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Chapter 653 - 653 348 Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Competition

Chapter 653: 348 Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Competition begins (4000)_1 Chapter 653: 348 Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Competition begins (4000)_1 September 26th, a cloudless day.

The Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Competition, held once every four years, officially began.

On this day, banners of welcome were hung all around Mia City, and the citizens were busily discussing the Martial Arts Exchange Competition. Although they didn’t understand specific details, they knew it was an event not to be taken lightly. Mia City, being the host, shared in the glory.

On the city streets, one could see patrol officers wearing blue-black uniforms, either patrolling the main roads or stationed beside police cars at established points to maintain order. This was all a part of Mia City government’s cooperation with the Evil Eye Fist sect.

The Evil Eye Fist, being the reigning local power, had profound and extensive connections.

Even the gangs gave them face, with several of their leaders promising not to stir up trouble during the Martial Arts Exchange Competition. You could say Evil Eye Fist had pulled out all the stops for this, arranging everything impeccably.

In Mia City, an urban area around Black Pupil Building was enclosed by police lines, leaving only one main road open.

The road was decked in festive colors, and young men and women dressed in Evil Eye Fist uniform lined both sides to welcome guests. Chosen for their exceptional looks and demeanor, their role was to make representatives from other schools feel the Evil Eye Fist’s warmth.

Much like cheerleaders, really.

“Interesting, this display is almost comparable to the last Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Competition hosted by Star Ring Fist. Evil Eye Fist seems determined to make a name for itself this time; they must have invested quite heavily.”

“Quite exciting, it feels like a formal match…”

“I wonder if they’ll achieve a good ranking this time.”

Murmurs from the crowd echoed low, as representatives from various secret martial arts schools led by their sect elders headed towards Black Pupil Building. All were uniformly dressed in combat suits that represented their respective styles, emanating a distinct aura.

Nearby, on the balcony of a towering building around the police lines.

A middle-aged man dressed in a high-ranking police uniform admired the layout of the Evil Eye Fist in the distance while praising their efforts.

“Evil Eye Fist sure is generous, transforming their city-central Black Pupil Building into a fighting field. Even if they manage to revert it back after the exchange competition is over, it’ll result in a significant loss. The renovation cost alone must add up to millions of Federation Coin…”

“Not to mention the total expenses for hiring out the entire Golden Leaf Clubhouse, launching a banner campaign all across Mia City, and renovating and cleaning the main city roads. This must amount to tens of millions of Federation Coin…”

The man shook his head, his mouth vocalizing admiration for the significant financial strength of Evil Eye Fist, but his heart marveling at their profound connections. As the deputy chief of Mia City Police Station, he understood the complex network of the Evil Eye Fist’s local influence.

Its power even affected the city government, enabling the smooth running of the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Competition with the cooperation of the city police.

With half a century of growth, the Evil Eye Fist had become a formidable force within Windsor County. It’s hard to imagine who could resist the Evil Eye Fist’s will in Windsor County.

Suddenly, footsteps echoed from behind on the stairs.

A officer hurriedly ran up the stairs.

“Chief Marcko, the Special Action Group at the police station has suddenly sprung into action. They have begun to take over our officers stationed around the police lines.” Apparently he had run all the way here, as he was slightly winded.

“Special Action Group? Isn’t that specifically for…” The middle-aged officer paused mid-sentence and mumbled to himself, “Who ordered the Special Action Group to come here? In theory, the entire police station can only be…”

“That would be me.”

A deep, resonant voice came from behind the gasping officer.

A tall man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked up. He was wearing a uniform higher in rank than Marcko’s.

“Chief Ruben!” Recognizing the man, the officer turned and called out.

The man before them was the chief of Mia City Police Station.

Chief Marcko’s superior.

“Marcko, I’ll take over from here, and the Special Action Group will provide adequate cooperation. From this moment on, the two of you stay by my side,” Chief Ruben said, his sharp eyes sweeping over Marcko and the gasping officer.

“What… what about the Evil Eye Fist?”

Marcko sensed something amiss; the sudden change and the Special Action Group’s appearance seemed to hint at something.

“Evil Eye Fist?” Chief Ruben laughed, “No need to worry about them, we just need to do our job well. From this morning until the competition ends, no matter what happens around Black Pupil Building, I want you two to stay firmly around the police lines and not interfere there.”

“But…” Marcko seemed to want to say something more.

But Ruben held up his hand to cut him off. “What we need to do is to show up at the right place at the right time and clean up… ”

“Do you understand?”

Marcko looked at the stern and authoritative gaze Chief Ruben directed at him, nodded slightly, and replied, “I understand…”

This was just a minor incident on the day of the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Competition. More undercurrents were surging from all directions. It was as if an invisible web was being woven, waiting to trap any misguided insects while accomplishing all their objectives in one go.

On the first day of the competition, at Black Pupil Building’s grand hall.

The first, second, and third floors went through extensive modifications. Floors were completely removed, creating an interconnected circular design.

Even from the second or third floor, one could look down at the arena in the center of the grand hall on the first floor, and see even more clearly.