Pushing forward and being invincible: starting from adding points in the dream

Chapter 232: One Man Suppresses Thousands
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The black car accelerated, and the trees on both sides of the road were bent by the snow.

"Brother Tingxiao, Master Chen and the others should be very tired, right?"

A young man wearing an old down jacket sat in the back seat, looking at the white snow on both sides, feeling the cold wind outside, and couldn't help asking a question.

Zhao Tingxiao, who was wearing a blue windbreaker, was slightly startled. The military driver and Zhou Wuren's disciples also listened in curiously.

"Why do you say that?"

"When my master left, he told me that when he came to Sura, he opened a martial arts school here by himself. He encountered many attacks and was very tired."

"He just wanted to let more people know about the Chiguo martial arts in this land, but he didn't expect the resistance to be so great. No one here welcomes him."

The young man looked at the frost and snow outside, as if he saw in it all that his master had experienced in his life, as well as the scene of him being beaten to a pulp by Tiger.

"It's just like this in Pula City. It will definitely be more serious in a martial arts holy place like Nadova City."

"Master Chen and his group only have a few people, but there are many martial artists in Sura, so..."

"So you're worried about them?"

Zhao Tingxiao rubbed his head. He was not very old, but he looked a little mature at the moment.

"Ah."

The young man named Yao Wei nodded, but soon saw Zhao Tingxiao smiling.

"You're right to worry."

"But unfortunately, you don't understand my brother."

Yao Wei looked at Zhou Wuren curiously when he heard that, and Zhou Wuren's disciples also became more interested.

"My senior brother never admits defeat."

"I even think that he is the proudest person I have ever met."

Zhao Tingxiao spoke with a complicated tone, as if he was thinking of the time when he first joined the Yanhu School.

"The more powerful others are in front of him, the calmer he becomes."

"The more enemies he has, the less fearful he is"

Memories of the past flashed through his mind one after another, and his apprentice was easily suppressed and beaten black and blue.

He single-handedly killed the notorious Blood Poison Hand, fought alone against many heroes in the Southern Martial Arts Conference, and single-handedly saved the Flame Tiger School from its decline.

The battle at Huaihe River established the world of martial arts in the south, and one man at Xiangshan beat the crows into silence with one punch.
At this moment, it seems more like he is single-handedly upholding the great reputation of the Chiguo martial arts world.

"He's proud, he's calm."

"Because he knows that no matter who the enemy is or how many there are."

“To him, it’s all the same.”

The tone is quiet, with worship, submission and sigh.
Zhao Tingxiao looked out the window with a complicated look, as if he saw the snow-capped mountain buildings that were about to arrive.

"They are all the same, as weak as weeds, and vulnerable to attack."

hum!
The invisible aura dissipated.

The gentle footsteps echoed, and the young man in black standing at the head of the communication team walked forward indifferently.

Although there was no movement, those eyes were full of aggression, as if reflected in everyone's mind at the same time.

After staring at each other for less than half a second, all the martial artists in Sura were startled and looked away.

For a moment, no matter how indifferent and malicious the people outside the restaurant were, they could only subconsciously step back half a step, making way for them like the receding tide.

With a calm expression, Chen Feng just walked forward.

Zhou Wuren, who was half a step behind, smiled, while Lin Hao and others were surprised and followed one after another.

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At this time, it was seen that some people in the crowd were unwilling to give in and came out with gritted teeth.

"Master Yanhu, it doesn't matter if you look down on us, but in today's martial arts exchange, I, Sura, will undoubtedly win!"

He shouted loudly, as if wanting to prove his courage.

But he didn't even look at him.

Chen Feng continued walking towards the agreed exchange venue, the back area on the mountainside.

Seeing that he ignored him like this, the man gritted his teeth and his face turned red.

He wanted to speak again, but soon he saw a reporter from Dowa TV appearing and blocking his way with a microphone.

"Master Yanhu, it is said that you have won many battles in the Red Country and have never been defeated."

"I wonder if you still have confidence in today's martial arts exchange?"

A woman in her thirties wrapped in a down jacket, her face red from the cold, began to question and held the microphone in front of her.

Chen Feng paused and saw the camera behind the other person.

"Is this how you, Sura, entertain guests?"

He asked calmly, looking at the other person.

"Are you not confident? Or are you worried that you will lose today?"

The other party did not answer, but changed the subject and continued asking questions.

Glancing at her, Chen Feng shook his head and walked forward again.

"Did you see that? Grandmaster Yanhu is scared."

"He didn't dare to answer this question because he didn't have the confidence that he could defeat our Su Luo binary."

