Hidden Corners

Longxumen rest area.

Just when Li Chengyi met Chen Zonghan, the Minister of Ideal Township.

A red shadow silently approached the resident rest area.

Hong Ying slowly revealed his figure under the moonlight.

It was a tall man wearing a full set of red armor.

There is no exposed skin, so it's unclear whether it's a fully transformed human being or a lurker just wearing an exoskeleton.

But no matter which one it is, daring to sneak into this rest area at this moment means that he wants to do something evil.

Under the moonlight, the man's red armor had obvious flame arc patterns.

There are also flame-like spikes on the shoulders that curve outwards, as if the whole body is emitting burning fire.

In the darkness, a pair of red eyes lit up on his helmet, silently staring at the rest area in front of him.

Along the winding corridor of the station, the direction he was heading was exactly where Li Chongnan was resting.

At this time, around ninety o'clock in the evening, he sneaked in quietly without notice, and his purpose was already obvious.

At this time, in the rest area room.

Li Chongnan just finished taking a shower, dried his hair, put on his pajamas, sat cross-legged on the bed, and read quietly with a book.

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On the street, in front of the hotel gate.

Li Chengyi's eyes were calm as he looked at the old man in robe blocking the road in front of him.

Chen Zonghan? never heard of that.

The two were one meter apart, and people were coming and going around them, but no one paid attention to them.

The flow of people passing by like water.

Li Chengyi stretched out his hand and made a handshake gesture.

"My surname is Chen. I wonder what the old gentleman has to do with the Chen family of the Yanxing Bagua Sect?"

He had relied on handshakes before to figure out Haisha's strength, which Li Chongnan could not handle, so he decisively decided to eliminate him that night.

And now, he's doing it again.

"We are from the same family, Chen Jiahan is my grandson." Chen Zonghan smiled, glanced at Li Chengyi's outstretched hand, and did not shake it.

"There's no need to shake hands. I don't want to be like a sea shark and suddenly become seriously injured and die one day." His words did not hide his speculation about Li Chengyi.

"Then there's nothing to talk about." Li Chengyi took back his hand.

"Little friend, there is a saying that it is better to resolve enemies than to end them. Why don't we sit down and talk about it to resolve the misunderstanding between us?" Chen Zonghan narrowed his eyes and said.

"Sit down and talk, can you give up the first place?" Li Chengyi raised his eyebrows.

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"In this world, there are only two outcomes for people like you." Li Chengyi turned around.

"Kill you, or be beaten to death by you."

"Is it black or white?" Chen Zonghan asked inexplicably.

"It's not black and white, it's either victory or defeat at this moment!"

Li Chengyi strode away quickly.

After knowing that the person standing behind the other party was Chen Jiahan, a wild goose-shaped Bagua sect, and that it was vaguely related to Xinghu or Utopia, which he guessed, he understood that no matter who the other party was, there was no communication value.

It is nothing more than beating them to death, and being beaten to death by them.

"Interesting kid." Chen Zonghan exhaled softly. Standing there, he did not leave, but instead approached a long-haired woman in black from behind.

"Old Chen, don't you want to keep him?"

"Jiuyi is watching from above. Under the eyes of the sky, there is nothing to hide. The gain of taking action now outweighs the loss." Chen Zonghan said lightly, "So, the time has not come yet."

"This person is ruthless, extremely decisive in his actions, and never sloppy. He is a difficult character. If he is not resolved early, I am afraid something will happen later." The black-haired woman frowned.

"It's a foregone conclusion that Haisha won't have a chance to end things. The next step is to look at Ahan." Chen Zonghan said something ominous, but his face showed no worry at all.

"Aren't you worried?" the black-haired woman couldn't help but ask.

"Why should you worry?" Chen Zonghan said with a smile, "Ahan can't lose. Even the sea shark is just a smokescreen for the real Ahan."

He turned around and walked towards an aircraft in the distance.

"Let's go, the night is dark, why not drink some wine and take a rest."

The black-haired woman watched in astonishment as he left calmly, without the slightest worry about being reported and exposed, and for a moment she didn't know how to react.

at the same time.

Longxumen rest area.

The man in red armor was about to break in when he suddenly paused.

There seemed to be a subtle communication sound coming from the earphones.

The hand he had already stretched out finally retracted.

laugh!

In an instant, a phantom flashed by, and the others had disappeared, left their station, and disappeared.

After a few seconds.

Not far from where he was standing, Li Chengyi's figure slowly walked out of the shadows in a corner.

Li Chengyi walked to where the man in red armor was standing, which was in front of the door of Li Chongnan's room.

Smell it slightly.

There is a hint of familiar scent lingering in the air.

"Want to take advantage of the situation?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Tomorrow will be the Dragon Beard Clan versus the Nuclear Split Palm team. He guessed that the man in red armor might come.

But he didn't expect to meet the old man who called himself Chen Zonghan halfway.

From the old man, he could feel a feeling similar to that of Han Qi.

Both Han Qi and the old man have a sense of determination to determine the overall situation and the general trend.

It was as if everything around them was a chess piece in their hands, and everything in the four directions was their chessboard.

That kind of aloof attitude, sitting and watching idle clouds, made him quite unhappy.

"Let's see what you can do, what you want to do, and what you dare to do!"

Turning around, he returned to his room.

Not long after, Li Chongnan opened the door in surprise and looked at the empty corridor outside. He felt a little strange and wondered if his induction was wrong.

The door quickly closed again.

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Early the next morning.

