Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

However, there were still some netizens who chose to believe, and for a moment, online opinion formed two factions.

One side began to suspect that the previous news was exaggerated and fake, while the other still chose to believe that the strong man was a true warrior who could defeat those people from Korea.

For a while, the online debate was heated, but the Korean folks remained extremely arrogant. As time passed, the atmosphere online grew more subdued, and the discourse began to overwhelmingly lean to one side.

Nevertheless, a small fraction of people chose to believe and support, as everyone admires heroism. Huaxia was currently facing a predicament and needed a hero to turn the tide.

And now, that mysterious warrior was the hero in everyone’s heart, hoping he could appear and once again defeat the arrogant Korean people.

But this person had yet to appear, and most people were starting to feel disappointed.

"Old Xiao, stop hiding it. Just tell everyone, what is that person’s identity and where are they? This is no longer just an issue for our Martial Arts Association; it concerns the entire Huaxia’s reputation."

In the Martial Arts Association of East River City, Chairman Yuan Shijie said anxiously.

Currently, the Korea Taekwondo Association’s people had not only swept through their Martial Arts Association, but the martial artists sent to challenge them had also been defeated, tarnishing the prestige of Huaxia, and turning its traditional martial arts into a joke. The situation was urgent.

Military Commander Xiao shook his head and said, "It’s not that I don’t want to say, but those two are like a divine dragon only showing its head, hard to find anywhere!"

"Why don’t you go out and look around again, maybe you could run into him?" someone suggested.

"What’s the use of running into him? The online uproar is deafening, and he must already be aware. He’s probably scared to appear. The people who came this time are not ordinary folks like last time; they are real experts. Even if Ye Qingfeng and that strong man show up, what good would it do?"

At this moment, a muscular man spoke up.

His name was Yu Guang, a recent member of the Martial Artists Association. He came from the military and had a keen interest in martial arts. He joined the Martial Artists Association after hearing about its newfound fame, but hadn’t witnessed the battle firsthand.

Military Commander Xiao’s face turned angry instantly. In his heart, Ye Qingfeng was quite formidable, capable of training the Demon-slaying Team, a super warrior group.

No doubt about their strength.

His disciples had saved the Huaxia Martial Arts Association at a critical moment, and naturally, he didn’t like them being looked down upon by a newcomer.

"Yu Guang, you haven’t witnessed that battle, and you don’t understand. That strong man was indeed formidable, single-handedly sweeping through the entire Taekwondo Association. He must be a very powerful martial artist."

Yuan Shijie immediately shook his head, patiently explaining.

"As for Ye Qingfeng, he’s said to be the master of that strong man, and definitely even more powerful. If they were willing to appear, they could certainly defeat those few from Korea!"

Once Yuan Shijie finished speaking, the rest of the Martial Arts Association members nodded in agreement. They had witnessed Zhong Ming’s battle and were convinced of his strength.

"Hmph, you haven’t seen real martial artists and don’t know the situation. Martial artist cultivation only gets stronger. According to what you say, that Ye Qingfeng is merely a young man in his early twenties. How powerful can he be? So many middle-aged martial artists went up to challenge and failed, are they all useless?"

Yu Guang paid no mind to the expressions on the Martial Arts Association members’ faces and sharply retorted.

He was from the military, with a fiery temper, unwavering in his stance.

With Yu Guang’s words, the crowd started to feel he had a point. Indeed, Ye Qingfeng was too young. No matter how gifted, he couldn’t be overly powerful, and even if he did show up, a turnaround seemed unlikely.

His disciple seemed to be only around thirty years old, and this time the Korean side included hidden elderly experts, undoubtedly seasoned cultivators.

Thinking this way, the atmosphere at the Martial Artists Association immediately grew even grimmer. Was it possible for a massive nation like Huaxia, to be provoked like this without any ability to respond?

Compared to the upheaval in the mortal world, the Martial Artist World was quite placid, much less sensitive to information from the outside world.

Moreover, under the restraint of the country and sects, they weren’t allowed to casually intervene.

Since Korea sent martial artists, the government would certainly engage in diplomatic discussions. It wasn’t their place to intervene, and given Huaxia’s gentle diplomatic methods, they could only verbally spar with Korea slowly. The Korean folks were likely to stay arrogant for quite some time.

At this moment, in an ordinary dormitory in Qingyun City Normal College.

"Liuying, why are you still looking at this news? Now our Huaxia has no one stepping up, and the Korean people are incredibly arrogant. It’s infuriating to watch, I don’t even bother caring anymore."

A slightly chubby girl was brushing her teeth, walking up behind a long-haired girl as she spoke.

Wang Liuying was sitting in a chair, propping her head up with one hand, browsing the news on her computer.

"No, the mysterious warrior hasn’t shown up yet, right? Once he appears, maybe he could turn the tables." Wang Liuying shook her head and said.

"Hah, you believe that? It’s just exaggerated by unethical media, and besides, this kind of thing doesn’t really concern us, why get so worked up over it."

Xiao Mei went to the balcony to rinse. Spitting out the mouthwash, she said mirthfully.

"You can’t say that; it concerns the dignity of Huaxia. The Koreans are too arrogant; I hope someone can teach them a harsh lesson."

Wang Liuying responded.

"Haha, keep dreaming about your hero. Do you think someone like that mysterious figure can appear anytime?" Xiao Mei laughed from outside.

Speaking of that mysterious person, Wang Liuying was immediately moved. That person was indeed a hero, saving her in the darkness.

"If he could show up, he would surely defeat those Korean challengers, right?" Wang Liuying thought to herself.

She clicked an old news article, one with very few views. Instinctively scrolling down, a photo suddenly appeared before her, leaving her stunned.

"Xiao Mei, come and take a look quickly!" Wang Liuying exclaimed in panic.

"What is it?" Xiao Mei asked curiously, walking over and immediately seeing the photo on Wang Liuying’s computer.

"What is this? You can’t even make out the silhouette."

She saw the viral photo of the warrior saluting someone, but only the mysterious warrior’s back could be seen.

Moreover, the photo was somewhat blurry, and the person being saluted was also indistinct, barely discernible as a young man.

"Xiao Mei, don’t you think this person looks very similar..." Wang Liuying paused, "to the person who rescued us before?"