Swoosh—
Zhang Ming's gaze swept across the crowd. Anyone caught in his line of sight shuddered, their hearts jolting with alarm. To distance themselves from any association, they hastily scrambled away, and in an instant, only a single person remained.
When everyone else had chosen to flee, this one individual did not move.
The man wore a bamboo hat. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he slowly removed it, revealing his true face — and this person was none other than
It turned out that before
Moreover, Zhang Tianyi's cultivation had grown by leaps and bounds compared to before. Now… he had already become a second-grade Martial Emperor — a truly meteoric advancement since his days at the Bow Hegemon Plains, far faster even than Chu Feng's own progress.
Of course, such gains had to be attributed to the Bow Emperor's inheritance, though Chu Feng deserved credit for that as well.
"The Bow Emperor's successor — that's him! The Bow Emperor's successor, Zhang Tianyi! The one who claimed the title of the Martial Emperor Continent's strongest young generation at the Bow Hegemon Plains' Grand Tournament!!!"
Zhang Tianyi had already made a name for himself. The moment he appeared, cries of astonishment erupted all around. After all, Zhang Tianyi was the holder of the title of the strongest of the younger generation.
Swoosh— Zhang Tianyi paid no heed to the chatter and leaped up, landing beside Chu Feng and Jiang Wushuang.
"Well, well, little brother Wushuang, you're here too. You've made impressive progress," Zhang Tianyi said to Jiang Wushuang with a grin.
"Nothing compared to you — a second-grade Martial Emperor already," Jiang Wushuang replied, glancing at Zhang Tianyi and then at Chu Feng. "Standing in front of you two, I'm so ashamed I could die."
"I owe my current cultivation entirely to
"Wait… did
"Too? Don't tell me your current level is also thanks to Junior Brother Chu Feng," Zhang Tianyi replied, equally astonished.
"That's right." Jiang Wushuang nodded with a smile, then leaned in close to Zhang Tianyi's ear and whispered, "Big Brother Zhang, between you and me — I'm now a disciple of Lord
"Really?" Zhang Tianyi's face lit up with joy. He then turned to Chu Feng and said, "Junior Brother Chu Feng, you really are our great benefactor."
"Senior Brother Zhang, save the pleasantries for later. I have to admit, I didn't expect you'd actually manage to convince your father to come," Chu Feng said. He knew that Zhang Ming had no desire to antagonize the Four Great Emperor Clans — mainly because he didn't want to help Chu Feng and attract unnecessary trouble. For once Zhang Ming helped, it would mark him as Chu Feng's ally, and from then on it would be difficult not to help, even if he wanted to stay out of it. So the fact that Zhang Ming had come, Chu Feng knew, was entirely Zhang Tianyi's doing.
"Convince him? Hardly. I just slipped out when he wasn't looking. I never expected he'd follow me here," Zhang Tianyi said. He looked over at his father, who was locked in fierce combat with Xibai Beiyuan, and his eyes brimmed with pride. No matter what, his father had come for his sake, and that made him both happy and deeply proud — proud to have such a father.
"In any case, Senior Brother Zhang Ming coming to lend us a hand is all thanks to you."
"But brothers, the battle's about to begin, so let's save the small talk for later. Now that we're here, we can't just stand around. Let's fight!" As Chu Feng spoke, he drew his Heavenly Immortal Sword.
"Wouldn't have it any other way! Now that I'm here, I'm going to enjoy this battle to the fullest!" Zhang Tianyi declared. With that, he launched himself into the air, and Chu Feng soared after him without delay.