Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams
Chapter 282 - 171 Flying Dragon Challenge

Chapter 282: Chapter 171 Flying Dragon Challenge

The vast ocean was azure and boundless.

The gray warships were docked at the shore, seagulls flew across the sky, disappearing without a trace.

Taking all this in, the robed elder with graying hair sighed, stood beside the window of the Quiet Room, and turned slightly to look at the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged.

He was clad in a light blue robe, his eyes tightly shut, expressionless.

The Flying Dragon pattern on his clothes was vivid, and the arm that was supposed to be severed seemed to have been quietly reattached without any visible scars.

No one spoke, yet the atmosphere was inexplicably solemn.

Tap, tap!

Footsteps approached quickly.

Jiang Yunshan, with his injuries recovered, appeared at the door of the Quiet Room. His complexion was not very good, the residual shock plainly visible to anyone.

Just one glance was enough for the gray-robed elder to find the answer.

"I’ve said before, we shouldn’t have given him time."

His tone was deep and filled with complexity.

He had previously suggested that they should go directly to Nanjiang to eliminate all potential threats, just to be safe.

But in the end, it was vetoed.

Without speaking, Lu Xinglong, who had been sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes and expressionlessly looked towards Jiang Yunshan.

"The news... it’s true."

Jiang Yunshan’s gaze flickered with an indiscernible tone, his heart evidently filled with envy and resentment that he could hardly hide.

The shackles of a Grandmaster were considered a heavenly barrier in Martial Arts; despite spending decades in Martial Arts, he had never even touched the threshold.

And yet, how long had the other been truly devoted? And he had already broken through these shackles?

For a moment, the atmosphere was silent; the gray-robed elder shook his head and once again looked towards the Ocean Sea at the distant port.

The situation in the South was increasingly chaotic, and the movements of the warships outside Yun Gang were frequent.

The Flame Tiger, once looked down upon, had returned to its peak, and if this continued...

"Seven days."

Lu Xinglong suddenly spoke, interrupting the thoughts of the two.

His intact left arm was still there; his tone was calm, as if he had regained his previous demeanor of nonchalance.

"Break and then establish; I’ve already seen through all obstacles of the Divine Soul."

"After the transformation ends, I will personally settle all these grievances."

A cold glint flashed, like the cry of a dragon resounding.

Lu Xinglong glanced at his once-severed left arm.

He would tell the world, between the dragon and the tiger, who was the true Martial Arts Grandmaster.

As for those two Golden Steel Level Transformed People, he would also trample them into dust.

...

...

Buzz!

The black sedan drove out of the city area; Chen Feng sat in the back seat, the driver being an employee of Tianhao Security.

Outside the window, the high and low buildings rose and fell; observing for a moment, he keenly sensed that Nanjiang seemed to have undergone some subtle changes.

"I remember, this used to be the suburbs."

Chen Feng calmly inquired, as the once-abandoned land now housed a factory and even some small buildings were erected.

The driver replied promptly, "Mr. Chen, this place used to indeed be the suburbs."

"But recently, the City Association reclassified this area into the outskirts of Jinhua District and sold the land to a large foreign enterprise."

Nodding slightly, Chen Feng retracted his gaze, deep in thought.

The issue of attracting investments to Nanjiang wasn’t just talk.

Looking at the situation, if it could continue like this.

The originally ordinary prefecture-level city of Nanjiang might indeed rise a rank or two.

Immediately after, no further words were exchanged.

He sat in the car, resting, familiar roads slowly becoming recognizable, the lush green forests undulating.

Buzz!

Suddenly, his phone vibrated, he picked it up.

[Chen Yun: I’ve been busy with the research project recently and just saw the messages.]

[How are you, how’s everything at the Martial Arts Hall?]

Chen Yun, who hadn’t contacted him for a while, didn’t surprise Chen Feng too much after he read the message.

According to Lin Hao’s instructions, the project she was involved in likely had a confidentiality agreement.

Perhaps even her phone was regularly monitored, only allowing usage at intervals.

"Pretty good."

He replied briefly, not inquiring further about Chen Yun’s research project.

Since it’s confidential, it wasn’t appropriate to ask more.

[Chen Yun: That’s good.]

[Once this project ends, I should be able to take a few days off, I will come back then...]

"Okay."

Having replied, Chen Feng then put down his phone.

The black car gradually drove away, moving further away from the suburban boundary.

After more than an hour.

His gaze shifted, Chen Feng saw the exquisitely ornate Mountain Gate.

The neatly laid gray stone bricks, rows of black-tiled red-wooden houses stood in neat rows.

At the very center of the outer side, the red lacquered wooden door stood wide open; the golden-black background of the Heavenly Flame Red Tiger Style’s five characters was particularly striking.

Besides this.

He also saw a group of figures standing at the main entrance.

Third Uncle Yan Chong, a slim man in a gray robe, stood at the forefront, Zhao Tingxiao, the personal disciple, half a step behind, his face filled with excitement and curiosity.

Further back were Cao Tong, Wu Shuang, and other True Inheritors, as well as Core Disciples who stayed inside the Mountain Gate.

Click!

The black car stopped, and the driver quickly got out and opened the door.

Chen Feng nodded slightly, then stepped onto the gray stone bricks and looked at everyone.

"Brother!"

Zhao Tingxiao was the first to speak, seeming a bit uneasy.

The sun shone brightly, autumn wind fluttering.

Numerous gazes converged on the robust young man; although as usual, they were mixed with excitement and nervousness.

Clearly, they all were aware of the actual situation of yesterday’s great battle in the city.

Instantly, gazes met.

Chen Feng surveyed everyone, finally looking towards the Third Elder.

"I am back."

After saying this, he smiled and took a step forward.

Wow!!

Excitement erupted, shouts rose one after another.

"Big Senior Brother!"

"Big Senior Brother!"

People swarmed towards him like a tide; Chen Feng clearly saw Third Uncle’s face filled with relief and excitement.

Grandmaster!