All seven hearts jolted at once. Why was this kid so strange? They had not even noticed his arrival.
Moreover, they could not fathom the depths of Tang Yan's strength.
If they could not discern a martial artist's cultivation, either he carried a treasure that concealed his Aura Concealment, or his strength far surpassed theirs.
They were no fools. This was already deep in the mountain forest. Who could make it here without some strength?
But how could they stomach being frightened off simply because they could not discern his cultivation?
"May I ask your name, friend?" the man in the lead asked.
Tang Yan looked at them, amusement in his eyes, and asked mockingly, "Are you asking my name so you can seize a chance for revenge later, or are you thinking that if I'm nobody troublesome, you'll simply finish me off?"
They froze at his words. Wasn't what Tang Yan had said exactly what they were thinking?
"If we leave just like this, won't we become a laughingstock once word gets out? How will we ever hold our ground in Ming City again?"
"Oh?" Tang Yan raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile, "What do you want, then?"
"We'd like to exchange a move or two with you, young master," the scar-faced man said gravely.
"Hahahaha... sure. Which of you is coming?" Tang Yan threw back his head and laughed. His "force" spread like silk threads, weaving a Heavenly Net that pressed down on the seven.
The aura radiating from Tang Yan actually gave them the feeling that their every movement lay within his grasp.
This was... force!
For a moment, hesitation appeared in all seven pairs of eyes.
Everyone knew that only those with exceptional talent could truly comprehend force. And in the Fragrance-Hearing Kingdom, it