He's alone, but he's a tomb raider!

Boom—!

Stones flew everywhere, flames shot into the sky, and the entire arena trembled violently.

The pillar of fire crashed to the ground, exploding into a sea of ​​flames. The bluestone ground was burned red-hot and melted, emitting a pungent, burnt smell.

Fortunately, Zhuge Qing withdrew most of his force and deflected his attack in time, thus preventing Hong Bin from being injured in the slightest.

The Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain reacted quickly. Several disciples holding fire extinguishers rushed forward and sprayed the sea of ​​fire on the arena.

White foam filled the air, hissing and swirling, and the fire was quickly brought under control, preventing it from spreading.

As the dust settled, Hong Bin stood at the edge of the ring, his body soaked in sweat, his hair disheveled, but his face bearing a defiant expression.

He looked at Zhuge Qing, who was breathing steadily across from him, grinned, and revealed a set of white teeth.

"I lost!"

Hong Bin cupped his hands in a generous gesture, without the slightest hesitation.

Zhuge Qing also bowed slightly, his tone calm.

"You flatter me, Brother Hong. Your mastery of the Fire Virtue Sect's unique skills has truly broadened my horizons."

If it weren't for their advantageous terrain, even ten Zhuge Qings wouldn't be able to burn down Hong Bin!

"Hahaha~"

"So that's what you think. Well then, let me put it another way: the martial arts of the Wuhou School are indeed extraordinary. I'm still not exciting enough. I look forward to sparring with you next time!"

Zhuge Qing: "..."

Is this guy from Chengdu? How can he change his expression like that?

Hong Bin was initially somewhat unconvinced, but to his surprise, Zhuge Qing's words of wisdom completely won over the simple-minded young man.

The referee stepped forward and announced loudly, "Zhuge Qing wins! He advances to the round of 18!"

A deafening cheer erupted from the audience, with Zhuge Qing's fans screaming his name in waves of cheers.

……

With the matches between Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye coming to an end, Qin Yun lost interest in watching the remaining matches.

After all, it was a round of elimination where 36 teams were narrowed down to 18, and there were quite a few people who tried to get ahead by taking advantage of the chaos or luck.

Even players with some skill are holding back, unwilling to go all out at this stage, saving their tricks for the tough battles to come.

Watching a match of this caliber is a waste of time; it's better to wait for the real clashes between the strongest competitors.

"Let's go back to the hotel!"

Qin Yun turned around and walked away from the arena with Lao Hu, Fatty, and Liu Yanyan.

After leaving the competition area behind the mountain, Qin Yun suddenly remembered something and casually said...

"You guys go back first, I'm going to the hospital to check on the sand martins."

The girl was injured by Ao Bai's punch. Although she was not seriously hurt, she broke a few bones.

Furthermore, the silver tattoo on her abdomen was done by herself, so she should go and see it, both morally and logically.

The four of them walked down the mountain path. As soon as they turned a corner, they saw a female interviewer in a well-tailored suit, but with an ordinary appearance, and even somewhat resembling a fake, interviewing Zhuge Qing, who had just finished the competition, in an open space not far away.

Zhuge Qing remained as elegant as ever, speaking eloquently to the camera, while many fans surrounded him taking photos.

When the topic of ascension to immortality came up, Zhuge Qing initially wanted to deny it outright...

But as if remembering someone, Zhuge Qing shook his head and skipped over the question.

However, the moment Qin Yun and his group of four appeared, the female interviewer's gaze swept over Qin Yun, and her expression suddenly changed.

She had been smiling and asking questions, but she immediately ended the conversation, thanked Zhuge Qing for his cooperation, and then turned around to pack her things, preparing to make a quick getaway.

Their movements were so swift, and their eyes so frantic, that they couldn't escape the notice of anyone with a discerning eye.

People from Yaoxing Society?

Qin Yun paused, then said calmly, "Wait!"

The sound wasn't loud, but it was clear enough to reach the other person's ears; even Zhuge Qing, who was a little further away, heard it clearly.

But the woman seemed not to hear her; instead of stopping, she walked even faster.

With her head down, she wished she could disappear from Qin Yun's sight immediately.

If you refuse a toast, you'll have to drink the penalty cup!

