As dawn broke, a Mercedes-Benz van arrived in front of a villa in London's affluent district.
The owner of this villa was Xiviel @ Roman.
As the core leader of the War God Hall, the Roman family was the foremost martial arts power in Britain and even Europe.
The Roman family owned manors in several British cities, but Xiviel @ Roman preferred not to live in the family's London estate. He often resided in this villa near the Thames River.
The car stopped, and Wusa stepped out.
Two bodyguards wearing earpieces immediately approached him. "Sir, parking is not allowed here."
"I am Wusa. I wish to see Lord Xiviel. Please convey my regards. Thank you."
Wusa smiled slightly, his smile as pure as that of a youth untouched by the harsh realities of the world.
"Alright, please wait a moment."
The bodyguard scrutinized Wusa for a few seconds before reporting via walkie-talkie.
Ten minutes later, as the sky fully brightened and the first rays of sunlight pierced the eastern and western horizons, Wusa was led by the bodyguard to the villa's rear garden.
Xiviel @ Roman sat on a garden chair. On the table before him were a glass of milk, a sandwich, a vegetable salad, and a grilled sausage.
When Wusa arrived, Xiviel @ Roman was having breakfast.
Behind him stood a young man in black, emanating the aura of a One-star War God, possessing a strength of Nine-stage One-star War God.
This young man was Xiviel @ Roman's direct disciple and one of his most valued students.
"Respected Lord Xiviel, it is a pleasure to meet you."
Upon seeing Xiviel @ Roman, Wusa bowed, showing deep respect.
"Anthony informed me that I am to arrange for you to represent Europe in today's Two-star War God competition, is that correct?"
Xiviel @ Roman stopped eating, wiped his hands with a napkin, and looked up at Wusa.
"Yes, respected Lord Xiviel!" Wusa nodded.
"Do you know who your opponent is?" Xiviel @ Roman asked again.
"Yes, Lord Xiviel. On my way here to see you, I thoroughly reviewed the data of Jiang Wuming from the Dragon Country and learned everything about him. He is the most powerful martial arts prodigy of the younger generation in the Dragon Country and even globally. He performed astonishingly in the recently concluded prodigy competition – he killed Sean, a Four-stage Three-star War God, at the level of Six-stage Two-star War God, and, while severely injured, counter-killed over twenty martial arts prodigies led by Zorro of Europa..."
Wusa rapidly recounted the information he had gathered about Jiang Wu.
"Then why do you believe you can kill him?"
Xiviel @ Roman interrupted Wusa.
"Bang—"
In response to Xiviel @ Roman, a muffled thud echoed.
Behind Xiviel @ Roman, the young man in black fell to the ground, his eyes closed, motionless.
Whoosh!
Xiviel @ Roman's expression turned extremely grim!
This was because he could no longer sense his disciple's aura – the latter had died silently!
"Respected Lord Xiviel, my teacher Anthony sends his regards."
Wusa bowed again, his innocent smile unchanged, yet it instilled a sense of inexplicable dread in Xiviel @ Roman.
That dread did not stem from Wusa, nor from Wusa silently killing his disciple in front of him, but from Anthony @ Roman!
...
Concurrently, at the hotel where the Dragon Country delegation was staying.
Li Lianyi arrived at Jiang Wuming's room once more.
"Including the injured I personally treated and saw, there were Five-star War Gods among them, but none recovered their injuries faster than you!"
After examining Jiang Wuming's injuries, Li Lianyi spoke.
Jiang Wuming offered a wry smile and remained silent.
Over the past day, he had been cultivating mental domain techniques and offensive secret arts in a mysterious space.
One day in the real world equated to ten days in the mental world. He not only cultivated his mental power to the Ten-stage One-star War God level but also fully comprehended and mastered the second form of mental offensive secret arts, the Spirit Sword Technique.
During this process, he had absorbed energy from the mysterious space multiple times.
That energy not only restored his mental power but also healed his injuries again.
"Grandpa Qi and the others held a meeting yesterday to discuss the upcoming martial arts practical competitions. From what I know, the Dragon Country delegation's goal is to achieve three victories. They didn't call you to the meeting because you were cultivating and because they were confident you would win the Two-star War God level competition."
Li Lianyi spoke again, informing Jiang Wuming about the meeting held by Qi Wufu and others yesterday.
"I received information from Caroline of the Underworld Hall that Saint Lun @ Roman has possibly broken through to a legendary realm. Do Marshal Qi and the others know about this?" Jiang Wuming asked.
"They know," Li Lianyi nodded.
"If that's the case, then in the Five-star War God level competition, we have no hope of winning."
Jiang Wuming raised an eyebrow and said, "In the Three-star War God and Four-star War God levels, Master Zhujian and Dean Ren Xiaoyao are confident in their strength, but if the enemy resorts to a war of attrition, it will be very dangerous."
"Don't worry, they won't use a war of attrition," Li Lianyi said confidently.
"Why?"
Jiang Wuming blurted out the question. He had merely considered this possibility but hadn't carefully thought about whether his worry would materialize.
"How do you view this Global Martial Arts Congress?" Li Lianyi countered.
"This martial arts congress is essentially an internal war within the War God Hall," Jiang Wuming said.
"Not only that, but it is also a probe and even a disuniting effort by secular governments against the War God Hall, as well as a contest between nations. The reason for all this is that external enemies have not descended for twelve years, and humanity has forgotten the danger and begun to fight for power and profit."
Li Lianyi added, "In this context, the leadership of the Roman family or the European branch of the War God Hall is not as exaggerated as you imagine. They could completely control the prodigy competition mainly because of your existence. Your father is an enemy of many factions, and you have also become a target they all want to kill!
But others are not. Dafeng Novel Network.
Therefore, in the upcoming competitions, various factions will not listen to the arrangements of the Roman family and the European branch of the War God Hall, nor will they dispatch strong individuals to be cannon fodder and pave the way for them."
"Besides your superb medical skills, you also possess a talent for politics," Jiang Wuming said, looking at Li Lianyi with admiration.
"Thank you for your compliment."
Li Lianyi first expressed her thanks, then sighed, "Although the various factions will not heed the Roman family's arrangements, according to what I've learned, Grandpa Qi lacks confidence in the Dragon Country delegation achieving three victories."
"Oh?"
Jiang Wuming's eyebrows shot up.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Wuming and Li Lianyi went downstairs together and saw that all members of the Dragon Country delegation, including Qi Wufu, wore serious and solemn expressions.
This made him realize that what Li Lianyi had said earlier might be true.
Excluding Yun Tianjian, neither Zhujian nor Ren Xiaoyao was confident of winning their matches!
"Wuming, according to the latest intelligence we received, a young man visited Xiviel @ Roman's residence this morning and left the villa with Xiviel @ Roman, heading to the Tower of London.
We suspect that this mysterious young man is very likely to be your opponent in the Two-star War God level competition. However, we have no information about him. Be careful and do not underestimate him."
Qi Wufu walked directly in front of Jiang Wuming and spoke to remind him.
"Marshal, I cannot decide the subsequent matches, but I can guarantee you that in any competition I participate in, there will be no mistakes!"
Jiang Wuming spoke, both to respond to Qi Wufu and to issue a military order in public.
He intended to boost the morale of the entire Dragon Country delegation with a resounding victory!
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