After descending the mountain, my aloof fiancée became completely devoted to me.

To him, the mere Mountain-Suppressing King, with his cultivation at the half-step Grandmaster level, was like an ant or a blade of grass, easily crushed with a flick of his wrist, and not worth his advance preparations or serious preparation.

I didn't sleep all night, and then it suddenly got light.

The life-or-death pact at Blackrock Valley has arrived as scheduled!

At the foot of the vast Black Rock Valley, a sea of ​​people gathered. All the martial arts families, noble families, and top martial artists of Jiangcheng were present, and everyone was watching closely, waiting for the life-or-death battle between Lin Ping and the Mountain-Suppressing King.

Everyone held their breath and waited, discussing among themselves. The Mountain Guardian King was already sitting on the high platform in the valley, dressed in a martial arts robe, his aura intimidating, waiting for Lin Ping to come to the appointment, wanting to personally kill him and make a name for himself in Jiangcheng.

Time ticked by, and everyone waited and waited, but Lin Ping's figure was nowhere to be seen, causing an uproar in the room.

"Why hasn't Lin Ping arrived yet? Could it be that he's afraid of the Mountain-Suppressing King and doesn't dare to come?"

"After all, the Mountain-Suppressing King is a half-step Grandmaster, with unparalleled strength. Even if he has some skill, he wouldn't dare to confront him head-on!"

"If he doesn't keep his promise, he'll be a laughingstock in Jiangcheng's martial arts world for the rest of his life, never to be able to hold his head up again!"

Rumors spread and doubts arose one after another.

Shen Aoxue stood at the front of the crowd, anxious and impatient. She waited for Lin Ping but he never came. Her heart tightened for no reason. Ignoring the gazes of the crowd, she turned around and quickly returned to the Shen family and went straight to Lin Ping's bedroom.

The door was gently pushed open, and the room was completely quiet.

The scene before her eyes left Shen Aoxue stunned, feeling both annoyed and amused, her anxiety instantly turning into helplessness.

Lin Ping lay on the bed, his posture languid, his eyebrows relaxed, sleeping soundly, completely unaware of the highly anticipated life-or-death battle in Black Rock Valley. The outside world's uproar and expectations had nothing to do with him.

Who would have thought that the peerless emperor who dominated Jiangcheng and swept through the Feng family would be soundly asleep in his room on the day of the life-or-death battle, so calm and collected?

"Lin Ping, wake up."

Shen Aoxue walked slowly to the bedside, called him softly, her tone full of helplessness, but a gentle smile unconsciously appeared on her lips. She was both amused and exasperated by his nonchalant attitude, yet she was helpless against him.

"The Battle of Blackrock Valley is about to begin. Everyone is waiting for you. If you don't go now, it will be too late."

Lin Ping slowly opened his eyes. There was no trace of the confusion of just waking up in his eyes. They were still clear and deep, but they revealed a bit of laziness and impatience. He exuded a faint anger at being woken up.

He had no interest in this boring competition to begin with. If it weren't for worldly disputes, he wouldn't have even shown up. Now, being woken up from his sleep, he looked unwilling and his aura was low.

"understood."

Lin Ping gave a lazy reply, and looking at Shen Aoxue, whose brows were anxious and whose cheeks were delicate, his impatience subsided a little. He slowly got up, picked up his clothes, and put them on slowly and deliberately.

Dressed in simple casual clothes, he had no martial arts aura whatsoever. He looked ordinary and unremarkable, just an average person who would be lost in a crowd. This perfectly matched the image of a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Shen Aoxue shook her head helplessly and followed him out the door, heading towards the foot of Black Rock Valley.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the valley, two uniformed security guards who were guarding the mountain gate immediately stopped Lin Ping. They looked him up and down at his simple clothes with disdain and contempt, and then reprimanded him.

"Halt! This is the Black Rock Valley martial arts gathering in Jiangcheng. Unauthorized personnel are prohibited from entering!"

"Judging by your sloppy attire, you're just a passerby looking for trouble. Get out of the way and don't get in the way. This place is full of Jiangcheng's elites and dignitaries; it's not a place for you!"

The security guard was arrogant and didn't take the seemingly ordinary young man seriously at all. He assumed that the young man was just an insignificant ordinary person, blocked the intersection, and refused to let him pass, speaking with extreme contempt.

Shen Aoxue immediately stepped forward, her expression slightly grim, and explained, "This is Lin Ping, the one who will fight the King of Zhenshan today. Please let us in."

"Lin Ping?"

The two security guards exchanged a glance and immediately burst into laughter, their faces full of mockery and their tone utterly contemptuous.

"Him? He dares to call himself Lin Ping? Don't be ridiculous!"

"That expert who dared to duel with the Mountain-Suppressing King must be a peerless martial artist with a powerful aura and awe-inspiring presence. How could he possibly be this lazy, unremarkable brat beside you? I think you're just pretending to be him, trying to sneak in and freeload!"

