Supreme Martial God of the City-Chapter 174 - 171: He, the Unrivaled National Hero (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

Chapter 174: Chapter 171: He, the Unrivaled National Hero (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

"You...who are you people, daring to tie us all up here!!"

After a while, Mr. Zhao and the others began to wake up one after another, pointing at a man with a black cloth over his face and shouting.

"Tsk tsk, you all consider yourselves bigshots in the Northwest, yet you’re all just a bunch of fools who can’t even tell there’s poison in the wine!!"

The black cloth man sneered as he looked at Mr. Zhao.

"You people from the Qian Dao Family, how dare you invade us. If the Divine Martial Pavilion finds out, you’re all doomed!"

Master Wu, who failed to escape and was tied up like the others, said with a hint of fear.

"Haha, do you think we came unprepared? Just one of our men could take you all out."

"Why go through all the trouble of using such expensive Thousand Island Poison Flowers?"

"To capture you this time, we spent a full hundred billion M dollars, do you know that? I really don’t know why the leader went to such lengths!!"

The black cloth man grew more agitated as he spoke, rushing up to grab Master Wu by the collar and roared.

Everyone present was shocked. The Zhao Family’s entire fortune barely amounted to a hundred billion, yet this so-called Qian Dao organization had spent ten times that just to drug them—utterly terrifying.

"Actually, it’s worth it, otherwise we wouldn’t have succeeded. You are, after all, renowned strong people on the Heavenly List!!"

"It’s worth the risk. We’ll replace your identities and go to the Divine Martial Pavilion to participate in the Xuan Pavilion competition."

The black cloth man laughed maniacally.

"Replace us, what does that mean??"

Most people present were puzzled, but Master Wu’s face turned blue upon hearing this, and he struggled desperately.

"Heh, Supreme Command!!"

"Flame Technique!!"

Master Wu’s hands behind his back formed a mysterious gesture as his face flushed and sweat dripped heavily to the ground.

"Hurry, hurry, I don’t want to be flayed alive!"

Master Wu thought anxiously as a small flame appeared at his fingertips, causing Lu Qingwen and Xiao Mi to look on in slight astonishment.

Ye Tian glanced over, noting that this old man actually knew fire techniques, no wonder he had fooled Mr. Zhao.

"Sizzle..."

The flames started to burn through the thick ropes, making a slight sound, but unfortunately, the smoke was too noticeable and caught the attention of the black cloth man.

"Slap~~~~"

"Old fool, you dare play tricks on us, you’re dead."

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The black cloth man took a big step over and slapped Master Wu to the ground. The bloody handprint made everyone’s hearts skip a beat.

"Click, click, click~~"

The sound of boots echoed as a man with a terrifying scar on his face slowly approached, holding a sharp black curved knife.

"It’s over, the Qian Dao Family Head is here, we’re all going to die today!!"

Master Wu lay on the ground, muttering in despair, his heart like dead ashes.

Everyone else, seeing this man, immediately felt a heavy killing intent choke their throats, making it hard to breathe. The scythe of the Death God could fall at any moment.

"Master Wu, what is this Qian Dao Family, quick, tell us!"

Xiao Mi spoke up toward Master Wu, and the others all turned their gazes toward him.

"The Qian Dao Family is one of the top ten assassin organizations in R country, with enormous power. Crushing the Zhao Family is as easy as crushing an ant."

"Their family is said to have a Ninjutsu, using Face Swapping Techniques to replace someone. The aura is identical. It’s impossible to detect."

Master Wu explained.

"Leader, everyone who attended the Zhao Family’s banquet is here, awaiting orders!!"

The black cloth man respectfully approached the scarred man.

"Replace them all, quickly."

The man said and began to turn away.

"Hehe, Qian Dao Family, is it!!"

Lin Xi, who had been pretending all along, received Ye Tian’s signal, stood up, and spoke calmly.

"You, Lin Xi, why weren’t you poisoned!"

The black cloth man shouted in shock.

"Great, not poisoned. We’re saved!!"

Everyone cheered in joy, feeling like they had narrowly escaped death.

"Enough talk, take this punch!!"

Lin Xi charged forward, his fists whistling through the air, creating explosive sounds as they clashed with the black cloth man’s hands, sending him flying before he could react.

"Amazing, we’re saved!"

Everyone cheered for Lin Xi, while Ye Tian sat there with a faint smile.

"Impressive, Lin Xi, no wonder you’re fifteenth on the Heavenly List, the Iron Fist King."

"Those iron fists have moved countless people. But alas, I’m thirteenth, and the gap between us is already vast!"

The scarred man walked over, showing no fear and smiling as he moved with spectral steps, knife shadows flashing. Lin Xi, unarmed, could only dodge. When the moment was right, he punched the man’s chest but was heavily injured in the process.

Clutching his wounded arm, he stood with the dignity of a soldier, showing no sign of pain on his face.

"Lin Xi, you are no match for me. I respect you, so I won’t let you suffer too much!"

The scarred man walked over with a sneer.

The hope in everyone’s hearts was extinguished. Master Wu had foreseen this outcome, burying his head in the ground.

Just then, Ye Tian picked up the thick rope, stood up, and walked towards Lin Xi. The others looked up to see a world of difference in the previously rural-looking boy.

Ye Tian seemed to walk out from the dust, standing tall and majestic, his eyes glistening with a dominating aura that covered the whole hall.

"Lin Xi, step down, leave it to me!!"

Ye Tian spoke calmly, exuding the majesty of a king.

"Yes sir!!!"

Lin Xi straightened up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and saluted respectfully.

Everyone was overwhelmed with emotions, staring at Ye Tian in shock. Zhang Houzi’s limbs grew cold as if a mountain pressed on his chest, making it hard to breathe. His teeth chattered.

"Impossible, it can’t be true, I’ve seen his image on the Heavenly List!"

The scarred man shook his head, unbelieving.

"Sir, maybe his military rank is higher than the chief’s?"

The fallen black cloth man said, not believing his own words.

"Are you stupid, idiot!"

The scarred man cursed the black cloth man, then looked at Ye Tian with a faint smile still on his face.

A strange feeling filled his heart, and the legend of the White-clothed King flashed in his mind.

"Young man??"

"Hiss~~~~"

"The Sun God, are you messing with Qian Dao!!"

He suddenly recalled something, his previous relaxed face darkening, legs trembling slightly.

At this sight, those bigshots’ mouths gaped wider and wider.