The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun

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"You're Jiang Ning from the Huashan Sect? I'm Li Pengjie from the Li family of Luoyang. Could you please give my Li family some face and let Xin'er go?"

Jiang Ning glanced at him, then looked at Zhao Tianlai.

"You have half an incense stick's time left."

Domineering and domineering.

This is the impression Jiangning gave them.

Young Master Li fell silent.

"Brother Li."

Zhao Xin'er called his name again.

Young Master Li glanced at her, then stood up.

"sorry."

Young Master Li bowed respectfully to Jiang Ning in apology, then glanced at Zhao Tianlai and the others.

"I wasn't here today."

After saying that, he left immediately.

"Brother Li."

Seeing him leave, Zhao Xin'er called out anxiously, but Young Master Li seemed not to hear her and hurried away.

"Hey, at least he knows what's good for him."

Many martial arts practitioners in the crowd chuckled upon seeing this.

"No matter how powerful the Li family of Luoyang is, they dare to use their power to suppress King Ning. King Ning is not someone to be trifled with."

This person's departure was just a side story; everyone was more concerned about Zhao Tianlai's choice on stage.

Some people who were frightened by the potentially bloody scene that was about to unfold had already left, while the rest were waiting to see how it would turn out.

Time passed second by second, and the martial arts contest for marriage had not yet begun, but the number of spectators below the stage did not decrease; on the contrary, it increased.

Throughout this process, Zhao Tianlai's expression kept changing, just like his mood.

Faced with Jiang Ning's domineering attitude, Zhao Tianlai was furious and even considered fighting to the death. However, when he thought of the rumors about Jiang Ning, he felt powerless.

A person's reputation precedes them; Jiang Ning has only been in the business for three years, but his fearsome reputation is already widespread.

After a long time.

Just as the incense stick was about to burn out, Zhao Tianlai finally spoke.

"Let's do it ourselves."

They still lacked the courage to fight Jiang Ning to the death.

If you commit suicide, you can at least leave with a whole body. But if the legendary King Yama Ning were to take action, you would be dismembered.

"father……"

"master……"

Upon hearing Zhao Tianlai's words, Zhao Xin'er and Zhao Tianlai's wife looked at Zhao Tianlai in disbelief.

But Zhao Tianlai didn't say anything. He walked down from the stands dejectedly, came to the center of the arena, took a knife from the weapon rack, and looked at the crowd below.

"Master, look."

In the crowd, Linghu Chong stared in astonishment at everything on the stage, with Yue Buqun, Ning Zhongze, and disciples of the Huashan Sect beside him.

After learning about what had happened here, Yue Buqun rushed here. By then, they already knew the whole story.

“I, Zhao Tianlai, coveted the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual, a family heirloom of the Lin family of the Fuwei Escort Agency, and have been hunting down Lin Pingzhi. Today, I am willing to pay the price for this.”

After Zhao Tian finished speaking, he raised his knife and slit his own throat.

puff!

A spurt of blood stained the arena crimson.

Bang!

Zhao Tianlai's body collapsed onto the arena.

"father!!"

"master!!"

Zhao Tianlai's wife and Zhao Xin'er screamed in anguish from the stands.

Wow!

The crowd below the stage erupted in uproar.

Did he really commit suicide?

Linghu Chong, Yue Lingshan, and the others in the crowd remained silent upon seeing this.

Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze exchanged a glance.

It turns out that the humble and polite disciple in their eyes was actually like this outside; he could drive someone to suicide with just his title.

"..."

Jiang Ning's expression remained unchanged as he stared at Zhao Tianlai's corpse on the arena, only glancing at the incense stick on the wooden table.

The incense had burned out, yet Zhao Xin'er and her mother had not yet committed suicide.

Jiang Ning got up to make a move, but Lin Pingzhi stopped him.

"Senior brother, let me do it."

Lin Pingzhi said.

Jiang Ning glanced at him, said nothing, and simply nodded slightly.

Lin Pingzhi drew his sword and walked towards Zhao Xin'er and the other person.

"Brother Lin."

As Lin Pingzhi walked towards her, Zhao Xin'er's voice trembled, and her appearance was pitiful.

But Lin Pingzhi became even angrier when he saw her like this.

Zhao Xin'er used this expression to drug them.

"Can you please let Xin'er go?"

Zhao Tianlai's wife pleaded with Lin Pingzhi.

"Pingzhi, Xin'er has grown up with you since she was a child, can't you just leave her alone?"

Lin Pingzhi calmly shook his head.

“If you are trying to harm me, I can let you go, but Uncle Cheng almost died protecting me.”

If Cheng Buyou hadn't risked his life to protect him last time, he wouldn't have been able to return to Mount Hua alive. He would have either died at the hands of those martial arts figures or been tortured by Zhao Tianlai to extract the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual.