The huge sound of music accompanied by heavy drum beats shook the entire stadium and made it boil.

The finals have begun.

There were only twenty teams left, but the audience was still packed.

Many people have customized support cards for certain players, and they hold them up neatly and shout slogans from time to time.

The warm-up dance team is composed of a hundred strong men and women. Among them, the man was bare-chested and held a huge sword. The woman is dressed in a tight-fitting martial arts uniform and holds a short knife.

Sword dancing and knife fighting, mixed men and women, in the arena, accompanied by loud music and shouts.

"The one currently warming up is the ancient war dance band from Fenglingshan Conservatory of Music. For this competition, they choreographed and directed the historical classic dance called Thousand Mountains and Seas."

The host and commentator are still carefully introducing details to the audience.

The entire team preparing to take the stage for the finals was also ready.

There are twenty teams in total, excluding the exchange team, which is nineteen teams. According to the random system ranking, two-phase group confrontation.

The champion of the last competition, Yanxing Baguamen, ranked first in points and all three members had no losses, so they were exempted from the competition and waited for the final showdown.

At this time, the game was no longer a group of teams like before, but played alone.

One fight after another.

The details of the game will be broadcast live and recorded by major TV stations, and will be enlarged and played on a large floating screen.

"The first round will be drawn in order of points. The one who is about to play is the 19th-ranked Dragon Xumen! Yes, the 11th-ranked Nuclear Split Palm!"

The host shouted loudly and called out the contestant who was playing the first game today.

oh! !

The audience cheered.

At this moment, in the middle of the square arena of the martial arts hall, a huge column slowly rose from the ground.

The silver-black cylinder, made entirely of metal, was rising continuously until it reached a height of twenty meters before slowly stopping.

Bang!

A circle of circular flames shot out along the column.

"Nuclear cracking palm, Yingchanru! Nuclear cracking palm, Yingchanru!" Huge and neat cheers came from the sidelines. At least hundreds of people shouted in support.

"Li Chongnan! Li Chongnan!" Many people on the other side shouted Xiaonan's name.

But nowhere near as loud as the other party.

On a floating platform next to the cylindrical arena, the host and commentator began to explain the situation to both sides.

"Speaking of which, this first final is also very interesting."

The narrator is a middle-aged woman wearing a purple dress. She has a graceful temperament with a hint of heroism. She has obviously practiced fighting.

On the nameplate of the light screen suspended in front of her, it clearly showed: Gu Xiangzhi, general director of the Yiguo Fighting Association.

"How do you say this? Does Sister Gu think that the Longxu Clan has a chance to defeat the Nuclear Split Palm?" the host Xiao Lei asked doubtfully. "In terms of points, the gap between the two is still quite big, right?"

"Looking at the record alone, it is indeed true. In fact, two of the three members of the Long Xumen team are not strong enough to enter the finals. This also leads to them having the most defeats among the final teams. Compared with Nuclear Split Palm, the gap is quite big. but."

Gu Xiangzhi smiled.

"Sister Gu, don't be pretentious. Do you think the last person from the Longxu Clan is strong enough to beat the three masters of the Nuclear Split Palm? Not necessarily, right?" The host Xiao Lei didn't believe it.

"In a battle to win, what determines the outcome is not just physical fitness, but endurance," Gu Xiangzhi said with a smile. "The strongest one in Nuclear Splitting Palm is Ying Chanru, who also appeared last. Ying Chanru practiced martial arts at the age of ten, and realized softness at the age of thirteen. At the age of fifteen, she entered the level of combining strength and softness. Now she is nineteen years old. After Hong Ye, the senior sister of Nuclear Split Palm, was injured and retired from the last competition, she took over the responsibility of carrying the banner of her sect. This time Once on stage, she performed extremely explosively. No enemy she encountered could withstand three moves under her palm."

"So, Sister Gu's favorite is Ying Chanru?" Xiao Lei asked.

"Long Xumen's Li Chongnan's performance is also explosive. No opponent can survive ten seconds in front of her. The specific victory or defeat between the two is like two swords that can cut gold and jade. Before they fight, there is no doubt. People know who is sharper." Gu Xiangzhi shook his head.

Next to the arena below.

The Long Xumen and Nuclear Splitting Palm teams entered from two passages respectively.

On the side of Nuclear Split Palm, a beam of light fell from the sky and hit the three figures.

First place: equation. A dull man with little hair, a strong build, and a silent man.

Second place: Qiu Yuyan. A young woman with a small stature and beautiful appearance, but her eyes are like a dead fish.

The third place: Ying Chanru is the strongest disciple of Nuclear Split Palm.

When many people hear the name Ying Chanru, they may think that she is a very gentle and beautiful woman.

But in fact, this is a strong woman who is more than 1.9 meters tall, with muscles all over her body like tree roots, bald, wearing sunglasses, and a black tank top and shorts.

From a distance, if it weren't for the remaining features of her breasts and the lack of bulges on her lower body, no one would have been able to tell that she was a woman.

"It's so boring." Ying Chanru looked at the Longxu Sect team from a distance. "It is simply a humiliation for this final that such an opponent can actually advance to the final."

"Who made us unlucky enough to draw lots?" Fang Fang said coldly.

"A boring game needs to be infused with a little passion." Ying Chanru licked her lips, "Otherwise, wouldn't it be in vain that so many friends' cheers and expectations for us would be in vain?"

"What does Senior Sister Ru mean?" Fang Fang looked over in confusion.