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Chapter 140 Sending out the Invitation
Chen Zhan's strength and demeanor were somewhat different from what he had guessed.

Based on their previous interactions, he didn't think Chen Zhan was a frivolous person; on the contrary, he was extremely composed.

If one has reached the highest level of martial arts, they will act in this way, boasting that they will become the leader of the martial arts world.

Somewhat boastful and arrogant.
But the problem is, if it's not just about the Transformation Realm, and we guess further, he doesn't dare to...
Chen Zhan's age clearly makes that impossible.

Xiong Hanshan didn't know what the realm of "Baodan" was, but he knew it perfectly well because there was a Grandmaster of "Baodan" in his family, and he could contact him at any time.

Chen Zhan's temperament, which is rounded and perfect in every way, is exactly the same as Li Shuwen's.

However, after he reached the Transformation Realm, his master Li Shuwen taught him the method of Embracing the Elixir. Over the years, he has been studying and cultivating it, and he knows how difficult it is to Embracing the Elixir.

Techniques and fighting styles can be honed through short periods of extreme pressure and life-or-death battles, and Chen Zhan has indeed perfected this skill to the extreme.

But precisely because of this, Chen Zhan also sacrificed most of the time spent honing his body. Training his internal organs and marrow required painstaking effort and could not be rushed.

Finally, the integration of essence, energy, and spirit into one, and the attainment of the elixir within the hip, is extremely difficult, and countless individuals throughout history have succeeded in this endeavor.

So he couldn't believe it unless Chen Zhan said it himself.

Huo Diange didn't want to dwell on it too much. Whether it was true or not, they would know next month when they went to the arena. If he had truly achieved the Core Formation, it wouldn't just be a matter for the Xingyi school, but a blessing for the entire martial arts world.

Who complains about having too many experts?

Huo Diange stepped forward: "I agree with Mr. Chen's idea. The martial arts world of the North and South should have united long ago to fight against foreign enemies. Choosing a leader is no problem, but..."

"It's just that the occasion in Fengtian is too small. If we really want to choose a leader or a martial arts alliance leader, we have to go to the capital. Mr. Chen has to defeat thirteen martial arts schools in the capital, then go south to Foshan to choose the number one master in the south and become one of the Eight Vajras."

"At that time, the position of the person in charge will be yours without a doubt, and no one will be able to say a word against it."

Chen Zhan nodded and said, "Mr. Huo is right."

What he needed to do had a year to go, and it was impossible to accomplish it in a short time.

Even if you force the other party to admit it now, it's pointless if you're only superficially friendly.

Huo Diange continued, "Then let's talk about the immediate matter. The Japanese will be holding a tournament next month, and those who go on stage will have to sign a life-or-death agreement. Who among you is planning to go on stage? What arrangements would Mr. Chen like to make?"

Huo Diange's words made it clear that he was giving Chen Zhan the opportunity to make the decision.

Chen Zhan's talent was evident; even if he was only a master of internal energy, he was more than capable of managing the overall situation of the Fengtian martial arts world.

When Huo Diange said this, the people below looked at each other in bewilderment. They didn't have much real ability, otherwise, there wouldn't have been only five people who stood up to oppose Chen Zhan from beginning to end.

Fighting the Japanese in a ring meant truly disregarding life and death.

Even the most inexperienced fighter knew that the Japanese would show no mercy, and once on the ring, death or injury was inevitable.

Fortunately, weapons are not allowed in this arena, which greatly increases the chances of survival.

Chen Zhan nodded and said, "This matter should be discussed properly. Those of you who want to go on stage and fight the Japanese should come to the Gong family mansion in three days to discuss it in detail. When doing things in Fengtian, you can't avoid the Gong family."

"Sigh, still going to the Gong family? They've been shutting themselves off for a long time, refusing to see anyone no matter how close they are. Miss Gong the Second probably wants to retire from the martial arts world."

"Yes, our ancestors had some connections with the Gong family, but it was no use. No matter how much we pleaded, we wouldn't see them. Who would bother to be nice to someone who doesn't appreciate our kindness?"

When the Gong family was mentioned, the group began to complain, and even Uncle Gong was somewhat resentful.

The old man said, "Heh, back then, Gong Houzi followed Senior Brother Cunyi around, serving him hand and foot, and learned a lot of real skills. Now, the way the Gong family behaves is really something."

He wanted to say something harsh, but then felt it was inappropriate, so he simply sighed.

Chen Zhan waited until everyone had finished complaining before speaking:
“The Gong family will naturally go, but it won’t be us going alone.”

