Chapter 114: Reinforcements

"This guy, he has to stir up a commotion wherever he goes." Liang Qiu looked at Tang Tian on the distant lamppost, feeling a mix of emotion and admiration. Having witnessed firsthand how Tang Tian grew from a "super repeater" student to his current state, their appreciation was even more profound.

"It's a pity he isn't handsome enough," Sima Xiangshan added languidly.

"Ah! Is 'Basic Tang' not handsome?" Amory widened his eyes in surprise. "Why do I think he’s very handsome? He’s only a little behind the 'Lively Martial Man'."

"The fact that you think he’s handsome says everything that needs to be said," Sima Xiangshan added again, just as dryly.

Tang Tian could not truly be called handsome. With short hair and thick eyebrows, his face still held the youthful innocence of a boy, though defined edges were already beginning to emerge. His eyes were not large, but they held an undisguised, untamed defiance; when he squinted, he looked quite fierce.

However, whenever he grinned like a fool, he had a habit of widening his eyes, which gave him an indescribably funny look. As for his physique, it was absolutely perfect—long, well-proportioned, balanced, and without an ounce of excess fat.

"They are coming," Han Bingning said, her expression cold. "Get ready to move."

On the rooftops in the distance, agile figures were rapidly approaching the plaza.

"It looks like it’s going to be a tough fight," the steady and cautious Liang Qiu said with a grave expression.

"Aha, great! Since 'Basic Tang' is stealing the spotlight, I can't let the reputation of the 'Lively Martial Man' down. I want to show 'Basic Tang' what kind of powerful man is worthy of such a resounding title..." Amory raised his arms high, his expression filled with excitement.

"Do you really not care about our branch manager?" Sima Xiangshan asked softly.

Han Bingning turned her face. "Would you?"

Sima Xiangshan chuckled. "Of course not."

"Let’s go." Han Bingning lowered her eyes, remained calm, and placed her left hand on her sword hilt. She bent her knees and pushed off; her entire body shot forward like an arrow released from a bowstring.

The others followed suit without a word, charging out. Four figures darted rapidly across the rooftops.

"It’s rare to see our 'Ice Beauty' in such a hurry," Sima Xiangshan’s voice sounded like drifting, elusive smoke.

*Click!*

Han Bingning’s sword left its scabbard by an inch, and the temperature of the surrounding air plummeted.

"You’d better not provoke her," Liang Qiu warned Sima Xiangshan.

Amory, looking like an obedient child, put some distance between himself and Han Bingning. Once the "Ice Beauty" flew into a rage, even Amory—who loved to fight—could not escape her. She would draw her sword without a word, aiming straight for vital points. More importantly, while her temperament was icy, she was exceptionally fierce; once she was truly angered, it would be a fight to the death.

Sima Xiangshan chuckled softly but kept his mouth shut.

***

"Who is this person?" A look of surprise flashed across Kong Yiyu’s face as she turned her gaze toward the lamppost.

Hu Yanguang’s strength had already surprised her. To reach the high stage of the fifth rank at such a young age and be able to comprehend the finishing move of a fifth-rank martial art—Hu Yanguang’s talent and diligence were outstanding.

But what surprised her even more was the strange boy who had defeated Hu Yanguang. After all, she had been stationed in the Perseus constellation for many years; she knew a thing or two about the local youth. Yet, Hu Yanguang’s radiance was completely overshadowed by the boy on the lamppost.

Fierce, calm, tenacious...

It was the first time she had seen such dazzling combat qualities in such a young boy. To be at a complete disadvantage in strength and still win—this little guy was truly remarkable.

Kong Yiyu’s features were beautiful, carrying a mature charm. With only light makeup and wearing simple white robes, she looked as beautiful as a celestial being. Who would have thought that this stunning, dignified beauty was actually the branch manager of the Perseus constellation branch of the Bright Martial Association?

Kong Yiyu was surprised, but her subordinates were even more so. Because of Kong Youlin, they had dumped Tang Tian into the Daling outer camp and hadn't paid any attention to him since. None of them expected to see Tang Tian here again.

*Wasn't this guy in the Daling outer camp? How did he get out? And... his strength is actually this formidable!* They were filled with shock and doubt.

Kong Yiyu saw the nuance immediately and said calmly, "It seems there is a hidden story here."

Her subordinates felt their mouths go dry upon hearing this. The manager was inscrutable and fickle; when she seemed calmest, it was often the prelude to an eruption. Not daring to hide anything, they recounted the cause and effect in full detail.

Kong Yiyu listened quietly, her expression unchanged. Her subordinates kept their heads low, not daring to breathe, cold sweat dripping down their faces.

Kong Yiyu remained silent, her gaze falling back on Tang Tian on the lamppost with even more interest. To be valued by her brother and brought to the Perseus constellation, this little guy must have something special. She knew very well that her brother, who had just been killed, had a very good eye for people.

Thinking of her brother, a flash of murderous intent crossed her eyes. She would definitely find the murderer who killed him!

She quickly suppressed this intent and refocused her attention on Tang Tian. *However... the power of bloodlines?*

Kong Yiyu shook her head inwardly. Tang Tian's combat style was clearly not that of the Black Soul. Even from a distance, her keen eyes had seen the battle clearly.

*It’s a Martial Soul... a Silver Martial Soul!*

She felt a wave of doubt in her heart. She could tell that Tang Tian had only just stepped into the fifth rank. To reach the Silver Martial Soul at the fifth rank... if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed it. Moreover, she knew her brother couldn't have missed Tang Tian’s Silver Martial Soul, which meant Tang Tian must have cultivated it recently.

