YM778.TV Chapter 145 - 145: 130: The Meeting and the Miserable Xiang Zeng
Chapter 145 - 145: 130: The Meeting and the Miserable Xiang Zeng
Haizhou City.
Fuhai Province Martial Arts Association entrance.
Just like the day the Martial Arts Conference began.
The originally slightly lively entrance, today was exceptionally deserted. The reason for this was the sign placed at the bottom of the stairs leading to the entrance ,
[Closed to the public today]
Inside the association hall,
Compared to the bustling day of the Martial Arts Conference,
Today, the number of people present can be counted on one’s fingers.
Zhou Qiming, president’s assistant, temporarily responsible for handling the affairs of the president of the Martial Arts Association.
Zhao Zhenfeng, a closed-door Disciple of the Sect Master of the Power Sect.
Xiang Zeng, the son of the Sect Master of the Power Sect.
The three most powerful and influential martial arts halls in Haizhou City,
The masters of the Flying Fish Boxing Club, Kongming Boxing Club, and Turtle Fist School.
And the accompanying personnel of the Kongming Boxing Club Master.
Zhao Zhenfeng stood in the center of the hall,
Still poker-faced Zhou Qiming, stood quietly behind him.
The most eye-catching was Xiang Zeng.
He, who had just walked through the Ghost Gate yesterday, had a gauze wrapped around his head.
His eyes were filled with undisguised malice as he swept them back and forth over the people from the three martial art halls.
At the same time, the facial features on his face involuntarily twitched periodically.
The masters of the three martial arts halls were well aware of what happened yesterday.
They were all seasoned martial artists. Facing Xiang Zeng’s malicious gaze, they remained calm and composed.
“I am Qi Ming, a pleasure to meet you.”
The Kongming Boxing Club Master took a step forward and clasped his hands in salute toward Zhao Zhenfeng.
He was neither humble nor arrogant when facing the two men from the Power Sect.
In terms of status, he was the Martial Arts Hall Master.
Although the Power Sect was powerful and the disciples were strong,
It did not warrant him to bow and submit.
“Hehehe.”
“I have long heard of the Power Sect’s reputation, and today I have finally met you two, young talents indeed.”
The one speaking in an old-fashioned manner,
Was a short old man with white hair and beard, and sagging, aged skin standing beside Zhao Kongming.
His name was Li Hengkong.
He was the second master of the Kongming Boxing Club.
He was the direct disciple of the Kongming Fist Ancestor.
He was already over a hundred years old.
Back then, he was unrivaled in all of Haizhou City … no, the entire Fuhai Province.
Moreover, he was one of the few martial artists who successfully retreated from the martial arts world as they aged.
For so many years, Li Hengkong had been living in seclusion in the mountain forests near Haizhou City, leading a life like a carefree wandering crane.
Perhaps due to his healthy lifestyle, he managed to live past a hundred years old.
Moreover, just when he was nearing the end of his life, he encountered the Tide Rising Period and became a Qi-sensor.
However,
After becoming a Qi-sensor,
Li Hengkong did not choose to return to the martial arts world.
Instead, he continued to live in the mountain forests, practicing martial arts and farming every day.
Day by day, he did so.
Qi Ming, the current master of the Kongming Boxing Club, did not know the specifics of Li Hengkong’s strength. All he knew was that,
Whenever he went to visit this Ancestor,
In his presence, he would inexplicably find himself unable to speak and feel as if he were an ordinary person in front of a god.
Therefore,
When he heard that the Power Sect was coming and felt uneasy,
He sent someone to find this Ancestor, hoping that he would help him hold the ground.
With his Ancestor present,
“This person is …”
After Li Hengkong spoke,
Zhao Zhenfeng’s expression remained unchanged as his gaze fell directly upon him.
When facing the martial artists of Haizhou City, he still maintained politeness and cordiality, not showing the disdain and impatience in his heart.
“I am Li Hengkong.”
“I’ve met the two young friends.”
Li Hengkong stroked his white beard cheerfully. “Junior Zhao Zhenfeng, I have met Senior.”
Zhao Zhenfeng clasped his hands in salute.
However, Xiang Zeng behind him stared intently at Li Hengkong.
Bloodshot eyes gradually climbing up.
“Was it you?!”
“Was it … was it you who ambushed me?!”
As he spoke,
Xiang Zeng’s facial expressions went completely out of control.
His features squeezed together, becoming extremely ferocious.
Even more, saliva constantly overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
“Senior Brother, I think it must be him!!”
