Wei Hongbin’s face turned pale, and he quickly walked to the window, only to see dust and smoke rising in the distance, as if the high wall connecting the back library and the front courtyard had been pushed down.
At this point, Wei Hongbin could no longer sit still. Although he pretended to be calm, the hands hidden in his sleeves were trembling slightly, revealing his inner fear.
"Someone, escort me to retreat!" Wei Hongbin said in a deep voice.
"But Lord Commander, the situation outside is chaotic. Wouldn’t it be more dangerous for you to go out like this?" The Captain responsible for guarding the back residence advised with reluctance.
Upon hearing this, Wei Hongbin flew into a rage and suddenly smashed the vase beside him.
"What do you mean? Do you want me to stay here like a trapped turtle in a jar? You useless people, quickly take men and escort me out through the secret passage at the back."
The government office naturally had a secret passage that directly led to the outside streets.
After Wei Hongbin moved in, he slightly modified it to become an escape passage.
The Captain was hit by the vase on the body, although it wasn’t serious, the fragments still cut his cheek.
Even so, he dared not make any move, only swallowing his anger and cupping his fists, saying, "Yes!"
At this moment, suddenly laughter came from outside.
"What a sharp kid, quite interesting."
Then another person said, "Young Master Wei, don’t panic. Shi Donglai and Shi Xiqu, under the orders of the Patriarch of the Wei Family, are here to ensure your safety."
Hearing this, Wei Hongbin, who was originally full of fear, couldn’t help but feel relieved.
Because he knew, this is the reinforcement from the Capital City that he had been eagerly waiting for.
He had heard of the reputation of the Shi Brothers, Shi Donglai and Shi Xiqu, top-level martial artists worshiped by his family, extremely powerful.
With their arrival, the situation was settled.
Thus, Wei Hongbin dispelled the gloom from earlier and laughed heartily.
"Wei Hongbin is here. I am most grateful for the timely arrival of you two. Once this rebel group is eradicated, there will be further gratitude from me."
These words were very clear.
As long as Zhao Ya and others were eliminated, he, Wei Hongbin, would show gratitude.
Shi Donglai, who was the old man holding a tobacco pipe in his left hand, squinted his eyes hearing this.
"Well said, well said!"
Then he looked at the young man in front of him, holding a long knife and looking at him cautiously, and couldn’t help but sigh.
"Truly unexpected to see such a talented individual in Yunxiao County, already proving half-step to the Fifth Realm at such a young age. Given time, the future is limitless."
This sigh came from the heart.
They, the Shi Brothers, were already fifty-three years old, and twenty-three years ago, at the age of thirty, they proved the half-step to the Fifth Realm.
As for the Fifth Realm, it was proved eight years later when they were thirty-eight years old.
That was already considered fast.
Unexpectedly, today in Yunxiao County, they encountered a young half-step to the Fifth Realm around twenty years old, the shock in their hearts was imaginable.
Zhao Ya did not speak, he just coldly stared at the old pair in front of him, silently circulating his Qi Blood, and the muscles and veins throughout his body were slowly tensing up like tightly wound springs.
He knew that what he was about to face might be the most arduous and dangerous battle since he crossed over.
Because the pair of old men in front of him were genuine Fifth Realm experts, and judging by their aura, they seemed slightly stronger than Wang Tiancheng of the Golden Saber Institute.
Of course.
This also relates to age. After all, Wang Tiancheng was just in his early twenties. Even with exceptional talent, it was hard to compare with Shi Donglai and Shi Xiqu, who had honed their skills and accumulated countless experiences over decades.
But the more this was so, the calmer Zhao Ya was.
The Qi Blood and viscera in his body seemed to sense an impending battle, becoming lively.
His powerful heart beat like a drum, and the Qi Blood stored in his liver was poised to move.
Zhao Ya adjusted his entire state to its peak.
Compared to his tense battle preparations, Shi Donglai and Shi Xiqu looked unconcerned.
Even when Shang Tiefeng and Jin Zhenming entered the back residence and joined Zhao Ya, the pair made no response.
"Interesting, indeed young bloods, bold enough to plan a move against us." Shi Xiqu said with a smile.
Zhao Ya was completely unmoved by the words, slowly locking onto their energy.
