The National Tournament concluded.
The other three continents immediately grew tense.
Especially the administrators of those three continents, who were monitoring news from Great Xia almost every moment.
They were only waiting for any news about Zhang Bowen.
Long-prepared political decrees would be issued immediately.
Simultaneously, the top-ten lists from all levels of Great Xia's National Tournament were compiled and gathered.
The administrator of the Western Continent said to the administrators of the other two continents:
"We are fully prepared."
"Everything now awaits the battle between Zhang Bowen and the Great Xia Martial Saints."
"Once the battle between Martial Saints commences, the Western Continent border will immediately launch an attack."
The Northern Continent administrator, looking at the intelligence in hand, frowned and said:
"Deploying a full eleven Martial Saints to kill one Zhang Bowen... isn't that a bit of an overreaction?"
"Leaving only three Martial Saints in the Holy Capital always strikes me as very strange."
"Furthermore, according to intelligence, aside from the Martial Saint from the Duan family, the other two Martial Saints are extremely mysterious, each having not taken action for over a hundred years."
The Southern Continent administrator said disdainfully:
"Mysterious is useless."
"This time, we have a total of seventeen Martial Saints attacking the Holy Capital."
"No matter how mysterious they are, it won't change the outcome."
"After our Martial Lords eliminate those three Martial Saints, they will lead the Martial Masters who arrive later to eliminate the prodigies of the Eight Great Families."
"Even if the eleven Martial Saints from Kunlun City succeed in killing Zhang Bowen and return to the Holy Capital, facing our seventeen Martial Saints at once, they won't be able to stir up much trouble."
The Northern Continent administrator nodded secretly.
Feeling the Southern Continent administrator's words made some sense.
Perhaps Great Xia didn't anticipate we would dare to tear off all pretenses and directly attack their Holy Capital.
"We three continents have endured until now. It's time for the world's hegemon to change."
...
Holy Capital.
Chen Feng decided to return to Kunlun City alone.
Instructing all three of his disciples to stay and wait in the Holy Capital.
"Master, why won't you let us go back with you?"
Jin Youxi, hearing Chen Feng's decision, was very confused.
Liu Weiwei and Zhao Bing also wanted to know why their master made such an arrangement.
Chen Feng didn't like lying, nor did he want his beloved disciples to worry.
He could only pat Jin Youxi's head and say:
"Youxi, you are the senior disciple now. You need to be more sensible and obedient."
Jin Youxi could only nod helplessly.
Watching her master walk towards the boarding gate.
A sense of emptiness, for no apparent reason, settled in Jin Youxi's heart.
Kunlun City.
After reading the latest intelligence on Chen Feng, Liu Shen couldn't help but laugh:
"That old fellow Wang Zun's only grandson has already told Chen Feng about the Zhang Bowen situation."
"The Chosen Martial Arts School is closed. This really has alerted the snake in the grass."
"Things are a bit troublesome. If Chen Feng doesn't return, Zhang Bowen probably won't show himself easily."
Li Kong, looking at his longtime rival, couldn't help but say:
"Not necessarily. You're underestimating that kid's awareness."
Just then, the latest intelligence came in.
Liu Shen couldn't help but chuckle:
"Truly unexpected. Your judgment of people is really sharp."
Li Kong snatched the intelligence report and saw its contents.
He felt both gratified and somewhat surprised.
[Chen Feng arranged for his three disciples to stay in a hotel near the Wei family.]
[He is returning to Kunlun City alone.]
The simple content already spoke of Chen Feng's resolve.
"I never thought that kid's awareness was truly this high."
Li Kong laughed heartily.
Elsewhere.
Zhang Bowen was at a temple, looking at the massive bronze bell atop the bell tower.
The bell striker hit it once, the reverberations lingering for a long time.
He asked the master beside him:
"Your bronze bell is of good quality."
The master chuckled:
"This bell has been ringing for over twenty years. The quality is indeed good."