As he said this,
Xiang Zeng unexpectedly took a step forward, preparing to rush up.
“Get back!”
But at this moment,
Zhao Zhenfeng suddenly frowned and scolded lowly.
His voice was not loud, but Xiang Zeng seemed to be frightened, his body visibly shivering. His legs were even more rigid in place, not daring to move at all.
Only his eyes were still fixed on Li Hengkong.
Seeing this,
Zhao Zhenfeng bowed his hands again.
“My younger apprentice was just preparing to visit you all yesterday, but he was attacked on the way.”
“Though I barely saved him with medicine, it will still take some time to recover, so his behavior has been somewhat abnormal.”
“If it weren’t for him insisting on coming, I wouldn’t have brought him to this formal occasion.”
“I ask you all not to take offense.”
As he spoke, Zhao Zhenfeng’s face looked slightly heavy.
Nowadays, Xiang Zeng’s memory had become like a mentally disabled person, his emotional management completely out of control, and his impressions on many things were very fuzzy.
Like Zhao Zhenfeng.
In Xiang Zeng’s memory, he only remembers him as his senior brother.
So he obeyed Zhao Zhenfeng’s words.
As for the person who attacked him, Xiang Zeng could only vaguely remember some features of the attacker.
He only remembers a big figure, a deep voice, seemingly a young man.
But these were too vague to recognize.
Any martial artist who cultivates the Breathing Technique can enlarge their figure.
And Xiang Zeng couldn’t remember any specific information, only vague things.
There was only one useful point.
When the attacker entered the Breathing Method state, there was a deep blue tortoiseshell pattern on their body surface.
“Oh?”
After hearing what Zhao Zhenfeng said.
Although several people present had known about this already, they still pretended to be surprised.
“Who is so rampant as to attack a disciple of the Power Sect in our Haizhou
“I wonder if Zhao has any information about the attacker, and we will definitely help to the best of our ability.”
The Turtle Fist Sect leader patted his chest loudly, assuring Zhao Zhenfeng.
“It’s not a problem.”
“Let’s talk about it later.”
But Zhao Zhenfeng waved his hand.
He would soon know whether these people in front of him were the culprits who attacked Xiang Zeng.
Right now, the most important thing was his management measures for the martial arts halls in Fuhai Province.
“All of you are well-respected figures in Haizhou City and even the entire Fuhai
Province.” “So today, I hope you will set an example.”
With that,
Zhao Zhenfeng looked at Zhou Qiming beside him.
Zhou Qiming nodded and took a document out of his briefcase.
Looking at the words on the document,
even he, who rarely expressed his emotions, couldn’t help but reveal some anxiety in his eyes.
Last night,
when he received the message from Zhao Zhenfeng, he already had a premonition in his heart. Starting today, for some time to come, the martial arts world of Fuhai Province might undergo unprecedented turmoil.
Seeing Zhou Qiming’s performance, the Martial Arts Hall Masters couldn’t help but notice it.
They exchanged glances, a trace of solemnity flashing in their eyes.
At this moment,
Zhao Zhenfeng took the document from Zhou Qiming’s hand.
“There are three copies here.”
“Next, I will tell you the Power Sect’s management measures for Fuhai Province. ”
“After I finish, if you agree, you can sign and seal on the document.”
At this point,
Zhao Zhenfeng paused for a moment, his gaze swept over the several martial arts hall masters and Li Hengkong. He continued speaking only after making sure they had no objections,
“The day before yesterday, Martial Arts Association President Li Wuji issued an order for our Power Sect to take charge of supervising all the registered martial arts sects in Fuhai Province.”
“The purpose is to regulate the martial artists all across China and provide resource assistance to the best of the association’s ability.”
Upon nearing this,
The several Martial Arts Hall Masters remained expressionless, their emotions not wavering at all due to Zhao Zhenfeng’s words.
They knew, these were surface words.
Based on the information they had gathered, the Power Sect would never willingly hand over resources to others.
Next, the main topic would be discussed.
However, the first regulation Zhao Zhenfeng mentioned, made their facial expressions no longer able to hold back.
“Starting today, ”
“Spirit medicine resource allocation will be cancelled for martial arts sects ranking below Class A.”
“After being tested and approved by personnel from the Power Sect, Class A sects can choose to join the Power Sect as affiliates and receive Spirit medicine resources allocated by the Power Sect.”
“For Class A sects that do not pass the test by Power Sect personnel, their qualification will be revoked as well..”