The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 891: Return the Tranquility to My Capital City

Chapter 891: Chapter 891: Return the Tranquility to My Capital City

Although Dragon Group’s members are not as strong as Ning Fan, they have a large number of personnel and various high-tech means at their disposal.

While they may not be able to take on Ning Fan and Long Yun, it’s not difficult for them to protect oblivious bystanders from their overflowing residual power.

After bidding farewell to Chen Yi, Lu Tong returned to Lian Hongyi’s side, lit a cigarette, and said with a worried frown, "Damn it, with so many people showing up, if it really comes to a point where things get out of control, can we really hold them back?"

He wasn’t originally worried, but ever since he witnessed Ning Fan losing control and wreak havoc at Dragon Group’s base, he had been feeling quite apprehensive.

Could the blood-drenched Ning Fan still be considered human?

Hearing this, Lian Hongyi also took a drag of his cigarette and sighed, "What else can we do? Do you think we can just do nothing?"

They are Dragon Group, and Dragon Group’s duty is to protect ordinary people and maintain local stability.

The battle between Ning Fan and Long Yun would definitely not be a small affair, and even they might not be able to withstand it.

But even if they could withstand it, they had to do so!

Otherwise, the aftermath of the battle could engulf the entire Capital City!

"Quit the chatter, hurry up and do a patrol, get the surrounding defense equipment in place!"

This time, they brought along the latest technology they’d researched, capable of containing the residual power of the fight within a certain area.

They had planned to conduct several more tests, but upon learning that Long Yun was going to duel with Ning Fan, they did not care about anything else and hurriedly brought the devices out for use.

Otherwise, it would be nearly impossible for manpower alone to block the leftover power.

The strength of both individuals had nearly reached the peak of the Secular World, and ordinary methods were useless against them.

Jeeps raced from a distance and stopped at the outskirts of the Nine Dragons Arena.

A large number of Dragon Group members jumped out of the vehicles and began installing energy-dispersing devices around the area.

Soon, black iron blocks resembling ground stakes were placed on the ground one after another.

Just then, a gale suddenly swept across the sky.

Countless birds filled the sky, and colorful auspicious clouds spread across the horizon as if signaling the arrival of good omens.

Following them was a presence so overpowering it slowly enveloped the entire Nine Dragons Arena.

"It’s Long Yun!"

"The great hero Long has arrived!"

"Long Yun! I love you aah!"

The enthusiastic cheers exploded around the Nine Dragons Arena like a tidal wave.

Countless martial artists looked feverishly at the sky, waving their arms and yelling at the top of their lungs.

The noble families of The Greatest Eight also straightened up, their eyes excitedly fixed on the horizon.

Whoosh!

A slender figure flitted across rooftops and in the blink of an eye, had already reached the Nine Dragons Arena.

Dressed in coarse hemp clothes, with a resolute face and eyes brimming with brilliance, he seemed to shine like the stars.

This unassuming body hid unimaginable, terrifying power!

Here stood Capital City’s top fighter, Long Yun!

People looked at Long Yun on the stage with fanatical expressions, chanting his name over and over.

The sounds merged into a deafening wave, overwhelming and tumultuous.

Long Yun stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze calm, peacefully accepting the cheers and adulation of the crowd.

He had occupied the position of Capital City’s strongest for far too long and had long been accustomed to being adored by ordinary people.

Long Yun surveyed the crowd and slowly said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I, Long, have been in seclusion for many years, never expecting that a reckless thug would emerge in Capital City!"

"He brutally killed members of the Li Family and the He Family, and without any regard in Capital City, he provoked and murdered other innocents!"

"Such a wicked and violent fellow, I, Long, will certainly not let off easily; today I strike to suppress him!"

"To return Capital City to its peaceful state!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they once again triggered the crowd’s cheers, stirring up a tsunami of applause!

"Well done, Lord Long Yun!"

"Worthy of being Lord Long Yun, that’s a true martial artist!"

"Lord Long Yun will surely win! Surely win!"

Chen Yi wanted to argue back, but in the face of such momentum, she was like a solitary boat on the ocean, without any ability to contend.

As for Lian Hongyi and others, although they knew that Long Yun was probably deceived by The Greatest Eight, they could not point it out at this time.

"No way, has Long Yun, after so many years of cultivation, cultivated his intellect into his asshole?" Lu Tong spat out in disbelief, "Just The Greatest Eight’s petty tricks, and they’ve fooled him?"

"You can say that louder." Sun Wan said expressionlessly, "Better yet, go say it among those fans of Long Yun, and I guarantee arranging for you a grand funeral."

Lu Tong looked at the nearly mad martial artists and couldn’t help but shiver.

Their strength might not be great, but they were numerous.

Even he did not have the capability to fight against so many.

"No helping it, Long Yun has been in seclusion for many years, his impression of these noble families still lies in the time before he went into seclusion," Lian Hongyi said indifferently with a cigarette in his mouth, "Back then, the noble families weren’t like this."

Any noble family or power, when just established, did not have as many dirty and troublesome affairs.

At that time, they all struggled and toiled for a single unified goal.

Unfortunately, with the passing of the older generation, the younger ones had no idea what the elders were striving for.

The second generation engaged in cunning schemes and struggles for power, and the even younger generation indulged in pleasure, lacking any ambition or drive for progress.

The saying goes, wealth does not survive three generations, and this is exactly why.

"The once Greatest Eight has now turned into The Greatest Seven," Lian Hongyi narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "If these noble families do not wake up, it may not be long before they turn into The Greatest Six, Five, or even... it is possible that all noble families will cease to exist."

With Ning Fan’s strength, if Long Yun were to lose, it would be easy for him to sweep away The Greatest Eight Families.