*Peacock... wait!*

Deep within her calm, ripple-less eyes, something seemed to flicker. Suddenly, she saw Amory and his group, remembered something, and asked, "You said he came with Amory and the others?"

The subordinate jumped and quickly replied, "Yes! They all came from Starwind City!"

A playful smile appeared on Kong Yiyu’s beautiful face.

***

Tang Tian’s current appearance was absolutely wretched. He was covered in soot and burns, and his magnificent, noble Peacock Armor had become unrecognizable.

As the Peacock retreated back into the armor, Tang Tian finally felt a trace of coolness from it. He smiled bitterly; this Peacock would likely need some time to recover. Fortunately, the spoils of war were plentiful.

The guards below wanted to step forward but were afraid that Tang Tian would take the opportunity to harm their young masters. Tang Tian was feeling incredibly smug, but when he remembered how these people had dared to gossip about him and Qianhui, his face darkened.

The young master Tang was not someone easy to talk to.

*Do you think that by joining forces, you can force me to bow? Too naive!*

The angry shouting from the plaza below was incessant, but Tang Tian turned a deaf ear. He bent down and pulled on a rope; he didn't even know the young dandy tied to it.

Two guards rushed out from the crowd below, their faces pale. One of them shouted sharply, "Tang Tian, if you dare to touch a hair on our young master, you’re dead!"

The other yelled, "Tang Tian, name your terms! Don't push yourself into a corner!"

Suddenly, a group of people rushed over—it was Uncle Qian leading Shangguan Wei and the other disciples. But when they ran breathlessly into the plaza, they were stunned by the scene before them. Their gazes seemed glued to the lamppost, unable to move, and their footsteps stopped involuntarily.

They were very familiar with this lamppost; it was actually a small lighthouse in the center of the plaza that provided illumination at night. But now... they stared at the ropes hanging from the lamppost and the figures tied to them.

They were stunned, completely dumbfounded!

The lamppost was covered in figures—every single one of them was a young master from a well-known family in the Perseus constellation. The usually arrogant young masters were now dangling in the air like chickens and ducks waiting to be slaughtered.

The scene... Shangguan Qian swallowed hard. It wasn't that he hadn't seen the world; when the Young Lady was around, her thunderous methods often amazed him. But compared to Tang Tian, he suddenly felt that compared to Young Master Tang, the Young Lady’s methods were truly gentle.

Tang Tian noticed Uncle Qian and the others approaching and raised his arm, shouting, "Over here!"

Uncle Qian nearly stumbled. *Young Master Tang, are you afraid they won't notice us?*

Sure enough, everyone’s gaze shifted toward them. These gazes were filled with anger, and many were ready to act. The blood feud was settled now. However, at this point, Shangguan Qian felt strangely calm.

"What are you looking at? Whoever doesn't behave, I’ll cut a slice off their young master. Don't worry, although I haven't studied sword arts, my technique is not bad."

Tang Tian’s smug voice was clearly audible throughout the entire plaza.

"Despicable!"
"Shameless!"
"Insidious villain!"
"If you have the guts, fight with real weapons! What kind of hero are you doing this!"

...

The crowd erupted in a rain of insults, everyone wishing they could tear Tang Tian apart alive. But Tang Tian’s tactic was effective; no one dared to attack Uncle Qian and the others. Amidst the roaring waves of sound, Shangguan Wei and the others felt immense pressure. They wiped cold sweat from their brows while taking the opportunity to move closer to Tang Tian.

"Wahahahaha, you are absolutely right!" Tang Tian stood with his hands on his hips and laughed at the sky. The people below became even more furious.

Suddenly, a long whistle came from afar, long and drawn out—anyone could tell it was someone with deep internal power.

"Huh?" Tang Tian’s expression changed as he looked in the direction of the sound. A blurry blue shadow was approaching at an alarming speed. Almost simultaneously, three other long whistles echoed from three other directions.

"Ming Yong!" "Yun Di!" "Huo Yanshan!" "Yu Jinhong!"

Shangguan Qian felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, while a cheer erupted from the guards. These four were all famous experts in the Perseus constellation, possessing profound strength. Even one of them would be enough to command respect, but now all four were coming at once...

Tang Tian’s face also darkened. The battle with Hu Yanguang had consumed a great deal of his internal energy.

*The situation is bad!*

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Just then, a howl like a duck suddenly cut through the air. The volume was incredibly loud, actually drowning out all four long whistles. Everyone was stunned. A figure streaked across the sky like a meteor and crashed into a building.

*Boom!*
*Crash!*

The figure smashed straight through the roof. The ground shook, the building collapsed, and dust filled the air. A moment later, a massive figure struggled to crawl out from within.

"Cough, cough... whose voice is louder than mine?"

Amory, who had just crawled out, was covered in dust. He widened his copper-bell-like eyes and glared around, looking indescribably ridiculous. But no one could laugh; his buffalo-like build and terrifying impact force were just too fierce...

"How truly unpleasant." A ghost-like voice came from another direction. The voice was as thin as a thread, yet clearly audible to the entire plaza.

Everyone shuddered, their expressions shifting. *An expert!*

Without anyone noticing, a smiling guy was standing on a rooftop in another direction.

"Tang Tian, leave them to us." Liang Qiu’s indifferent voice was full of confidence. He stood on the pointed roof of a pavilion, his body motionless.

The group of guards narrowed their eyes. *Another expert!*

"Hmph!"

A woman’s cold snort caused the temperature of the entire plaza to drop sharply. Everyone was horrified. They turned to look and saw an iceberg-like young girl standing with her hand on her sword, surrounded by killing intent.

The guards, who had just seen a glimmer of hope, were now completely stunned.

*This... what on earth is going on?*