Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 552 Clouds move in all directions
That night, the T2 terminal, which had not yet been completely destroyed, was brightly lit. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows that had cost a lot of money were left with only severely deformed steel frames. Nangong Yu sat on a chair that was still relatively well preserved, and passing by were Hong Kong police and firefighters who were in a hurry and busy with rescue work.

"Sixth brother, they are here."

Before he finished speaking, Nangong Yao brought Qin Huai and Li Shimin to Nangong Yu.

"Third brother, sit down."

Seeing Nangong Yao sitting down, Qin Huai didn't hesitate to pull over two iron chairs from the side and sat down.

"Thank you."

Li Shimin did not reject Qin Huai's kindness in releasing him. He just nodded and sat side by side with him opposite the Nangong brothers.

"You two, the Hong Kong police know your demands and are willing to make certain concessions and send you to Wudang Mountain, the venue for all previous real martial arts fights. But."

Nangong Yu looked at Qin Huai in front of him, paused, and continued: "But in exchange, you need to help the Hong Kong Island government do its best to eliminate the adverse effects caused by the aftermath of the fighting in recent days."

"Sir, I have always acted in self-defense in these battles. I have never had the intention of bullying the weak. What do you think?"

After hearing the purpose of Nangong Yu inviting him to a night talk tonight, Qin Huai's eyes flashed and he opened his mouth tentatively.

"Hong Kong's judicial system only judges based on the results, not the deeds, so I'm sorry."

Nangong Yu glanced at Qin Huai and shook his head slowly: "Although it is often said that every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor, the recent losses in Hong Kong Island cannot be attributed to you, but after all, those culprits died in your hands. We need a goal to stabilize the people's hearts and continue to promote the reconstruction of the disaster-stricken areas."

"What about him?"

Qin Huai curled his lips and pointed at Li Shimin next to him.

"Don't worry, we won't discriminate."

Nangong Yao suddenly spoke, and the crystal sword in his hand consciously emitted a faint fluorescent light.

"Oh, so what do you want us to do? Fight crime and maintain law and order?"

Qin Huai shrugged without comment and went a step further.

"It's not that troublesome. We just need to stage a scene where you are arrested to calm the people."

Nangong Yu seemed to have sensed Qin Huai's dissatisfaction, and quickly added: "Time is running out. The Hong Kong Island government has already prepared a scapegoat. You don't even need to show up to fulfill this insignificant condition."

"Li Dai Tao Jiang, to conceal the truth?"

Qin Huai crossed his arms, his eyes swept past Li Shimin, the proud Khan, and continued, "I am a nobody, and it doesn't matter if I have some crimes on my back, but this guy is different."

“When are we going to Wudang Mountain?”

Li Shimin, who was almost unknown in the contemporary era, agreed to Nangong Yu's request without any hesitation.

"If everything goes well, we can set off at 2 o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

Nangong Yu seemed to have anticipated Li Shimin's choice. She pointed to the runway that was being urgently repaired outside and looked at Qin Huai.

"Okay, but I'm very interested in your Nangong family. After we get to Wudang, you have to arrange for masters to fight me a few times!"

Qin Huai looked at the imitation magic weapons in the hands of the Nangong brothers, licked his lips, and said excitedly.

"can."

Nangong Yu sensed Qin Huai's extremely fiery fighting spirit and frowned as he said, "In two or three days, all the uncles and brothers who are scattered around the world on business will come back to witness this year's real martial arts competition. As a grand gathering of the world's top Dharma masters, you will be able to see many magical martial arts in Wudang. I believe you will not be disappointed."

"All over the world? The mainland customs are so strict, how many foreigners can come here?"

Qin Huai thought about the information he had found before and felt a little curious.

"About one third. Most of them are Dharma masters who came to the country through embassies of various countries using diplomatic privileges. For example, the Japanese Foreign Affairs Bureau controlled by the Rakshasa Cult and the South Korean Ministry of Foreign Affairs infiltrated by the White Lotus Cult have taken advantage of loopholes to send many people to participate in the previous Zhenwu Fights. As for the rest, they are desperadoes who entered the country illegally through various smuggling methods. However, except for a few gifted people, the rest of them are not a big threat. The police stations throughout the towns and villages on the mainland are enough to keep an eye on them."

Seeing that Qin Huai agreed to cooperate, Nangong Yu breathed a sigh of relief and explained patiently.

'Interesting, I wonder how they plan to get to Wudang.'

After listening to the explanation, Qin Huai looked at the ruined T1 terminal in the distance, and inexplicably thought of Yanfu Xingzou Dan and Zhou Yao who participated in the [Eighty-one Fights] with him.

Tokyo, Haneda Airport.

Zhou Yao, wearing a simple vest and leather jacket, followed behind a sturdy man wearing a Rakshasa evil god mask, keeping a considerable distance from the other masters of the sect and seemed to be out of place.