Qin Yun didn't say anything more, but gave the fat man next to him a wink.

The fat man understood immediately and grinned.

With a push of his feet, he leaped out like a large, fat cheetah!

The woman sensed the wind behind her, turned around abruptly, and a cold glint flashed in her hand, clearly indicating that she wanted to resist.

However, her cultivation level was simply no match for the fat man's.

The fat man gave her no chance at all, and with a swift, lightning-fast slap, he unleashed his large, fan-like hand!

Snapped!

After the crisp sound, the woman couldn't even block a single move before the fat man slapped her to the ground.

Face down, he swallowed a mouthful of dirt.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey..."

The woman struggled to get up, but the fat man's hands were like iron clamps, pressing down hard on the back of her head, making her unable to move.

"Mr. Qin... no, Chairman Qin is calling you, why didn't you stop?"

The fat man squatted down beside her, speaking in an unfriendly tone.

Are you deaf?!

The woman lay prone on the ground, horrified. What terrifying cultivation level!

She was considered an elite member of the Shining Star Society, possessing exceptional skills.

But in front of this fat man, he couldn't even withstand a single move. The other man's strength was ridiculously great, as if a mountain was pressing down on him, and he couldn't even muster the thought of resisting.

Knowing she couldn't avoid it, she could only apologize repeatedly, her voice trembling with tears.

"I'm...I'm sorry, I really didn't hear you, I didn't mean to..."

Qin Yun walked over slowly, looking down at her with an indifferent expression.

He waved his hand, signaling the fat man to stop talking nonsense, and then went straight to the point.

"Is the president of Yaoxing Society Qu Tong?"

The woman froze, not daring to hide anything, and quickly nodded.

"Yes...yes."

"Who authorized you to come here for this interview?"

Qin Yun's voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.

Just then, a middle-aged man with a stubble beard and a segment of orange in his mouth hurriedly ran over.

He chewed as he walked, mumbling incoherently.

"Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"

Chairman Qin, this is all a misunderstanding!

He had obviously just finished getting information out of Feng Baobao and rushed over to save the day.

Judging from his appearance, he should be the leader of this group from the Shining Star Society.

The fat man glanced at him and cursed irritably.

"I'm fucking idiot!"

"Stand at attention and speak!"

The middle-aged man was so frightened by the fat man's shout that he almost dropped the orange in his mouth.

He quickly stood up straight, his hands hanging at his sides, looking like he was being reprimanded, but inwardly he was filled with doubt.

Is this still the same company as NaDuTong?

It looks even more gangster-like than the triads!

When I dealt with Zhao Fangxu before, although Chairman Zhao was also assertive, he at least showed some consideration and spoke tactfully, leaving room for maneuver.

But this Chairman Qin in front of us is domineering and will resort to violence at the slightest disagreement; he doesn't play by the rules at all.

Qin Yun ignored his thoughts, simply looked at him coldly, and repeated the question from before.

"I still have the same question: who gave your Shining Star Society the authority to come here and conduct interviews?"

The middle-aged man swallowed hard and answered with a forced smile.

"Chairman Qin, it's like this... Our president, Qu Tong, reported this to Chairman Zhao Fangxu before."

As one of the intelligence organizations in the world of supernatural beings, the Shining Star Society has legitimate reporting privileges regarding information within the community…

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Yanyan stepped out from behind Qin Yun, looking at him with a half-smile.

"The Shining Star Society is quite a large intelligence organization, isn't it?"

Liu Yanyan's voice was clear and crisp, yet carried a hint of coldness.

"Then let me ask you, do you know where Zhao Fangxu is now?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback, then shook his head: "This...how would we know?"

"Then do you even know who's in charge of the current work at Nadutong?" Liu Yanyan continued to press, relentlessly pressing the issue.

Sweat began to bead on the middle-aged man's forehead. He glanced at Qin Yun and said cautiously, "It...it's your responsibility, Chairman Qin..."

"Since you already know, why bring up Zhao Fangxu?"

Liu Yanyan sneered, "I've already reported to Zhao Fangxu... Does that mean I can use the imperial sword of the previous dynasty to execute officials of this dynasty? Hmm!"