Jun Yaoyang noticed the change in Man Ya's expression. His brows furrowed slowly, and he said in a deep voice, " Man Ya, has something happened to Ruobing?"
Man Ya calmly shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Jun Yaoyang narrowed his eyes. "Then why did your expression change slightly when I mentioned Ruobing just now?"
Man Ya glanced at him. "You even noticed that?"
Jun Yaoyang's heart sank. "Stop talking nonsense and tell me quickly, what exactly happened to Ruobing?"
Man Ya Fang said expressionlessly, "Why should I tell you?"
Jun Yaoyang tilted his longsword at a forty-five-degree angle, radiating a chilling aura; a terrifying Sword Intent gradually spread outwards.
Upon seeing this, the disciples of the High Antiquity Sword Sect behind him drew their longswords without hesitation, their eyes fixed on Man Ya and the others.
The Man Household disciples' expressions hardened. They circulated their internal energy, clenched their fists tightly, veins bulging on their knuckles, and wisps of fist energy flickered and danced between their fingers. Each of them was like a tiger poised to pounce.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely heavy.
The people around were stunned at first, and then quickly moved away from the area.
"What happened? Are the Sword Sect and the Man Household about to fight?"
"Interesting. Who do you think will win, the Sword Sect or the Man Household?"
"How can you say that? The Sword Sect disciples possess sharp Sword Intent and extraordinary swordsmanship, so their power should not be underestimated. However, the Man Household disciples mainly cultivate physical skills, and their physical bodies are extremely strong, comparable to ferocious beasts. Ordinary attacks are unlikely to cause them any harm."
"I actually hope they fight, preferably to the point of mutual destruction, so that we'll have a chance to compete for the inheritance."
Man Ya stared at Jun Yaoyang and said coldly, "What? You want to attack me?"
Jun Yaoyang calmly asked, "Tell me what happened to Ruobing?"
Man Ya did not respond. His muscles were tense, and the power within his body surged and circulated in his meridians like a rushing river. Every flow of his breath was accompanied by a powerful fluctuation of energy.
"War!"
With Man Ya roar, Man Ya stomped his right foot and charged straight at Jun Yaoyang. He clenched his right fist and then threw a punch without hesitation. The fist's energy was immense, and the boundless power of the fist reverberated outwards, which was terrifying.
Jun Yaoyang's expression was solemn, but he was not afraid. He closed his eyes tightly, then suddenly opened them. In an instant, thousands of Sword Intent surged out, crisscrossing the heavens and earth.
At this moment, the disciples of the Sword Sect and the disciples of the Man Household also clashed!
Boom!
Jun Yaoyang and Man Ya clashed fiercely, then simultaneously created distance between themselves, before engaging in battle again.
Jun Yaoyang moved with agility, his Swordsmanship unpredictable, his Sword Qi crisscrossing like silver snakes dancing wildly, weaving a deadly sword net in the air, attempting to trap Man Ya within it.
With his formidable physical strength, Man Ya could either unleash a powerful punch, the wind of which would howl and shatter space and time, seemingly capable of splitting the heavens and the earth; or he could parry a blow, the blade striking his solid muscles, sending up a string of sparks but leaving only shallow white marks.
Lin Fan, who had arrived earlier, watched the battle between the two with a solemn and shocked expression. "They are both very strong. If I were to fight them, I'm afraid I would only be defeated."
Lin Fan felt incredibly heavy-hearted. He had to admit that Jun Yaoyang and the Man Household were the strongest young generation he had ever seen. But he was not afraid. He was confident that if he had a few more years, he would definitely be able to fight them both. But right now, he probably couldn't. He was still too weak and could not possibly be their match.
This made Lin Fan even more eager to become stronger.
At the same time, Jun Yaoyang stood in the sky, holding a long sword, looking at Man Ya, and said, "Use your Divine Physique, or you will lose miserably."
"Snort!"
Man Ya Fang snorted coldly, his eyes filled with fighting spirit, "You haven't even used your Divine Physique, why should I? Enough with the nonsense, come and fight..."
As he finished speaking, he seemed to see someone, and his tone gradually became less confident, with a look of apprehension on his face.
Jun Yaoyang frowned and followed Man Ya's gaze. He saw five people slowly walking towards them in the distance, led by a man and a woman.
The woman was as beautiful as Heavenly Immortal, her eyebrows like distant mountains, as if lightly drawn with an ink brush, creating a gentle and graceful look. Her skin was as white as snow, delicate and smooth, and seemed to have a shimmering halo under the gentle caress of the sunlight.
The man was extremely handsome, his face like a finely sculpted jade, with distinct features and strong yet gentle lines. Beneath his straight nose, his thin lips were pale and beautifully shaped, carrying an innate air of aloofness and indifference.
"Who are these two? They're so good-looking!"
"Yeah, this guy is almost as bad as me."
"Pah! Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror?"
"This woman is so beautiful, I feel like I'm completely captivated."
"Judging from their demeanor and attire, these two shouldn't be ordinary people, but why don't I recognize them at all?"
People around them couldn't help but look at them, their eyes filled with both amazement and curiosity.
Lin Fan looked at the man, a hint of surprise flashing across his face. He then quickly flew out of the crowd, arrived in front of the man, and respectfully bowed, "Master!"
Su Chen smiled faintly and said, "Mm."
At this moment, two more figures flew out from the crowd, and these two were actually wearing the uniforms of the Yingtian Academy.
They also bowed respectfully to Su Chen, "Dean!"
Yang Zhenyu exclaimed happily, "Junior Brother Hua and Junior Brother Xu too!"
Hua Min and Xu Jiahui both laughed and said, "Senior Brother Yang."
Yang Zhenyu said, "It's so good that you're all alright."
Xu Jiahui said, "I met up with Senior Brother Hua Min not long after I entered the tomb. After that, we searched for you, but we couldn't find you. Then the Celestial Palace appeared, and we guessed that you would come, so we rushed here."
At this point, he seemed to remember something and looked at Su Chen, "By the way, Dean, what are you doing here?"
Su Chen said, "I came to check on you because you haven't been back to the academy for a long time."
Upon hearing this, everyone present was deeply moved.
Hua Min said, "Dean, you're too kind."
Su Chen smiled slightly and said nothing.
On the other side, Jun Yaoyang looked at Su Chen and the others, raised his eyebrows, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then he looked at Man Ya and was stunned.
At this moment, Man Ya had lost his previous imposing manner and appeared extremely tense, with the fear on his face difficult to conceal.
Not only him, but almost all the Man Household disciples were in the same boat.
Jun Yaoyang asked, puzzled, " Man Ya, what's wrong with you?"
Man Ya recovered from his shock, glanced at Jun Yaoyang, then looked away and slowly walked to Su Chen, his expression apprehensive, "Senior."
This action immediately caused an uproar in the room.
"Holy crap, what did I just hear? Man Ya actually called this man 'senior'? I couldn't have misheard, could I?"
"No, you didn't mishear, because I heard him call me that too."
"Unbelievable! Who is this man? How can he have such influence!"
"He's definitely not an ordinary person!"
"Nonsense, do you need to tell me?"