I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1282 1286: Even Saints Can't Stop the One I Want to Kill

"Did you hear that? What did he just say?"
"He... he actually declared war on a Saint. My God, is he crazy?"
"Under a Saint, everyone is but an ant. Even with so many people helping him, it's absolutely impossible to gain an advantage under a Saint. Only a Saint can match a Saint."
Zhang Menglong's incredibly arrogant words left all the Martial Artists in shock.
Whether he can do it or not, just daring to say such things is already an incredible feat.
"Young man, confidence is good, but if you're too arrogant, it's not a good thing," the headmaster of Chanling Academy looked slightly displeased, "I've, Li Xingtian, roamed the Stigma Continent for thousands of years, and it's the first time I've heard such words from a young one like you in front of me."
An overwhelming aura emanated from Li Xingtian, making all present Martial Artists feel an intense pressure, and even Semi-Saints could barely breathe in his presence.
"You think you can demand someone from my Chanling Academy with just these people? It's not enough!" Li Xingtian sneered, "Even if someone from Chanling Academy did something wrong, it's up to us to handle it. Since when is it a brat like you who handles it?"
"So, you're saying you won't hand them over?" Zhang Menglong asked.
"I know the basics of the situation, Lin Mofeng indeed went too far," with spies throughout the school, the headmaster could find out about such things easily, "This time, Chanling Academy was in the wrong. I will punish Lin Mofeng, so take your people and leave!"
"Leave?"
"Truly worthy of a headmaster, such poise! Even after this kid made such a scene at the school, he's letting him go?"
"Didn't you hear what the headmaster said? This time, we were in the wrong, the headmaster also wants to save face."
"It seems you still haven't understood what I mean," Zhang Menglong showed no intention of leaving, "I don't need you to let me go. I didn't come to negotiate or discuss solutions, I came to kill."
"Your Chanling Academy, in my eyes, is just a slightly bigger school, impressive huh?"
Once said, the surroundings erupted in uproar.
Chanling Academy not impressive? Even a Saint has stepped in! Do you really think you can stand against a Saint?
"Of course, there's another way to handle this," Zhang Menglong said, "I'll stand here and wait for you. You bring Lin Mofeng here and kill him in front of me, including everyone else involved in this matter, then I won't need to do it myself. This is the greatest face I'm giving you."
"Hahaha...." Surprisingly, Li Xingtian laughed.
"I thought I, Li Xingtian, was arrogant, but didn't expect a snot-nosed kid to be wilder than me," Li Xingtian said, "Lin Mofeng is nothing, his death is just death, even if he is the grandson of an Elder, it doesn't matter."
"But! If I, Li Xingtian, let you kill someone at my Chanling Academy today, how will Chanling Academy keep its face on the Stigma Continent in the future?"
"So, all this talk just to save face?" Zhang Menglong laughed, "You better think carefully, both ways result in losing face. Is it more embarrassing if you just hand them over, or if I tear down your whole Chanling Academy and then take them?"
Li Xingtian's expression grew more and more grim, "I want to see how you plan to take them under my nose, just relying on them?"
Li Xingtian, with the pressure of a Saint, bore down on Zhang Menglong and his people like a mountain, making even Half-step Sages and Wheel Mystery Peaks bow low under the pressure.
Everyone knows the immense gap between a Saint and a Semi-Saint, but who would've thought that Li Xingtian could single-handedly intimidate 500 Wheel Mystery Peak and Semi-Saint level individuals with just his aura!
"Now, what do you rely on to capture someone here?" Li Xingtian smiled at Zhang Menglong.
"Applause!" Zhang Menglong clapped a few times, "Truly worthy of a Saint, quite something. But when did I say I only brought these people?"
"What do you mean?" Li Xingtian's expression suddenly changed.
From the start of Zhang Menglong's intrusion into Chanling Academy, he exhibited an air of fearless confidence. Even with a Saint like himself present, his expression remained unchanged, as if everything was within his control.
"Could he have invited another Saint?"
"The one I want to kill, even a Saint can't stop!"
"Senior, you've been around for quite a while, care to come out and chat?" Zhang Menglong seemed to be talking to someone.
"Hahaha, truly worthy of Master Zhang, to have noticed my presence!" A voice echoed from the void, and moments later, a person slowly appeared beside Zhang Menglong.
"Master Zhang really is surprising, to have broken through from the peak of God-breaking to the Second Realm in such a short time, it's a speed that earns my admiration."
"Huang Poji?" Li Xingtian, looking at the sudden appearance, showed the first signs of emotional fluctuation.
As a Martial Artist of Saint Realm, they knew of each other's existence even if they hadn't interacted.
This Huang Poji was special; despite having the strength of a Saint, he neither founded a sect nor created an empire, choosing instead to remain a lone wolf.
He was a cultivation fanatic, only concerned with becoming stronger at any cost, caring for nothing else. His ranking on the Heaven List was even higher than his own.
"Didn't think someone like you, Huang Poji, would serve as someone's muscle." Li Xingtian couldn't hide his disdain and mockery in his tone.
"Hahaha, Li Xingtian, acting as someone's muscle depends on for whom. For ordinary people, naturally not, but for Master Zhang, I'd gladly do it." Huang Poji felt no shame about it, even taking pride in it.
After all, some people might not even have the opportunity to serve as Zhang Menglong's enforcer.
"So today, you intend to oppose me?" Li Xingtian said.
"I cherish my life more," Huang Poji laughed, "but if it's just to hold you back so Master Zhang has time to take his target, I believe I can manage that."
"You aren't afraid of mutual destruction?" Li Xingtian said.
"Indeed, if I don't try too hard, I can't hold you back, but trying too hard means even if I kill you, I won't come out much better, so it's unnecessary," Huang Poji said, "which is why I'm not the only one who came today."
"Everyone, how about showing yourselves?"
"Hahaha, as expected, Huang Poji is the fastest."
"You two go ahead and fight for a bit, we planned to watch from the sidelines for a while!"
"Exactly, why call us out?"
An additional ten figures appeared, and Li Xingtian's emotional control began to crumble.
If it were just one, he could handle it.
11 Saints, none weaker than him—how could he possibly withstand that?
"He called 11 Saints?"
"Who the heck is that female student to have such connections?"
"This time, Lin Mofeng is done for!"
Hiding in the Elders' Tower, Lin Mofeng, witnessing the scene, felt a foul-smelling liquid flow from his pants—he was scared silly!