"Release them, or die!"
Lin Yi froze at those words, but then he smiled.
As expected of the peerless genius who ranked second on Qingzhou's Hidden Dragon Ranking and thirty-first on the Nine Provinces Hidden Dragon Overall Ranking. He certainly knew how to speak with authority!
The mighty master of Qingfeng Stockade, a martial artist at the peak of the Third Rank, was nothing more than an ant in his eyes. With a single thought, he could decide whether the man lived or died!
Lin Yi wondered when he might reach Senior Brother Jiang's level of strength, earn a place on the Jiuzhou Hidden Dragon Ranking, and look upon Third Grade Martial Artists as ants himself.
At the thought of that day, even Lin Yi's calm heart couldn't help but yearn for it.
"Heh. Lin Yi, are you envious?"
Seeing Lin Yi's expression, Zhao Hai Hong seemed to guess what he was thinking. He chuckled and said:
"No need to envy him. In just over half a year, you've gone from a kid who hadn't even touched the threshold of Extreme Strength to someone who's successfully comprehended Breaking Limits. Your talent may not match Wu Han's, but among the geniuses of our Tianshan Sect's younger generation, you're still among the very best."
"If you enter Tianshan Pavilion one day and receive its training, you'll have the same hope of making the Jiuzhou Hidden Dragon Ranking! You, too, could become one of the very greatest prodigies in the entire Jiuzhou World!"
"Oh, Tianshan Pavilion? What is that? It can help me make the Jiuzhou Hidden Dragon Ranking?"
Hearing this unfamiliar name, Lin Yi asked curiously.
Zhao Hai Hong continued to explain:
"Tianshan Pavilion is a place established by the Founding Patriarch of our Tianshan Sect specifically to cultivate Martial Dao Geniuses."