Chapter 248: Chapter 116 Return, Invincible Grandmaster_3
"Wait a moment!" Yu God interrupted with a smile and looked at Zhang Feng curiously, "While you can still speak, I’d like to ask you, how did you get out of the coffin back then?"
Yu God had many curiosities, with a look of wanting to investigate.
But in the next second.
He couldn’t smile anymore.
Zhang Feng pulled out two pistols from his waist, aiming them all at him,
"It’s not just you who’s curious, I’m also a bit curious. Don’t you guys search anyone? How could you let me bring in guns?"
During the conversation, a bodyguard beside him wanted to draw a gun.
Bang!
Zhang Feng quickly fired a shot, hitting him right in the forehead.
But at the same time, Yu God exerted force with his feet, ripping through the plastic lawn, charging towards a nearby load-bearing pillar, trying to find cover.
However, with two gunshots.
Zhang Feng accurately shot his two ankles, causing him to fall to the ground with a thud.
’How can he predict me...’ Yu God showed an uneasy look, the burning and numbness in his ankles made him realize the opponent’s martial arts were far superior to his.
Otherwise, the opponent couldn’t have made such an outrageous prediction and precisely shattered his ankle bones.
Given his fifteen-meter step and sudden exertion, not even a top-notch sharpshooter could achieve such precision.
Zhang Feng, however, ignored him and turned his gun towards another target,
"Thank you, Master Meng."
Bang!
Master Meng got shot in the forehead.
Zhang Feng turned the gun again, killing all the bodyguards in the room in the next second.
Only the trembling Boss Chen was left in the room.
Only then did Zhang Feng look at the groaning Yu God,
"Do you know where that Ling something’s address is?"
"I..." Yu God was now only filled with fear and pain, no longer any arrogance, but his mouth still seemed a bit tough.
Seeing that interrogating him would take some time, Zhang Feng turned to Boss Chen, who seemed ready to spill everything,
"Do you know that Ling?"
"I do!" Boss Chen quickly said, "Tonight at seven, there’s a martial arts gathering planned, with many martial arts hall disciples and sect disciples attending, it’s an internal meeting for the martial arts community...
It’ll be open to outsiders later...
The address tonight... it’s at the Pengxin Stadium... he’ll be there..."
"Mm, good." Zhang Feng nodded, "Is there an entry scan? Can it detect guns?"
"Yes..." Boss Chen replied truthfully, "Weapons are banned in the internal competition... not to mention guns..."
"I see." Zhang Feng picked up his gun,
"Then let’s stop the chat, I have other matters to attend to."
As soon as he finished speaking.
Bang!
Zhang Feng shot and killed Boss Chen, then looked at the trembling Yu God, "Yu God, all your people are dead, now you’ll have to show me the way."
...
Seven in the evening.
Light rain drizzling in the sky.
Inside the top-enclosed stadium.
Today, it wasn’t open to the public, only people from the martial world gathered one after another.
But there were also some streamers and reporters mingling in the crowd.
Anyway, with nearly a thousand people, no one bothered to check.
"Xingyi!"
At the entrance, several disciples acted as gatekeepers. When they heard someone reporting their sect name or showing invitations, they didn’t dig too deeply.
"Qingcheng Martial Arts Hall!" Sometimes, groups of ten or so came together.
These reporters and streamers mingled in by following such groups.
"Friends..." Even though they got in, they were still discreet in their recordings.
And their focus of recording was on the center.
There were a dozen tables lined up on both sides.
Sitting at the tables were heads of major martial arts halls, some sect leaders, or highly skilled individuals.
Among them, now ranked second in the world, also the head of the Ling Martial Arts Hall, Uncle Ling, sat towards the middle.
Next to him was the current number one in the world, the head of the Li Martial Arts Hall.
’He can only beat me by half a move...’
At this moment, Uncle Ling was secretly sizing up Master Li, contemplating a bout with him today.
If his opponent’s state was just slightly off, he might reclaim the title of number one in the world.
That way, he wouldn’t have to wait four or five years for Yu God to rise.
’That boy has a terrible temper!’
Thinking of Yu God, Uncle Ling felt a bit displeased, ’If it weren’t for his good roots, I wouldn’t have relied on him.’
"Master Ling, what are you thinking about?" At this moment, the world’s number one, Master Li, questioned Uncle Ling.
And at this point, as the two appeared to converse.
Many people focused their attention here, ignoring the disciples still competing in the center ’training ground’.
"Will they fight?" A streamer was secretly recording.
"A battle for the world’s number one?" Reporters were also adjusting their phones and cameras in their bags.
"Not thinking about anything." Uncle Ling, facing Master Li’s inquiry, looked him up and down, evaluating his state.
Similarly, Master Li, engaging with him, was also observing Uncle Ling’s state, wondering if Uncle Ling would suddenly challenge him.
Because their martial arts skills were indeed evenly matched.
Not only did they know this in their hearts, but everyone in the stadium, being martial artists or enthusiasts, was also aware.
"Do you think... will the two titans fight today?"
"I think they will?"
"Look, Master Ling has put down his tea cup, suggesting an invitation."
"Yes! Master Li is also standing up, he’s gesturing, is it an invitation?"
"Stop talking, watch carefully..."
Many disciples in the stands were exchanging words.
"Let’s stop competing for now." The disciples in the training ground, seeing the two come out from behind their tables, also tacitly stopped, eager to watch the battle for the world’s number one title today.