"No, no."

As Lin Pingzhi drew closer, Zhao Xin'er's expression grew increasingly fearful, and she kept backing away.

puff!

puff!

Lin Pingzhi thrust his sword down twice, and with two screams, Zhao Xin'er and Zhao Tianlai's wife both died.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ning got up and walked down from the stands, stepping over Zhao Tianlai's corpse to the front of the arena. He looked at the crowd below the stage, paused slightly, and said.

"My junior brother Lin Pingzhi has a family-inherited sword technique called the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual."

Jiang Ning's voice wasn't loud, but it traveled very far.

The crowd below the stage had become somewhat quiet after seeing Zhao Tianlai actually commit suicide, but when they heard Jiang Ning speak, they all looked up at him.

What is Ning'er planning to do?

Ning Zhongze said with a frown.

"Let's see."

Yue Buqun replied.

Jiang Ning on the stage continued, "Some time ago, Yu Canghai of the Qingcheng Sect massacred the Fuwei Escort Agency in order to seize my junior brother Lin Pingzhi's family sword manual. Later, my junior brother was hunted down by other martial arts figures in Fujian who wanted to obtain the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual in order to move his parents' graves."

Jiang Ning paused slightly, glancing at the crowd below the stage.

“I know that many people want the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual and have gone so far as to hunt down my junior brother. Now I’m telling you, the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual is not in the hands of my junior brother Lin Pingzhi.”

Upon hearing this, these martial arts figures didn't react much. It was simply that Ning Yanwang wanted to clear his junior brother's name and didn't want the martial arts world to cause any more trouble for Lin Pingzhi. But the next second, Jiang Ning's words left them stunned.

“My junior brother has already taught me the sword techniques of the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual, and now the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual is in my hands.”

Jiang Ning looked at the crowd below the stage.

"If you want the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual, feel free to come find me."

Jiang Ning circulated his internal energy as he spoke, making his voice carry far and wide, clearly audible even from afar.

"My name is Jiang Ning, Jiang as in river and Ning as in peace."

Chapter 339: From now on, your path will be smooth sailing.

Jiang Ning's words shocked everyone, both on and off the stage.

"Senior brother?"

Lin Pingzhi stared at Jiang Ning in astonishment.

"Has Pingzhi already given the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual to Ning'er?"

Ning Zhongze was also taken aback.

Linghu Chong, Yue Lingshan, and other Huashan disciples were also shocked, only Yue Buqun slowly shook his head.

"Ning'er is going to take this hot potato from Ping'er herself."

No one knows a son better than his father. Jiang Ning is his disciple, and he has already understood Jiang Ning's thoughts.

"From now on."

Jiang Ning activated his innate internal energy, amplifying his voice to its maximum, filling the entire street with his sound.

"Anyone who wants the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual can come to me. There's no need to bother my junior brother Lin Pingzhi anymore. If anyone tries to kill him again in the future, I will personally come to his door, just like now."

Jiang Ning pointed to Zhao Tianlai's corpse behind him.

After he finished speaking, the entire arena fell silent. No one made a sound, and everyone looked up at Jiang Ning on the stage.

Some eyes burned with desire, revealing greed; some looked wary; and most were filled with dread.

Yue Buqun looked at Jiang Ning with a complicated expression.

The Evil-Repelling Sword Manual has attracted the covetous eyes of many in the martial arts world. Countless people openly and secretly want to obtain it. It is a whirlpool that can destroy countless people. Many people flock to it, while many others avoid it at all costs.

For example, Yue Buqun wasn't really interested in the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual. If Jiang Ning hadn't asked him to take Lin Pingzhi in, he wouldn't have brought Lin Pingzhi into Mount Hua. Even so, Mount Hua only provided Lin Pingzhi with protection, nothing more.

Yue Buqun is still trying to find a solution to Lin Pingzhi's troubles, but so far there is no way to solve them once and for all. However, Jiang Ning has found a solution.

This is Luoyang, a very prosperous Luoyang, where countless martial arts practitioners gather. It is conceivable that Jiang Ning's words will soon spread throughout the entire martial arts world.

Jiang Ning's current actions are telling the entire martial arts world that he will take full responsibility for this matter, and anyone who dares to pursue Lin Pingzhi again will be executed.

Yue Buqun believed that Jiang Ning was not unaware of the extent of Lin Pingzhi's troubles, and he certainly understood that the dangers he would face in the future would be even greater than before, but he still did it anyway.

Yue Buqun had to admit that although Jiang Ning was his disciple, Jiang Ning possessed something that he himself lacked.

Vigor.

"Senior brother..."

Lin Pingzhi's lips trembled, and his eyes were already brimming with tears.

For him, Jiang Ning truly lived up to the title of senior brother and the bond of fellow disciples.