An overwhelming aura descended upon Ye Xiwen like a canopy blotting out the sky. Anyone weaker, or with a frailer mind, would likely have been frightened to death on the spot.
"Transcendent Realm Fifth Heaven?" Ye Xiwen narrowed his eyes. A faint, nearly imperceptible blood-red glow flashed over his body, and the boundless pressure could not touch him at all.
Wasn't that about the same cultivation as the city lord of Welcoming City Pass?
"Stop!" A figure also shot out from the Wang Family seats. It was Wang Yanghua, the Wang Family's patriarch. In an instant, he stood before Ye Xiwen and blocked that person's attack.
Only then did Ye Xiwen clearly see the man's face. He was a dignified middle-aged man who bore some resemblance to Wu Chenhai. Wang Mengyu had introduced him earlier—he was Wu Nanjie, the current patriarch of the Wu Family, one of Qi Nan Island's strongest top experts, and Wu Chenhai's father.
"What, Wang Yanghua? Are you going to shield him?" Wu Nanjie stared coldly at Wang Yanghua.
"How can this be called shielding him? Have you forgotten what you said earlier? Blades and swords have no eyes; anything can happen in a match. If you're afraid of getting hurt, then don't participate!" Wang Yanghua spoke blandly, but inwardly he was overjoyed. When the Wu Family had said those same words earlier, the Wang Family had been stifled to the point of suffocation, yet they could not utter a single rebuttal because there had been nothing wrong with the Wu Family's argument.
But now the situation had reversed. It was the Wang Family's turn to say those words. Not only could they strike back fiercely, it was practically a slap across the face—a slap across the Wu Family's face.
Hadn't you been swaggering around and