Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 803: Seizing the Ship

Chapter 803: Chapter 803: Seizing the Ship

Pop.

A chess piece falls onto the board.

On the cruise ship, two elderly men from the Jin City National Martial Arts Research Association are engaging in a game of chess.

These two elders are towering figures in the national martial arts world, their strength has reached the level of quasi-grandmasters.

The elder on the left has silvery white hair and wears a Tang suit, yet his eyes are bright and sharp, even more so than those of many young people.

The elder with silvery white hair is the current sect leader of the Xingyi Sect and also a director of the National Martial Arts Research Association, Hua Jiufeng.

Opposite him is another elder, bald and shiny, rotund like a Maitreya Buddha, his squinted eyes showing a smile.

This bald elder’s identity is equally significant; he is Zhang Wunian, a successor of Wudang Tai Chi, known by his Daoist name Cang Yun.

As Cang Yun Daoist places a chess piece, he smiles and glances across: "Heh, this young fellow seems to be from your Xingyi Sect, quite crafty."

"Clearly, he already gathered all the tokens yet pretends to be eliminated, stirring up so many people, tut tut."

"Seems quite unlike someone you could teach."

With a pop, Hua Jiufeng places a white piece: "Cang Yun old Taoist, sounds like you have hidden meanings in your words?"

"Heh, I’m praising you. You’re the most composed and measured person. I’ve known you for over thirty years, and since your youth, you’ve had this calm demeanor, as if the sky could fall and you’d remain unmoved."

"Your disciple is quite spirited and unconventional, haha."

Hua Jiufeng hums lightly.

"This lad is a bit unruly, but he has decent talent; perhaps this year there’s hope."

"Cang Yun old Taoist, I haven’t seen your disciple."

"Just one is here, it’s normal not to see him. Let’s not mention him; this year he’s just arranged to accompany the race and gain some experience."

"Speaking of which, in the Southeast Division, I still see promising talents; several major martial arts academies have some foundation, not to mention a national martial arts family seems to be making an appearance this time."

"But being stirred by your disciple like this, heh, the final outcome is hard to say."

Hua Jiufeng hums lightly.

"The cycle of feng shui turns; in such chaos, those who remain should be the cream of the crop, isn’t that our purpose?"

"Heh, aren’t you afraid that too few qualified people will be left to continue the tournament, that would be quite amusing."

"Those truly capable will certainly reach the end."

Hua Jiufeng resolutely drops a piece.

"You lost."

"I lost? Heh, indeed." Cang Yun Daoist drops the piece in his hand, glancing at the clock on the wall.

"About time to turn the ship around."

The cruise ship makes a wide turn on the vast sea, then heads back toward the previous island.

Meanwhile, the island is already in chaos.

Li Feng didn’t join in the heat of the battle; while fighting rages on the island, Li Feng directly dives into the sea from a coastal spot.

Li Feng swims on the surface as if lying on the ocean, with minimal body movement, his breath carried by the rise and fall of the waves.

His whole body like a devilfish, swimming close to the surface, leaving no trace from afar.

Li Feng approaches a lifeboat over three hundred meters offshore silently; four people are staying on this lifeboat, compared to the intense fighting on the island, they are lazily sunbathing, lulling to sleep.

"Hey, keep your spirits up, don’t fall asleep, don’t let anyone find an opening."

"I’m watching; it’s calm on the sea, the nearest lifeboats are hundreds of meters away. If there’s any disturbance, how could I not see it?"

"So boring, wish I brought a deck of cards; could at least play some games to pass the time."

"Grumble, grumble."

One person clutches his growling stomach: "Look at the sun, it’s past noon already, it’s afternoon, my stomach’s growling, but this preliminary seems endless."

"Humph, looking at this mess, might go until sunset before ending, and you’re just hungry; those guys on the island aren’t just hungry, fighting consumes a lot of energy."

Thinking of this, the person furrows his brow.

In a ring fight, irrespective of how it’s fought, there’s an end; a preliminary has no time limit at all, and with two or three thousand in a melee, it’s beyond personal strength.

"Alright, worrying here is pointless, just keep watch over the boat...!" Before finishing his words, a hand emerges from the sea, directly gripping the edge of the boat.

"Who!"

The speaker startles and leaps up, but before steadying, Li Feng shakes the lifeboat gripping the railing.

The lifeboat, being small, shakes violently.

The four on board lose their balance, staggering.

Not being long-term seafarers, it’s hard to remain stable on the boat; though not complete novices, these people aren’t used to such sways.

Li Feng, leveraging the boat’s movement, leaps from the sea onto the boat.

"Kid, we’re from Yue Family Martial Arts Hall, leave now, or else...!"

"Zhang Gang, stop wasting words; dares to pluck the tiger’s whiskers of our Yue Family Martial Arts Hall, humph, just passing time with him since we’re bored."

Behind, someone cracks his fingers noisily, bored indeed.

No point in talking.

Li Feng just came up, how could he jump off; Yue Family Martial Arts Hall?

Formidable, isn’t it?

Li Feng throws two tokens, using them as hidden weapons, while delivering a backspin kick.

The unsuspecting Yue Family Martial Arts Hall disciple behind is kicked in the face, tumbling.

With a splash, he falls into the sea.

One strike successfully.

Li Feng rushes forward, raising a fist against another; swaying boat keeps the opponent from counterattacking, standing even is difficult.

Li Feng punches the person off the boat.

Everything happens in a flash; as Li Feng succeeds, the remaining two disciples from Yue Family Martial Arts Hall glower at him.

"Attack together."

As they leap towards him, Li Feng smirks, shaking the boat which sways.

"What the heck."

Splash, splash.

Weaklings.

On land, they might stand a chance in a few rounds; here on the lifeboat, they can’t manifest even a third of their strength.

"Kid, I’ve memorized your face; you’ll face us after offending Yue Family Martial Arts Hall."

Li Feng scoffs, takes the lifeboat paddle, ready to leave.

Just then, an unexpected change occurs.

Another hand emerges from the opposite side of the boat, gripping the edge.