Jiang Wuming and Qi Wufu left the peak of Longhu Mountain and returned to their residence. They found that the Battle Dragon team's armed helicopter had landed on a flat grassy area in front of the wooden house.
Two days prior, before Jiang Wuming entered seclusion on the peak of Longhu Mountain, he had called Qin Xiaozhi. Besides telling Qin Xiaozhi to relay his message to the foreign enemies, he also asked Qin Xiaozhi to arrange for Dongfang Xiaoyao to pick him up.
Dongfang Xiaoyao had flown her helicopter to Longhu Mountain the previous night. However, instead of parking the armed helicopter in the scenic area's parking lot like the military pilot who had delivered Long Qisheng, she had landed it here with her superior skills.
"Grandfather Tianlong, Brother Wuming."
Seeing Tianlong Daoist and Jiang Wuming approaching, Dongfang Xiaoyao immediately went to greet them.
"Call me Master from now on," Tianlong Daoist said faintly, then his figure flickered as he darted towards his residence.
"Uh..."
Dongfang Xiaoyao was stunned and stood frozen, her mouth agape.
Although she had come to Longhu Mountain a long time ago, she had never been formally accepted as a disciple by Tianlong Daoist. This was one of the regrets of her life. Now, Tianlong Daoist asking her to call him Master meant he had acknowledged her as his disciple!
However, soon, Dongfang Xiaoyao quickly snapped out of her surprise and said to Jiang Wuming, "Brother Wuming, the foreign martial arts prodigies have arrived. They are very strong, with one at the first stage of Four-star War God, one at the eleventh stage of Three-star War God, and three at the tenth stage of Three-star War God..."
As she spoke, Dongfang Xiaoyao looked at Jiang Wuming with some worry. In her opinion, with Jiang Wuming's strength, it wouldn't be a problem if those three martial arts prodigies at the tenth stage of Three-star War God won the match. But if he encountered the other two, it would be extremely dangerous.
Jiang Wuming sensed Dongfang Xiaoyao's concern and smiled, patting her head. "Don't worry, everything will be fine. Go to Master's place and see if he needs anything. Help him carry it. We'll meet at the helicopter in five minutes."
"Okay, Brother Wuming!"
Dongfang Xiaoyao nodded, her figure flickered, and she immediately headed towards Tianlong Daoist's wooden house. Jiang Wuming, on the other hand, returned to his own residence alone.
"I've got the clothes you need to change into. You can go change first," Li Lianyin said with a smile as Jiang Wuming entered the wooden house. This was the first time she had done such a thing. Although it was clumsy and more difficult than thoroughly researching a rare medicinal herb, she did it with great care, just as she loved Jiang Wuming with all her heart!
"Okay."
Jiang Wuming nodded, his heart filled with warmth. He knew that such small matters were easy for other girls, but for Li Lianyin, it was not a simple task. As a young lady of the Li family, she had perfectly inherited the Li family's medical skills and had dedicated almost all her energy to studying medicine. When would she have the time to do such things?
Two minutes later, Jiang Wuming emerged after changing his clothes. He saw that Li Lianyin had already finished packing and was wearing a backpack.
"I'll go with you," Li Lianyin said proactively, stating her intention. She had always fulfilled the promise of "being with him." Today, this battle was likely to become the most important martial arts challenge in the history of Jiang Wuming and even Longguo, carrying extraordinary significance. Naturally, she had to be there to watch.
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At eleven o'clock, the training ground of Donghai Martial Arts Academy was already packed with people. People from the Longguo martial arts community and other global martial arts organizations and forces were spread around the edges of the training ground. Among them, representative figures such as Zhuge Lingjun, Sheng Lun@Roman, and Qi Wufu all entered the training ground, standing several meters away from the grand stage, facing the foreign enemies from a distance. Nearly a hundred foreign enemies appeared before the grand stage. In addition to the representatives and strongest heirs of the five major foreign families, there were also some of their retainers.
"The hour of Si has passed, and the hour of Wu is approaching. Why hasn't that native ant called Jiang Wuming appeared yet?"
"Exactly. They shouted loudly, but now there's no trace. What does this mean? Could it be that they intend to retreat in fear and become cowards?!"
Suddenly, the silence of the training ground was broken. Two foreign martial arts prodigies at the tenth stage of Three-star War God spoke one after another, questioning loudly.
*Swish, swish, swish...*
Facing the taunts and questions from the two martial arts prodigies at the Three-star War God level, the expressions of almost everyone from the Longguo martial arts community, including Zhuge Lingjun and Qi Wufu, changed.
Just then, Qin Xiaozhi spoke again on behalf of Jiang Wuming: "My brother is already on his way here and will arrive before the hour of Wu. He will absolutely fulfill your wish to reincarnate!"
