novelraw Chapter 756 - 477: Martial Arts Unification, Negotiation and Pressure
Chapter 756 - 477: Martial Arts Unification, Negotiation and Pressure
"Thank you."
A weak but steady voice sounded, as Chen Feng turned to look at Liu Duanyun in front of him.
His white robe was covered in blood, and the sunken punch mark on his chest was shockingly conspicuous.
Because he had taken some kind of advanced potion, he had stopped his rapidly declining, near-critical injuries.
The broad-faced middle-aged man looked a bit pale as he declined the help of Zhou Wuren and others, and clasped his hands in salute, expressing gratitude.
The atmosphere quieted, with a slight breeze blowing, causing their robes to flutter.
Their eyes met, and seeing the deep and calm relief in his gaze, Chen Feng was silent for a moment before nodding and speaking.
"You’re welcome."
He already understood Xia Mingyuan’s intention.
He specifically involved him in this matter to dissolve the duel agreement between him and Liu Duanyun, preventing him from being merciless, making it difficult for the Red Capital to mediate.
However, with other aspects not considered.
The courage Liu Duanyun showed in using himself as bait did earn him some respect and regard.
"If after you recover, you still wish to spar, I’m willing to accompany you."
Chen Feng said calmly, glancing at the other’s injuries.
"But for now, take good care of your recovery."
Although the opponent’s strength was not weak, this injury was quite serious, making it difficult to fully recover in a short period.
Even if the sparring was indeed about to happen, he didn’t want to take advantage of someone’s vulnerability.
"Alright."
Without any unnecessary words or bravado, Liu Duanyun gently nodded.
The two were not familiar, just speaking briefly.
Chen Feng then turned to look at Zhang Hengshan, whose form had shrunk, exiting the state of the secret technique, reverting to an elderly appearance.
"Master Chen."
His complexion was somewhat pale, and he saluted with clasped hands, clearly bearing the injuries left by that semi-human creature.
After all, as just a Fake Sixth Order, it was indeed very strenuous dealing with an injured Peak Flying General.
"It seems Elder Zhang has gained not a small reward from this battle."
Chen Feng said casually, subtly perceiving a slight change in the other’s aura.
This old leader was one of the first three in the Extreme Realm to learn of the Transcendence Method. Having experienced this life-and-death battle, his potential was ignited, and he seemed to be touching the threshold of the Resonating World.
He speculated that once his injuries healed,
perhaps another Transcendent Martial Artist would emerge in the Red Country Martial Arts World.
"Hehe."
Zhang Hengshan chuckled, hearing the underlying meaning.
Without denying it, he briefly chatted and quickly brought up the matter of the Martial Arts Alliance.
"Once my injuries start healing in a while, we hope to make a visit."
"With the alliance newly formed, we hope our Holy Sect’s True Skill and New Martial Technique can contribute a bit to the alliance."
He said sincerely, while Zhou Wuren and others beside him maintained calm expressions.
Including Liu Duanyun, who had no objections whatsoever.
It seemed as though they had already discussed this matter with the other party beforehand, with him transferring the message, and now just quietly watching the situation unfold.
At that moment, Chen Feng gave them a deep look, slightly surprised but quickly at ease.
He understood that the legendary battle today had indeed allowed Liu Duanyun, who witnessed it firsthand, to completely let go of his resentment and understand the gap between them.
The Martial Arts Alliance was poised to become the greatest martial force on Earth Star, a future visible to anyone with insight.
Then, after pondering for a moment,
if the Holy Sect was willing to share its Core Method with the Martial Arts Alliance, that would be excellent.
He did indeed hold a bit of curiosity about the complete New Martial Technique.
As for the corresponding contributions and the exchange of High-Order True Skill techniques for Transcendent Martial Arts, he viewed these things lightly.
"Alright."
Nodding, Chen Feng said no more.
After saying a few simple words, he turned and took his leave, departing on an escorting flying device.
As they watched his silhouette fade, everyone looked up to gaze after him.
Zhang Hengshan sighed deeply, somewhat emotional, while the composure in Liu Duanyun’s gaze remained steady, his expression one of complete relief.
"Martial Arts Legend...."
....
Whoosh!!
The departing flying device pierced the clouds, the Red Maple Leaf emblem reflecting the sunlight.
Glancing at the cracked and shattered earth below, Chen Feng withdrew his gaze, every ounce of power within his body quietly subsiding, returning to a restrained state.
He knew that after today.
The unification of the Red Country Martial Arts World would no longer face obstacles.
Moreover,
his eyes narrowed slightly, recalling the earlier situation.
Chen Feng could sense the madness of the Lute family.
Despite the two countries being in negotiation, they dared to let a legend enter the Red Country territory to carry out such rampant assassinations.
This undoubtedly violated the Red Country’s bottom line, testing everyone’s nerves.
"Old Han, how are the negotiations over at the Red Capital?"
Chen Feng suddenly asked, a thought crossing his mind.
The actions of the Lute family puzzled him; he suspected their aim wasn’t just to target him.
"The specific results haven’t come out yet."
"But it’s said that the atmosphere in the Red Capital has been quite off lately."
His expression turning serious, Han Chao, still immersed in the previous events, barely regained his composure.
Noticing Chen Feng’s confusion, he explained: "The negotiations are at an impasse, and the weather above the city is extremely unusual."
"There have been thunderstorms covering the sky for half a day, besides seeing celestial light prolonging daylight and shortening night."
"Sometimes it’s torrential rain, sometimes scorching heat, so the negotiations have been temporarily halted....."
Saying this, his tone grew graver, voice lowering quietly.
He even suspected that the Lute family’s manic act might be an attempt to pressure the negotiations in the Red Capital.