The reporter in the back exaggerated and spoke to the camera, saying that this scene was captured by a drone, causing someone in the military tent on the snow-capped mountains to snort coldly.

"What a Sura! I didn't expect that after being lenient and tolerant towards them, they would dare to use such means!"

"The Platinum Federation must have negotiated terms with them again. They are such fence-sitters."

"What are you afraid of? If it were you, I would just ask a few Red Generals to take action and destroy that Mountain Ancestor. Let's see if they can still behave themselves!"

“Of course you can do this, but you still have to pay attention to some impacts.”

A senior military officer started cursing, and Meng Anran in the next tent probably heard the noise.

"It seems like it's a big fuss."

"There's nothing we can do. This martial arts exchange will affect the opening of a secret node."

"The people of the Dova faction are very thoughtful. They knew that their technology was not good enough, so they chose a duel."

Lao Gu sighed, but soon saw his boss shaking his head.

"The Dova sect is also being clever."

"Why dare you compete with him in martial arts when there are so many other options?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the scene dozens of kilometers away appeared again on the virtual light screen.

The group walked through the crowd and headed towards the back area of ​​the snowy mountainside.

Looking up, one can see that this is actually a flat platform covering hundreds of meters. The thick snow has been swept away, revealing the red bricks underneath and a huge temporary arena in the middle.

There are open-air stands on both sides, made of redwood, where only standing people can be seen. They are rising layer by layer, and have been filled with people who have been looking at them for a long time.

"I'm coming."

"Look, those are the people from the Red Country."

"You don't look weak. Can you win?"

"Nonsense, didn't you see that Grandmaster Gert and Grandmaster Valon were here?"

Noisy discussions could be heard, and the red brick stairs led straight to the platform.

Han Chao had already been waiting here with several military personnel and people stationed at the embassy. Gusts of cold wind blew in from the cliffs farther away, causing the fluff on the collars of their coats to flutter continuously.

"Master Chen!"

Han Chao took the initiative to greet him with a serious expression.

He knew that today's matter was of great importance, and he also knew that Master Chen was extremely powerful and had no rivals below his peak.

However, Zhou Wuren had encountered some problems after all, so he was still worried about what might happen and hoped that the other party would act prudently.

"It won't be a problem."

Chen Feng answered calmly and looked him in the eye.

Han Chao was shocked, but he didn't say anything more. The group immediately walked into the Yuntai venue. The discussions around them were like a tide, surrounding them and becoming more intense.

"Sura, we will win!"

"Sura, we will win!" shouts suddenly broke out, and people on both sides of the stands were holding banners and leading the shouting.

Hundreds of gazes and voices gathered together, and Cao Tong and Zhou Cheng felt uncomfortable again.

Even Lin Hao frowned slightly and felt a sense of psychological pressure.

"Master Chen."

Soon, someone came closer.

It turned out to be Shiva. She was wearing a thick fur coat, her skin was yellow and black, but her makeup was delicate and she had a wild beauty.

"I didn't know it would turn out this way, Master Zhou."

"Feel sorry."

She said sincerely, but Chen Feng shook his head.

"You shouldn't have said this to me."

He walked indifferently and passed by.

Regardless of whether the other party is in the same group as Navaron, at least she is in Sura's camp.

Suddenly, Shiva's face froze and she could only watch her back as she left. Zhou Wuren beside her even shook his head at her.

"My young master." A servant of the Duwa sect opened his mouth to comfort her, but the other party just sighed and indicated that nothing was wrong.

Looking again, one can see that Chen Feng and his group have finally reached the right side of the cloud platform, where there is a small empty space belonging to the Chi Kingdom.

At the same time, the mountain of intense malice also became real.

Looking up, a few hundred meters away, on the other side of the Yuntai, there were five masters.

Valon, yesterday's old master, Gert, and two other old men I had never seen before.

The information flashed through his mind one by one, and Chen Feng knew that they were the leaders of the five major secret pattern schools of Sura, and they all had some foundation in the grandmaster realm.

The rules of this communication are also very simple.

Three battles determine the outcome.

"Too much trouble."

Chen Feng said suddenly, and everyone around him was slightly stunned.

But before they could react, they saw a figure step out from the opposite platform and walk towards the arena in the central open space.

On the other side's left side there was a cliff and a sea of ​​clouds, with dozens of thick iron chains placed horizontally, connected to stone pillars with carved patterns.

On the right was a flat mountainside covered in white. All the people from the Sura martial arts community who were previously in the restaurant were hurrying over.

As for the front and back sides, outside the ring.

