In the courtyard of the Shangguan family.
Hei Yi, dressed in black robes, knelt on the ground.
His expression was extremely solemn: "My lady... this is how things stand."
Shangguan Chuxue stood in the small pavilion of the courtyard with her hands behind her back, gazing with interest at the bright moon in the sky.
The corner of her mouth curved upward slightly, her eyes revealing a hint of excitement: "Oh?"
"You're saying... Water Moon sent news that Wu Cheng has disappeared."
"Long Jiuxiao, Shangguan Xiao, and even their protector Shangguan Quan, were all subdued by Su Muwan with a single palm strike?"
Gulp.
Hei Yi swallowed heavily with a grave expression. Whenever the lady spoke like this,
It meant she was extremely excited.
Su Muwan... you're really done for, you've truly caught my lady's full attention!
And once someone catches her attention...
None of them ever met a good end!
He took a deep breath and slowly replied: "Yes, my lady... the news has spread all over the media networks."
"Hehe."
"Interesting."
Shangguan Chuxue chuckled softly, her eyes revealing the excitement of finding a worthy opponent.
How long has it been, how many years?
I've finally found an opponent worthy of my attention.
Su Muwan... defeating them with a single palm strike.
Heh, interesting, truly interesting.
It seems the plans for this selection tournament... have failed.
But it doesn't matter.
If it weren't like this, I would think Su Muwan incapable of entertaining me.
Thinking this,
Shangguan Chuxue slowly spoke: "Su Muwan has passed this test, next..."
"Hei Yi..."
She turned her head to look at the nervous and fearful man, chuckling as she said: "Go deliver a grand gift to the War God."
"He's been away for so long, it's time for him to come back and see his wife and daughter."
Hei Yi swallowed: "Yes!"
Swoosh!
His figure disappeared.
A mysterious look appeared in Shangguan Chuxue's eyes.
As long as they're human, they will be suspicious of each other.
As long as there's suspicion, there will be betrayal.
So... Su Muwan, when you're betrayed by the War God's wife and daughter,
How will you defend against that?
....
...
Early the next morning.
The International Warrior Corps Selection Tournament officially began.
In the VIP area.
This was the area with the best and most open view, accessible only by invitation from the tournament organizers.
Most people here were well-known industry leaders from various fields.
Besides loving to watch the matches,
They also... placed bets on who they thought would win the Warrior King title!
A pot-bellied boss sat on the sofa marked with his seat card, twirling his small mustache as he chuckled: "Everyone, how shall we play this year?"
As soon as he finished speaking,
Someone nearby immediately laughed: "Heh, Boss Wang, isn't it obvious? This tournament has no suspense. I've already bet everything on Long Jiuxiao from the Long family."
"I mean, besides him, who else could win the Warrior King title?"
"No, no, no, I think Ailinna from the Western Nations is also a strong contender for the championship."
"Black Dragon Qiandao from Cherry Blossom City in the Eastern Kingdom is no ordinary fighter either. You should know, he's the brother of that legendary leader of the Black Dragon Organization!"
"Heh, you're all wrong. I've heard through the grapevine that Miss Jiang has already bought off all the relevant connections. The final championship will definitely go to the Jiang family!"
"By the way, where's Miss Shangguan? Wasn't she supposed to come today?"
"Uh... didn't you see the news last night?"
"News?"
The speaker was confused and was about to ask further when.
Bang!
The door opened.
Several figures walked in.
It was Su Muwan, Qin Luo, and others!
The two of them tacitly avoided mentioning what happened after breaking the ice last night.
Qin Luo escorted Su Muwan to the front row, then said: "Young Miss, I'm leaving now, I need to go score."
After Su Muwan sat down, she nodded, then seemed to think of something.
So she pulled Qin Luo closer and whispered with a wink: "Also, Qin Luo, give everyone else the lowest scores and our people the highest scores, understand?"
"Yes, Young Miss."
With that,
Qin Luo left the scene.
Su Bailian, sitting next to Su Muwan, twitched her eye upon hearing this.
Hey, couldn't you speak a bit quieter?
The wealthy spectators exchanged glances.
Looking at each other in bewilderment.
What?
Huh?
You're just openly conspiring like this?
We all operate in secret, but you just announce it publicly??
You call that lowering your voice?
Are you here to cause trouble?
"You..."
"Hey, wait, don't provoke this person."
"Why not?"
"Give me your phone."
"Let me find it for you."
......
.....
The selection tournament was held in the center of a small island, with the venue surrounded by local thorny fences.
Cameras were already set up all around, covering every angle without blind spots.
Media reporters began filming the scene and interviewing contestants.
The commentator was a beautiful young lady.
She spoke into the microphone, continuously introducing the entering guests: "Welcome everyone to the 188th International Warrior Corps Selection Tournament!"
"Please join us in enjoying the upcoming spectacular martial arts battles!"
"There are 32 groups of contestants in total! Two people per group!"
"The matches will be point-based! Followed by scoring from the judges! The average score will be taken to determine the final winner!"
"Now let's welcome today's three judges!!"
"First up is! The Divine Doctor!"
As the commentator finished speaking,
The camera immediately focused on the Divine Doctor.
Some spectators were very excited and expectant.
"I've heard the Divine Doctor is almost a hundred years old but still as vigorous as a young man."
"Yes, they say he's been practicing health cultivation, so his body is incredibly strong!"
"It's so lucky to see the Divine Doctor's grace in this tournament!"
However...
When everyone looked at the Divine Doctor in the camera...
They were...
Dumbfounded.
They saw.
The Divine Doctor sitting in a wheelchair, pale-faced, with lifeless eyes.
His once legendarily straight posture was now hunched, looking as if a breeze could knock him over.
Those hands that were said to be able to bring the dead back to life now rested weakly on the wheelchair armrests, trembling slightly.
"Uh..."
The Divine Doctor saw himself on the big screen and immediately gulped.
Quick! Change the camera angle!
The scene immediately became chaotic, with everyone unable to believe what they were seeing.
Is this really the legendary Divine Doctor? The miracle worker who could still perform amazing medical feats at a hundred years old?
Snap!
The camera cut away.
The commentator wiped her sweat and awkwardly said: "Everyone please remain calm! The Divine Doctor is just too tired recently and needs rest, please don't panic too much!"
"Well! Um! Let's look at our next judge! The famous female judge from the Western Nations!! Elma!"
With that,
The camera turned to the person in the middle.
This person.
Had snow-white skin, golden wavy curls, and alluring red lips.
However..
She had a burly build and was wearing a leopard-print camisole.
And her voice was...
"Mua~~"
"Hello everyone~"