Chapter 549: The Backer Turns Out To Be

A whirlwind rose suddenly, and the sky turned gray in an instant, as if a torrential downpour were about to arrive.

Every physical object in the air was trembling faintly; the ground, the buildings, and the various people in the plaza all felt the vibration, which was becoming increasingly intense.

It was as if an ancient, ferocious beast were about to descend, about to shatter this heaven and earth.

"Awoo!"

Zhou You swore he had never heard such a terrifying tiger roar in his life.

He had diligently studied Tiger Fist and had observed many tigers at close range, including man-eating beasts that had devoured over a hundred people and plagued villages, yet not one possessed such might.

Tiger Corpse!

This name popped into Zhou You's mind; only this Qiangwu could be worthy of such earth-shattering momentum.

Sure enough, amidst the swirling gale, a massive tiger shadow walked slowly, approaching Yuanmo Guangchang.

The numerous martial artists watching were so frightened they retreated repeatedly, instinctively clearing to both sides, and in the blink of an eye, a wide path was opened.

Thump, thump! Many masters of the martial arts halls still had horrified expressions, but upon realizing what was happening, they decisively knelt and kowtowed, shouting, "Old Ancestor."

The tiger's form was ferocious, foul-smelling saliva dripping from its mouth; it slammed a paw onto the ground, causing the earth to shatter and pebbles to fly in all directions.

On its back sat a delicate and lovely young girl, her eyes indifferent and devoid of any expression, like a goddess looking down upon the common masses.

The answer was obvious!

This great tiger was none other than the master of Dayin Mountain, the Old Ancestor revered by all Tiger Fist practitioners, the Qiangwu Tiger Corpse.

Why had he intruded upon the battlefield? Right, many gazes turned toward Zhou You; could it be that the reinforcements Zhou You called were him? This was getting interesting.

Tiger Corpse was savage and overbearing, viewing human life as mere weeds, his murderous nature top-tier, and he was a veteran Strong Martial expert whose strength was above Bai Shiwu; if he truly intervened, Zhou You would certainly be saved.

However...

"This old man is just here to watch the show; you all continue."

The girl spoke with a voice full of vicissitudes, stating her position on behalf of Tiger Corpse.

The many Tiger Fist hall masters breathed a sigh of relief; if the Old Ancestor had insisted on backing Zhou You, they would have been the most conflicted group—what luck! The surrounding spectators also breathed a sigh of relief; it turned out Zhou You's reinforcements were not Tiger Corpse, so his dead-end situation remained irreversible.

The next moment, another uninvited guest arrived.

"Hall Master Yan!"

Exclamations rang out one after another in the crowd, traveling from afar to nearby.

Yan Shan walked slowly with the Overlord Spear on his back; since there were already people from the Overlord Martial Arts Hall present, they immediately went to meet him.

His expression was resolute as he surveyed his surroundings and nodded, "No need for words, just watch."

Hate Overlord had no friendship with Zhou You, and because of the matter regarding Yan Wanjun, there was even conflict; he was even less likely to be Zhou You's reinforcement.

Two consecutive Qiangwu had arrived, yet neither had anything to do with Zhou You; where exactly was his backer? The martial artists of Fucheng had truly opened their eyes today; seeing three Qiangwu masters at once, such a grand event, was something many would never encounter in a lifetime.

Bai Shiwu, Tiger Corpse, Yan Shan, and the like were usually existences they could only look up to but never reach.

"Even if Gu Lao came, he couldn't save Zhou You."

Someone immediately concluded that there was no way for Zhou You to escape his fate today.

Bai Shiwu's expression was calm, with no intention of making a move, clearly convinced that Zhou You's reinforcements had not yet arrived.

However, the group of people around him grew impatient and urged him tactfully, "Master, are you wary of something?"

"Zhou You is from a small, insignificant household, and behind him is only a mere Gu Lao, who even failed his breakthrough to Qiangwu; he has no background."

This voice belonged to one of those who had been fanning the flames earlier.

