Urban Martial Saint

Following Shen Da's action, all of the Shen Family people knelt on the ground. For Shen Tianjun, everyone in the Shen Family had immense respect and admiration, and each willingly knelt down!

Seeing this movement from the Shen Family people made Wang Tian'an flustered again, but he quickly turned into a fierce look and said, "I don't believe it, it can't be Shen Tianjun, it's definitely someone trying to trick me. Hmph, tonight, regardless, I have to exterminate your Shen Family. All of you, attack with me and kill all the Shen Family people."

The people from the Western Province looked at Wang Tian'an but not a single one dared to make a move. Wang Tian'an was furious and yelled, "What are you standing there for? Strike, kill them! What are you afraid of? Even if Shen Tianjun really did come back, how could he handle fifty or sixty of us alone? How could we not overpower an old coot like him?"

The people from the Western Province looked at each other, actually moved by Wang Tian'an's words. Xu Cunxiao was the first to clench his teeth, grab a longsword beside him, and charge forward, exclaiming furiously, "Kill them all, even if Shen Tianjun returns, kill him too!"

As Xu Cunxiao spoke, he grabbed the longsword and ran towards Ye Qing. The person he most wanted to kill was actually Ye Qing. Because Ye Qing had severed his brother Xu Cunzhi's arm, a score he had always kept in his heart.

However, he had only run a few steps when another small stone came whistling in, striking right on his knee. Xu Cunxiao was mid-sprint when he fell to the ground, clutching his knee and crying out loudly in pain. The small stone had completely shattered his knee, showing how terrifying the force behind it was!

"Pretending to be gods and ghosts, I don't believe it!" Wang Tian'an also grabbed a cutlass and was about to run forward when suddenly, a sigh rang out.

"Ah!"

The sound was not loud, yet it echoed throughout the venue, and everyone heard it clearly.

"It's Father, it really is Father!" Shen Da, even more excited, immediately recognized that the one sighing indeed was Shen Tianjun.

Sha Men and the people from the Western Province all nervously watched the entrance; Shen Da was sure, so it seemed that Shen Tianjun really had returned.

Not long after the sigh faded away, two figures finally entered through the doors of the main hall. An old man and a young girl – the old man tall and stately, the girl ethereal as if a Heavenly Immortal, except her eyes lacked any light, revealing her to be a blind girl.

Seeing the old man, all of the Shen Family members were dumbstruck, especially Shen Da, who watched as the elder walked into the hall, at a loss for words for a moment.

"Father..." Shen Er, with tears streaming down his face, knelt on the ground and shuffled forward a few steps, then suddenly cried out loudly, "Father!"

The Shen Family people were all crying bitterly at once, and Shen Da, in particular, ran over and knelt in front of the old man, saying, "Father, you... you've finally come back!"

This old man was none other than the Head of the Xihang Shen Family, the Southern Fist King Shen Tianjun, a legend of the martial arts world who had disappeared for over twenty years!

Seeing Shen Tianjun, all of the Shen Family people were overcome with excitement and joy, while the people from Sha Men felt somewhat awkward. However, those from the Western Province were truly tormented. Although Shen Tianjun was merely an old man, the power contained within his aged body commanded respect from everyone present!

"Stand up!" Shen Tianjun gently patted Shen Da's shoulder and said, "You're the oldest of this generation in the Shen Family, you must set an example for everyone. The Shen Family needs you to stand firm, you cannot kneel!"

"Yes!" Shen Da nodded, stood up, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, his face still filled with excitement and elation.

Shen Tianjun's gaze swept over all the Shen Family people who were looking at him with equal excitement. Shen Tianjun was the spiritual pillar of the Shen Family, an existence revered and esteemed by all. With Shen Tianjun's return, the Shen Family people felt only excitement and pride. With Shen Tianjun, the Shen Family had the right to be proudly prominent in the Southern Six Provinces!

Shen Tianjun nodded at everyone and then turned around to face the people from the Western Province, sighing lightly and saying, "I really didn't want to come out. I just wanted you to recognize the difficulty and withdraw. I didn't expect that, Wang Tian'an, your heart demon would be so severe. It seems that if I didn't appear, it would be impossible after all!"

Looking at Shen Tianjun, Wang Tian'an no longer bore the arrogance he had before. He was genuinely frightened. Yet, he still forced himself to say out loud, "Shen Tianjun, even if you've appeared, so what? Do you really think I'm afraid of you? Let me tell you, with so many of us from the Western Province, and you just one man, we could drown you with spit alone, and you... you can't change the fate of the Shen Family being exterminated!"

"Is that so?" Shen Tianjun chuckled lightly, shaking his head and saying, "I heard just now that you also want to kill Helian Tiehua?"

"So what if it's true?" Wang Tian'an shouted loudly. "Since I dare to challenge the Shen Family, I'm not afraid to speak plainly. Once I obliterate your Shen Family and unify the underground forces of the Southern Six Provinces, even if Helian Tiehua does not come to find me, I will surely seek him out. Hmph, all you so-called peak masters, I will kill you one by one!" Thɪs chapter is updated by NovᴇlFirᴇ.ɴet

"Ah!" Shen Tianjun sighed and said, "You are still too young. Do you really think that just because you have the numbers, you can do as you please? What do these fifty or sixty of you amount to? Even if you had five hundred or six hundred, in my eyes, it would be useless!"

