"Let me see where your limits are." Zhang Yun said calmly, without changing his expression, uttering a sentence that left Zhang Ning and the others feeling somewhat bewildered.
"Brother Yun, this is a real life-or-death battle. You'll lose your life. You'd better run!"
Zhang Ning immediately became anxious and whispered to Zhang Yun that the situation was not like it was three years ago, when no matter what trouble Zhang Yun caused, his father Zhang Zhentian would always cover for him.
When will Zhang Yun grow up?!
Clearly, those six or seven Tianyuan Realm experts would not give Zhang Ning and Zhang Yun much of a chance to communicate. Their figures flashed over at lightning speed, forcing Zhang Ning to retreat and not daring to easily confront them.
In an instant, two figures wielding swords charged forward, while the others surrounded the battlefield, giving Zhang Ning no chance to escape.
Even though neither of them used their full strength, their swordplay was continuous, each move ruthless and insidious. Several times they nearly struck Zhang Ning's vitals, making the onlookers tremble with fear.
The two sword cultivators clearly had different paths in their training; the blue-clad man's swordsmanship was as dense as a spider web, impenetrable to any attack.
The man in black moved like a ghost, his black robes fluttering as he appeared and disappeared in an instant. With each flash of his sword, he aimed for Zhang Ning's vital points.
Zhang Ning's long hair was disheveled, and her face was as pale as paper. Only her dark eyes still shone with determination, and her eyes had turned bloodshot.
At this moment, he was like a wild, primordial beast, exuding a wild aura and showing no weakness in terms of momentum.
However, the lion was already trapped and the tiger was already in a bind. Even if Zhang Ning fought desperately, it would be futile in front of two late-stage Tianyuan Realm experts. Moreover, the previous consumption was far too great.
Without a strong belief to support him, he would probably have collapsed long ago.
As the sun sets, twilight descends.
Zhang Ning was already sweating and bleeding, but all he got in return was the enemy's seemingly endless offensive, making those around him unable to bear watching any longer.
The men in blue and black clearly had many opportunities to unleash their powerful martial arts and kill Zhang Ning in one blow, but Zhang Mo had previously stated that their goal was to slowly wear Zhang Ning down.
"Alright Zhang Ning, you can rest now. Leave the rest to me."
To everyone's astonishment, Zhang Yun's figure advanced instead of retreating, flashing into the battlefield to Zhang Ning's side.
What surprised everyone was that the seemingly unknown white-clad youth actually rescued Zhang Ning from the combined attack of the blue-and-black-clad men, and even used an extremely exquisite and unpredictable movement technique to escape the encirclement of all the Heavenly Origin Realm experts in the blink of an eye.
"This...how is this possible?"
Everyone stared wide-eyed at the white-robed youth, their eyes filled with disbelief.
Among them, the blue-robed man and the black-clad man, as well as the other Heavenly Origin Realm experts who surrounded them, felt the impact most deeply.
Even a Heavenly Gang Realm expert might not be able to do this, right?
They had underestimated the seemingly unremarkable boy in white all along.
Perhaps, he is even stronger than Zhang Ning!
Even if Zhang Mo was stupid, he could tell at this moment that the white-robed youth was not simple.
"No wonder he was recruited into the Zhang family's household. I just don't know who his master is."
Zhang Mo frowned slightly, pondering to himself.
Given the white-clad youth's martial arts talent, his master is very likely a direct descendant of the Zhang family.
"May I ask your honorable name?" Zhang Mo asked Zhang Yun, cupping his fists in greeting. His attitude was now more polite, unlike his previous arrogance.
"You are not qualified to know my name." Zhang Yun said coldly with a smirk, causing Zhang Mo's lips to twitch slightly.
No matter what, he was still a member of the Zhang family. The white-robed youth was just an outsider who acted so arrogantly because of his talent and the master behind him. He was truly a dog relying on the power of its master.
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Chapter 296 A Sword's Cold Light
"Sir, do you know the consequences of making an enemy of me?" Zhang Mo's voice turned cold as he stared at Zhang Yun. "If you leave now, I can let today's events go, otherwise..."
"Oh?" Zhang Yun raised an eyebrow and said, "Otherwise, how could..."
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Chapter 297 The Smiling Tiger
When Zhang Mo met Zhang Tian, it was like a mouse meeting a cat, giving Zhang Yun a deeper understanding of the current Zhang family.
And Zhang Tian's appearance at this time is too coincidental, isn't it?
If he hadn't appeared, it would have been hard to say whether Zhang Mo's life would have been saved.
But now is clearly not the time to reveal his true identity, otherwise Zhang Yun's disguise would be meaningless.
"Brother Erjiao, I never expected your swordsmanship talent to be so amazing."
Too lazy to pay attention to Zhang Mo's fawning expression, Zhang Tian was more concerned about Zhang Yun.
"It was just luck," Zhang Yun said modestly.
"Brother Erjiao is too modest." Zhang Tian laughed loudly, "Zhang Mo acted without thinking and offended you today. However, he is, after all, a member of my Zhang family. How about we let Zhang Mo off the hook for my sake?"
"Since Young Master Zhang Tian has said so, what else can I say?" Zhang Yun smiled. In reality, he just wanted to see just how strong Zhang Ning's martial arts talent was.
If it really came down to a fight, these weaklings wouldn't even be able to be crushed by a single finger of his.
"Zhang Mo, why aren't you apologizing to Brother Erjiao right now?" Zhang Tian glared at Zhang Mo with exasperation.
Zhang Tian's use of words like "talking back" and "apologizing" made Zhang Mo extremely unhappy.