Huang Sandong had already prepared the car, and the two headed to Jubao Manor.
At Jubao Manor, experts were gathered. Wu Laoliu sat in the main hall, gritting his teeth, and said to the crowd, "Everyone, whoever can help me kill this person, I will give them two billion!"
This Wu Laoliu was good at calculating. He knew that if he couldn't kill Ye Tian, he would have to spend twenty billion to buy his life. Therefore, offering two billion for his life now was quite a bargain.
Two billion was a huge sum for anyone. Even a trillionaire might not be able to spend two billion easily.
Thus, under Wu Laoliu's generous reward, seven experts from all over the world had gathered in the hall.
A Japanese samurai said indifferently, "Killing people, I am enough. Mr. Wu, you can let the others leave."
A North Korean from the peninsula said coldly, "Boasting also depends on the occasion. You, are not capable."
The Japanese samurai was furious, "How about we have a fight?"
Wu Laoliu said, "My lords, save your energy for later. For now, let's quickly discuss how to deal with that person."
Just then, someone hurried in and said, "Sixth Master, that person has arrived!"
Wu Laoliu's expression changed, and he shouted, "Everyone, today I'm counting on all of you!"
The group walked out of the hall and into the courtyard. A car was parked at the entrance of the courtyard, and Ye Tian and Huang Sandong got out of the car.
Wu Laoliu stared intently at Ye Tian and said angrily, "You dare to come, you have guts!"
Huang Sandong glanced at everyone present and said calmly, "I advise you, this is Mr. Ye, the Mingxin Martial King. Before you make a move, you should weigh your own strength."
As soon as he said this, everyone present changed their expressions. Mingxin Martial King! Immediately, four people retreated. They clasped their fists at Wu Laoliu and said, "Boss Wu, although we like money, we don't do things beyond our capabilities. Goodbye."
Before leaving, these four also respectfully clasped their fists at Ye Tian, acknowledging him.
The remaining few were a North Korean, a Japanese samurai, and a West Asian expert.
The Japanese samurai stepped forward and said indifferently, "I've heard that the Martial Kings of your Middle Kingdom are very powerful. I, Oda Jiro, would like to challenge the so-called Martial King!"
Huang Sandong walked up to Wu Laoliu and said, "Boss Wu, we have a good relationship. I advise you to accept Martial King Ye's conditions and resolve the disaster by paying money. After all, this matter is your fault. You wanted to rob and kill, how can he easily let you go?"
Wu Laoliu was furious, "Huang Sandong, you are colluding with him to plot against me!"
Huang Sandong said, "I and this Martial King Ye just met. I offended him before I knew his strength. Now, I dare not disobey his orders. Whatever he tells me to do, I can only do it."
Wu Laoliu gritted his teeth and said, "He made all my melon stones scrap. I can never forgive him! Also, I will never pay two hundred billion!"
Huang Sandong shook his head. For someone who valued money over his life, he wouldn't shed tears until he saw the coffin. He stopped persuading.
The Japanese man drew a katana, the blade pointing towards Ye Tian.
This person's cultivation was actually not weak. Although he had not reached the Divine Refinement realm, his swordsmanship was exquisite, and he was a famous samurai in Japan.
Ye Tian walked slowly. When they were five steps apart, he said calmly, "Since you are standing up for him, don't blame me for being impolite."
"Aiya!" The Japanese man suddenly drew his sword. The sword light was extremely fast, and it instantly reached Ye Tian's neck.
However, as the sword light flashed, the person disappeared. In the next second, Ye Tian had already used his subtle steps to teleport to the side of the Japanese samurai and struck his shoulder with his Iron Sand Palm.
"Puff!"
The Japanese samurai flew back more than ten meters, crashing heavily onto the ground, and his katana also broke. Ye Tian's Iron Sand Palm had reached its peak. With this palm strike, his meridians were severed, and his internal organs were destroyed. Even a great immortal could not save him.
This was a life-and-death situation, so Ye Tian naturally wouldn't hold back. The Japanese man's sword strike earlier was also intended to take his life.
The Japanese samurai curled up on the ground, blood flowing from his seven orifices, his body convulsed a few times, and then he stopped moving.
Seeing this, the North Korean's face turned grim, and he slowly took a step back.
The West Asian man remained expressionless. Instead, he took a step forward and said calmly, "Your strength is great, but I have experienced hundreds of life-and-death battles. I am confident I can kill you!"