frightfiction Chapter 86 The Wolf Battle Suddenly Encounters Disturbance, Swords Point Proudly, and Conflict Erupt
Chapter 86 The Wolf Battle Suddenly Encounters Disturbance, Swords Point Proudly, and Conflict Erupt
Throughout the basin, shouts of battle and howls of wolves mingled, and a blood-pumping atmosphere permeated the air like a thick fog. Just as Han Yi and his companions were about to wipe out the Netherwolves, a group of people suddenly burst into this fierce battlefield.
A man in his late twenties led his group through the air, stopping when he saw Han Yi and the others slaughtering the Nether Wolves. The man had a stern face, his brows slightly furrowed, and his eyes revealed a hint of curiosity and scrutiny. He wore a blue leather armor, with a long spear slung across his back, and exuded a powerful aura.
The people behind him were also dressed in the same uniform, clearly from the same faction. They silently watched the battle below, their faces displaying different expressions—some surprised, some solemn.
At this moment, Wang Weiwei saw the group approaching and, on a whim, immediately leaped to Han Yi's side. Just then, a white-robed man next to the leader saw Wang Weiwei, his eyes lighting up instantly, a look of surprise on his face. He hurriedly flew to Wang Weiwei on his sword.
"Weiwei, it's been a long time!"
The man was very enthusiastic; he leaned forward slightly, wanting to get closer to Wang Weiwei.
He was Li Ming, the second young master of the Li family. He was handsome with delicate features, and if judged by appearance alone, he had the air of a refined gentleman. However, his slightly upturned lips and somewhat frivolous eyes revealed his arrogance and pride.
Li Ming had always been deeply in love with Wang Weiwei and longed to marry her. In Changfeng City, the Li family was the most powerful of the four major families, wielding immense influence. Li Ming, pampered since childhood, was accustomed to having his way. He believed that if he wanted something, he could have it. Therefore, when he saw Han Yi beside Wang Weiwei, the flames of jealousy instantly ignited within him.
Wang Weiwei frowned, a hint of impatience and disgust showing on her face. She turned slightly to the side, avoiding Li Ming's gaze.
"leave me alone!"
Li Ming didn't care at all, still smiling. He scratched his head, a sly glint in his eyes.
"I was just passing by by chance, I never expected to run into you here. What a coincidence!"
His gaze lingered on Wang Weiwei, his eyes filled with adoration. His intense gaze seemed to melt her away. However, when his eyes fell upon Han Yi beside Wang Weiwei, his expression froze, his smile vanished, and his face hardened with hostility.
Li Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, sizing up Han Yi. He saw Han Yi's upright posture, holding an ancient sword, and exuding an extremely sharp aura. A strong sense of jealousy welled up in Li Ming's heart. He gritted his teeth, a hint of anger on his face. He had never seen Wang Weiwei so close to any other man.
"Weiwei, who is this person?" Li Ming asked, his voice tinged with displeasure.
Wang Weiwei glanced at Han Yi, then looked at Li Ming, giving this sycophant a cold shoulder, her disgust deepening.
Who he is and what does it have to do with you?
Li Ming frowned, his hostility intensifying, and a ruthless glint appeared on his face. "What, Wang Weiwei? Don't forget we're engaged. You're currently involved with some random man, and as your fiancé, I can't ask?"
Han Yi sensed Li Ming's hostility, narrowed his eyes, and a hint of indifference flashed in them as he gripped his longsword tightly. He didn't want a conflict with Li Ming, but he wouldn't let him provoke him.
"Who I'm with is none of your business, so don't try to be unreasonable!" Wang Weiwei's tone turned cold, and a hint of annoyance flashed in her eyes.
Li Ming's face darkened, and a surge of anger rose within him. He gripped his sword hilt tightly, veins bulging on his arm. "Weiwei, don't forget the influence our Li family has in Hua Kingdom. I am the most suitable person for you. This wild man is only good-looking; what right does he have to stand beside you?"
Han Yi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a hint of disdain. He hadn't wanted to stand out, but he had been labeled as a homewrecker. How could he tolerate this?
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Li Ming glared at Han Yi, one hand gripping the hilt of his sword tightly. His body trembled slightly, and his eyes burned with fury. "You dare to provoke me? Do you know who I am?"
"Whoever you are, it's none of my business." Han Yi's tone remained cold, not even bothering to glance at Li Ming. In Han Yi's view, only the leader and the woman behind him had the strength to fight him. As for the white-robed man before him, he was just a nobody; if he dared to cause any more trouble, Han Yi wouldn't hesitate to chop him down on the spot.
Upon hearing this, Li Ming flew into a rage. His eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "How dare you underestimate me like this!" With that, he instantly drew his sword, ready to attack Han Yi. However, Han Yi reacted with lightning speed; a sharp sword flashed past, blocking Li Ming's drawn blade. Immediately afterward, Han Yi kicked out, striking Li Ming squarely. Li Ming was sent flying a considerable distance, and by the time he regained his senses, Han Yi's sword was already pressed against his neck.
"Get out of here before I get the hint of killing you!" Han Yi said coldly.
Li Ming gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with anger and resentment. He glared fiercely at Han Yi, then got up and flew back to the leading man's side.
"Brother Lu, you have to help me regain my dignity!" Li Ming whispered to the leading man, his face showing a mixture of grievance and expectation.
The leading man was tall and imposing, carrying a long spear with dark gold patterns on his back. He looked at Han Yi with an arrogant expression.
"I am Lu Xuefeng of the Tianyan Sect, and I have come to learn from your superior skills, brother!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xuefeng's aura suddenly surged, and dark golden spiritual power surged out like a raging tide, distorting the surrounding air. He slightly turned his body, gripped his spear tightly in his right hand, and pointed the spear tip diagonally at the ground, instantly spreading a sharp killing intent.
Han Yi's eyes narrowed, and he gripped his longsword tightly. As he channeled his true fire, crimson spiritual energy swirled around the blade. A confident smile played on his lips.
"Feel free to come over here!"
Lu Xuefeng snorted coldly, his foot slamming into the ground as he charged towards Han Yi like lightning. His spear danced in a dense, impenetrable blur, a relentless barrage of spear shadows raining down on Han Yi like a storm. Each spear shadow carried immense power, seemingly capable of tearing the air apart.