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Chapter 629: The Eve of the Grandmaster Convention!

Chapter 629: Chapter 629: The Eve of the Grandmaster Convention!

The entire Mount Hua was now entirely surrounded.

After all, among the officials, there were Martial Arts Grandmasters who knew that a battle between Grandmasters was no ordinary event. If Mount Hua was not sealed off, it could attract unnecessary trouble.

Years ago at the Grandmaster’s Conference, a battle among Grandmasters had shattered the mountaintop, sending huge boulders rolling down from the sky, crushing ordinary people to death.

Therefore, during the Grandmaster’s Conference, not a single ordinary person could be present in the vicinity.

This was the rule!

Now, as more and more people learned that the Grandmaster’s Conference was to be held, they began to gravitate towards Mount Hua, eager to participate in the Grandmasters’ battle to decide the ultimate victor.

It wasn’t that the Grandmaster’s Conference wouldn’t be held just because Long Aojue was about to arrive.

At this moment.

At the airport in Xuan Country.

A middle-aged man with red hair slowly emerged. His whole demeanor was full of energy. It was Long Aojue, and now, his gaze swept around as a faint smile appeared on his face.

Standing beside him was a tall, robust man, who said at the moment, "Master, we’ve arrived in Xuan Country!"

"I know!" Long Aojue nodded.

"So, how are we going to find that Tang Zhong now? The organization said we should locate Tang Zhong and then make him hand over the Treasure he obtained from Hidden Sword Mountain!" the robust man said beside him.

"Of course I know!" Long Aojue said, then he started to laugh coldly, the corners of his mouth slightly lifting, "But since we’ve come back, the grudges from many years ago must also be settled with them!"

Many years ago, the scene of him being forced out of Xuan Country was still vivid in his mind; he could never forget the humiliation of that moment.

So, as he neared his return to Xuan Country, he had posted on the martial arts forums, believing that news of his return must now be widely spread among the martial arts circles of Xuan Country!

"Ten years gone, Xuan Country, I am back!"

Inside the airport, Long Aojue laughed heartily to the sky, completely ignoring the people around him.

Suddenly, his expression turned cold: "Let’s go, follow me for revenge. Judging by the date, the Grandmaster’s Conference is about to start. Let’s meet the Grandmasters of Xuan Country!"

"Yes!"

Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, the two men slowly left the place.

Meanwhile, at the Long Wu base.

Early in the morning, all the soldiers of Long Wu were training.

Suddenly, a group of people walked in from outside; Li Linglong was among them. However, Li Linglong wasn’t the focus among the group; instead, it was a man in a white robe, Meng Wuxiang, who was slowly walking forward, his destination being the place where Tang Zhong was in secluded meditation.

"Senior brother, senior brother, Tang Zhong might not be here, you don’t need to look for him!" Li Linglong continuously told the young man in the white robe.

But Meng Wuxiang completely ignored Li Linglong.

Li Linglong was becoming more and more anxious.

The thing he feared still happened.

After learning about Tang Zhong’s actions, his senior brother had declared his intention to challenge Tang Zhong. Despite his repeated attempts to stop it, they were futile, hence the current scene.

His senior brother, Li Linglong knew, was a proud man.

Tang Zhong had taken the position of Chief Instructor at Long Wu, reviving the nearly defunct Long Wu, and had received such high treatment. The position of Chief Instructor had initially been destined for his own senior brother, so his senior brother would certainly remember this. After all, even his own senior brother might not have been able to revive Long Wu.

Furthermore, Master Zhang Changgong had repeatedly mentioned Tang Zhong in front of the eldest apprentice brother, who would definitely remember Tang Zhong.

This led to the eldest apprentice brother starting to challenge Tang Zhong directly.

Once the apprentice brother made a move, his opponent was bound to get injured.

Li Linglong knew well that Tang Zhong was no match for the apprentice brother, so he must stop this duel by any means necessary.

However, Meng Wuxiang didn’t care about Li Linglong at all.

Soon, they arrived at the entrance to Tang Zhong’s research base.

Seeing this, Li Linglong thought to himself that this was bad for Tang Zhong; he truly hoped that when Tang Zhong met the apprentice brother, he could refuse the fight.

"Apprentice brother, apprentice brother, let’s just forget it!" Li Linglong said.

At the entrance of the research base, there were soldiers guarding the place. Seeing Meng Wuxiang and Li Linglong approaching, they quickly saluted, recognizing Li Linglong and knowing that these two were officers.

"Greetings, officers!"

Meng Wuxiang looked at the two men and asked, "Where is Tang Zhong?"

Upon hearing this, Li Linglong was about to tell the soldiers not to disclose Tang Zhong’s whereabouts, but it was too late.

"Chief Instructor Tang is inside the base!" the two soldiers said.

Meng Wuxiang didn’t say anything more but looked towards the front of the base, just about to push the door open, when suddenly he stopped, squinting at something ahead, sensing the surging Blood Power in front of him.

"He is actually cultivating... To cultivate Blood Power to such an extent is impressive, I’m even more eager to battle you!"

Meng Wuxiang said.

He was a proud man; he disliked it immensely when someone took what was his.

Since he began his practice in Martial Arts, he had always been the top student, a genius one in ten thousand, and in just his twenties, he had already stepped into the ranks of a Grandmaster.

In the Grandmaster battles, he was still the first!

Over these twenty years, he had encountered many glories.

Wherever he appeared, others could virtually be said to fade into insignificance.

However, ever since a man named Tang Zhong appeared, everything started to change.

Master Zhang Changgong had initially praised only him; later on, Tang Zhong was added. Meng Wuxiang, being a proud man, would not permit this scene to play out, but he had not initially taken Tang Zhong seriously because Tang Zhong was too weak. Later, after Tang Zhong Sword Slashed Master of Hidden Sword Mountain and gained a great fortune, Meng Wuxiang started noticing Tang Zhong. Then, when Tang Zhong, in Luo Country, with the power of one man, intimidated the entire Luo Country, Meng Wuxiang cared even more and felt competitive towards Tang Zhong. Finally, what was definitely going to be his position of Chief Instructor of Long Wu ended up being taken by Tang Zhong, so it can be said that Meng Wuxiang started to entertain thoughts of competing with Tang Zhong.

And Tang Zhong’s performance in Long Wu made Meng Wuxiang care even more.

All these were the fuse, and what truly lit this fuse was people in the Martial Arts community calling Tang Zhong a Martial Arts genius just like him, Meng Wuxiang, and saying that the top challenger on the Master List was none other than Tang Zhong.

These were things Meng Wuxiang couldn’t tolerate; he was unique, no one could compare to him, so he must defeat Tang Zhong to tell the people in Martial Arts that no one could compare to him, Meng Wuxiang.

He wanted to prove that he was the strongest, so this battle was inevitable.

It had to happen.

Seeing the aura drifting around the research base, Li Linglong’s eyes suddenly showed delight, "Apprentice brother, it seems that guy is in seclusion, so it seems there’s no way for you two to compete this time!"

"Then we’ll wait for him to come out!" Meng Wuxiang said, immediately finding a cushion, sitting down cross-legged to wait.

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