Shen Tianjun's words were incredibly domineering, and the people of the Shen Family, hearing this, were all excited. Apart from a high-level master like Southern Fist King Shen Tianjun, who else could say such a thing?

"Shen Tianjun, have you spent the past twenty years primarily practicing bragging?" Wang Tian'an burst out laughing. "Our fifty or sixty against one of you, if we don't beat you to death, we'll exhaust you to death. What can you compare with us? And five hundred or six hundred people? If five or six hundred people each just urinated, they'd wash you away!"

"It seems you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin," Shen Tianjun slowly shook his head, turned around, walked to the wall behind him, took down the Five-Colored Spirit Snake Sword, and casually tossed it to Wang Tian'an.

Wang Tian'an hurriedly reached out to catch it, but just as the Five-Colored Spirit Snake Sword was about to reach his hand, the sword suddenly dropped down as if something was pulling it, causing him to grasp at thin air. The Five-Colored Spirit Snake Sword fell to the ground in front of him while Wang Tian'an still maintained the posture of reaching for something, which made him incredibly embarrassed.

Embarrassed as he was, Wang Tian'an still picked up the Five-Colored Spirit Snake Sword from the ground, held it in his hand, and watched Shen Tianjun warily.

The onlookers from the Shen Family and the Sha Men were all amazed at this scene; Shen Tianjun's control over his strength was just too precise. The most crucial point was the need for a gentle force to pull the Five-Colored Spirit Snake Sword down midflight, which was extremely difficult to achieve. Everyone present knew very well that even if they trained for another ten or twenty years, they would definitely not be able to do it!

Shen Tianjun walked leisurely up to Wang Tian'an, looked at him calmly, and said, "I am giving you a chance now. Within three moves, I will neither dodge nor fight back. If you can injure me, from this day forward, the Shen Family will follow your orders. But if you cannot injure me, I hope that, starting today, you will never set foot in Xi Hang again."

"Father..." Shen Da was anxious. If Shen Tianjun neither dodges nor fights back, it means just standing there and taking hits. How could this be acceptable? The Five-Colored Spirit Snake Sword in Wang Tian'an's hand was a famed instrument capable of cutting through steel. If Shen Tianjun just stood there and took the hit, it would be courting death.

However, Wang Tian'an's face lit up with excitement and he said loudly, "Alright, remember, you said it. Three moves, no dodging or fighting back, right?"

"Indeed!" Shen Tianjun nodded and confirmed.

"Hahaha, Shen Tianjun, aren't you a bit too arrogant?" Wang Tian'an laughed. "Not dodging or fighting back, even a child could kill you. Shen Tianjun, you're seeking your own death. You can't blame me for this!"

As he spoke, Wang Tian'an gripped the Five-Colored Spirit Snake Sword tightly and chopped it down towards Shen Tianjun's shoulder. He didn't aim to kill right away because his main intention was to test and see if Shen Tianjun was deceiving him.

In fact, Shen Tianjun did exactly as he had said, not dodging or striking back. As Wang Tian'an's blow looked certain to land on his shoulder, he still didn't move, appearing as if he was intending to endure the hit with his shoulder.

The people of the Shen Family watched with clenched fists, Shen Da trembling all over, wishing he could go push Shen Tianjun away. If the hit landed, his shoulder would likely be dislocated!

Seeing that Shen Tianjun truly had no intention to dodge, Wang Tian'an became even more excited, put all his strength into the blow, ready to cripple Shen Tianjun's right arm in one go.

Yet, when the Five-Colored Spirit Snake Sword was just an inch away from Shen Tianjun's shoulder, a miracle occurred. The Five-Colored Spirit Snake Sword, astonishingly, did not continue its descent. Or rather, Wang Tian'an simply couldn't bring it down any further. The sword seemed to have met an invisible wall and hovered right at one inch from Shen Tianjun's shoulder, unable to advance even a fraction further, let alone injure Shen Tianjun!

Everyone watched this scene in shock. It looked just like a magic trick. But, as unbelievable as it was, it happened. Wang Tian'an gripped the sword with both hands, his face turning red with exertion, but he still couldn't advance it even a hair's breadth further.

Shen Tianjun, on the other hand, stood with his hands behind his back, his expression as calm as still water, as if nothing had happened, and calmly said to Wang Tian'an, "That's one move!"

Wang Tian'an's face changed drastically, and he fiercely yanked back the Five-Colored Spirit Snake Sword. Clutching the hilt with both hands, he shouted, gathered all his strength, and chopped down towards Shen Tianjun's head. This time, he held nothing back, intending to kill Shen Tianjun in one stroke. The power was immense; the sword hadn't yet reached its target, but the sword qi had already surged forward. However, as it reached the surroundings of Shen Tianjun, the sword qi seemed to disappear as if into the sea, not even stirring his clothes.

Then, the Five-Colored Spirit Snake Sword came chopping down. But this time it was no different from the previous attempt; the sword again hung suspended in the air, unable to move a millimeter further!