"An ant from the native land, making us go through all this trouble, and then making us wait for him. When he arrives, I will grind him to dust!"
As Qin Xiaozhi's voice fell, the third foreign martial arts prodigy at the tenth stage of Three-star War God also spoke. His surname was Mu, and his given name was Kuang. He was the strongest martial arts prodigy from the Mu family, the same Mu family that Jiang Wuming had killed the brothers Mu Ming and Mu Qing from! Back then, the Mu family had paid a heavy price to kill Jiang Wuming and win the previous game. This made his hatred for Jiang Wuming far surpass that of the strongest geniuses from the other four major families. He wanted to kill Jiang Wuming himself, even wishing Jiang Wuming would appear immediately so he could grind him to dust!
Hearing Mu Kuang's words, the other four martial arts prodigies remained silent. According to their agreement, the strongest heirs of the five major families would draw lots to decide who would fight first. The person who defeated Jiang Wuming would win the victory of the previous game. Seeing this, Mu Kuang knew that the other four would not give him the chance to fight, which made him even more indignant. He said, "Is there only one capable person among the younger generation of this native world? Is there any young native present who dares to fight me?"
There was no response. Although Ye Kunlun, Ye Feng, Wang Tuo, and others were eager to get on stage and beat up Mu Kuang, they were powerless. The strongest among them, Wang Tuo, was only at the ninth stage of Two-star War God. The gap in strength between him and Mu Kuang was vast. Challenging him would be no different from seeking death!
"I'll only use one hand! No, I'll only use one finger! If anyone can withstand one of my fingers, I'll consider them the winner!"
Mu Kuang taunted again. He could clearly sense that among the younger generation of Earth, only a few were at the Two-star War God realm, and the rest were at the One-star War God realm. He could kill them with just one finger!
*Swish, swish, swish...*
In an instant, Ye Kunlun, Ye Feng, Wang Tuo, and even Gade from the City of Sin and Qitian and Caroline from the Underworld Hall changed their expressions! At this moment, they all felt that their dignity and pride as martial arts prodigies were being trampled by Mu Kuang! Among them, Ye Kunlun, known as "Flat-headed Brother" and "Martial Maniac," with his neck craned and face flushed, was about to rush out, but was stopped by the Kunlun Sect Master.
"That son of a b*tch is too infuriating!" Ye Kunlun said, full of grievance and anger, his heart filled with frustration. The Kunlun Sect Master, Yun Tianjian, had a stern face and remained silent. He also felt humiliated and wronged, but what could he do?
"Mu Kuang, the strongest among the young natives here is only at the Two-star War God level. Challenging you is like a moth flying into a flame; it's a dead end. Even if they had ten times the courage, they wouldn't dare." At this moment, the foreign martial arts prodigy at the first stage of Four-star War God suddenly spoke. Her name was Xilai, the strongest heir of the Xijia family from the Western world of the foreign lands. She was also the strongest martial arts prodigy of this era in the foreign lands. Even though she had come to Earth and was suppressed and weakened by the world's rules, she still possessed the strength of the first stage of Four-star War God! She had an ugly face and wore a blue long dress that made her look old. She was both ugly and "old."
"Xilai, although that's true, we can't just wait here, can we?" Mu Kuang looked at Xilai and restrained his emotions. Even though he was also one of the strongest heirs of the five major foreign families, he dared not challenge Xilai. The latter's martial arts prodigy was too formidable. Not only was she the strongest among the younger generation of the foreign lands, but she was also comparable to the young selves of those overlords who had dominated an era in the history of foreign martial arts!
"How about this, let my martial attendant go down and play for a bit to warm up the atmosphere," Xilai said slowly, her tone flat but carrying an undeniable authority. Mu Kuang did not object upon hearing this, and the other three foreign martial arts prodigies remained silent.
At the same time, a young man in a white robe walked out from behind Xilai. He first respectfully bowed to Xilai and the representatives of the five major families. He was Xilai's martial attendant. He had accompanied Xilai in practicing martial arts since childhood and possessed strength comparable to ordinary foreign martial arts prodigies. Even though he was here and suppressed by the world's rules, he still possessed the strength of the tenth stage of Two-star War God! After doing all this, his figure flickered, and he darted forward, stabilizing himself. He arrogantly said, "I have a sword. Does any young native dare to receive it?"
"I will!"
In the next moment.
A voice rang out. Wang Tuo, the former vanguard commander of the Loulan Legion and current captain of the Loulan Guard Squad of the Central Domain Legion, a descendant of martyrs, could no longer tolerate the repeated taunts from the foreign enemies. Without seeking permission from Qi Wufu, he flickered his figure and directly darted into the training ground. He drew the standard saber at his waist, the tip of the saber pointing directly at Xilai's martial attendant – the white-robed youth: "I have a saber. Do you dare to receive it?!"
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ps: More tonight.