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Chapter 506 - 506 281 Cant Get Involved (4000)_1

Chapter 506: 281 Can’t Get Involved (4000)_1 Chapter 506: 281 Can’t Get Involved (4000)_1 Qi, qi, qi, it’s all about qi…

Shining brilliantly, radiating outward like a light source. Inside the meeting hall alone, there were four powerful auras completely unleashed.

The air, disturbed by these auras, became chaotic and disordered. Strong winds whirled around, pressing down the blazing golden flames on the high platform.

For fighters, there’s nothing more sensitive than the released qi. Tom, the gate master of Yunquan Fist, and Elder Auro, both at this realm, naturally sensed the four auras and qi nearly filling the entire hall. They were overpoweringly concentrated.

Four fighters, just how extraordinary!

Not only that, these four individuals were not ordinary fighters in Tom’s perception. The intensity of each of their qi could reach that of veteran fighters, which was simply unbelievable.

Even more than that.

There were two rapidly approaching auras behind them. Although they were a great distance away, they were conservatively estimated to be at the fighter level.

What did this mean?

Eight fighters have appeared at a Tulip Antique Exhibition?

At least five of them were veteran fighters.

This was even more exaggerated than the gatherings of the East Nine Gates…

Tom instantly felt a sinking feeling in his heart, the information they had was too sparse that they completely underestimated the strength of potential enemies. Thinking that the only apparent enemy was the Blood Spirit Association.

As a result…

Tom immediately regretted not insisting on holding the East Nine Gates meeting in Kula City, which could have been a countermeasure.

Just the two of them, himself and Auro, in the meeting hall, how could they stop four fighters and a monster, along with the two fighter-level individuals outside. Regret filled his mind right away, but in the blink of an eye, Tom suppressed it.

Facing the current crisis, regretting or panicking serves no purpose. Instead, he should calm down to figure out, what exactly do these people want from the Tulip Antique Exhibition?

Was it just for an antique box?

A thought flashed through his mind, and to others.

Tom’s face briefly turned pale before quickly returning to a calm state. He composed himself, calmly lifting his head.

Suddenly, he saw five pairs of eyes staring at him intently.

Immobile, like sharp swords aiming to pierce his heart, their gazes were as vicious as wolves.

Tom’s pretended calm facade stiffened for a moment, but the next second he realized the root of the problem. His eyes flashed, as he directly threw the Cupan Magic Box held in his hand. Not a random throw, but specifically toward Casio and his companions’ direction. If their real purpose was indeed the Cupan Magic Box, then they would fight among themselves. The sharpest conflict between Tom and these people would disappear, with no chance of being attacked by seven or eight people at once.

He could vaguely see that these people were divided into several forces, not actually together. The blood-armored man and the man beside him wearing glasses were one force, Casio and his two companions were another, and the two rapidly approaching people in the square perhaps formed another.

Given the sharp past conflicts between the Blood Spirit Association and Yunquan Fist, Tom naturally would not give the Cupan Magic Box to his enemies. Therefore, his first impulse was to toss this hot potato to Casio and his companions.

Tom threw it hard; the box traced a fast arc through the air. Under everyone’s gaze, it flew towards the seating area.

“Attack!!!”

The Black Peacock roared, and beside him, the President of the Blood Spirit Association, Lien, let out a roar like a beast, his silhouette flickering.

With one black and one red, two arcs of light rushing towards the box.

A few meters apart.

“Snap!” The box was grabbed directly by Casio as he reached out for it.

He cracked a somewhat terrifying grin, his white teeth inexplicably invoking a chilling sensation: “Now that the box is in hand, next is the fight. We can’t avoid a battle today…”

A high-pitched call from a ferocious bird echoed around the room.

Heat radiated from Casio’s body, every organ inside responded with a tremor. Muscles, veins, skeleton, a liquid-like substance shot out from his pores like boiling steam, causing the air to distort like water ripples.

In an instant, red mist rolled, the aura was terrifying. A giant, exotic bird of prey swooped down, its menacing wings blocking out the sky.

With a slight push of his feet, he shot out like a cannon, showcasing his terrifying physique to the fullest.

“Hahaha, I’m in too!!!”

On the side, Feng Liusi didn’t want to be left out either. He had just broken through to the fifth stage of the South Dipper Red Vulture Fist, and his itching hand was beyond control.

As the eruption began, a volcano-like force roared out from his body. Compared to Casio, Feng Liusi’s deep red qi was suffocatingly sticky, like glue.

The blood vulture wings he opened behind him also looked more elegant.

Spreading his hands simply and unpretentiously, his four red chains on his arm started spinning rapidly, like snakes coiling around a pillar. Immediately, a crackling sound could be heard between his arms.

Visible red lightning-like force hopped wildly.

Bearing a power that sends shivers down one’s spine at just a glance.

With a whoosh, he vanished on the spot, his body quickly parting the air in front. The sweeping airflow cleared all the debris.

Compared to them, Sheng Feinan was unhurried. He simply silently pulled out the crystal blue whip from his waist.

In half a breath, the whip turned into a longsword. Along his downwardly trailing arm, the chilling tip of the sword slightly tilted towards the ground.