Chapter 1307 - 1304: Blind to True Worth

The entire inn was dead silent, an oppressive atmosphere spreading as if a large stone was pressing on everyone’s heart.

The nearby martial artists widened their eyes, staring at Qin Ming, the prince of the Cloud Rock Dynasty, shocked in their hearts: What day is it today! Why are all the young martial artists appearing, each more arrogant than the last? First one, then another, challenging Xiao Tie!

However, some discerning individuals noticed that Qin Ming’s aura was not inferior to Xiao Tie’s; he was also a martial artist at the ninth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. They were somewhat anticipating what would happen next.

Xiao Tie’s face turned steel blue, he turned around and looked at Qin Ming, laughing loudly:

"Another one who isn’t afraid of death. Do you think that just because you’re at the ninth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, you have the strength to challenge me? You’re dreaming, today you all will die!"

Boom!

Xiao Tie narrowed his eyes, his body trembled, and the surging Yuan Qi transformed into a fierce lion outside his body.

Roar!

The mad lion roared, killing intent spread widely, several nearby tables were overturned by the gust of wind, shadows scattered chaotically, and panic erupted.

Buzz!

Luo Feng was prepared, he waved his hand, and a wall of Gang Qi isolated him from Xiao Tie, the space behind remained calm as Luo Feng watched everything with a serene gaze.

"Luo Feng, you’re not going to make a move?"

Jiang Fengfeng asked curiously, in her view, the young man standing up for Luo Feng was not a match for Xiao Tie.

Luo Feng shook his head, "There’s no need for that."

"Hundred Battles Fist!"

The Yuan Qi mad lion appeared, Xiao Tie shouted fiercely, his eyes filled with ferocity, and punched towards Qin Ming with a terrifying sonic boom.

Qin Ming stood like a rock, unmoving.

Just as everyone thought he was scared stupid and certainly doomed, their eyes flickered and a middle-aged martial artist appeared between Qin Ming and Xiao Tie, casually waving his hand.

Boom!

The Mad Lion Fist’s energy shattered, and Xiao Tie’s figure couldn’t stop the momentum, retreating several steps before coming to a halt.

"A True Yuan Realm master!"

The entire inn was in an uproar, everyone looking at the middle-aged martial artist in shock.

Apart from the Twelve Golden Palaces, there were also some hidden old monsters. A True Yuan Realm martial artist already ranked among the top in the Canglang Dynasty, able to walk horizontally wherever they went. No one expected that this rundown Cloud Water Inn would harbor a True Yuan Realm martial artist.

Xiao Tie’s expression was terrible, but he dared not be arrogant in front of a True Yuan master, suppressing his anger and respectfully asked: "Senior, why do you interfere in this matter?"

The middle-aged martial artist smirked coldly, without speaking, he pressed a palm towards Xiao Tie.

Xiao Tie didn’t expect the other to move just by saying so, his face changed drastically as Yuan Qi surged out, unveiling his strongest defensive technique.

"Golden Tiger Cliff!"

Roar!

Golden light reverberated, a tiger’s roar echoed inside the inn, and a golden giant tiger appeared on Xiao Tie, his figure swiftly leaping towards the nearby window.

Kidding, the opponent is a True Yuan Realm martial artist, even the newly advanced True Yuan Realm cannot be dealt with by him, a Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist. The only choice is to flee.

"Dare to strike at our prince and think you can leave?"

The middle-aged martial artist’s eyes flashed with a sharp gleam, his five fingers clenched in the void.

Crack!

The surrounding space slightly trembled, and with the sound of gold and jade shattering, the golden tiger shadow on Xiao Tie instantly shattered, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Bam!

Xiao Tie was slammed onto the ground, the middle-aged martial artist respectfully asked Qin Ming: "Your Highness, how would you like to handle him?"

Prince, Your Highness!

Upon hearing the middle-aged martial artist’s words, everyone’s hearts trembled. Someone noticed the cloud pattern on Qin Ming and the middle-aged martial artist’s sleeve, and exclaimed: "He’s the Cloud Rock Dynasty Crown Prince Qin Ming!"

Xiao Tie’s breath was weak, his face pale, upon hearing this, his complexion turned even more bloodless, he hurriedly bowed to Qin Ming:

"Your Highness, I have eyes but failed to see, please spare my life like a dog."

"Indeed you have eyes but failed to see, but not in regard to me."

Qin Ming sneered, shifted his gaze to Luo Feng, and smiled: "Brother Luo, long time no see, didn’t expect to meet you here."

"Huh, who is that person? To have the Cloud Rock Dynasty’s Crown Prince regard him with such importance!"

"Could he be a prince from another dynasty? The Second Prince ascended the throne half a month ago; many dynasties nearby sent envoys."

"It’s possible. No wonder the person disregarded Xiao Tie earlier; Xiao Tie truly kicked against the iron plate this time."

"Lustful intentions, bullying the weak. He deserved this outcome."

Seeing Qin Ming facing Luo Feng with a flattering demeanor, everyone felt surprised, speculating about Luo Feng’s identity. Some recognized Luo Feng but chose not to spread it.

Luo Feng dispersed the Gang Qi wall, looked at Qin Ming, and smiled: "I’m surprised too."

Qin Ming glanced at Xiao Tie on the ground and said: "Brother Luo, this person offended you earlier, how would you like to deal with him?"

"As you see fit." Luo Feng waved his hand.

"Good."

Qin Ming nodded, secretly delighted.

The last time in Azure Sky City, he offended Luo Feng because of Chi Wei, the Third Princess of the Dali Dynasty, and had been uneasy since then.

Although he was a prince, he understood that this world is a place where strength is revered, everything is measured by power; status was not that significant.

With Luo Feng’s age and strength, his future achievements were immeasurable, not something a mere Prince from the Cloud Rock Dynasty could compare to. Offending such a master would have endless consequences.

Even if Luo Feng didn’t care about the previous issue, Qin Ming couldn’t disregard it, especially after hearing about Luo Feng’s win at the Southern-Northern Martial Arts Tournament; his anxiety grew. He constantly thought of ways to make amends, and now was surely an opportunity for redemption.

Shooting a cold glance at Xiao Tie, Qin Ming told the middle-aged martial artist: "Take him away, don’t disrupt Brother Luo’s meal."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The middle-aged martial artist respectfully agreed, knocked Xiao Tie out with a palm strike, saluted Luo Feng, collected Xiao Tie, and walked out.

Witnessing this, nearby martial artists secretly wiped cold sweat, from Qin Ming’s tone, it was apparent that Xiao Tie might not see tomorrow’s sun.

"Thank you." Luo Feng said to Qin Ming.

"Just a small favor, Brother Luo overestimates it. Besides, I once offended you..." Qin Ming replied.

Luo Feng shook his head, "I have poor memory, let’s not bring up past matters."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming was overjoyed, even feeling grateful for Xiao Tie’s blunder, his face broke into a smile:

"Brother Luo, I heard you won the Southern-Northern Martial Arts Tournament, congratulations. You’ve likely come here for the City Lord Yang Dingtian of Dayang City’s broad hero invitation too?"

"Are you here for the hero invitation too?"

Luo Feng raised his brows; he found it strange that Qin Ming, the dignified Prince of the Cloud Rock Dynasty, would appear in such a remote place.

Qin Ming nodded, "Most of the people here, nine out of ten, are here for that."

"Do you know what the hero invitation is about this time?" Luo Feng asked.

"So Brother Luo isn’t aware yet!"

Qin Ming was surprised.