"Master, he’s that Lin Bei!" Xiao Changkong turned his head to look at Lin Tian, his face full of lingering fear, nervously saying, "He’s too strong! And younger than me, with just one hand, he defeated me without resistance. Later, he even fought and killed the Holy Gu Sect’s Holy Master Hong Qi!" Pang Jinglong’s expression became extremely serious, he looked up at Lin Tian on the stage, secretly gasping for breath. The young supreme, Lin Bei! This name has already spread from the Southern Continent to the Eastern Continent in this time. In the Cultivation World, many sects and high-level figures know the name Lin Bei Supreme. Unexpectedly, it’s this young man in front of me! Pang Jinglong intended to reprimand this ignorant young man, but knowing this young man’s identity, he quickly calmed down, only feeling intense shock. Such a person cannot be easily offended. Even if Sword Saint Mountain wanted to intervene, he couldn’t be the first to step forward now. People like Pang Jinglong are old foxes. If someone is to step forward, it should be Ye Qinghou. "Let’s not get involved in this matter!" Pang Jinglong nodded to Xiao Changkong and sat down again. And Xiao Changkong also let out a sigh of relief. He was terrified of Lin Tian down to his bones. He definitely didn’t want to offend him. Even the Holy Gu Sect’s Holy Master was killed, what’s he worth? Yan Shi and Jia Fucheng were still in a daze. They were injured, extremely embarrassed. Yan Shi raised his head, stared at Lin Tian, and demanded. Lin Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, and once again said sternly. "Kid, I’m a disciple of Tianping Mountain!" Jia Fucheng also raised his head at this moment, saying, "You’re strong, and your background shouldn’t be weak, but are you really going to go against our Tianping Mountain?" However, the next moment, Lin Tian lifted his foot, followed by a stomp, directly breaking Jia Fucheng’s leg. A scream came from Jia Fucheng’s mouth, extremely shrill. Lin Tian’s gaze, as cold as a blade, looked again at Jia Fucheng and Yan Shi, indifferently said, "Last chance. No more nonsense, don’t blame me for taking your lives!" His indifferent words were as if coming from the land of Nine Nether, causing Yan Shi and Jia Fucheng’s souls to tremble in this moment. The gaze falling on them at this moment made them feel like they were being stared at by a fierce beast. Content originally comes from n0velfire.net At this moment, Yan Shi and Jia Fucheng had no doubt that if they talked back again, they would definitely die! "We... we apologize..." The two hurriedly responded. Yan Shi earnestly apologized several times to Muuu Xiaoxiao. Muuu Xiaoxiao was in a panic, waved her hand repeatedly at Yan Shi, and continuously expressed gratitude to Lin Tian. Jia Fucheng was even more frightened, repeatedly apologizing to Lin Tian, while continuously slapping his own face. Even the piercing pain from his broken leg, he endured it. The audience around them fell silent for a moment, staring dazedly. One of the top ten talents on the rookie list, when asked to apologize, he obediently did so. And Tianping Mountain’s Jia Fucheng, who’s also one of the most dazzling talents among the younger generation, was now humiliating himself like a dog. If the elders of these two were present, they would definitely go berserk. However, on the main viewing stand, Ye Qinghou, after being dazed for a while, truly became furious. "Bold youngling, you are truly arrogant! Hurting people in public, what do you think of our Sword Saint Mountain?" Ye Qinghou stood up, walked to the front of the stage and loudly scolded Lin Tian. Simultaneously, a faintly violent True Qi was rolling around him. If it weren’t for his status, making it inappropriate to deal with someone like Lin Tian, he would have struck directly, either suppressing him as a lesson or killing him on the spot as a warning. "Father, kill this person directly!" Ye Qianli stepped forward at this moment, speaking, "Earlier when I went to Thousand Mountain Plain, I was injured by this person! Now he’s causing trouble at the Martial Arts Conference, and offending Long Ditian. This affects the collaboration between us, Sword Saint Mountain and Dragon Cry City, badly! This person cannot be allowed to live!" After finishing, Ye Qianli looked at Lin Tian with the gaze as if looking at a dead person. Ye Qinghou narrowed his eyes, his face becoming more severe. On the stage, Lin Tian remained indifferent to Ye Qinghou’s fury. He turned his body and his gaze landed on Long Ditian next to him. "Long Ditian, apologize to my disciple and cripple one of your arms!" Lin Tian stared at Long Ditian, his voice cold, "Don’t make me remind you again!" Long Ditian had already narrowed his eyes, staring at Yan Shi and Jia Fucheng who were apologizing on the stage, then looked at Lin Tian, his face somewhat grim. Earlier, when Lin Tian made his move, his movement technique and speed, even at his full strength, were just about the same. But from start to finish, Lin Tian was effortlessly composed, as if everything he did was done with the flick of a finger. He couldn’t see through Lin Tian! This doesn’t mean he’s afraid. Because he is Long Ditian from Dragon Cry City! "Hehe, I haven’t moved my body in a while!" Long Ditian sneered, stood up tall, then turned to look at Ye Qinghou, smiling, "Ye Family Master, since this friend named me, it would be inappropriate not to respond. How about I clean up the mess for you guys in East Continent, for some peace?" "Alright, since Young Master Long wants to act, I have no need to deal with such a junior! To avoid being laughed at!" Ye Qinghou decided to take down Lin Tian upon hearing Ye Qianli speak, now, with Long Ditian stepping forward, he’s happy to watch. A dull noise suddenly erupted from Long Ditian. Long Ditian’s cultivation had already reached the early-stage Foundation Establishment. He is now in his twenties, not yet thirty, reaching this stage, making him a genius among geniuses. Moreover, he stepped into Foundation Establishment years ago, relying on natural breakthrough rather than forceful enhancement with drugs. His cultivation exploded now, his aura overpowering, even many late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators pale in comparison. Long Ditian lunged forward, towards the stage, pressing a palm towards Lin Tian. His palm was instantly wrapped by True Qi like waves, akin to Taishan falling from the sky, engulfing the entire stage. Yan Shi and Jia Fucheng, originally on the stage, were directly swept away by the terrifying aura. Ye Lan, seeing Long Ditian move, had already retreated swiftly, carrying Yun Qingwan with him. "Long Ditian, Young Master Long from Dragon Cry City, it’s said among the prodigies of the East Sea Cultivation Domain, he’s ranked within the top fifty!" "This kid is strong, Yan Shi and Jia Fucheng stood no chance! But against Long Ditian, his fate is undoubtedly tragic!" "He’s dead for sure!" Everyone in the stands, upon witnessing Long Ditian’s formidable aura, couldn’t help but gasp and exclaim. Many young disciples were watching, their hearts pounding and feeling immensely intimidated. On the stage, Lin Tian stood with one hand behind his back, letting his garments flutter, yet remained stationary. "Kneel? I gave you the chance, yet you choose ignorance!" Lin Tian looked calmly at Long Ditian approaching, shook his head, "And your paltry skill, thinking it’ll make me kneel? Hmph, you’re only worthy of my finger flick!" With that, Lin Tian stepped like an arrow, flicked his finger, producing a muffled boom in midair, followed by a surge of True Qi like a wild dragon. True Qi exploded, Long Ditian like a cannonball, was flung away, left a deep mark on the empty aisle in the stands. Everyone present was shocked, their eyes widened, as if their eyeballs were about to fall out.