"The sound is deep, profound, and far-reaching. It's also a popular social media check-in spot for our temple."
"Furthermore, ringing the bell for blessings is very efficacious."
"One ring costs one hundred. If you want to ring it many times, you can choose a cost-effective bell-ringing package."
As he spoke, the master took out a list and began explaining the options to Zhang Bowen.
Zhang Bowen asked curiously:
"Then how much would it cost if I borrowed it for a few days?"
The master was taken aback.
"Borrow it?"
"You're not from a rival temple, are you?"
Kunlun City Airport.
The moment Chen Feng got off the plane.
Eleven Martial Saints had already secretly taken up positions about a hundred meters away from him.
Chen Feng took a taxi directly to the Chosen Martial Arts School.
At this moment, the school's main gate was tightly shut.
Even the security guards had been given leave and gone home.
The sudden closure of the Chosen Martial Arts School.
No one knew why.
It had even sparked some private speculation.
However, Chen Feng had posted a very reasonable explanation on the school's official website.
[Martial Arts School Renovation and Upgrade!]
The moment Chen Feng stepped into the Chosen Martial Arts School.
Wang Zun, a hundred meters away, suddenly sensed an immensely powerful life force aura appearing in the distance.
Looking up.
He realized it wasn't from any of their group of eleven.
For Martial Saint-level experts, their life force aura is overwhelmingly powerful.
To other experts of the same level, it's like a firefly in the dark night.
If another Martial Saint appears within a hundred meters, one can immediately sense the other's formidable life force aura.
It was by sensing this aura that they had been following Chen Feng from about a hundred meters away, surrounding him.
Wang Zun got a clear look at the newcomer and couldn't help but be stunned.
An acquaintance.
"Su Canghai?"
"When did he become a Martial Saint too?"
Wang Zun had known Su Canghai before.
Back then, both were still Martial Masters.
He was the head of the Wang family.
The other was the branch president of the East Sea City Martial Arts Association.
Wang Zun had been on good terms with the other's elder brother, Su Yuanshan.
Later, after something happened to Su Yuanshan, Su Canghai resigned from his position at the Martial Arts Association.
Devoting himself entirely to managing his family.
He never expected that after so many years, Su Canghai had also become a Martial Saint.
But soon, Wang Zun realized something was amiss.
A Martial Saint!
This was a Martial Saint unknown to the Great Xia Martial Arts Association.
And appearing in Kunlun City at this very moment.
Friend or foe?
At this moment, Su Canghai, dressed in traditional Chinese attire, looked at Wang Zun in the distance and said with a smile:
"Got a moment to chat with me?"
Simultaneously, an enormous bronze bell descended from the sky.
It crashed onto the roof of the Chosen Martial Arts School's main building.
A young figure came treading through the air.
Around the Chosen Martial Arts School, ten powerful auras instantly erupted.
"As expected of Zhang Bowen, what incredible lightness skill."
"Must be the consummate 'Cloud Ladder' technique."
"Appeared earlier than I anticipated."
"And he brought a big bell. Is this to sound our death knell? Hahaha..."
"I thought he might try a sneak attack or something."
"Truly arrogant enough!"
...
Chen Feng also couldn't help but look up in shock. He had only come to the school to take a look.
He never expected that the moment he entered the Chosen Martial Arts School.
Zhang Bowen would appear.
Chen Feng looked towards the figure on the roof of the main building.
Zhang Bowen also looked down at Chen Feng with a smile.
Then, adjusting the position of the large bell beside him, he drew the Ta'e Divine Sword from his back.
With one swing, he sliced off the bottom of the bell.
He then stood behind the bell, took a deep breath, activated his Lion's Roar skill, using the bronze bell as a giant megaphone.
And shouted down to Chen Feng on the school's training ground:
"Qianqian's good Master!"
"Once I finish them all off, we'll have a proper chat!"
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y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
