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  These townsfolk had just been talking about leaving when a black Rolls-Royce slowly drove up.

  "It's the Han family, and people from the Han family have also arrived."

  From a distance, they saw Han Yexiang and others get off the bus. These citizens were even more puzzled in their minds, what big thing had happened, such a big array.

  "Is the young man walking in front of them a member of the Han family?"

  "Not at all, it's none of our business, let's just leave. We're not qualified to get involved in this kind of thing."

  "Who says we can't go into the Martial Arts Center? I'll just go take a look at the excitement and see who dares to stop me."

  Longhua City Wudao Center is usually free and open to the public, but today there are many people guarding it.

  These are all descendants of the three major families.

  The citizen took one look at this array and immediately turned around and left.

  Joking aside, these several tall and sturdy men standing there would intimidate anyone.

  The car stopped, and Ling Hao and Han Taiping walked side by side.

  Han Yexiang and Han Laokou, Han Tieshan, Nie Hu and others were waiting with a serious expression.

  Every expression is very serious, and there are many worries in this seriousness.

  Especially Nie Hu and several others, Ling Huan's appointment to fight in the Tribulation Realm was a great ability, which shocked them for a long time.

  Among these families, there isn't even a Yuanxian realm master, and Ling Hao is now fighting against a Da Neng of the Jie Jie realm.

  This disparity left them all sighing.

  Especially Shangguan Hai, who was lucky enough not to have offended Ling Huan at the Shangguan residence earlier, otherwise there would be no Shangguan family now.

  At first, when Liu Zhi Shi from Piaoyue Peak was defeated by Ling Hua with just one move, he had already thought that Ling Hua absolutely wasn't as simple as he appeared on the surface.

  There is also Tiān Jiàn's seven sons; even if they activate their sword formation, it would still be broken by Líng Huà with a single move.

  Qin Tianlong followed behind with a wry smile, secretly relieved in his heart that his daughter had not returned.

  Otherwise, the Qin family would also be ruined by that bastard Qin Tianlong, and their hundred-year foundation might be destroyed in an instant.

  "My several old friends have already gone in, they were invited by Old Yuan."

  Han Taiping smiled wryly and sighed, yesterday when he invited those old guys, none of them were available.

  I didn't expect today's phone call would arrive already.

  Yuan Lao is just an ordinary person, but his rallying power can be compared to that of a man who has lived for a hundred years.

  "Oh?"

  Ling Hao slightly furrowed his brow, sensing the sigh in Han Taiping's words, and shook his head silently.

  This is strength.

  The Yuan family is one that no family in Xihai Province dares to provoke.

  Even if it is a great ability to cross the tribulation boundary, what can be done?

  Unless one is a loose cultivator, they will not care about life and death.

  ...

  At this time, in the martial arts center, beside Old Yuan sat twelve elderly men, each of whom was over a hundred years old. The youngest among them was probably at least one hundred years old.

  Their faces were etched with wrinkles, their auras subdued, and they chatted and laughed together like ordinary old men.

  "You're still alive and kicking, but the things you promised me ten years ago have yet to materialize. I've gone to the mountains several times only to be shut out, today you can't shirk responsibility anymore."

  "Brush it off, who still remembers things from ten years ago? Anyway, I've forgotten, I'm getting old and muddled."

  "Muddle-headed, more clever than anyone!"

  More than a dozen elderly people were chatting with each other, and the scene was warm and touching, making one feel like crying.

  These are all centenarians, and they may leave at any time.

  Even if Ren Wugong's martial arts skills surpass those of his time, he can only live a few decades longer than ordinary people.

  In the end, it's just one skull.

  "Old Yuan, what's with that Ling Hao youngster? He still hasn't arrived? Making us old folks wait for him is quite arrogant of him."

  "How many years has it been? We've never been treated like this before."

  The elderly people's eyes were all filled with resentment, and they would not have come out if it weren't for Old Yuan's invitation.

  Yuan Lao gave an order, and they did not dare disobey.

  But let them wait for a junior, these people's faces are obviously somewhat displeased.

  "What's the hurry, do these old guys still care about a few minutes?" Yuan Lao smiled and glanced at several elderly people, saying slowly: "I told you what to remember, Ling brothers are my lifesavers, if someone dares to bully the younger ones today, don't blame me for being impolite."

  Not far away, Song Mingde's face sank, and most of the old friends he invited had made excuses to decline, with only one elderly woman showing up.

  She was his little lover when he was young.

  Upon hearing Old Yuan's words, both of their expressions turned somewhat unsightly.

  Yuan Lao's words were very clear: as long as you dare to make a move, the dozen or so Tribulation-stage experts behind me are not just for show.

  "Old witch, didn't expect you're still not dead yet."

  On the other side, an old man laughed loudly and teased the elderly woman next to Song Mingde.

  "You think I'm that easy to kill, old lady? No way. Once the wound heals, the pain is forgotten. Let's wait until Mingde finishes his duel, then we'll go up and have a showdown."

  The old woman snorted coldly and said with some provocation.

  "A good man does not fight with a woman, and I'm not going to hit back."

  The old man's neck shrunk back, and he was obviously somewhat afraid of the old woman.

  Not far away, Chen's group also added an unknown old man, each with a cold expression, like an iceberg.

  Everyone on this side changed their expressions upon hearing the teasing.

  They were all outsiders, only two of them were Chen family elders, the others were elders from other Kyoto families, invited today for one reason: to watch the battle.

  The second is to regain Kyoto's face.

  If Old Man Chen can't handle it, they will definitely take action.

  The people of Kyoto defend the dignity of Kyoto, and there is nothing wrong with that.

  Each region has its own sense of honor.

  It's even more so in various cities within Shaanxi Province, let alone between provinces across China.

  "Lao Jiang, what do you think are Ling brother's chances of winning?"

  On the podium, Situ Jin had some doubts in his heart. Jiang Yuandou's invitation to Ling Hao as an instructor was not wrong.

  After all, Ling Huan was a young man with great achievements, and given time, he would surely surpass many people.

  But his opponent was Song Mingde.

  "It's hard to say, but looking at how many seniors have been invited by Old Man Yuan, even if Ling Hua loses, his life will be absolutely safe. If he can show off his absolute strength, I'll still invite him."

  Jiang Yuandou shook his head, he also didn't know how strong Ling Hao's true strength was.

  However, Song Mingde's initiative to propose a duel should be an affirmation of Ling Hua's strength.

  At such a young age, Da Neng has already greatly refreshed their understanding of martial arts.

  At Ling Huan's age, let alone reaching the Tribulation Realm, even if he could reach the Master Realm, he would be the best in the Western Sea Province, an existence that no one can surpass.

  Martial arts, it's already very difficult for a 20-year-old to enter the path, reaching Di Sha realm at 40 and Tian Gang realm at 60 is basically normal.

  However, Ling Huan was already qualified to fight against the old ancestor of the Tribulation Boundary when he was just over 20 years old.

  "Mingde, what's the story with that young whippersnapper? Such a big fuss, making all of us old folks wait for him."

  The old woman scowled and her face was full of wrinkles as she walked away, looking displeased.

  "He suddenly appeared in Longjiang City, and his identity cannot be investigated. However, he seems to know some magic, and should be a foreign son of some ancient tribe." Song Mingde didn't understand much about Ling Hao either, and could only say out his own speculations.

  "What's the big deal about techniques?" The old woman nodded.

  The technique may not be as good as practice.

  It is already difficult for ordinary warriors to cultivate their skills, and it is even more challenging to exert great power from them.

  So, the technique is not scary at all.

  Only the user scares people.

  (End of chapter)

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