clear they were here for him and Long Aotian.
So, at this moment, he had to make Senior Brother take the lead!
Lu Chengwen, you sly fox!
Senior Brother, if you can hold him off, I'll respect you as a real man!
Senior Brother, if you can't hold him off… you'll still have to try for my sake!
Lu Chengwen said, "Let me tell you, just because you're carrying a big knife and have tattoos all over you like a zebra, if you dare show off in front of my Senior Brother again, my Senior Brother will slap you to death right here in the mountains!"
The man looked at Lu Chengwen's frivolous, exaggerated, and roguish demeanor with disdain in his eyes:
"Long Aotian might be somewhat interesting, but I really don't understand the point of observing someone like Lu Chengwen… What a fool."
Long Aotian frowned deeply, just about to speak when Lu Chengwen interjected, "Ha!"
Long Aotian was startled.
Lu Chengwen said, "You're absolutely right! I, Lu Chengwen, am just a small fry. Compared to you big shots, I'm nothing but a bug. But my Senior Brother!"
Lu Chengwen introduced him humbly, and Long Aotian immediately straightened up, exuding dignity and grandeur.
"He's a great hero with the weight of the world on his shoulders! A big deal! He's one of the rare geniuses of the ancient Chinese martial arts world in thousands of years, the child of destiny who carries the rise and fall of this world on his back!"
Long Aotian was quite pleased and thought to himself:
Junior Brother! You really understand me!
The man let out a cold snort: "That's right, some people up there do think so, but…"
His eyes turned vicious: "That's just them! Those stubborn old fools are the only ones who would hold such outdated views. To me, you're all nothing but ants!"
Long Aotian narrowed his eyes: "Sir…"
Lu Chengwen angrily said, "That's why old people's words carry wisdom! You, a young brat, are nothing but a rash and headless fly! I warn you, if you want to have a proper conversation, my Senior Brother and I can chat with you. But if you try to act all high and mighty in front of my Senior Brother, I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications!"
Long Aotian nodded in agreement.
Chengwen's words were spot on!
The man sneered: "Interesting, one's acting all high and mighty, thinking he's a grandmaster and the savior of the world. And the other one is fawning over him shamelessly. Hmph, a pair of clowns who've never seen the real world."
Long Aotian was furious, pointing at the man and just about to speak.
Lu Chengwen raged, "I warn you! You can insult me all you want. I'm just a nobody; I won't hold it against you. But my Senior Brother is a heroic figure who cannot tolerate any insult!"
The man glared: "Damn it, your mouth is too much! Today, I'll chop you both down to show those old fools…"
Lu Chengwen yelled, "You son of a—!"
Long Aotian pressed down on Lu Chengwen's hand: "Junior Brother, let me have a word!"
"Oh, Senior Brother, please speak." He secretly winked: "Don't be afraid of him, take him out."
Long Aotian cupped his hands and said, "Sir, may I ask who you are? Why are you speaking so disrespectfully to me and my Junior Brother? Even if you want to fight, hmph, there should at least be a reason, no?"
The man gave a sinister smile: "You two? You don't deserve to know anything!"
The knife suddenly swung, slashing directly at Long Aotian!
Long Aotian was shocked; he hadn't expected this person to attack without any warning!
He quickly dodged and tried to use his forearm to deflect the force of the slash.
His wrist made contact, but he couldn't dispel the power!
Long Aotian immediately understood—he and this person were not on the same level at all!
He quickly changed his posture, rolling away in an attempt to escape the opponent's attack.
But that enormous knife, surprisingly agile, with just a slight wrist turn, followed Long Aotian's movements and slashed towards him again!
Long Aotian was utterly shaken!
There's no way to dodge this!
At that moment, Qi Meishao appeared out of nowhere, her longsword clanging as it blocked the blade!
But Qi Meishao felt the immense strain as soon as she engaged!
The opponent's strength was far beyond hers!
The blade tilted slightly, and with a sharp crack, Qi Meishao's longsword broke in half. A deep slash ran from her chest to her shoulder!
From start to finish, the entire exchange lasted just one or two seconds—movements as swift as lightning!
But the outcome was already decided!
Long Aotian held Qi Meishao as they retreated several meters. Supporting her, he asked, "Meishao, are you okay?"
Qi Meishao struggled to speak: "Young Master, he… is very strong…"
Long Aotian gritted his teeth: "Chengwen, we'll fight him… huh?"
Turning around, he saw that Lu Chengwen had already started the car. He stuck his head out and said, "Senior Brother, you hold him off! Xue Ning and I will find Master to avenge you!"
Long Aotian cursed inwardly: Bastard! Running faster than anyone else at a critical moment!
Lu Chengwen slammed the gas pedal, and the car sped off. Hua Xue Ning looked back and slapped the seat: "My sister! My Meishao sister, she's hurt!"
"Ah, with Senior Brother there, she'll be fine!"
"I want to go save her!"
Lu Chengwen, seeing Hua Xue Ning trying to jump out to rescue someone, was fuming inside: "Sit tight!"
Long Aotian took a deep breath: "King's Overlord Aura!"
The man frowned: "So it's true, this guy really possesses the King's Overlord Aura…"
Then, with an unconvinced smirk, he said, "I'll crush that so-called Overlord Aura!"
With that, he tossed aside his knife and rushed forward to engage Long Aotian in hand-to-hand combat.
Bang!
Long Aotian was sent flying backward, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
The man remained firmly rooted, though his expression clearly grew more serious.
"So this… is the power of the King's Overlord Aura?"
