Inverse Sword Mad God-Chapter 1540 - 1538: Yanbo Villa

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

The martial artists outside, upon seeing the array shatter, rushed in at once.

The fastest to come in were Yu Meiren’s brother, Han Kun, and a youth from Huoyun Country.

"Sister, are you alright?" The handsome young man, upon entering, immediately went to Yu Meiren’s side and asked with concern.

Several other martial artists also gathered around Bai Youran, looking tense.

Afterwards, they all came before Lin Xuan together.

"Thank you, young hero, for your intervention and saving my sister!" Yu Meiren’s brother, along with several martial artists from the Bai Family, looked gratefully at Lin Xuan.

Yu Meiren and Bai Youran also came before Lin Xuan and slowly bowed: "Thank you, young master, for your assistance."

Their cheeks were flushed, and they looked at Lin Xuan with eyes full of admiration.

There was no other way; Lin Xuan’s previous action was nothing short of a hero saving a damsel in distress.

In their time of peril, Lin Xuan casually injured the enemy.

This kind of impact touched them deeply.

Moreover, Lin Xuan was powerful and exceptionally handsome, the very idol hero in young women’s hearts.

In addition to this world’s reverence for the strong, it was nothing surprising that Yu Meiren and Bai Youran held great admiration for Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan, however, smiled and said, "You’re welcome, it was just a small effort, not worth mentioning."

Having said that, Lin Xuan nodded slightly to them and turned to leave gracefully.

"Wait."

Seeing Lin Xuan about to leave, Yu Meiren and Bai Youran grew nervous, with a hint of urgency flashing in their beautiful eyes.

"May I know the young master’s name? Where are you from, so that I may repay you in the future?"

"No need," Lin Xuan shook his head slightly and turned to leave again.

Witnessing this, Yu Meiren and Bai Youran sighed, their faces showing deep disappointment.

The surrounding people, too, were heartbroken upon seeing this, knowing well that the two stunning beauties were still enamored with Lin Xuan.

It’s likely that others hardly stood a chance.

What shocked them even more was that Lin Xuan was unmoved, leaving straightforwardly without even leaving his name.

To think, these were two absolute beauties; if they beckoned, thousands of martial artists would fight for them.

Yet Lin Xuan left so decisively, without hesitation.

This left them profoundly astonished.

"Wait."

Just as everyone thought Lin Xuan was about to leave, a deep voice sounded.

Afterwards, several figures blocked his path.

Seeing those people, everyone was surprised, and Lin Xuan frowned slightly.

For in his way stood none other than Zhou Tian and several family disciples.

"What, not satisfied? You want to fight again?"

"But if we fight again, it won’t be just a simple injury this time!" Lin Xuan’s gaze was somewhat icy.

"No, you’ve misunderstood, we don’t intend to fight again."

Zhou Tian shook his head quickly, then said, "We just want to be friends with you."

"Yes, brother, where are you from? What is your name? Where is your sect located?"

"Why not come to our Zhou Family? I assure you, you will receive the best treatment."

"Rest assured, not as a slave, but as an honored guest!"

"Yes, our family will also treat you with the best of care, brother!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was astonished.

Lin Xuan was also surprised; he didn’t expect these family disciples were trying to win him over.

However, this was not his ambition, so he shook his head slightly.

"No need, I have other matters." He then flickered and disappeared from sight.

"Brother!"

The family disciples wanted to say more, but found that the figure had already vanished.

They couldn’t track him at all.

"What movement technique is that?" The group was shocked, eyes wide open; this movement technique exceeded their understanding.

Watching Lin Xuan’s departing figure, everyone’s emotions were mixed.

Yu Meiren and Bai Youran felt a bit downhearted.

Yu Meiren’s brother couldn’t bear it and consoled, "Sister, don’t lose heart. He is so formidable, perhaps he came for the Martial Arts Tournament."

"Yes, the Martial Arts Tournament!"

"He must have come for the Martial Arts Tournament!" Yu Meiren beamed with joy.

Beside her, Bai Youran’s eyes also sparkled with excitement.

Upon hearing this, the surrounding people nodded in agreement.

Indeed, with such a powerful appearance, he surely came for the Martial Arts Tournament.

Zhou Tian and the other family disciples nodded repeatedly, though they still wondered.

"But, which prince invited this expert?"

"Could it be the Third Prince?"

"It might also be the Eldest Prince; only they could invite such a young master."

Everyone nodded; they all planned to visit the Martial Arts Tournament, hoping to meet him.

Even if they couldn’t meet him, they would not miss such a grand event.

The Martial Arts Tournament wasn’t exactly as the public imagined; it didn’t involve rigorous arena duels.

It was more about a competition of strategies among the princes and princesses, and wouldn’t be staged as mere arena fights, but rather under the guise of friendly exchanges.

Yanbo Villa, a famous place within the Imperial City.

In fact, it’s an ancient city, with a history of thousands of years, said to have been built when the Da Xuan Empire was founded.

This year’s Martial Arts Tournament would be held in Yanbo Villa.

On this morning, the entire Imperial City was abuzz with excitement.

Many martial artists set off hurriedly toward Yanbo Villa.

They were too elated, worried that if they were late, they might not even get in through the gate due to the large crowds.

Yanbo Villa, grand and poetic, was surrounded by a layer of faint mist, adding to its overall mystique.

By early morning, Yanbo Villa was already bustling with people. Fortunately, it was large enough to accommodate them all.

Most of those who came to watch were young martial artists.

At this moment, it seemed all the elite geniuses of the Da Xuan Empire’s major families were present.

Not only that, genius martial artists from surrounding nations came too. Clearly, this was a rare extravaganza.

There were even betting activities, making the atmosphere exceptionally lively.

Of course, the favorite to win was Jiang Nantian, under the Third Prince’s command.

Along with Han Li, under the Eldest Prince’s command.

These two were known to be unrivaled among the younger generation of the Da Xuan Empire.

This Martial Arts Tournament was centered around these two’s reputations.

Amidst the crowd at Yanbo Villa, a fatty dressed in a golden robe scanned the surroundings.

He seemed to be looking for someone.

"Fatty Luo, what are you looking for? I bet you won’t find it!"

Beside him, a slightly built young man spoke with a smile.