"Yun Lang, we shall meet again."
"What!"
Yun Lang asked in confusion.
Before even clashing, they were already attempting to flee.
"What do you mean by this?"
"Hmph! You'll know what we mean!" Li Jun said fiercely.
Shaking his head at the people beside him, they then disappeared from the mountaintop.
"Strange, why did they just up and flee?" Yun Lang frowned.
He hadn't even used his killing moves, yet it seemed they had no intention of continuing the fight.
Fortunately, they had left for real and without any hesitation.
"Huh? Where's Zhao Wan'er?"
Suddenly, he realized that Zhao Wan'er had been there just a moment ago, but now there was no trace of her.
"Strange, could she have gone to find me?"
That was clearly impossible, otherwise, why would he have this expression?
Next, Yun Lang began to search, but strangely, after searching for half an hour, he still couldn't find her.
"Could she not hear my voice?" Yun Lang was puzzled.
He had called out quite loudly just now, loud enough to be heard from the foot of the mountain.
Yet, this problem occurred, as if the other party hadn't heard him at all.
This was truly perplexing, and if a real problem arose, it wouldn't be something he wanted to see.
"This is bad!"
Yun Lang suddenly cried out inwardly.
He understood the current situation best, and he feared even greater problems would arise.
However, even so, they were unable to resolve it.
Everyone knew how much trouble lay ahead, and this was not something they could regret.
"Could she have fallen into their hands?"
Li Jun and the others had come to deal with Yun Lang earlier, but after only a few exchanges, they had all fled.
It was not difficult to discern their attitudes.
If trouble were to arise, it could be dangerous for anyone, and this was very clear.
"Damn it! Luring the tiger away from its den."
By the time Yun Lang reacted, it was already too late.
After all, he understood their situation well; tomorrow was the day of the martial arts competition.
The Wang family disciples taking Zhao Wan'er away must have been to deal with them.
"This..."
As he thought of this, Yun Lang was instantly stunned.
He was worried that Zhao Wan'er might suffer any harm, and how would they face their enemies then?
"What should I do?"
Currently, Lin Ruoxue was not at Xueji Peak. If her master had intervened, it would naturally have been much easier to resolve.
A gust of wind.
Lin Ruoxue appeared before Yun Lang.
"What are you doing here?"
"Master, the Wang family disciples just took Zhao Wan'er away."
"What!" Lin Ruoxue frowned.
She did not expect the Wang family to be so despicable.
"They must be doing this for tomorrow's events," Yun Lang said fiercely.
The Wang family disciples, lacking the confidence to deal with him, had resorted to such a method to restrain Yun Lang.
If they succeeded, the consequences would surely be unimaginable.
"It's good that you know," Lin Ruoxue sighed.
She feared that Yun Lang, unaware of the situation, would be delayed for tomorrow's competition, which would be a huge loss for their entire Xueji Peak.
It was important to note that Xueji Peak currently consisted of only the two of them, master and disciple, and they were far inferior to the other peak masters.
If even Yun Lang was in danger, wouldn't that truly lead to trouble?
"Then... what should this disciple do?" Yun Lang asked, confused.
Zhao Wan'er falling into their hands was surely to force Yun Lang's compliance.
If he agreed to their terms, perhaps Zhao Wan'er would escape unscathed.
But Xueji Peak might never recover its former glory.
"With me here, you don't need to worry about it," Lin Ruoxue said coldly.
Without any explanation, she turned and walked away into the distance.
"Master..." Yun Lang hesitated.
It was clear that Lin Ruoxue was going to take action herself, otherwise, she wouldn't have spoken in such a tone.
"Damn it!"
Thinking of the Wang family's situation, Yun Lang's face was filled with rage.
After all, he hadn't expected so many things to happen. If Zhao Wan'er were to suffer any harm, he vowed he would not let the Wang family off the hook.
However, in the end, he followed Lin Ruoxue's arrangement and returned to the cave to cultivate his Eight Desolations Sword Art.
During the exchange with Li Jun in the back mountains, the Eight Desolations Sword Art had shown its initial brilliance.
Li Jun was clearly no match for them, leading to the current difficult outcome.
If trouble were to arise in the future, it would surely be more than what they were facing now.
Alas, no one could accept reality, for they knew how much trouble they themselves would face.
When danger struck in the future, it would not be up to them to decide.
The next morning.
The training grounds of the Taichu Sect were already crowded with disciples who had come to watch.
The participating disciples, in particular, had already taken their positions below the martial arts stage early.
"Senior Brother Jiang Feng, I think that guy is too scared to show up, isn't he?"
Li Jun asked with a puzzled expression.
Even though they hadn't said anything, taking Zhao Wan'er away had made the situation clear.
"Not necessarily. I don't think he's that cowardly."
"What do you mean?" Li Jun was confused.
If someone were to actually appear, it would not result in this outcome for them.
"Do you think a mere Zhao Wan'er is enough to subdue them?"
Everything was happening before their eyes, and a slight misstep could lead to trouble.
However, for them, it certainly wasn't that simple.
If danger were to arise in the future, it wouldn't be something that could be easily explained.
"This..."
"Li Jun, why are you so scared? Even if we're eager for revenge, we need to take it slow."
"That's right, I believe Yun Lang will surely die..."
A Wang family disciple said fiercely.
They hated the death of Wang Long so much that they wished they could personally kill Yun Lang.
"Then let's see our strength," Li Jun sighed.
At this moment, Yun Lang's strength had surpassed their imagination.
Moreover, he had sparred with Yun Lang countless times in the Monster Beast Mountain Range.
If they were careless, even a slight misstep could lead to death here.
"Don't worry, when the competition begins, leave him to Senior Brother Jiang Feng to handle."
"This..."
Li Jun looked at Jiang Feng with a puzzled expression.
After all, he was a Wang family disciple, and moreover, an inner disciple.
His strength was naturally beyond question.
A surge of power.
Several powerful auras appeared, and five peak masters landed on the martial arts stage in unison.
"Silence!"
At this moment, Elder Chen suddenly walked out.
A wave of pressure instantly covered the entire venue.
"That... that is the cultivation of the Nascent Soul realm?"
"So terrifying..."
The inner disciples were all awestruck.
They looked at the peak masters on stage with astonishment, their hearts filled with admiration.
"Are all disciples in position?"
"Disciples are in position..."
The twenty disciples participating in the competition shouted their replies.
"Haha, this competition will truly showcase the strength of our Taichu Sect's younger generation!"