Hearing this, Chen Feng’s eyes steeled, roughly understanding the meaning, sensing the anomaly.
Thunderstorm, celestial light.
Torrential rain, scorching heat....
Suddenly, he thought of that Divine General He.
She originally intended to personally hold an electronic meeting with the intelligent entity of the Star Spirit, but had to postpone due to the Platinum Federation’s envoy negotiations.
Now, combining these phenomena....
"Is it her engaging with someone?"
An astonishing speculation arose, and the more Chen Feng thought about it, the closer he felt he was to the truth.
After all, to influence the world and create such abnormal climatic phenomena,
only those beings nearing divinity on Earth Star can achieve this.
"I hope the results come out soon."
"Especially that traitor Han Mingchuan, I truly hope to capture him back to Chi Country and execute him publicly!"
Han Chao’s tone was deep, with a mix of anticipation and lament.
Chen Feng nodded slightly, his heart sharing similar emotions.
He would not forget the Black Tide that swept through Nanjiang.
If it weren’t for Han Mingchuan’s ambition and Chi Bo Energy’s indulgence, the Evil God Church would not have succeeded in completing the blood sacrificial ritual, summoning the Evil God Angel.
At this moment, his gaze followed suit, looking out the window of the flying device as they passed through Nanjiang District.
Reconstruction of the city continued. Although some buildings were nearing completion, some people still lived in temporary tent areas.
Children played on the open squares, and some middle-aged men and women were supporting their elders, sitting nearby.
Some faces bore smiles, yet others still showed remnants of fatigue and sorrow.
Even though internal and external city associations have rolled out policies to assist and guarantee their future livelihoods,
some people have left this world forever.
Those ordinary folks who perished in the Black Tide probably never thought their story would end in such a manner.
Similarly, about their eternal rest...
Retracting his gaze, Chen Feng’s mind returned to calmness.
If given the chance, he wouldn’t mind personally seeking justice for them one last time.
To put a definitive end to this saga.
......
At the same time,
inside a luxurious manor in Black Port City,
Han Mingchuan and his associates waited in the first-floor hall.
The golden floor tiles reflected the sunlight streaming through the ornate windows, while an exquisite chandelier hung in the center of the hall.
Velvet carpets lay beneath genuine leather sofas and tables like brown jewels.
Han Mingchuan, looking tired, sat on a single sofa, accompanied only by two trusted bodyguards.
"Boss, Miss Oona is back."
A Fifth Rank security guard, appearing to be in his thirties, lowered his voice as bloodshot-eyed Han Mingchuan slightly raised his head, looking outside.
A convoy was slowly approaching beside the fountain outside the hall.
A series of black speeding cars, flanked front and rear, tightly guarded the extended La Royce in the center.
Tap tap tap tap!
The crisp sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground echoed as transformed bodyguards in black suits exited the cars, remaining vigilant even inside the manor.
After confirming safety, the door of the central La Royce opened.
Tap tap!
Crystal-like silver high heels stepped onto the ground as Oona, in a magnificent long white dress, emerged.
A refined makeup, and a tall figure.
Seeing this, Han Mingchuan quickly stood up from his chair in the hall, suppressing all emotions and hurrying forward.
He had visited several days in a row, but each time was met with different excuses for refusal.
Now, he had no other choice left.
"Miss Oona!"
Seeing the bodyguards in front trying to block him, Han Mingchuan restrained his anger and quickly shouted.
Oona paused her steps and looked over.
Beside her was a seemingly ordinary middle-aged Caucasian man.
His brown eyes, like amber, looked at Han Mingchuan, who suddenly felt a strange palpitation as if his heart was being squeezed.
Similar feelings arose in his two trusted bodyguards, but they dared not move a muscle.
They knew this was the genuine legacy that even Chi Bo Energy lacked, the legend that led to its downfall, forcing them all into a fugitive state.
"Han, I’m quite busy now."
Finally, Oona spoke.
Her delicate face showed no expression, not even a trace of the usual feigned smile.
"If you have any business, speak to my assistant."
"That’s all."
Tap tap!
Her calm words fell as she proceeded into the opulently decorated manor hall, surrounded by bodyguards, stepping towards the second floor.
The scent of perfume passed by his nose as Han Mingchuan stood at the hall entrance. Despite being followed by two trusted bodyguards, he felt stiff and cold.
The redness in his eyes became more pronounced, and his cheek muscles twitched a few times, making his exhausted expression appear slightly distorted.
"Boss..."
"Let’s go."
He whispered, raising his head slightly, glancing at the second floor of the manor.
He cast a hard look at the elaborate study window before stepping into the car.
He left, under the gaze of some presence, with a vague black crow flashing atop a distant city’s tall building.
As for this,
inside the second-floor study, Oona was already disinterested.
As she passed through the corridor with ornamental windows, a butler opened the door, and the bodyguards stopped, vigilantly watching.
"Miss, be cautious with this Han."
The Legendary Level transformed person with amber eyes followed closely, glancing at the departing convoy outside and tactfully reminded.
"I know, Uncle Long Jia."
"But he holds little value now, unlikely to threaten me."
Oona smiled slightly, entering the study without much concern.
If not for extracting the last bit of value from him, giving the Federation a slight edge in negotiations with Chi Country, she would have long abandoned him.
Long Jia, witnessing this, said no more, as Oona sat in the leather chair and mentioned another matter with a smile.
"By now, Lai Si and the others should have succeeded, right?"
"I’m really curious about Chi Country’s current situation."
She was a bit curious, her eyes full of interest.
Just then, a family communication arrived urgently.
"What a coincidence."
She smiled, connecting it as the communication screen floated.
Very quickly, the news landed.
Like a bolt from the blue.
Her pupils contracted, and her exquisite makeup showed a trace of disbelief.