The young man in white couldn't believe it; a mere country bumpkin with a cultivation one level lower than his own could actually fight him to a draw.
Zhao Letian felt extremely frustrated in his heart. Since arriving in War King City, this was already the second person at the Initial Stage True Martial Realm who could contend with him.
First it was Nie Yun, and now this young man in white. If Zhao Letian didn't know that these two, even in War King City, were no ordinary people, he might have begun to doubt whether War King City was simply teeming with geniuses.
Just then, a familiar voice suddenly came from the group of outstanding young heroes.
Zhao Letian followed the voice and saw that the speaker was Nie Yun, whom he had sparred with during the day.
Originally, this group of youngsters had already passed by a distance, but they stopped and turned back to look after hearing the exchange between him and the young man in white. Раrt оf а sеriеs hоstеd by Мy Virtuаl Librаry Еmpirе (МV&LЕМР&YR).
"Zhao Letian? Nie Yun, is he the country bumpkin from the new recruits camp in the east who defeated you?" The young man in white looked at Nie Yun and said with a mocking cold smile at the corner of his mouth.
In War King City, news spread quickly, especially when a somewhat famous talent like Nie Yun was defeated by Zhao Letian, the news immediately got out. This had given Zhao Letian some reputation in War King City without his knowledge; the fact that he, a person from a small place, could defeat the Nie Family's genius Nie Yun was indeed remarkable.
"Hmph, Wang Yi, no need to make sarcastic comments with your insidious tone. I, Nie Yun, would lose to anyone but you," Nie Yun said with a darkened expression.
"Is that so? Heh, the prominent Nie Family's genius defeated by some mountain-dwelling country bumpkin, you've lost not only the face of your Nie Family but also the pride of us geniuses in War King City." Wang Yi, the young man in white, scoffed coldly. The Nie Family and the Wang family have always been at odds; given the chance to humiliate Nie Yun, Wang Yi certainly wouldn't let it slip by.
"Wang Zhao, shouldn't you discipline this brother of yours?" Behind Nie Yun, a young man with a strong True Yuan at the High-level True Martial Realm said with a cold look at a High-level True Martial Realm youth behind Wang Yi.
"My brother Wang Yi is just telling the truth, why should I deal with him? On the contrary, you, Nie Lei, really can keep your composure. Your brother Nie Yun was defeated by a country bumpkin, bringing shame to your Nie Family, and yet you do nothing about it. Quite generous of you, really admirable," Wang Zhao said with a disdainful smile.
"What Nie Yun does is none of your damn business. If you have the skill, have your brother Wang Yi fight me," Nie Yun said coldly.
"I'm not afraid of you," Wang Yi replied without showing any weakness.
"Good, I want to see what gives you the right to laugh at me." Nie Yun's True Essence Power surged as he spoke, ready to charge at Wang Yi for a fight.
"Nie Yun, haven't you embarrassed yourself enough? Don't you see the occasion? Get back in the mix," Nie Lei suddenly said sternly, scolding him.
"Hmph! Wang Yi, you just wait." Nie Yun glanced at the group of young elites beside him, especially the one leading the pack, who maintained a calm and serene smile throughout—the golden-robed youth showed a respectful look in his eyes, forcibly suppressing the rage in his heart, and shot a fierce glare at Wang Yi before finally leaving.
"Wait then, what can you do to me?" Wang Yi said disdainfully.
Zhao Letian and the others watched on, completely baffled. It was originally a conflict between him and Wang Yi, and unexpectedly, Nie Yun suddenly popped up and had a verbal duel with Wang Yi.
"Wang Yi, you think my brother Nie Yun losing to this bumpkin is disgraceful. If you have the capability, defeat him; if you can, then I'll have Nie Yun take a detour whenever he sees you in the future," Nie Lei suddenly said to Wang Yi.
"Oh? Are you serious?" Wang Yi's mouth curled up as he spoke. Nie Yun had always been his archenemy, their strengths were not so different, and neither could do anything to the other. However, he had recently advanced to True Martial Third Realm, his cultivation was one level higher than Nie Yun, and he should be able to suppress Nie Yun easily, so defeating a bumpkin who was a level lower than him should also pose no problem.
"Of course I'm serious. If you can beat this bumpkin, I'll give you a thousand Mid-Grade Essence Stones additionally," Nie Lei affirmed.
"Fine, then I'll just throw this bumpkin off the top floor," Wang Yi said, his eyes revealing a cruel gleam as he looked coldly at Zhao Letian.
"You're welcome to try," Zhao Letian said indifferently, with no trace of fear on his face.
Although Wang Yi was accompanied by a group of high-level True Martial Realm figures, particularly his elder brother Wang Zhao, Zhao Letian was not afraid. He was now a military man, under the jurisdiction of War King Mansion, and according to the rules set by War King Mansion, if there was a conflict between someone from the military and someone of the same level in the city, they should resolve it themselves, with life and death determined by fate. This was considered a form of training for the warriors, and War King Mansion would not intervene.
However, if a high-level martial artist unreasonably bullied someone from the military, War King Mansion would not stand idly by. Of course, if a military man foolishly provoked a high-level martial artist from the city and was killed as a result, it would be his own fault, and no one would step in.
This meant that only someone at the initial stage of True Martial Realm like Wang Yi would dare to make a move against Zhao Letian. High-level True Martial figures would have to think twice about the consequences.
To a newcomer in the Initial Stage True Martial Realm, Zhao Letian naturally had no fear, even if they were the prodigy of War King City.
"Kid, don't think that just because you defeated Nie Yun, you have the standing to contend with me. I'll make you understand that Nie Yun is not even on the same level as me," Wang Yi said coldly, with True Essence Power surging around him, his gaze fixed on Zhao Letian as he began looking for an opportunity to strike. Although he looked down on Zhao Letian verbally, the exchange just now made it clear to him that Zhao Letian's strength was formidable. To defeat Zhao Letian quickly, he had to catch him by surprise with a powerful strike.
Zhao Letian was also staring intently at Wang Yi. If he were to take action, it would be to make Wang Yi fall directly, to prevent Wang Zhao and others from becoming desperate and intervening in their duel.
"Wang Zhao, control your brother. Today is meant to welcome and celebrate for Young Master Ye, and you don't even look at the occasion, daring to let your brother run wild in front Young Master Ye's face. Are you looking for death?"
Just then, a youth equally majestic and clothed in a purple robe beside the leader rebuked Wang Zhao directly and without courtesy. Although he and Wang Zhao were both high-level True Martial figures, there was clearly a huge gap between their statuses and strengths.
"Young Master Dong is right in his admonitions. It is my lack of discipline, and I hope Young Master Ye can forgive me," Wang Zhao immediately bowed his head, looking at the leading golden-robed youth with sincere fear and trepidation.
"Young Master Ye?" Zhao Letian's gaze also shifted, and he noticed that Young Master Ye bore a faint resemblance to himself. Additionally, considering that Ye is a surname of the Royal Family in Dajin Country, he couldn't help but suspect that this Young Master Ye might be a member of the Royal Family.