"Get out of here! If you don't leave, don't blame us for being impolite and forcibly kicking you out!"

They were convinced that Lin Ping was an imposter and didn't believe that this ordinary-looking, lazy young man was the Lin Ping who was stirring up trouble in Jiangcheng. They insulted him and pressed him relentlessly, and the conflict escalated instantly.

Lin Ping's originally lazy gaze was instantly swept by a chilling aura, and the pressure around him dropped sharply.

He hates it when people obstruct him, even a mere security guard who dares to block his way and publicly humiliate him.

Before Shen Aoxue could speak again, Lin Ping raised his eyes, looked at the two security guards indifferently, and said in a cold tone without any ripples: "I'm giving you one last chance, get out of the way."

"I will count to three. Anyone who blocks my way will face the consequences."

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an oppressive aura that emanated from the very core of the being, sending chills down one's spine.

Instead of backing down, the security guard became even more arrogant, reaching out to shove Lin Ping while shouting angrily, "Kid, you dare threaten us? You're asking for it!"

As soon as his palm reached into the air, Lin Ping's eyes turned cold. Without moving, an invisible force burst forth.

boom!boom!

With two muffled thuds, the two security guards were sent flying without even touching Lin Ping's clothes. They crashed heavily to the ground, writhing in pain and screaming repeatedly. They could no longer get up, and their arrogance was completely replaced by terror.

One move, an easy crushing defeat, a public slap in the face!

Lin Ping remained calm, as if he had only done a trivial matter. He did not lift a finger, but simply used his aura to repel the people blocking his way. He played dumb to fool the enemy, and the feeling of satisfaction was instantly overwhelming.

He glanced sideways at Shen Aoxue beside him, his tone lazy and casual, completely ignoring the little incident that had just occurred.

"Let's go, don't waste time, let's finish this quickly so we can come back and rest."

After saying that, Lin Ping strode forward and walked straight into Black Rock Valley. His posture was casual, but his aura was unstoppable.

At this moment, on the high platform in the valley, the Mountain-Suppressing King sensed this fleeting yet terrifying aura. His expression changed drastically, his martial arts aura tightened instantly, and an unprecedented sense of apprehension appeared in his eyes.

At the same time, the martial arts experts from outside the region, allied with the Feng family, also quietly infiltrated Black Rock Valley, hiding among the crowd and keeping a close watch on Lin Ping. The killing intent was surging, and a large-scale siege against Lin Ping was fully unfolded!

With a relaxed demeanor, Lin Ping led the gentle-looking Shen Aoxue into the central arena of Black Rock Valley.

The enormous arena stood in the center of the valley, with the stands packed to capacity. Jiangcheng's powerful figures, martial arts families, and martial artists thronged the area, creating a cacophony that nearly shook the valley.

In the very center of the platform, the referee, holding a timer, stood with a solemn expression and loudly announced to the entire audience. His voice, amplified, resounded throughout the valley.

"Lin Ping is not present. The countdown to the life-or-death battle has begun. If he does not arrive within three seconds, he will be considered to have automatically forfeited. The Mountain Guardian King is declared the winner!"

"three!"

The entire arena fell silent instantly. Everyone held their breath, the chatter ceased abruptly, and all eyes were fixed on the entrance to the arena.

"two!"

The countdown fell coldly, but still not a single person was in sight.

The crowd in the stands shook their heads, their faces full of disdain, and the discussion erupted again. They all felt that Lin Ping was afraid of fighting and dared not come, making him a laughing stock in Jiangcheng.

On the main seat of the high platform, a figure sat motionless.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a black brocade Tang suit. His face was resolute and domineering, and his whole body exuded a fierce martial arts aura from years of battle. He slowly played with a pair of shiny walnuts in his left hand. His eyes were closed as if he was resting. His aura was restrained, but he had the oppressive feeling of a half-step grandmaster, which intimidated the entire audience.

The other side in this decisive battle is the martial arts master of Jiangcheng, Zhenshan Wang.

His eyes were full of arrogance, and he didn't take Lin Ping seriously at all. Even after waiting for a long time, he remained as steady as a mountain. He had already decided in his heart that Lin Ping was just a coward who dared not show himself.

Surrounded by a group of martial arts elders and vassal forces, they all wore smiles and fawned over him.

"Your Highness's cultivation is extraordinary, while Lin Ping is merely a brute; he wouldn't dare to face you head-on. Forfeiting is his only option!"

"With the strength of a half-step Grandmaster, no one in Jiangcheng can rival him. This competition was never in suspense from the very beginning!"

"Everyone in the arena has bet on the Prince to win. This Lin Ping is nothing but a clown!"

Despite the overwhelming praise, the King of Zhenshan didn't even lift an eyelid, displaying his arrogance.

The referee took a deep breath, focused his energy, and called out the number before the last second:

"one!"

The moment the word landed!