High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late-Chapter 365 - 297: True Power Lies in Making the Rules, Watermelon Juice! (Part 2)

Chapter 365: Chapter 297: True Power Lies in Making the Rules, Watermelon Juice! (Part 2)

"Because my strength is not enough, I have to worry about this and that, and must act within the rules set by others."

"I need to use these rules to protect my family."

On the eve of the Celestial Cloud Mountain Martial Arts Exchange Conference, Su Mu felt lost because he was too afraid.

Su Mu was too afraid of losing everything he currently had.

Just at that moment, in the darkness...

Li Liangshu’s eyes filled with hatred appeared, followed by his deceased wife and children...

Some things cannot be avoided just because of fear.

That night, those four pairs of eyes watched him, hauntingly.

"There are some things in this world that must be done by someone..."

A few days ago, Su Mu had made a phone call to Uncle Hong, asking Hong Lie to send a few teams of elite soldiers from the War Zone to protect his family and friends.

But what Su Mu truly valued wasn’t these people’s strength, but the identity of the War Zone.

The Southern War Zone is like a giant beast entrenched in South China, and the Huaxia Military Department is an even bigger entity. Su Mu needed the endorsement of the Huaxia officials.

"The military department is Huaxia’s shield and pillar, no one dares to easily mess with people from the Huaxia Military Department. They can seek the military’s protection when necessary."

Su Mu’s idea was very simple and crude.

If there were signs of losing control, he would have the military send all his family and friends to the War Zone; after all, he possessed this right because Su Mu was a General Star of the Southern War Zone, eligible to bring his family and friends to live there.

In this way, even if the Sima Family or the Overlord Blade Saint Martial Hall was strong, they would certainly not dare to forcefully break into the War Zone.

Then the only thing left beyond control is...

The Overlord Blade Martial Saint.

Because when Su Mu gathered information, he found that there was too little information about the Martial Saints; he severely lacked information about them.

The Huaxia Martial Arts Association has this description of the Martial Saints: "Below the Martial Saints, all are ants."

How strong is the Martial Saint truly?

Will the Martial Saint even take action?

Su Mu had been pondering these two questions for some time but found no answers.

"Can’t act rashly, at least can’t utterly provoke the Martial Saint just yet." Silver radiance flickered in Su Mu’s eyes, and from afar, the curtain fell into his hand with a swoosh.

Su Mu wrapped the head in his hand and stored it in the space ring; he needed to rely on rules to protect himself and his loved ones.

And this is also why Su Mu needed to construct a stage large enough; the greater the momentum, the more attention it gets, backed not just by public opinion but also by official endorsement.

So before the battle commenced, he directly said: "Please allow it, Grandmaster Lu Heng."

This was all to get the authoritative endorsement of the Huaxia officials, as this battle was to be conducted under the rules of the Huaxia National Martial Arts Association and the military department.

In a fight, fists and kicks are blind, and even the death of Sima Lin was within the rules!

As Gu Xing said, within the rules of the Huaxia National Martial Arts Association, there’s such a clause: "Blades and swords know no eyes; during the exchange, if someone is accidentally injured, disabled, or even killed, no responsibility is held, and no power may pursue it afterward."

Though the binding power of this rule may not be entirely effective on top forces.

But even so, if the power of the Overlord Blade Saint Martial Hall wants revenge, at least they can’t do it openly; in this case, sending family and friends to the War Zone can ensure safe protection.

However, this would also pose a question.

Why would the Huaxia Military Department protect Su Mu’s loved ones and take on the pressure from the Overlord Blade Saint Martial Hall or even the Overlord Blade Martial Saint himself?

There’s only one answer...

That is to demonstrate enough value.

Demonstrate value that the Huaxia Military Department cannot refuse!

Performance during the Beast Tide, maybe being a General Star is not enough.

So on the Celestial Cloud Peak, Su Mu unleashed a punch at Sima Lin without holding back.

This was both for revenge and to demonstrate his own value, Su Mu’s value.

Even the final challenge to Grandmaster Lu Heng was one step in the process, not a spur-of-the-moment decision.

Afterward, he saw the shock and relief in Leader Zhao Dong’s eyes, and finally, Leader Zhao Dong even nodded at him.

