Jiang Yuan withdrew his gaze.
As expected, the City is different; you can easily encounter a psychic-type Transferred Martial Artist.
He didn't pay it much mind.
He followed Xu Yihan into the interior of the Martial Arts Hall.
Inside, it was as large as a stadium, with tiered seating around the perimeter, a circular fighting arena covering a hundred meters in the center, and a giant screen above.
"What a grand setup," Jiang Yuan exclaimed, looking at the crowd in the seats. "If they sold tickets, they could probably make a fortune."
"Wang Xinlong is good at this kind of publicity and won't miss any opportunity to make money. I heard some people even opened a betting pool online, Thunder Martial Hall VS Chongming Martial Arts Hall, 3.5 to 1."
Hearing Xu Yihan's words, Jiang Yuan's eyes lit up.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?"
"By the time I knew, the betting had already closed," Xu Yihan sighed.
Otherwise, she would have genuinely wanted to take out a ten million loan to bet.
"Yihan."
Hearing a familiar voice, Xu Yihan turned her head to look and was startled to see Ji Feiyue and others sitting in the first row.
"Guild Leader, and Lan Xue, Luo Yi, Leina, why are you here?!"
Luo Yi clasped her hands behind her head, grinning at her, "What? You don't want us to come?"
"Actually, the Guild Leader already knows," Lan Xue said softly.
Xu Yihan looked at Ji Feiyue.
She smiled and nodded, "Everyone is a partner, it's fine if you rely on me more; it's just a Thunder Martial Hall, you don't need to worry about bringing me any trouble."
"However, now you owe Jiang Yuan a big favor."
Luo Yi leaned closer to Xu Yihan, teasingly joking, "Our Yihan doesn't have much money, how are you going to repay such a big favor? Oh right, you still have these big treasures..."
"Why not offer yourself as a pillow and commit yourself to him!"
Xu Yihan grabbed her mischievous hand, her face flushing red, and said:
"Don't, don't talk nonsense!"
Ji Feiyue's ruby-like red eyes looked at Jiang Yuan with a smile, "We meet again."
Today she wore a pure white high-slit dress, a black jacket embroidered with Scarlet Roses half-slipped off her shoulder, a golden rose-shaped hair accessory on her head, her hands clasped in front of her chest, her long legs crossed as she sat there, the high-slit dress revealing a flawless expanse of smooth, white skin on her thigh, looking incredibly noble and cold.
"Hello," Jiang Yuan nodded, and for a moment, his gaze was drawn to the bottomless white cleavage.
Ji Feiyue also noticed his gaze, and instead of getting angry, the corner of her mouth slightly lifted.
As expected, he's still an inexperienced young man...
What he can be tempted by, that's what makes him easy to control.
"Today counts as a team-building activity for our Scarlet Rose, and incidentally, I'll introduce our companions to you."
Ji Feiyue said, looking at the seats on the right.
"Shi Tou, Third-Rank LV34, Rare Profession, Armored Shieldbearer."
The giant man, wearing stone armor and a helmet that obscured his face, nodded at him, then fell silent again.
Lan Xue shook the woman next to her who had fallen asleep while dozing.
She slowly woke up, a trace of glistening saliva still on the corner of her mouth.
"Leina, Third-Rank LV32, Rare Profession, Shadowless Assassin."
After Leina gradually woke up, she was startled when she saw Jiang Yuan, then suddenly sat up from her seat and pointed at Jiang Yuan with a shocked expression.
"It, it's you?!"
"Do we know each other?" Jiang Yuan was a little surprised.
"I delivered takeout to you before, takeout, have you eaten takeout delivery, don't you remember?"
Hearing this, Jiang Yuan also suddenly remembered.
She was the takeout girl who delivered food to him that night.
"Leina, you know him?" Ji Feiyue asked.
"I went to his place to deliver takeout once and saw him. Could it be that you are the newcomer in our Guild?"
Seeing Jiang Yuan nod.
She was both surprised and emotional, "When I saw you last time, you were still honing your Qi and blood, and you became a Martial Artist so quickly?!"
"Oh my, what a coincidence. My name is Leina, I'm 23 years old, you can just call me Sister Leina, and if you don't understand anything in the future, just ask me. Speaking of which, have you become a little different from before? Your eyes have turned golden, is it because of the job transfer? And you've also grown a lot taller..."
