Lately, several more Martial Saints had erged from the Mystic Realm.
Combined with those already present, the total count reached nine Martial Saints!
Even soone as powerful as Jimmy Ysabel couldn't stand against nine Martial Saints!
A group carrying mystical artifacts from the Mystic Realm made their way toward Nine Pinnacles Mountain!
Tranquility filled Nine Pinnacles Mountain.
I was still studying my dao technique.
This remained the crucial path to Martial Saint status and the sole approach.
Right then, I suddenly snapped my eyes open from my peaceful state.
"Hm?" I frowned slightly.
Sothing made my heart race wildly, and intense anxiety flooded through .
At that instant, I detected several auras moving toward Nine Pinnacles Mountain!
I wasn't the only one who felt this presence!
"Soone's approaching," Elena Green said quietly.
"I sense it too." Zora Solomon's expression hardened imdiately.
"They're finally acting." Bella Tad drew a deep breath, his fighting spirit clear.
Jimmy Ysabel, who'd been working the fields, set down his hoe as well.
He sighed softly, gazing into the distance and muttering: "What must co, will co."
I bolted from my room, scanning everyone and shouting, "All of you need to hide right now!"
"Hide? Where? Since they're here, let's battle them!" Bella Tad roared.
But I responded coldly, "Victory depends on the Martial Saints. You can't fight them."
"Mason Raymond speaks the truth."
Now Jimmy Ysabel stepped forward slowly.
"Everyone, get inside the house imdiately," Jimmy Ysabel said quietly.
I shouted urgently, "What are you waiting for? Get hidden now!"
The group clenched their teeth, and though reluctant, they began moving toward the house.
"You should go as well." Jimmy Ysabel turned to then.
I shook my head quickly and said, "Senior, I can face one Martial Saint, at least help lighten your load."
"Not needed, one more or less changes nothing," Jimmy Ysabel shook his head.
I started to speak, but Jimmy Ysabel raised his hand to stop .
"This is my dao technique, my purpose for being here. Go," Jimmy Ysabel said quietly.
I froze, gritted my teeth, then bowed. "Senior, stay safe."
With that, I retreated quickly into the room.
Everyone hid inside, but their eyes stayed fixed on the window.
"I pray Senior Jimmy Ysabel stays safe," Pearson Bowman said, worry creasing his brow.
I stayed quiet, though I hated admitting it—facing so many Martial Saints wouldn't be simple.
"Let's hope for the best..." I sighed softly.
——
At Nine Pinnacles Mountain's base.
Garcia Coleman led the nine Martial Saints up the slope.
Each step felt like it crushed everyone's hearts, the pressure overwhelming.
"Young Master Garcia." Star spoke up then, seeming ready to say sothing.
But Garcia Coleman replied coldly, "Uncle Star, if you still call my father friend, say nothing."
Star could only sigh faintly and stay silent.
Soon, Garcia Coleman reached the summit.
His gaze swept the mountaintop and fixed on Jimmy Ysabel.
Jimmy Ysabel sat peacefully, eyes half-shut, still radiating a sage's aura.
Garcia Coleman sneered, walking straight to Jimmy Ysabel. "Jimmy Ysabel, they took the Capital City Martial Arts Association, which ans death. You know this, right?"
Jimmy Ysabel sat quietly with half-closed eyes, saying nothing.
Garcia Coleman went on, "If you're smart, hand them over."
Jimmy Ysabel remained silent.
Garcia Coleman snorted lightly, "You know the penalty for hiding criminals, don't you?"
At this, Jimmy Ysabel finally spoke.
He looked at Garcia Coleman. "Does today's Capital City Martial Arts Association still have authority to judge people?"
Garcia Coleman's eyes narrowed as he scoffed, "So you won't hand them over?"
"So things need no asking," Jimmy Ysabel shook his head.
"Perfect!" Garcia Coleman seed pleased with this answer.
He bent to Jimmy Ysabel's ear and whispered, "I actually hoped you wouldn't hand them over, because then I'd have no excuse to kill you..."
After saying this, Garcia Coleman stepped back.
He stared coldly at Jimmy Ysabel. "Jimmy Ysabel is hiding criminals, making him guilty too! Everyone, take him!"
The nine Martial Saints moved forward together!
Frost Kendrick, who'd failed last ti, looked eager to prove himself. He stepped toward Jimmy Ysabel first.
"You people who never entered the Mystic Realm dare challenge us. I really wonder... where you get such nerve!"
With Frost Kendrick's angry shout, he suddenly made a fist and swung at Jimmy Ysabel's face!
Jimmy Ysabel didn't budge. He swept his sleeve and powerful energy both soft and hard burst forth!
The force in Frost Kendrick's punch dissolved instantly under the gentle power! But the hard force crashed into Frost Kendrick's chest!
"Thud, thud, thud!"
Frost Kendrick staggered back several steps, blood spurting from his mouth!
Several ribs cracked, and blood poured out heavily.
"Damn!" Frost Kendrick raged, his aura flaring even stronger!
"Pathetic." But Garcia Coleman glanced at him coldly, mockery in his eyes.
"We didn't co here today to ss around."
Saul Baton clapped and laughed, "Young Master Garcia's right. I say we all attack together, finish quickly and kill Jimmy Ysabel."
Garcia Coleman looked at Saul Baton and nodded slightly. "Agreed, everyone, attack together!"
With the order given, eight Martial Saints moved toward Jimmy Ysabel at once, only Star staying beside Garcia Coleman.
Facing the eight Martial Saints, Jimmy Ysabel stayed calm.
As if he'd long expected this result, he seed to have accepted his destiny, fearless before life and death.
But inside the room, my face and the others' turned extrely grim!
Eight Martial Saints—no matter how capable Jimmy Ysabel was, how could he handle them all!
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