On the mountain, the chaotic battle between Bei Shisan and Wan Yan Ming continued for over ten minutes, with both sides suffering injuries and many people falling to the ground. The fight between Bei Shisan and Wan Yan Ming had also reached a fever pitch, with neither able to gain the upper hand over the other, both exhausting a lot of energy. At this rate, who knows how long this battle will continue.

Meanwhile, Prince Wan Yan and Northern Martial Zen finally ceased their standoff and turned to look at the ongoing duel between Bei Shisan and Wan Yan Ming. Watching the two young ones fight to a standstill, both showed clear astonishment on their faces, clearly not expecting the other's child to possess such strength.

"Brother Bei, this fight, I fear, will not easily result in a victory. If we continue like this, it will only allow Ye Qing and that fool to reap the fishermen's gains. Why don't we do this, let's negotiate." Prince Wan Yan glanced at Northern Martial Zen and said, "You take that fool away, and I'll take Ye Qing. How about that?"

"Hahaha..." Northern Martial Zen laughed heartily and said, "Brother Wan Yan, are you taking me for a fool as well? Why would I take a fool back with me? To kill him? I'm not going to disgrace myself like that. If you really want to negotiate with me, then you take the fool, and I'll take Ye Qing!"

Prince Wan Yan frowned. Ye Qing was involved with their Gold Silk Armor; he naturally wouldn't let Northern Martial Zen take Ye Qing.

"Brother Bei, I'm looking for Ye Qing to resolve some matters, whereas you are seeking him for revenge. Actually, that fool is the true disciple of Li Changqing, and he was the one who injured your senior apprentice. If you really want revenge, wouldn't it be better to go after him?" Prince Wan Yan smiled and said, "Consider today's matter as doing a brotherly favor. This kindness, Wan Yan will surely remember!"

With these words, Prince Wan Yan was already granting Northern Martial Zen respect, ready to use personal relations to take Ye Qing away.

"If anyone should remember a kindness, it should be me remembering it." Northern Martial Zen also smiled and said, "Hand Ye Qing over to me, and a certain Northerner will surely remember Brother Wan Yan's kindness!"

"If Brother Bei captures Ye Qing, at most it's just for revenge and to kill him. But I've other important matters with him, which are different from Brother Bei's." Prince Wan Yan said, "Why must Brother Bei compete with me for him?"

"What important matters could you possibly have with him?" Northern Martial Zen said, "As far as I know, Ye Qing has no grudge with Brother Wan Yan. If Brother Wan Yan has business with him, hmph, it's probably more than likely related to the Heaven Earth Man Three Gates incident!"

Hearing these words, Prince Wan Yan's face changed, clearly showing some alarm. But he quickly regained his composure and coldly said, "Brother Bei, your words are somewhat arbitrary. Looking for Ye Qing doesn't necessarily have to do with the Heaven Earth Man Three Gates matter, does it?"

"If not, then what else?" Northern Martial Zen said, "Ye Qing has handled the Seven-Star Ancient Sword, Cold Moon Blade, and Overlord Spear. Out of the three keys circulating out there, he's had them all at some point. It's fair to say he knows those three keys the best. Brother Wan Yan looking for him, isn't it related to the Heaven Earth Man Three Gates matter?"

These words from Northern Martial Zen, however, made Prince Wan Yan breathe a sigh of relief. He had initially thought Northern Martial Zen knew about the Gold Silk Armor matter. To his surprise, Northern Martial Zen only knew about the three keys, greatly soothing his heart.

"As far as I know, those three keys have already been snatched away by the Bloody Monk, and Ye Qing doesn't have anything left." Prince Wan Yan said, "Although he has handled those three keys, now they're not in his hands, so I have no use for him. The reason I want to take him back is primarily because of something related to the Wanyan Family. So, please, Brother Bei, do me a favor."

"Something of the Wanyan Family?" Northern Martial Zen sized up Prince Wan Yan and smiled, "How come I don't know, what Wanyan Family item has fallen into Ye Qing's hands?"

Prince Wan Yan said, "It's an antique of the Wanyan Family, lost for centuries, and I'm trying to retrieve it."

"Oh, really?" Northern Martial Zen coldly laughed and said, "With Brother Wan Yan's current fortune, is an antique really worth such trouble? I think Brother Wan Yan, you're not just looking for an antique, right?"

Prince Wan Yan couldn't help but curse in his heart at the old fox; Northern Martial Zen was indeed shrewd. Seeing him trying to take Ye Qing away, he suspected there might be something significant about Ye Qing and refused to let him be taken. This way, recovering the Gold Silk Armor today might not be an easy task.

"Brother Bei, this is a matter of the Wanyan Family, do you really need to pry so much?" Prince Wan Yan said in a deep voice.

"I don't want to know that much about your family matters. However, this Ye Qing, I'm afraid you cannot have him!" Northern Martial Zen coldly said, "The grievance between me and the Northern Fist King is immense, and now that he's gone, Ye Qing, his closed-door disciple, must settle this score with me!"

"So, you're determined to compete with me over this person?" Prince Wan Yan's expression grew colder, and his hands tightened.

