See Reynolds Again
"My lord," a guard rushed in respectfully, "There's a man outside named Reynolds who says he's looking for Lord Lin Feng."
"Reynolds?" Lin Feng's eyes lit up.
Lin Feng didn't bother talking to his younger brother anymore and rushed straight towards the gate of the Count's Mansion. Lin Feng hadn't seen his fourth brother, "Reynolds," for nine years.
Lin Feng slowed his pace as he ran to the front yard.
Looking at the figure at the door, Lin Feng felt as if it were all a distant memory. His most unrestrained and carefree youth was spent with three boys who were not blood brothers but were closer than brothers. The four brothers often went to Azure Water Heaven to drink and play.
Thinking back to those days, how carefree they were.
Now, Renault wears a simple robe, but his posture is ramrod straight. His long military service has given him a unique military bearing. And Walton is now nearly 1.9 meters tall.
"Fourth brother!"
Reynolds, who had been waiting at the door, heard the voice and looked over. His eyes lit up immediately. Lin Feng was different now; the once dazzling genius had become more reserved and composed. "Third brother!"
"Ha ha"
The two brothers charged at each other and gave each other a bear hug.
"I never expected you to go to the army, Fourth Brother. It's been almost seven or eight years. I didn't recognize you at first glance at the gate. I was wondering which military officer had ended up here?" Lin Feng joked.
Reynolds punched Lin Feng in the chest. "Third brother, damn it, even if I send him to the army, there's nothing I can do. What can I, his old man, do?"
"Luckily, I was on vacation this time. Yale sent someone to tell me that you were probably already in the Imperial Capital. I came back and stopped by your brother's place to see you. I figured that since you were in the Imperial Capital, you must be visiting your brother, and sure enough, you were there."
"Haha, come on, let's talk inside."
Good brothers separated for nearly nine years have a lot to say. Nine years later, the two boys from back then are now accomplished young men.
As night fell, the Imperial Capital capital, Chiyan City, remained ablaze with flowers, but the outskirts of the Imperial Capital city were desolate. On the desolate road, a figure moved swiftly forward like a ghost.
In the blink of an eye, the figure was already a hundred meters away.
This person was none other than Brummer Archisoren, the direct disciple of the God of War and a rising star in the capital. The capital city of Crimson Flame is surrounded by mountains. There are many mountain ranges, including the God of War Mountain, in the western suburbs, and some unnamed peaks in the eastern suburbs. Brummer soon arrived at a seemingly ordinary high mountain.
At the summit of this high mountain, there is a peak that looks as if it were cut by a knife. At the top of the peak, a person sits cross-legged. Seeing this person sitting there, one has a strange feeling that this person has existed there for millions of years.
Blumer arrived at the foot of the mountain and respectfully greeted, "Brother."
Clearly, the man sitting quietly on the mountain peak was none other than Blumer's elder brother, Olivier, the so-called genius swordsman. In the darkness, especially tonight when the sky was devoid of stars and moon, Olivier's figure could only be vaguely discerned.
"Second brother, what is it?" a cold voice rang out.
Blumer knew that his elder brother had been meditating on this desolate mountain peak for three years. For three years, his elder brother had neither eaten nor drunk anything, using the sky as his tent and the earth as his bed.
Three years ago, when he met his elder brother, he felt a terrifyingly sharp aura emanating from him. That aura seemed capable of defeating him with just a thought.
But three years later, his elder brother was like a stone on this desolate mountain, devoid of any fierce aura. No one knew just how terrifying Olivier had become!
"Brother, on the 4th of next month, which is fifteen days from now, I will be facing off against the Dragonblood Warrior Clan in the Imperial Capital Martial Arena," Blumer said respectfully.
"The Dragonblood Warrior Clan?"
The previously calm voice seemed to have gained a hint of emotion, "Legend has it that the Saint Realm Dragonblood Warrior is the strongest in the Saint Realm Saint Realm, and I've long wanted to fight one. But there are no more Saint Realm Dragonblood Warrior Dragonblood Warrior on this Yulan. Hmm, how strong was the person you fought?"
"After transforming, you should have the strength of a peak level nine," Blumer said respectfully.
"Oh, with the swordsmanship I taught you, you should be invincible at level nine." Olivier's indifferent voice rang out. "Alright, you may leave."
Blumer hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Big brother, can you come on the day of my final battle?"
Olivier remained silent for a moment.
"February 4th, I understand. If I have time, I will go." Olivier's voice remained flat and indifferent.
"Then I'll take my leave." Blumer immediately left.
The desolate mountain peaks returned to their tranquility, and the blurry figure in the darkness remained motionless, as if it would remain there forever.
February 4th, 10008 of the Yulan Calendar. This day was the day of the duel between the two geniuses. People from all over the Imperial Capital excitedly rushed to the Martial Arena. The 80,000 seats in the Martial Arena were sold out long ago. Today, it wasn't just people from the Imperial Capital who came to watch the duel; people from other cities and even other provinces also came.
Lin Feng and his large group had already arrived at the Martial Arena. Inside the Martial Arena, Lin Feng, Reynolds, Yale were having a lively conversation in their assigned rooms.
"Yale, I didn't expect you to make it this late," Reynolds said with a smile.
Yale still had beads of sweat on his forehead, but seeing Lin Feng and Reynolds, he smiled broadly, "Knowing you're in the Imperial Capital, Fourth Brother, and Third Brother is here too, I have to put aside even the most important matters. I also want to cheer on Third Brother's younger brother."
"Yale's top two, the fourth one, you're all here now. Now we're just missing the second one," Lin Feng said with emotion.
"The second son is now a minister of the Yulan Pavilion in the Yulan Empire, a very high position. Besides, we are thousands of miles apart, how could he possibly have time to come over?" Yale sighed.
Reynolds laughed and scolded, "Of the four of us brothers, the second oldest was the most cunning. He participated in all the academy's activities and was exceptionally good at hosting. I knew back then that the second oldest was suited for officialdom. Look, it's only been less than ten years, and he's already a minister in the Yulan Pavilion."
"Fortunately, the new emperor of the Yulan Empire has ascended the throne, and the second-in-command's status has risen even further," Yale remarked.
At that moment, footsteps sounded outside the room door.
"Brother, we're going to the Martial Arena, let's go." Hearing the call, Lin Feng, Yale, and Reynolds all got up and left the lounge.
The central battle Martial Arena is 300 meters wide and 300 meters long. The platform surface is made entirely of large, flat, solid stones, and is also covered with a large-scale magic array.
On the east and west sides of the battle platform were seats for the relatives and friends of both sides to watch the final battle.
Directly in front of the battle platform, that row of seats is for the presiding person.
Lin Feng, Wharton, and their large group had just emerged from the passage below when they saw the 80,000 seats in the Martial Arena packed with people, and they were all awestruck.
"Wow, there are so many people." Wharton said with a smile.
Gates, Barker Five Brothers, said with a smile, "Wharton, there are 80,000 people here today, so don't embarrass yourself."
The shouts outside swept across the sky like a tsunami, and Lin Feng and his group could fully feel the passion of the spectators.