Walking into the cabin of the private plane, Zhou Yao just touched the velvet of the red leather sofa when he heard the man in front of him say, "Silver Guardian, the old demon went to Hong Kong Island, and there has been no news for a whole day and night. Don't you have anything to say?"

"Master, please bear witness to the burning of Dragon City. Based on the notification from the Hong Kong police and the investigation of our informants, the old demon and I have basically determined that Kowloon Walled City was innocently affected. The culprit is most likely a Dharma master who is also participating in the real martial arts fight."

Zhou Yao, who was called the Silver Protector by the leader of the Luosha Sect, Huoyun Evil God, clasped his hands together and said word by word, "Although the old demon has been active in East Asia for many years and his strength is unmatched in the sect, there are top masters of the Nangong family in Hong Kong Island. Once his whereabouts are exposed, he is likely to be involved in the arrest operation of the Hong Kong police. By then, the Nangong family's magic weapons will show their power, and it is indeed possible that he will lose contact before he can even send back a single message."

Zhou Yao, who also has an isomorph in the Zhenwu Fruit, is the second of the four Dharma protectors of the Japanese Rakshasa Sect, namely gold, silver, copper and iron. His status is second only to the sect leader Fire Cloud Evil God and the gold guardian Golden Arhat. His strength is even stronger than the four demons in the sect.

Perhaps it is precisely because of the existence of this isotope that Three-Eyed Global chose to send Zhou Yao to participate in this real fighting battle instead of other core reserves.

After all, among the fruits that have been picked, Yanfu Xingzou cannot influence the status of his peers through identity-enhancing items, so peers like Silver Protector who already have special expertise and outstanding status are, to some extent, an extremely precious resource.

After hearing Zhou Yao's explanation, Huoyun Evil God's eyes flashed, and his gaze swept across the Dharma master in the cabin, as if he was considering something in his mind.

This time he personally took part in the Zhenwu fight, his goal was nothing more than to win in the end, for this purpose he sent out almost all the elite members of the sect, all the sect members who possessed the Zhenwu Dharma were on the plane to Wudang at this time, except for the flying demon who stayed behind to preside over the overall situation and the old demon who went to Longcheng to deal with the aftermath.

“Stick Monster, you shouldn’t go to Wudang this time. Find the right time to go to Kowloon. While the Hong Kong police are weak, you must bring the old monster back to me.” The Fire Cloud Evil God fixed his gaze on the stick monster holding the Dragon Palace stick and said, “I know you have an old grudge against him, but as long as you rescue him, you will be in charge of all matters of the sect and control the Rakshasa Order!”

"Stick demon obeys your command!"

Hearing the promise made by Fire Cloud Evil God, Stick Demon couldn't help but kneel down on one knee, clasped his hands together and said, "I will definitely live up to your trust!"

"Master, can the stick monster really do it alone?"

Zhou Yao glanced at the Golden Guardian who was sitting in the same row with Fire Cloud Evil God, and asked tentatively, "How about we let the Golden Arhat stay and take charge of the situation for you, and send the Flying Demon to Hong Kong Island as well, along with the Stick Demon."

As the leader of the four great guardians of the Rakshasa sect, the Golden Guardian Jin Luohan, who has practiced the four great Shaolin magics, has reached the ninth level of the [Golden Bell Cover]. He is one of the only three Seven Palaces in the Rakshasa sect who are openly practicing physical defense.

Of course, Zhou Yao's words were not meant sincerely for the Rakshasa Sect. He wanted to secretly weaken the Fire Cloud Evil God's power to make it easier for him to turn against them and stab them in the future.

"No, this real martial arts fight is extremely important to me. Having the Golden Guardian and the Sword Demon accompanying me will save me a lot of trouble."

The Fire Cloud Evil God looked at the bald monk sitting with his arms folded and the gloomy middle-aged man holding the black ink sword beside him, and without thinking, he directly rejected Zhou Yao's proposal.

"Second Brother Yin, I've noticed that your Nine Heavens Sutra has improved in the past few days. You were even able to survive three full moves from the leader. Could it be that you have already mastered the Nine Chapters and Nine Apertures? Come, compete with my Golden Bell Cover!"

Jin Luohan, who had not spoken before, looked at Zhou Yao, and placed his big hand with the texture of a bronze bell directly on the marble table between the two of them.

"No, if it comes to speed and reaction, I can still fight you, but as for strength and defense..."

Zhou Yao looked up and down at the strong golden arhat, and shook his head, saying, "You should wait until you get to Wudang before you go to fight with the master of horizontal training."

"Speaking of Wudang, Silver Guardian, isn't the [Nine Heavens Scripture] on you originated from Wudang? Back then, you killed your brother and his wife, stole this scripture from the Chinese Martial Arts School, changed your appearance, and joined our sect. Although you have never been troubled by Wudang disciples for decades, but now that we are going to the Dragon and Tiger Dojo together, are you sure you won't be caught by the Discipline Hall and affect the leader's plan?"