"Please leave the inn's address and name. The Gong family will send someone to deliver invitations tomorrow. That shouldn't be considered a loss of face, right?"

Chen Zhan's words now are different from those of an hour ago; his strength speaks for itself, and no one doubts it.

"Hehe, it's great that Mr. Chen can get the Gong family to bow down and send an invitation. It would be too embarrassing if we came to the Northeast and couldn't even get into the old master's door. It would be very embarrassing if our fellow disciples asked about it when we got back."

"That's right, that's right. Since she came to deliver the invitation, we'll forgive her for being rude." Cheng Yong egged on from the crowd, which made everyone laugh.

"Uncle Gong, please use the paper and pen, and leave your names." Ye Ningzhen said casually. She was half a host, since Jinlou provided most of the money for Wanhua Escort Agency.

Uncle Gong called over his young apprentice, who, with paper and pen in hand, had dozens of people leave their inn addresses and names.

Seeing that it was getting late, the group decided to leave and came up to Chen Zhan to say goodbye with clasped hands, speaking very politely. Chen Zhan responded to each of them, telling them to come to the small courtyard in the north of the city to find someone if they needed anything.

After finishing his work, Chen Zhan chatted with Huo Diange for a few minutes and agreed to discuss the details at the Gong family residence three days later before preparing to leave.

Just as they reached the door, Cheng Yong was lurking outside, peeking around furtively. Chen Zhan called out to him, "Are you waiting for me?"

"The Grand Master saw through it at a glance, truly impressive."

"Where are you going?"

As she spoke, she moved closer to Chen Zhan and Ye Ningzhen, showing no awkwardness and acting as if they were old friends.

Chen Zhan looked at him. This kid was clever. Although he was clingy, he wasn't annoying. He knew what was important and was perceptive.

"Are you coming with me to the Gong family?"

"Oh, can I come along? Won't I get kicked out?"

"Alright, help me with my things, come with me."

"Hey, good."

Chen Zhan tossed him the tea bag and told him to carry it. Cheng Yong quickly caught it.

He was not even twenty years old; he was just there to watch the fun.

Wang Xiangzhai's Wang family Xingyi martial arts school was not short of money, so he wouldn't come to Wanhua Escort Agency to freeload. None of his senior brothers came; he was just bored and wanted to make contact with other martial arts people.

He would join in the fun everywhere, and when there were martial arts competitions, he would shout the loudest from the sidelines.

"How is Mr. Wang Xiangzhai doing lately?" Chen Zhan asked.

"Ah, I'm very busy anyway. The capital has been quite turbulent lately, and my master is elusive. I dare not inquire about him."

"We had all agreed to come together, but things got delayed."

"What's going on in the capital?"

"Uh, a madman has appeared in the capital."

"Assassins? What does that have to do with your Xingyi Sect?"

"Well, not exactly a killer," Cheng Yong hesitated, then stopped himself from speaking.

"Hard to say?" Chen Zhan asked.

"No, it's a complicated matter, and it's a bit troublesome to explain. Anyway, there's a madman who specializes in killing people at night, and he specifically targets women, especially those wearing red. A few days ago, Senior Brother Hong's sister was murdered, and..."

"The rape and murder were too gruesome." He spoke very softly, and only Chen Zhan and Ye Ningzhen could hear him.

Chen Zhan understood.

No wonder Cheng Yong hesitated. It wasn't that he couldn't speak, but that this matter was too humiliating. Wang Xiangzhai was a local tyrant in the capital, a powerful figure who commanded respect from all sides. No one dared to disrespect him.

The younger sister of the disciple's personal disciple was raped and murdered, and the murderer still hasn't been caught.

If word gets out, it won't just be a slap in the face; they'll smash the storefront sign and throw it into a stinking ditch.

What a disgrace!

Therefore, Wang Xiangzhai changed his original plan. Since Fengtian did not come, he was determined to find the murderer.

After listening to him finish speaking, Chen Zhan nodded and said, "This person knows martial arts?"

Cheng Yong nodded, "Yes, although Xiaoyue hasn't formally become an apprentice, she has been training in the sect for over a year and has some skills. That person's martial arts skills can't be bad."

"That's a bit troublesome indeed."

Chen Zhan also fell silent. These days, without cameras or anything like that, catching thieves and preventing theft all rely on manpower.

People with kung fu skills are the hardest to catch; they can pull off a heist and then disappear.

At the time, thousands of people in Tianjin searched for him, but they couldn't find him.

(End of this chapter)