Almost all the people standing in the stands were Sura people, constantly waving flags and cheering, bursting out with power.

"It's Grandmaster Napeng. I didn't expect him to be the first to appear!"

"This is the guide of Grandmaster Valon, a veteran strongman second only to the two binary stars!"

"Looks like we're sure to win!!"

Voices kept coming from the front and back stands, and Lin Hao and others could clearly see the appearance of the old man who stepped onto the stage.

He was wearing a gray linen shirt and looked rather thin.

He looked like a candle in the wind, but he had a strong aura. It was obviously the old man who blocked Zhou Wuren's way yesterday and used poison to plot against him.

"Let me do it."

Zhou Wuren's palm was bandaged, and he said seriously: "This old guy is very insidious, I'm worried that they have other hands"

"Old Zhou."

Suddenly, Chen Feng spoke.

Zhou Wuren was slightly startled as his words were interrupted, and then he saw the other party taking a step forward.

Tear!

The zipper was unzipped and the black down jacket was thrown to Cao Tong.

The black turtleneck sweater was stretched out unusually full by his sturdy body, his black trousers fluttered, and his leather shoes were already stepping forward on the stone brick floor of the platform.

"There's no need to go through so much trouble anymore."

A calm voice echoed, and the figure that blocked the view slowly walked away.

Han Chao opened his mouth when he saw this, thinking that he was too arrogant. He wanted to dissuade him but was unable to speak.

Zhou Wuren, who was standing aside, had fluctuating eyes and aura, and finally he sighed with relief.

"This trip was in vain."

He vaguely sensed a certain aura in his heart that only he could hear.

The people in the stands were unaware of this, and the core leaders of the Dova faction on the opposite side had their eyes flickering, and some of them even smiled with triumph.

"Looks like the plan worked."

"Well, that Grandmaster Jueying has been poisoned by Senior Brother Napeng's special poison. He will definitely lose even if he goes on the field."

"Then there's only this Flame Tiger Grandmaster. How many rounds do you think he can last?"

"It doesn't matter which round it is. With Napon and Vallon working together to wear him down, the outcome is certain."

A series of low conversations were heard, and Shiva on the side looked at his senior brother, who was seen frowning slightly, obviously dissatisfied.

"Brother, they are just following the instructions of the Mountain Ancestor and want to be safe. After all."

"It goes without saying."

Interrupting the other person's words, Goeth, wearing a cloak, shook his head indifferently.

Valon, who was standing next to him, saw his disdain and felt unwilling. He had no choice but to vent his emotions and looked at the young man in black who walked onto the stage.

Let yourself become a foil, all this is just because of the other person.

The malice in his eyes grew stronger and stronger, and in the end, the young man in black could be seen standing in the center of the ring.

"Grandmaster Napeng will win!"

"Master Napeng will win!!!"

The shouts from the stands rang out again, the sound of the orderly crowd was as shocking as a great momentum, enough to move many martial artists.

Cao Tong, Lin Hao and others in the back felt the pressure coming again and were very uncomfortable, while the gray-clothed old man opposite them had flickering eyes and spoke hoarsely.

"Master Yanhu, it seems that today, your Red Nation's modified people can no longer help you."

He said calmly that such geographical location was their advantage.

There are TV cameras and military drones recording the entire process below. Even if there are powerful cyborgs, the opponent can only use pure martial arts to decide the outcome.

Thinking of this, the dark light in Napeng's eyes became more intense, and the black lines on his body spread rapidly, bringing up streaks of black light.

But unfortunately, he was facing his real power.

The young man in black opposite him lowered his eyes and asked indifferently.

"Why do you think it's a cyborg?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Napeng's eyes fixed.

But before he could react, he saw the other person's eyes passing over him and looking at all the stands on both sides.

"Grandmaster Napeng will win!"

"Master Napeng will win!"

"Master Napeng, must."

hum! ! !
The invisible force suddenly dissipated, the air trembled, and the sight froze.

All the shouts disappeared in an instant. Within two or three hundred meters of the entire platform, everyone felt a powerful force enveloping them, fixing them in place and unable to move.

"It's noisy."

He tilted his head, and his muscles and bones made crackling sounds.

Chen Feng ignored Napeng's eyes widened in horror, looked past the cold sweat on his face, and looked at the opposite area.

The five major secret pattern schools, the Sura Twin Stars, and all the people from the Sura martial arts world who rushed here in a hurry.

He raised his hand and pointed at everyone, and the red light slowly gathered behind him.

"You, you, and you"

"You guys, come together."

(End of this chapter)