The gloomy middle-aged man who had been watching in the corner, holding the black ink sword, suddenly spoke up and questioned the Silver Protector who had always avoided the word Wudang.

"Don't worry, Sword Demon. I'm confident that they won't be able to detect any clues."

Zhou Yao spoke calmly, knowing very well what the two Rakshasa monsters of the previous generation were afraid of.

The "Nine Heavens Sutra" that he practiced with the Silver Protector, the counterpart of the True Martial Fruit, was passed down from the founder of Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng. This peerless martial arts master took the "Yi Jin Jing", one of the four great Shaolin magic skills, as its foundation, followed the Taoist "Yin and Yang Theory" as the basis of martial arts, integrated the Taoist view of heaven and earth, and discovered a new way of martial arts. It is not inferior to the martial arts of gods and demons handed down from ancient times.

Naturally, there are strict restrictions on the teaching and passing on of such martial arts skills. It is no exaggeration to say that every successor must be registered.

Silver Protector killed his brother, raped his sister-in-law, and betrayed his master to secretly learn the [Nine Heavens Sutra]. If he is caught by the Wudang Discipline Hall, his end will be extremely miserable. It is very likely that the Rakshasa sect members who are traveling with him will be implicated, affecting the real martial arts battle with Fire Cloud Evil God.

Fortunately, the one who encountered this thorny problem was Zhou Yao, the core reserve of Three-Eyed Global. Thanks to the ironclad friendship between Feather Lord Cao Yuanchao and Scale Lord Zhuo Jiu, no matter how strict the Wudang Discipline Hall was, it would not make things difficult for the younger generation under his command.

"Oh? Could it be that you have also learned the internal skills to conceal your aura?"

Upon hearing this, Fire Cloud Evil God became interested and stared at Zhou Yao, a man with unique internal energy and an extremely strong presence.

"I have some petty tricks, and I am embarrassed in front of you all."

Zhou Yao's eyes flashed, and a lapis lazuli jade bead taken out from his personal space suddenly appeared in his pocket which was invisible to everyone.

[Qinglinlanggan]: The essence of the beauty of heaven and earth. After wearing it, it can reduce its own presence and conceal its special aura by expanding the invisible field. It is very suitable for hiding, assassination, and escape.

"Hmm? There really is no internal energy fluctuation, just like an ordinary person."

The Fire Cloud Evil God looked at Zhou Yao with great interest as he activated [Qinglinlanggan]. Even with his keen perception, he could not tell that this silver protector had any internal energy cultivation at all.

As for the other people in the cabin, they were even less able to perceive the magic of the Yama Token.

"Great! With such a method, maybe Yin Lao Er can become the secret weapon that helps the leader win the final victory!"

Jin Luohan looked at Zhou Yao and praised him with a forced smile.

"No, no, if we can enter the Immortal City [Piaomiao] this time, don't we still have to rely on Boss Jin and Senior Sword Demon to eliminate dissidents?"

Don't hit a smiling person. Zhou Yao paused and continued the conversation to calm down Jin Luohan, who felt his status was threatened after seeing his own strength.

Huoyun Evil God did not care about the intrigues among his subordinates. He just looked at the large screen in the cabin showing the route that was already halfway through. His eyes were fixed on Danjiangkou where Wudang Mountain was located. No one knew what he was thinking.

Gimpo Airport, South Korea.

A dignified man in a plain white robe, a crown on his head, and with waist-length hair, was leading more than a dozen White Lotus sect members with different appearances and attire. They were sitting in a lounge with elegant and luxurious decoration, comparable to an emperor's palace, and were watching together the information of the "Eighty-One Fighters" contestants collected and sent back by spies from all over the world.

"Saint Moon Envoy, in your opinion, what are our chances of winning this real fight?"

After reading through all the information about the Dharma masters from all over the world who might participate in the [Eighty-one Fights], the dignified man sitting in the main seat turned his head to look at the middle-aged man with a crew cut and a crescent-shaped emblem on his forehead, and took the initiative to ask.

"Your Majesty, apart from those historical figures who were resurrected by unknown people and should have turned into dry bones in the grave, the rest of the characters are weak and insignificant. Except for the Fire Cloud Evil God of the Rakshasa Cult, no one should dare to stop your will."

The Moon Saint Envoy looked at the White Lotus Saint Dongfang Wudi in front of him and answered calmly.

"Oh? Fire Cloud Evil God? I thought you were going to say Ximen Wuji, the leader of the Huo Luo Sect, or Yan Kuangge, the leader of the Sun and Moon Alliance."

Dongfang Wudi was a little surprised to hear the judgment of his confidant, and immediately said, "I really want to know how Xicheng Yong, the junior who was defeated by me, made you think he was qualified to compete with me."

"Because this person is lucky."

A voice was heard in the lounge, but the speaker was not the Moon Saint Envoy, but the bald monk beside him.

(End of this chapter)