He took a deep breath, adjusting his breathing.
Inwardly, he thought: With his strength, he was able to withstand my punch and even managed to disrupt my breathing. The King's Overlord Aura truly is the pinnacle of ancient martial energy!
The man gathered his strength once more, and Long Aotian angrily tore off his jacket and threw it to the ground:
"I'm gonna fight you to the death!"
Bang——!
This time, the man staggered back two steps before regaining his footing.
He raised his head, utterly shocked!
The King's Aura… truly gets stronger and braver the more he fights!?
Long Aotian was sent flying far back. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he roared in fury:
"Come again!"
"Bring it on!"
Bang——!
This time, the man shielded his entire body and didn't retreat. However, it was evident that this strike had drained a considerable amount of his energy.
Long Aotian, on the other hand, was sent flying backward, and, unable to keep his balance, fell to the ground, clutching his chest:
"Are you finally going to tell me why you attacked me?"
The man roared, "You're not worthy!"
After shouting, he charged forward ferociously!
Long Aotian could no longer hold on. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the man suddenly change direction.
Still in shock, he turned his head and saw Lu Chengwen's car charging straight at him!
In an instant, Long Aotian's three souls were scared out of two. He rolled on the ground to get out of the way.
Grabbing a handful of grass, he raised it angrily and shouted:
"Lu Chengwen! Are you trying to kill me!?"
Lu Chengwen stuck his head out of the car window:
"Big bro, no need to thank me!"
"Thank your damn ancestor!"
Hua Xuening scooped up the heavily injured Qi Meishao and got into the car. Lu Chengwen did a sharp drift and sped off again.
"Hey, damn it! That's my medicine! Don't take it away!"
The man was furious:
"Bastard! So devoid of martial honor! I'll cripple you!"
But before the man could catch up, a figure suddenly landed in front of the car.
Lu Chengwen slammed on the brakes and stuck his head out the window:
"Are you trying to die!? I swear I could run you over and afford to compensate you!"
The person in front slowly turned around, and the man chasing from behind immediately dropped to one knee:
"Patriarch!"
Lu Chengwen was stunned:
[Patriarch? So he's with this psycho!?]
[If this guy is already an animal, wouldn't his patriarch be a monster!?]
Thinking this, Lu Chengwen suddenly put on a friendly smile:
"Brother, my bad! I just got my driver's license. Long Aotian's back there—you'll find him if you go over. See ya!"
Lu Chengwen was about to start the car again when Hua Xuening sensed something was off. Grabbing Qi Meishao, she kicked the car door open and yanked Lu Chengwen out of the car.
Almost the moment Lu Chengwen escaped the vehicle, the car was sliced cleanly!
The exposed steel edges were impeccably smooth and gleamed brightly. It was clear that the car was made of quality materials.
Lu Chengwen lay sprawled on the ground, staring in shock as a triangular section of the car roof slowly slid off and landed on the ground.
And the man in white—he hadn't moved an inch from beginning to end!
The man in white was stunning!
His complexion was pale, white like resurrected milk.
His face was long, with sharp, defined angles, almond-shaped eyes that were narrow but not small, sword-like brows, and star-like eyes. His nose was high and straight, and his lips were thin.
A white robe nearly dragged on the ground, making his figure appear tall and slender.
At his waist hung a longsword, intricately designed and exquisite, even his sword robe was a finely crafted work of art, adorned with jade pendants.
But the one unsettling thing was his face—it was utterly devoid of expression.
His gaze was even more terrifyingly empty.
On this man, Lu Chengwen felt an unprecedented sense of oppression and mystery.
Lu Chengwen was dumbfounded.
[What's going on!?]
[He didn't even move! How did my car get destroyed!?]
Hua Xuening immediately held her sword and stepped in front of Lu Chengwen like a towering sculpture.
Lu Chengwen, lying on the ground, suddenly felt Hua Xuening look immensely tall at that moment!
Her stance and her aura showed no trace of fear or hesitation. Her presence was in no way inferior to the man in white.
But Hua Xuening's voice changed. It became unprecedentedly grave and serious.
"Master, take my sister and leave quickly! I'll do my best to hold him off!"
Lu Chengwen was stunned.
[Hold him off?! That means Xuening knows she's no match for him!]
[She's going to use her life to buy me time!]
Lu Chengwen scrambled to his feet:
"Xuening, no!"
But it was too late.
Hua Xuening had already charged forward, but it was like she hit a wall. She was instantly bounced back, coughing up blood as she flew through the air.
Long Aotian also struggled to walk over.
Lu Chengwen caught Hua Xuening in his arms:
"Xuening! Xuening! Are you alright?"
Hua Xuening coughed up another mouthful of blood:
"I'm sorry… Ma-master… I'm… too weak…"
Lu Chengwen looked up:
"Who the hell are you people? Why attack us on sight? Did we offend you? Have we!?"
The big knife-wielding man from before was still nervously kneeling there, shaking his head as if to say:
"You fool, you don't even know who you're talking to."
Lu Chengwen was genuinely panicking now.
This man—he felt even more terrifying than his master!
How did Qixing Peak attract such a powerful figure!?
And the worst part… it seemed like this man couldn't speak. Was he mute?
Lu Chengwen had no choice but to reveal his trump card!
He gritted his teeth:
"Can this be solved with money? Name your price, and I won't bargain!"
The man's eyes swept over Lu Chengwen's face, but he quickly lost interest and turned his gaze to Hua Xuening. Finally, he moved his lips. His voice was faint but magnetic:
"Rapid Lightning… what a pity."