Some people left, but many more remained.
Master Yao's treasure was simply too alluring. Even an illusory legend could make people flock to it like ducks, let alone now that it had truly appeared and was being worn on Wang Chen's hand.
After all, only a small minority could resist such temptation.
Everyone was thinking the same thing: once fighting broke out, they would sit atop the mountain and watch the tigers fight, then make a move to seize it when the time was right.
The problem was that everyone present was clever, and as a result, no one was willing to be the first bird to stick its head out!
The atmosphere inevitably became rather awkward.
Wang Chen found it amusing. "What, none of you want to leave? Then I will!"
To be honest, he was somewhat disappointed.
Because even now, the people who could truly pressure or threaten him had yet to appear.
Wang Chen had waited long enough and did not wish to continue this entanglement.
Before his words had faded, he suddenly sprang forward.
The next instant, blades flashed and swords glinted!
As the saying went, pull one hair and the whole body moved. Although these Taiwu City experts had surrounded Wang Chen without attacking, their awareness had been locked tightly onto him, ready to make a move at any moment. Now, the taut strings in their hearts snapped!
One powerful aura after another came pursuing him as several Innate Martial Artists in Wang Chen's path attacked in unison.
In that instant, they reached an unspoken understanding.
They had to keep Wang Chen here first!
"Get lost!"
Ignoring the attacks coming from every direction, Wang Chen fiercely thrust a palm forward.
Heavenly Dragon Vajra Palm!
A majestic palm force swept out with the momentum of mountains