Bai Shiwu ignored him and spoke softly to Xue Zhengming beside him, "Master Xue, the situation is about to change, and it will be a great change. Do you have any thoughts?" "Sigh, don't mention it. Before you arrived, I was already thinking of closing the martial arts hall and returning to the countryside to retire."

Xue Zhengming said earnestly, "Over these years, I have gained many benefits by relying on your name, but there is always a loss for every gain. Today's events are what this old man deserves, so don't be too troubled..."

"Rest assured, Master Xue, I have it under control."

Bai Shiwu's tone was gentle, but his attitude was incomparably firm.

Xue Zhengming sighed; things had reached a point where he could no longer turn them around.

The old hall master only hoped that Zhou You could survive, so that his own guilt might be reduced by a fraction.

"They're here, they're here!"

A shout went through the crowd; someone had indeed seen the third uninvited guest arrive.

Could this be Zhou You's backer, Gu Lao? When Yin Sanfen arrived, many gazes fell upon him, followed by sighs of disappointment.

It was not Gu Lao; the legendary Gu Lao was an old man with a completely ruined face, similar to burn scars, whose every step and gesture carried a certain stiffness.

Although his image was frightening, such a strange appearance was worthy of a master's demeanor, making people look upon him with awe.

By comparison, Yin Sanfen was much more ordinary; he looked just like the laborers seen everywhere in Fucheng.

"Senior, you really were in Fucheng; how long has it been!"

Zhou You bowed respectfully to Yin Sanfen.

Yin Sanfen smiled, "It's hard to believe you still remember me; I thought you were holding onto that promise, reluctant to use it."

"Of course not, I have treated your token as a treasure, keeping it hidden against my heart, but I simply never had the opportunity."

Zhou You presented the fingernail, "Returning the original item, please do me a favor, Senior."

This conversation took place in front of everyone, without avoiding others.

The onlookers all understood that this ordinary-looking middle-aged man was the reinforcement Zhou You had invited.

He was just too ordinary.

It seemed he wasn't even as good as Gu Lao! "Palm-Supporting Bu Zhou, Yin Sanfen, Qiangwu Jiuzhongtian; for Zhou You to be able to form a connection, that is impressive."

The girl on Tiger Corpse's back sighed, but it spread in all directions like a thunderclap.

What? This unremarkable middle-aged man was actually a top-tier expert of Qiangwu Jiuzhongtian? This was a major figure at the peak realm of Qiangwu, only one step away from being a Supreme Grandmaster.

The crowd at Zhengming Martial Arts Hall was like a wheat field swept by a gale, swaying and staggering, each of them feeling as if they were in a nightmare.

Bai Shiwu hadn't broken through many years ago, so he certainly couldn't be at the Ninth Heaven of Strong Martial; in other words, if they truly fought, he was by no means a match for the middle-aged man opposite him.

Done for, completely done for! After the trump cards were revealed, Zhou You's hand was bigger than theirs, and it was a crushing gap.

While the masters of the Tiger Fist Halls were in a trance, they finally understood why Zhou You was aloof and arrogant, refusing to associate with them; the ancestor of their Dayin Mountain, the Tiger Corpse, had the strength of Qiangwu Qichongtian, dominating the mountain and looking down on all directions, with no one daring to provoke it.

Even so, it was still two realms away from Yin Sanfen.

Many people could not even imagine what kind of earth-shattering actions a powerhouse like Yin Sanfen, at Qiangwu Jiuzhongtian, would take next!

Amidst the gaze of the masses, Yin Sanfen asked Zhou You, "Speak, what help do you want from me?"

For a moment, countless ears pricked up like a forest, waiting for that fated answer.

Next, it should be Yin Sanfen fighting a great battle against Bai Shiwu, with the incident escalating from two martial arts halls to two great Martial Arts powerhouses, fighting until the sky turned dark and the earth grew dim, the city walls shook, and countless civilian houses were razed to the ground.

Oh no, wouldn't they, the onlookers, actually be caught in the crossfire?

(End of this chapter)