At this moment, the people on the Golden Ranking all fixed their eyes on Ye Lin. The air was thick with the stench of gunpowder; one careless move could ignite a heaven-destroying, earth-shattering battle.
At this moment, Lou Tianyi, hiding below, was utterly aghast. Five people from the Golden Ranking were joining forces to attack the one ranked first on the Golden Ranking?
Even from so far away, the sight made him want to drop to his knees.
What was even harder for him to believe was that the ordinary young man from before was truly Ye Lin, the number one on the Golden Ranking. All he hoped now was that Ye Lin would forget about him immediately and not come looking for trouble.
With his skinny arms and legs, he could not withstand even a single slap from the number one on the Golden Ranking.
The Golden Ranking was made up of glaring, undeniable battle records—the truest measure of a person's strength.
"Ye Lin, we are giving you one final chance. Leave behind the Fusang Fruit and withdraw, and we can pretend none of this ever happened."
Xuanyuan Tufeng said coldly, his hands hovering in the void.
Even now, he did not want to fight Ye Lin.
"If I wanted to leave, none of you could stop me. But I want to see what level your so-called top ten of the Golden Ranking are at."
Even facing five of the Golden Ranking's top ten alone, Ye Lin remained incomparably calm, his expression as light as drifting clouds and passing winds.
"Arrogant! So what if you're number one on the Golden Ranking? Today, I'll make you fall here!"
The moment Ye Lin finished speaking, Martial Fool roared. At that instant, he was thoroughly enraged.
In all his life, he had