Standing silently beside Zhao Ya were Shang Tiefeng and Jin Zhenming, both with more experience than Zhao Ya, naturally discerning the extraordinariness of the pair of old men.
But they did not try to dissuade nor did they retreat, only silently moving to Zhao Ya’s side, ready to act together.
Meanwhile, on a street away from the battlefield, on a tavern, Wang Tiancheng, Xu Niannian, and Gu Chaoyue were also observing the battlefield situation.
Upon seeing Shi Donglai and Shi Xiqu, Wang Tiancheng’s group of three’s expressions changed.
"It seems the Wei Family truly values Wei Hongbin, even sending this pair of old men. Now, Zhao Ya and the other martial artists have no hope." Xu Niannian shook his head and sighed.
Gu Chaoyue said nothing, only a gleam of schadenfreude flashed in her eyes.
She had long been displeased with Zhao Ya.
A martial artist from a small place, relying on his talent, dared to openly refuse an invitation from a Capital City sect; isn’t that arrogance?
Although this matter didn’t concern her, she simply disliked Zhao Ya.
In her view, this Zhao Ya acting impetuously could never achieve great things.
And the fact was as she expected, Shi Donglai and Shi Xiqu, even in the Capital City, were influential figures.
Today, encountering them, Zhao Ya was doomed to die.
Wang Tiancheng’s expression was also serious.
He originally thought if someone he knew from the Capital City came, he could mediate a bit, which could be considered helping Zhao Ya.
But unexpectedly, it was this pair of old men. Wang Tiancheng knew the Shi Brothers were extremely difficult, refusing to respect anyone’s face. Even if he stepped in, it would be hard to resolve, causing him to sigh slightly.
"Indeed, this time this group of martial artists is surely losing, hoping Zhao Ya realizes the situation and flees."
Witnessing Zhao Ya’s body technique speed, if he were to perform at his best, it’s not impossible to escape the Shi Brothers’ grasp.
This was Wang Tiancheng’s only thought.
At the same time, on the battlefield, Shi Donglai glanced with some curiosity at the distant street, muttering.
"Strange, it seems like people from the Golden Saber Institute, what are they doing here?"
"Don’t worry about them, maybe they’re just passing by. Let’s kill this kid first, then deal with the others," Shi Xiqu said.
Then he tapped the ground with his toes, shooting straight at Zhao Ya like an arrow off a string.
Still in the air, the tobacco pipe in his hand was already in front of Zhao Ya.
The entire process was extremely fast, giving no chance to react.
Yu Guizhi had died just like this under their tobacco pipe.
Yet, in this almost impossible timeframe, a knife suddenly appeared in front of the tobacco pipe.
The knife was pitch black, made of Meteorite Iron.
Clang.
A huge metallic clashing sound.
Zhao Ya was thrown several zhang away, flipping several times in the air to dissipate the force of the strike.
Even so, Zhao Ya still felt his wrist aching, the base of his thumb numbing, showing the power of this strike.
But more shocked was Shi Xiqu.
He never expected Zhao Ya to dodge his sure-kill strike.
His face instantly showed some embarrassment.
"Good kid, take another strike from me."
With these words, Shi Xiqu attacked again, this time with even more ferocity than before.
But this time Zhao Ya didn’t choose to take it head-on.
Although Zhao Ya was shocked by the old pair’s strength, his heart had calmed considerably.
He had blocked the first strike to test his strength.
The result reassured him.
Although the old pair was indeed very strong, ridiculously strong even,
he was not without the ability to fight back.
At least in reaction speed, he was about on par with them.
This gave Zhao Ya the chance to maneuver and duel.
As Shi Xiqu attacked with anger, Zhao Ya lightly sidestepped, dodging the strike while swinging his knife diagonally towards his opponent’s side.
The blade gleamed like the wind, sweeping over.
Shi Xiqu sensed a hint of threat but did not dodge.
Because at this moment, another tobacco pipe came in from the side, blocking Zhao Ya’s attack just in time.
"Such a fierce youngster, allowing you to grow can only be a disaster, so... die!"
Shi Donglai said blandly, and then countless sparks shot from the tobacco pipe, aiming straight at Zhao Ya’s face.