As for leaving with the elder from South China Saint Martial University later, borrowing the might of Qingfeng Martial Saint was the goal.

Everything was proceeding according to the script Su Mu had pre-planned.

"Also, I don’t need the military’s protection for a lifetime, just for a period of time,..."

"The reason I have to be cautious and walk on eggshells under someone else’s rules is that my fist is not big enough, my strength is not strong enough!"

"If I were strong enough now, I could simply ignore the Sima Family, the Overlord Blade Saint Martial Hall, and even those Martial Saints who overlook the human world."

"Moreover, given the crimes committed by the Sima family father and son, dying a hundred times over would not be a pity..."

"A truly strong person shouldn’t abide by rules but should break them and become the one who sets them!"

Su Mu took a deep breath, his eyes growing increasingly firm.

"So now I am not strong enough, far from it."

He stepped forward, walking out of the private room.

...

Phew------

"Feeling better, the call with Young Master Xie should be done now, right?"

The blond man in the restroom let out a satisfied sound, casually pressing the flush button as he walked to the sink, where a tall figure was washing hands.

As the blond man approached the sink beside it to turn on the faucet, his pupils shrank slightly.

Through the reflection in the mirror, beneath the faucet, he saw a glimmer of red, the unfamiliar red liquid dripping from the slender fair hands of the man beside him.

Instantly, the blond man’s expression changed.

Noticing the gaze from the side, the handsome man who was focused on washing his hands calmly spoke, "Just some watermelon juice."

"Watermelon juice?"

The blond man hesitated, secretly letting out a sigh of relief, quickly washing his hands before leaving the restroom.

Soon he found himself in front of the long corridor.

Then he was completely stunned.

Earlier, in the restroom, he had heard some loud noises, thinking it was some construction work outside, but he didn’t pay attention. What he saw now shook his heart.

At the end of that corridor, the originally luxurious golden alloy door was embedded in the wall.

Three people lay scattered in front of the door.

In addition, there were two new holes in the wall nearby.

Ding dong.

The sound of the elevator behind him jolted the blond man awake, and he gulped, "What happened here?"

Could there be trouble?

Now, the blond man’s expression suddenly turned somewhat terrified.

"No, that can’t be... Young Master Xie had two genuine Martial Arts Grandmasters by his side, who could have the capability to cause trouble!"

"Right, I must be overthinking this..."

The blond man walked step by step, and as he passed by the two large holes, he stopped abruptly.

In the corner of his eye, he seemed to catch a glimpse of a familiar figure. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

He slowly turned his head, shocked and trembling.

"How can this be?"

Following his line of vision.

A burly figure was bleeding from the seven orifices, their body embedded in the wall’s hole; he recognized this person as one of the two Martial Arts Grandmasters beside Young Master Xie.

In an instant, the blond man’s scalp tingled.

Then he looked into the other hole.

He took a deep breath, walked a few steps, and upon seeing what was in there, he stood frozen. In this hole, just as he thought, was another figure, the other Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Immediately, the blond man raised his head and found that all the surveillance cameras in the corridor had been destroyed, with several still emitting black smoke.

"Young Master Xie..."

"Where is Young Master Xie?"

Retrieving his gaze, the blond man suddenly remembered the most crucial task and rushed towards the private room. Before reaching the door, his pupils shrank dramatically.

He saw a familiar crimson hue.

An unknown red liquid seeped out from inside the room.

Amid the concentrated aroma of alcohol wafting from the private room, there was also an undertone of iron and brine.

The next moment.

The blond man reached the doorway of the private room, and his contracted pupils abruptly widened, rendering him motionless.

The once-resplendent, palace-like private room.

Now lay in ruins.

A continuously spurting blood corpse suddenly appeared before his eyes, a headless body...

Soon, by the clothing on the corpse.

The blond man identified that it was no one else: it was Young Master Xie!

"Watermelon juice... it was watermelon juice!"

The blond man exclaimed in horror, his whole body trembling violently, then with weak knees, he collapsed onto the floor, mumbling incessantly.

"The head..."

"Young Master Xie’s head is missing!"

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