Zombie Bodyguard-Chapter 1443 - 1440: Another Prestigious Family

Tong Feihai’s palms were like two mountain-splitting axes, and the moment they descended, a sharp explosive sound echoed through the air, Lin Tian clearly felt the air splitting like water under his palm force.

It’s indeed true that masters hide among the people. Despite having no sect or school, Tong Feihai’s attack was exceptionally fierce and powerful.

Lin Tian struck with both fists, clashing against his palms, with a "bang", the air dispersed, shaking dust off the surroundings. The two immediately separated upon contact, Tong Feihai retreated three steps, while Lin Tian remained standing.

Looking at Lin Tian, Tong Feihai frowned. He had expected his full strength to have the upper hand, yet the opponent easily withstood it, something he did not foresee, causing him to give up further attacks and regroup, seeking another chance to strike.

Among the spectators, those who were impatient earlier now shifted to watch the spectacle. However, some people on the outer edges stood coldly observing the battle, their faces even showing faint disdain.

The surrounding Ancient Martial Artists distanced themselves from these people, seemingly wanting or fearing to avoid approaching them. In fact, when Lin Tian first arrived, he noticed them, these young individuals exude an extraordinary aura, and upon closer inspection, they kept their distance from nearby Ancient Martial Artists, seemingly too proud to associate with others.

Lin Tian understood that these young people were likely disciples of Ancient Martial families, yet they couldn’t live with the elders in the East Courtyard, Qinglan Garden had placed them in the West Courtyard alongside other Ancient Martial Artists.

Such family disciples often carried arrogance in their hearts, but Lin Tian was indifferent, as long as they didn’t provoke trouble, everything would remain peaceful.

"Stop dragging and hurry up and fight, we still need to arrange accommodation after the fight." Someone shouted provocatively, eager for chaos.

Lin Tian ignored the uproar from the others, his attention remaining on Tong Feihai, suddenly calmly said, "It’s Tong Feihai, right? You attacked earlier, now it’s my turn."

Without waiting for Tong Feihai to react, Lin Tian already moved.

"Arhat Return!"

"Dragon Slayer!"

"Tiger Tamer!"

"Mountain Splitter!"

Lin Tian stepped forward, employing the same moves, a punch, a press, a chop—the three strikes flowed seamlessly like clouds and water, with full force.

"Bang bang bang..." Continuous clashes ensued, and with each move Tong Feihai encountered, he took a step back. By the final chop, he retreated five to six steps, coming to a complete stop, his hands pained from the impact, unable to lift them.

However, Tong Feihai paid no heed to the pain in his hands because Lin Tian’s moves to repel him were his own Ancient Martial skill!

"You... how come you..." Tong Feihai was utterly shocked, his eyes staring at Lin Tian, too stunned to speak properly.

Not only him, everyone around was amazed, including the familiar Ghost, who had never seen Lin Tian use such Ancient Martial techniques before, how could he now master them after merely watching once?

"How could it be your Ancient Martial skill?" Lin Tian smiled calmly and said, "Rest assured, I don’t actually know your Ancient Martial skill, the earlier moves merely imitates their form."

This was actually Lin Tian comforting Tong Feihai. The earlier "Dragon Slayer," "Tiger Tamer," "Mountain Splitter" with expansive motions were not complex, he could learn the Meteor Burst, let alone Tong Feihai’s Ancient Martial techniques. If Lin Tian claimed to master them by mere observation, it would be a significant blow to Tong Feihai.

Tong Feihai indeed breathed a sigh of relief, but he soon sighed again, frustrated that he lost to his own Ancient Martial skill.

"Haha, only capable of mimicking others, shows just this much depth." A faint voice amidst the crowd spoke, accompanied by a disdainful chuckle.

The voice, though not loud, showed no intention of hiding, hence many heard it, turning their gaze towards the direction of the voice.

There stood three individuals at the outermost edge, two men and one woman. At the front was a young woman of eighteen or nineteen, dressed in a red skirt, with a belt around her waist, her slender slim figure and strikingly pretty face, though her slightly curled lips gave away a hint of wildness, clearly someone who’s not easily provoked.

Behind her stood two men, the one on the left towering with a height of over one meter eighty, wearing casual clothes, displaying a mixture of handsomeness and charm, with eyes of deep contemplation.

Such a man had the looks, the charisma, and the height, undeniably appealing to women.

"Just that his skin is a bit too fair," Lin Tian thought maliciously.

However, it wasn’t this man who spoke earlier, but the one on the right. Though not lacking in appearance, his demeanor fell short compared to the man on the left, particularly the unbridled arrogance on his face, revealing his boastfulness.

"It’s someone from the Situ family..."

As the crowd looked at these individuals’ faces, someone muttered quietly, but Lin Tian heard clearly, thinking it was yet another Ancient Martial family.

So far, Lin Tian had encountered two Ancient Martial families, the Wang Family and now the Situ family in front of him. Judging by their demeanor, the Situ family had a similar level of arrogance, otherwise, they wouldn’t dare speak such ostentatious words publicly, discernable through the surrounding Ancient Martial Artist’s reactions too.

"Wondered who it was, turns out to be someone from the Situ family, what a big mouth." While others dared not speak loudly to the Situ family, a sudden voice emerged abruptly.

Unexpectedly, someone showed such discourtesy to the Situ family, intriguing those present, who all turned their gaze once more, towards the outermost edge, another corner, stood two young men.

One wore a shirt, looking refined in attire, but the strong face and short hair exhibited undeniable vigor, the other wore a black T-shirt, with the same short hair, uttering impolite words against the Situ family.

"Wang Family people..." Someone whispered softly again.

Wang Family people? Lin Tian was taken aback, recalling that someone greeted him earlier, it was these two men, could Wang Family have sent others here? But he had no impression of the two men.

When truly puzzled, the two men walked out from among the crowd, stopping in front of Lin Tian.

"Cousins, why are you here?" Yun Xiaotian suddenly spoke.

"Haha..." The shirted man chuckled, cupping his fists towards Lin Tian, "Brother Lin Tian, I am Wang Fengyu, this is my cousin Wang Fengwu, we were sent by our uncle, awaiting aunt’s instructions."

This aunt referred to Wang Wanxi, Lin Tian thought, he returned the gesture with cupped fists, asked somewhat puzzled, "Brother Yu, Brother Wu, you know me?"

"Of course, they talked about your feat of opening the door, very remarkable. Just a pity we weren’t there. Just now seeing Cousin Xiaotian, I suspected it was you, and when you stated your name, it really was you." Wang Fengyu laughed.