Ji Feiyue smiled at Jiang Yuan, "Once she starts talking, she won't stop, don't mind her."
Luo Yi put her hand over her eyes, looking around, "It seems most of the people are here."
Just then, the giant screen lit up.
Everyone shifted their gaze to look.
An old man wearing a white Tang suit, with white hair and a youthful face, his hands behind his back, gently landed in the center of the arena.
"It's the old Hall Master of Xuanwu Martial Arts Hall, Huo Xuanqi!"
"So it's this person!"
"Is he very powerful?"
"Quite powerful."
"I heard he cultivated step by step with a common profession and D-grade talent, honing his martial arts techniques, and reached Fifth-Rank at the age of sixty, which is quite impressive. Xuanwu Martial Arts Hall also became the largest Martial Arts Hall in Nanjiang City because of him."
"Didn't he semi-retire? Why did he suddenly appear again?"
"I can't believe they could even invite him..."
The audience whispered among themselves.
Mo Yu's live stream chat was also discussing, surprised by Huo Xuanqi's appearance.
In the eyes of many ordinary people, he could be said to be synonymous with the word 'effort'.
Without outstanding talent or profession, he could still become a strong person by honing his martial arts techniques step by step.
Therefore, he was highly respected.
Standing on the stage, Huo Xuanqi stroked his beard and said, "Quite a lot of people have come."
As he spoke, the entire venue fell silent, showing how great his reputation was.
"Normally, I shouldn't get involved in challenges between two halls, but unfortunately, I have an old acquaintance in the old Hall Master of Thunder Martial Hall, and I also have some friendship with the former Hall Master of Chongming Martial Arts Hall, plus today's battle between Thunder Martial Hall and Chongming Martial Arts Hall involves an old matter that is difficult to disentangle. So I really couldn't back out,"
"I had no choice but to come and act as a mediator, trying to prevent both sides from forming a deadly enmity."
"Let bygones be bygones today."
"Since we Martial Artists have a dispute, let's speak with strength. The losing side today shall have no further complaints."
"Any problems, Hall Master Wang, Hall Master Xu?"
The faces of Wang Xinlong and Xu Yihan appeared on the screen, and the audience let out surprised murmurs, not expecting the Hall Master of Chongming Martial Arts Hall to be such a beautiful and outstanding woman.
Xu Yihan nodded, and Wang Xinlong laughed heartily, "Hall Master Xu, today, in front of Huo Lao and everyone, we'll decide the winner in one battle. If you lose, Chongming Martial Arts Hall must merge with our Thunder Martial Hall, and you must hand over your family's inherited martial arts."
"If you lose, you must not mention the weapon matter again, nor bother my Chongming Martial Arts Hall again."
"Of course!"
After Wang Xinlong finished speaking, a young man with tattoos on his face and a fierce expression walked onto the stage.
"Is he the Prodigy of Thunder Martial Hall?"
"Such strong Qi and blood, as expected, he has already become a Martial Practitioner (One-Rank)."
"To be able to train such a young Transferred Martial Artist, worthy of Thunder Martial Hall, truly impressive."
"Full of ferocity..."
The onlookers whispered to each other.
Chen Hao and Zeng Hang sat together.
"Hiss, it's indeed Liang Cheng from Class S, this guy has become fiercer than before," Chen Hao said, swallowing.
Zeng Hang crossed his arms, his expression solemn, "Martial Practitioners (One-Rank) are indeed different. I wonder who his opponent is?"
"Among peers, besides those few abnormal ones, who else is his opponent? Back in school, this guy Liang Cheng was known for his brutal fighting style; several classmates who sparred with him were beaten so badly they ended up hospitalized. I think that unlucky fellow from Chongming Martial Arts Hall today is going to be crippled," Chen Hao said.
Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure.
"Zeng Hang, look, isn't that Jiang Yuan?"
Zeng Hang looked and recognized Jiang Yuan's back as well, "Looks like it."
Chen Hao stood up, waving and shouting, "Hey, Yuanzi! Yuan..."
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Jiang Yuan, with his hands in his jacket pockets, walking up the steps one by one, onto the arena, appearing opposite Liang Cheng.
Chen Hao's expression and movements immediately froze.
"...Huh?"
"What is Jiang Yuan going up there for?"
Zeng Hang was also stunned, saying blankly, "He couldn't possibly... be that unlucky fellow you mentioned, right?"
"..."