The battle grew increasingly fierce.
Zhao Cheng and the other two hadn't expected Yuan Gang, who had been so insignificant beside Ye Longlin, to be able to fight against an Ancestor, and moreover, it seemed the Ancestor might not even be his match.
This...
That old fellow Murong Yunhai had also held back two Ancestors. With no one left to protect Ye Longlin, only he and that woman remained.
"Now is the perfect time to kill him!"
Zhao Cheng and the other two exchanged glances, seeing the same thought in each other's eyes.
Zhao Cheng didn't hesitate. He snatched a long saber from one of his companions. His martial energy surged, and the blade was instantly enveloped in a deep crimson aura. He leaped up, exposing himself to Ye Longlin's gaze, his eyes gleaming with ferocity.
"Willow Leaf Saber!"
As he spoke, his martial energy involuntarily emanated, and wisps of it began to take the shape of willow leaves around him. Before him, saber energy erupted!
His gaze fell upon Ye Longlin, a sneer curling his lips. "Ye Longlin, remember to tell the King of Hell in the underworld that it was Zhao Cheng who killed you!"
Boom!
The next moment, hundreds upon hundreds of willow leaves swept down like a torrential rain, so many that those near Ye Longlin were cut down by the willow leaf sabers.
The long saber descended ferociously through the sky, its formidable saber energy tearing through everything. Even the rooftop of the Emperor's Tower was pulverized into dust by the residual energy.
Seeing this, Lin Tianai's face turned almost ashen in an instant. She instinctively clutched Ye Longlin's arm, her fear magnified, her face devoid of any composure.
But... such a powerful attack couldn't even last a single move in Ye Longlin's hands!
With a casual wave of his hand, the countless willow leaf sabers conjured by martial energy vanished!
Zhao Cheng was stunned by this sight, instinctively looking down at the saber in his hand. The very saber was slowly dissolving!
"This is impossible!"
Zhao Cheng roared, disbelief etched on his face.
Ye Longlin was this powerful?
There had been no prior intelligence suggesting Ye Longlin himself was this formidable!
"Remember to tell the King of Hell that it was I who killed you."
Ye Longlin brushed away nonexistent dust from his clothes, slowly rising. With a single step, he appeared before Zhao Cheng and brought down a palm as lightly as a feather.
"Boom!"
Zhao Cheng's entire body slammed into the ground like a meteor, instantly losing all signs of life!
The dignified head of the Zhao family was killed with a single palm strike!!
"Escape!"
Witnessing this scene, Liu Zhenxing and Chen Fang fled without hesitation, but how could they possibly escape?
Gunshots rang out, and their fleeing forms fell into pools of blood.
In the sky, the outcome of the battles was decided, and figures plummeted from above.
Yuan Gang and Murong Yunhai looked down at the scene below, their expressions cold, devoid of any guilt for the killings.
"Boss, it's all handled."
Yuan Gang glanced at the scene, a frown creasing his brow. It was a bit too bloody, especially with Lin Tianai still present.
Ye Longlin nodded lightly. "Have the Town Martial Department handle the cleanup."
Murong Yunhai said softly, "I'll have your car sent back. I'll take you out through the back entrance."
...
News of the international Go tournament to be held at the South Province Sports Stadium spread like wildfire, even overshadowing the news from the Emperor's Tower.
When this news broke, the Qi family also became the focus of attention in South Province.
Qi Chuyao's journey from the preliminaries to the finals had ignited the passion of many Go enthusiasts.
The quarterfinals!
"Did you hear? Goddess Qi has explicitly stated that she will win this tournament, even Fujiwara Taro won't stand a chance!"
"Our great Xia, with five thousand years of heritage, so rich in history, how can some Koreans insult us so casually? They dare to claim Go originated from their country! Damn it, a place so small dares to say such things. Back in ancient times, Goryeo was our tributary state!"
"A Korean, a Japanese, they really know how to attract traffic. Hey, hey, hey, why is the internet down? Let me climb over the wall to curse them!"
The confirmation of the Go tournament's date invigorated many locals.
This was the largest international event to occur in South Province in over a decade!
"Ye Longlin, Ye Longlin, the international Go tournament is in two days! Let's go watch it, I got two tickets!"
Mu Hanqi ran in excitedly, holding two tickets, her voice filled with joy.
These were tickets she had acquired for tens of thousands of yuan.
Ye Longlin glanced up at the time. "Can you even understand Go?"
Hearing this, Mu Hanqi felt as if a bucket of cold water had been doused on her. She glared at Ye Longlin. "Is that the point?"
Ye Longlin blinked, surprised. Wasn't that the point?
This was a grand event for Go. If she didn't understand Go, only knowing a few superficial moves, watching would be meaningless. Only those proficient in Go could truly understand the intentions of the players.
Mu Hanqi rested a hand on her forehead. She truly couldn't fathom it; why would someone as intelligent as her be attracted to a block of wood, a fool!
The point was, no matter what the event was, she just wanted to be with Ye Longlin. That was the main point!
Ahhhh!
Inside Mu Hanqi's heart, a small figure was roaring. This fool was truly... leaving her utterly helpless!
"Fine, then what is the point?"
She was truly defeated by Ye Longlin. She didn't know if he genuinely didn't understand or was pretending, but it was most likely the latter. She had already made her feelings so obvious; if he still didn't understand, he was truly an idiot.
"Qi Chuyao doesn't yet have the ability to defeat Fujiwara Taro. I'll go teach her."
Saying this, he stood up and headed towards the club.
In the club, Qi Chuyao and Qi Sheng were playing a game of Go, but Qi Chuyao's mind was elsewhere.
"Stop looking. If your cheap master were coming, it shouldn't be too long. He's been very busy these past two days."
As a new magnate in South Province, Qi Sheng was aware of the news from last night.
With so many people dead, even with immense backing, it would take some time before one reappeared in the public eye. Thus, he didn't expect Ye Longlin to show up.
Qi Chuyao asked quietly, confused, "What happened?"
She had been engrossed in studying Fujiwara Taro's playing style and was unaware of external events.
Qi Sheng didn't respond. Just as he was about to say something, Ye Longlin appeared on the small path, hands in his pockets, walking slowly.
Qi Sheng was also stunned, his brows furrowing. As Ye Longlin approached, he tentatively asked, "Are you alright?"
Ye Longlin naturally understood his question and nodded. "What do you think?"