"It's not that I'm competing with you; it's that Brother Wan Yan, you're competing with me!" Northern Martial Zen coldly laughed and replied, "However, if Brother Wan Yan insists on competing, then we'll have to let our skills do the talking!"

"Very well!" Prince Wan Yan said aloud, "In the Jianghu, matters are settled with fists. Whoever's fist is bigger will take him away!"

"Just as I thought!" Northern Martial Zen laughed loudly.

Prince Wan Yan no longer spoke, he stared directly at Northern Martial Zen, clearly ready to strike.

Upon hearing that Northern Martial Zen and Prince Wan Yan were about to fight, the crowd amidst the chaotic battle immediately stopped and turned their heads toward Northern Martial Zen and Prince Wan Yan. Even Bei Shisan and Wan Yan Ming stopped their duel. After all, witnessing a battle between masters like Northern Martial Zen and Prince Wan Yan was a rare event.

Ye Qing was equally excited; if Prince Wan Yan and Northern Martial Zen were to fight to a mutual loss, then today he had a hope of escaping!

"Wait a moment." Just as Prince Wan Yan was ready to make a move, Northern Martial Zen suddenly raised his hand and said, "Wan Yan brother, as the saying goes, when the crane and clam fight, the fisherman benefits. It's not a problem for us to duel, but I'm afraid that Ye Qing and that fool might take the chance to escape, and regardless of who wins or loses between us, wouldn't that be a futile effort?"

Prince Wan Yan furrowed his brows and looked at Ye Qing and the fool over there, saying, "In that case, let's break both their legs first so they can't run!"

"That's a good idea." Northern Martial Zen clapped his hands and laughed, "Wan Yan brother, one each, which do you pick?"

"Ye Qing!" With a loud roar, Prince Wan Yan rushed straight toward Ye Qing.

"Oh!" Northern Martial Zen sighed and said, "Looks like I have to pick the fool."

Having said that, Northern Martial Zen also rushed forward, reaching out to strike at Li Bing'en.

Over here, Ye Qing saw Prince Wan Yan's fierce momentum, his speed and extraordinary strength made it impossible for Ye Qing to even think about dodging, let alone blocking. Prince Wan Yan's strength was indeed not much different from Ao Wuchang before. The key issue was, when fighting Ao Wuchang, there were dozens of them together. Now, he was facing Prince Wan Yan alone, imaginable how immense the pressure was.

However, fortunately, Ye Qing was quite adept with that stepping technique. Seeing there was no way to avoid it, he directly employed that technique, stepping two steps to narrowly dodge Prince Wan Yan's attack. At the same time, he also threw a punch straight at Prince Wan Yan. Anyway, knowing escape was impossible, he might as well rely on that technique to fight Prince Wan Yan for a while.

Seeing Ye Qing dodged his attack, Prince Wan Yan was also very surprised. And upon seeing Ye Qing's incoming punch, Prince Wan Yan was even more astonished. However, he was not Bei Shisan, did not panic, but suddenly dashed forward a step, directly colliding with Ye Qing's punch using his chest. But Ye Qing's punch did not hurt him in the slightest, instead, Ye Qing was shaken and flew back, spitting a mouthful of blood while still in the air.

Though Prince Wan Yan was not big, this collision was like a truck hitting Ye Qing, leaving him unable to withstand it. His heart was filled with shock, thinking Prince Wan Yan's strength was terrifyingly strong!

On the other side, Northern Martial Zen reached Li Bing'en but was met with Li Bing'en's counterattack. Northern Martial Zen's strength was similar to Prince Wan Yan's, yet Li Bing'en's power was far stronger than Ye Qing's. So, together with Northern Martial Zen, Li Bing'en exchanged more than ten moves.

Northern Martial Zen originally thought he could easily defeat Li Bing'en, but unexpectedly, Li Bing'en turned out to be quite troublesome. Seeing Prince Wan Yan was already finished over there, he felt embarrassed. If he still couldn't handle Li Bing'en, that would be disgraceful, wouldn't it?

"Break!" After exchanging several moves with Li Bing'en, Northern Martial Zen suddenly clasped his hands together, shouted loudly, and pushed his palms forward fiercely.

Li Bing'en quickly stepped aside, employing that stepping technique, trying to evade Northern Martial Zen's attack. However, he ultimately failed, as Northern Martial Zen's palms seemed relentlessly pursuing him and finally slammed heavily onto his body, sending Li Bing'en flying back.

"What a fool, indeed has some skills!" Northern Martial Zen coldly snorted, walking directly to Li Bing'en, saying, "Break your dog legs, let's see where you can run to then!"

Northern Martial Zen raised his hand, just about to strike down on Li Bing'en's legs. Just at this moment, a long howl suddenly echoed from afar, like a thunderous roar rolling through, causing the crowd's eardrums to vibrate.

Upon hearing this howl, Northern Martial Zen and Prince Wan Yan's expressions immediately changed, and they simultaneously turned toward the direction of the sound. As for people nearby, several were already clutching their ears and rolling on the ground, screaming in agony, rendered unbearable by the sound.

"Cover your ears!" Both Northern Martial Zen and Prince Wan Yan shouted together, already realizing that the newcomer's strength was frighteningly formidable.