"What on earth is going on?"
Everyone had noticed the anomaly with the Martial God.
Since the battle more than 70 years ago, the name of the Martial God had resonated throughout the Second World. For global psychics, mutants, and the like, apart from a few high-ranking experts of the same level, almost everyone else lost their courage at the mere mention of the Martial God’s name.
The Martial God had always been unfazed in the face of any adversity, even when confronting a certain captain from Longxia, he had never shown the slightest hint of cowardice.
But now, they could clearly see not only shock but also a hint of fear on the face of the Martial God.
"Why is the Martial God constantly staring at that symbol?" Someone keenly noticed that the Martial God’s gaze was fixed on an inconspicuous emblem on the hem of Zhang Menglong’s clothing.
It was a symbol similar to a Hexagram, with the heads of two beast-like creatures on either side, apparently the brand logo of the clothing.
"What’s his situation?" asked Zhang Menglong, completely puzzled as he stared at the Martial God. He could no longer use Xiong Ba’s power, and by himself, he had no way to confront the Martial God. He had even prepared to call Ye Yin to help him fight, and had even started fabricating Ye Yin’s background.
Who knew that the situation would deviate entirely from the script, with the Martial God getting scared silly just by seeing the logo on his clothes. What was this maneuver?
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"Ye Yin, what exactly is this thing?" asked Zhang Menglong curiously. "If I remember correctly, every piece of my clothing has one of these symbols. Isn’t this the logo of my family’s private clothing workshop?"
As for this emblem, Zhang Menglong had never paid much attention to it, even many of the servants and employees in his household had this symbol on their clothing.
The Martial God got freaked out by a logo?
"Mr. Zhang, this is not some clothing workshop’s logo, this is your family’s clan emblem!" said Ye Yin seriously, "This symbol has been around for more than 4000 years, and it is a symbol of your family’s honor and history."
"What the fuck, our family has a clan emblem?"
"Even those small families with only a hundred or two hundred years of history have their own clan emblems, how could your family not have one?" Ye Yin laughed, "If it weren’t for your ancestors’ lack of ambition, the whole world would have been unified thousands of years ago."
Ye Yin continued, "You might have never noticed, but ordinary employees and staff aren’t entitled to wear clothes bearing the clan emblem; only those who have truly become part of the Zhang Family are awarded the honor of wearing the clan emblem."
"The clan emblems also vary in rank; Mr. Zhang, you being a direct descendant of the Zhang Family, yours is of the highest grade. The use of the two beast heads is also the highest rank specified in the family genealogy, others are not entitled to use these beast heads on their emblems."
"Well, that’s really something," Zhang Menglong’s attention returned to the Martial God. "Could he recognize my family’s clan emblem? But even if he recognizes it, there’s no need to be scared like this, right?"
"As for the matters of the Martial God’s era, I really don’t know. Please wait a moment, I will have Ms. Hong Yi look into it!"
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Yin Wuyi had indeed recognized the emblem. A memory that had been buried for over 70 years suddenly emerged from his mind.
That day had determined the fate of Huaxia’s future. Yin Wuyi and Meng Tianhe, the current captain of Longxia, had challenged 16 experts from the world’s powerful nations of the Second World.
At that time, one of them was a Mythical Realm Level Seven Ancient Martial Artist and the other was a Level Seven God-tier Psychic, representing the highest combat power of Huaxia’s Second World at the time.
However, their opponents were no less formidable; among these 16 enemies, 12 were high-ranking experts of the same level as them, and the remaining four were only slightly weaker.
This was Huaxia’s last chance. If it had been one-on-one, they were confident they wouldn’t lose to anyone, but 2 against 16, their defeat was merely a matter of time, they had not even considered the possibility of surviving!
Actually, that battle was not initiated by the two of them, but by 16 superpower individuals from the major powers as a final opportunity for Huaxia; if the people of Huaxia won, they would leave Huaxia, but if the two of them lost, then this 5000-year-old civilization would utterly sink.
So in this war, there was no room for retreat!
The battle was extremely brutal; just at the outset, Yin Wuyi and Meng Tianhe were severely injured, but together they managed a desperate strike that instantly killed those four Level Six peak Divine Technician Psychic users and super Mutants.
But with just this single clash, they almost lost all mobility; Yin Wuyi’s chest bone was shattered by a super Psychic from Europe, known as Thor, and the powerful electric current left his entire body paralyzed.
Meng Tianhe was impaled by a Level Four weapon, which was a mythological weapon from the West, the Lance of Archinus!
This spear possessed a kind of energy that devoured life force; if it weren’t for the fact that the life force of a Divine Technician Psychic was extremely resilient, he might have died within seconds of the spear penetrating his body.
However, those 12 super-elite fighters from the major powers at most suffered some minor injuries, and the battle seemed almost devoid of suspense.
But what they didn’t expect was an uninvited guest entering their battleground, a man with handsome features who was unmistakably from Huaxia, dressed in a thick down jacket, wearing glasses, and standing on a snowboard as though he was skiing in the Himalayas. Stay connected via freewebnovel
This scene completely baffled them; although they were not fighting at Mount Everest, this area was still at an altitude of over 6000 meters, who in their right mind would ski there? In an era with such primitive technological equipment, it was outrageous enough for an ordinary person to climb such heights, let alone to ski—that was courting death!
Who knew this Huaxia man would take off his ski mask and start cursing, saying that their fight had triggered an avalanche, completely ruining the skiing area he had been searching for days, and telling them to get lost immediately!
A super Psychic from Germany acted right on the spot, as killing an ordinary Huaxia person in their eyes was no different from killing a chicken.
This German super Psychic was known as the King of Ice and Snow, specializing in ice and snow Supernatural Abilities, with abilities so strong that a mere thought could freeze thousands of miles, turning everything into ice sculptures.
However, before this young man, his abilities completely failed!
What followed was a scene Yin Wuyi would never forget for the rest of his life!
With just a glance from this young man, a giant Ice and Snow Giant hundreds of feet tall rose from the mountainside and with a single punch, turned this so-called King of Ice and Snow into a pile of smashed flesh.
Who was the King of Ice and Snow? A Level Seven super Psychic, renowned worldwide among super Psychics as a mighty force, yet he was killed by a mere glance from an unknown young man. Wouldn’t that scare you?
The group of Divine Technician Psychics and super Mutants from the Western powers assumed this young man was a high-level reinforcement from Huaxia, and they launched a ferocious attack on him simultaneously.
But the young man just gave a cold laugh, a golden Illusory Sword hundreds of feet long descended from the sky, nearly splitting the entire mountain range in two, and even the geological upheavals created another massive peak.
As for the group of Mutants and Psychics, not even their bones could be found.
For Yin Wuyi and Meng Tianhe, the arrival of this mysterious young man was nothing short of a divine weapon descending from the heavens. With these superpowers gone, the other second world humans from these powers posed almost no threat at all.
They informed the young man of the entire incident and thanked him for his intervention, but the young man simply did not care and told them emphatically not to tell anyone that he was responsible for this before he left.
After some discussion between them, they finally decided to keep the identity of this mysterious young man a secret, taking all the events upon themselves.
The young man did not leave his name, and his face was covered with snow, which made it difficult to see clearly; the only thing they remembered was the emblem on his clothes.
Over 70 years passed, Yin Wuyi became a Martial God and had nearly forgotten about that incident and that person. The story of that great battle had been told thousands of times, and subconsciously, they themselves had become the protagonists of the story.
Today, that emblem appeared once again!