Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams-Chapter 166 - 118 Flying Dragon Style_2

Soon.

Thump, thump!

The sound of knocking at the door rang out.

"Big senior brother, someone is asking to see you."

"They said they’re from the Giant Elephant Sect."

As soon as the voice faded, Chen Feng amplified his Perception, his eyebrows slightly raised.

The youth in a hoodie and the man with shaggy hair were waiting in a rest area of the Martial Arts Hall, both emitting strong auras.

The former should be close to the First Level of Entering Force, while the latter seems almost ready to break through to True Intent, stronger than Qian Changsong, comparable to that day’s Blood Poison Hand, Feng Li.

"Giant Elephant Sect?"

Cao Tong frowned slightly, his face full of confusion.

This was a major school in the Southern Martial Arts World, located in another city within Feng Province.

Their relationship with the Flame Tiger Sect was ordinary at best; why would they come to visit?

"Let’s meet them."

Chen Feng had a guess and also didn’t sense any malice.

Cao Tong nodded and stood up on his own, standing behind him.

Soon, the trainer outside went to bring the two men in and also proactively made tea, staying behind Chen Feng.

"Giant Elephant Sect, Zheng Shan, pays respects to the distinguished disciple of the Flame Tiger Sect."

"This is my junior brother, Zhang Tai."

The man with shaggy hair took the initiative to clasp his fists in salute, his tone respectful, as though interacting with an equal.

Chen Feng nodded in response and didn’t bother with small talk. He got straight to the point: "I wonder, elder brother, for what purpose do you seek me?"

"Heh, to make a friend,"

Zheng Shan said with a smile, not hiding his intentions: "I see that the young brother is only at the First Level of Entering Force, yet capable of battling masters with Inner Method Unity."

"Innate Divine Strength, particularly adept at Hard Skills, truly a perfect fit with our Giant Elephant Sect."

"I felt a liking for you, thus I wished to visit and forge a good connection."

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng remained expressionless, simply responding politely.

Beside them, Zhang Tai observed Chen Feng all the while, curious as to how his own Hard Skills compared with Chen Feng’s in terms of strength.

"By the way, junior brother, have you heard anything recently about the Songhe Style?"

After chatting and laughing for a bit, Zheng Shan brought up what he truly wished to discuss on his visit.

"Please enlighten me, Brother Zheng."

"The former Sect Leader of the Songhe Style has publicly announced his seclusion, and now the Great Elder is acting as Sect Leader."

"I’ve heard that this Great Elder, in his early years, once received a favor from the Flying Dragon Sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Feng’s brow furrowed.

Flying Dragon Sect?

What kind of force was that?

Seeing his confusion, Zheng Shan didn’t explain further.

With a laugh, he set down his tea cup, spoke a few words and then took his leave with a clasped fist.

"Brother, why did we have to tell him all this?"

On the way out, after leaving the Martial Arts Hall, Zhang Tai voiced his confusion.

He acknowledged the man was strong but didn’t think it warranted Brother Zheng showing such proactive kindness.

"This person has great potential and is very likely to break through to True Intent in the future."

Still carrying his black backpack, Zheng Shan explained as they walked: "Also, don’t you think the Flying Dragon Sect has become too aggressive all of a sudden?"

"They withdrew from the Martial Arts Tournament thirty years ago, never participating even once."

"And yet, this time they’re suddenly announcing their comeback and aiming for the leadership of the tournament..."

His tone was calm, but carried a hint of worry and seriousness.

"The political situation in the southern region of Chi Country is becoming increasingly complex. Perhaps, the Flame Tiger Sect could probe the waters for us, to see what exactly the Flying Dragon Sect is planning."

...

"Flying Dragon Sect..."

With Perception retracted, Chen Feng looked at Cao Tong.

The other party furrowed his brows, uncertainly saying: "I think I’ve heard of them, said to be no less a major school than the Giant Elephant Sect."

"Seems like they’ve had some kind of grudge with our Flame Tiger Sect..."

Cao Tong knew little, and Chen Feng’s curiosity had not dissipated.

After some thought, he decided to ask his teacher, Li Tong.

Cutting to the chase, he made the call, explaining today’s events in detail.

"I will handle this matter."

"Wait a few days, and then I’ll tell you the details."

Beep beep!

The call ended, Li Tong’s tone a bit complex.

Chen Feng thought for a moment, but did not ask further.

He felt he might have come into contact with some secret, and teacher Li Tong might also be hesitating on how to inform him.

Shortly after, Cao Tong and the others left one after another, and Chen Feng practiced the Power Moves of the Red Tiger Strength alone in the Quiet Room.

As time slipped away, it was getting close to three or four in the afternoon.

After taking a shower and getting ready, Chen Feng walked out of the Martial Arts Hall in a black coat.

"Let’s go!"

Lin Hao waved his hand signaling to get in the car, and the two headed straight for the club.

Cars were coming and going on the road, and figures were crisscrossing the streets.

During the journey, outside another small school’s Martial Arts Hall, Chen Feng caught a glimpse of Zheng Shan and another person.

He paid no attention, instead focusing on the transparent panel in front of him.

[Green Armor Level 3:5/100]

"The difficulty has increased again."

Chen Feng recalled the Fear Value he harvested today from Qian Changsong of the Songhe Style.

The quantity was substantial, but unfortunately, the quality was somewhat lacking.

He surmised that it might be because he didn’t go all out.

Nevertheless, it was evident how challenging it was to progress after reaching the third level of Green Armor.

After all, that was an expert of the Entering Force Triple, stronger than most of the Transformed People equipped with combat modules at the Flying Copper Level.

"So, I need new nourishment again..."

As the thought crossed his mind, Chen Feng suddenly remembered the golden light group.

He was somewhat distracted the entire journey, his mind filled with thoughts on Talent and Martial Arts.

It wasn’t until the car slowed down and arrived at the mall that he snapped back to reality.

"What’s wrong, you seem distracted?" Lin Hao asked curiously.

"No."

Shaking his head, Chen Feng got out of the car and walked into the mall, planning to end the lesson early today and return home to dream.

It was uncertain whether the Giant Fierce Bear had been persuaded by the Black Poison Bee.

Or perhaps, they had already started making their move.

...

Bang!

In Nanjiang City, at the outskirts.

In a hidden metal chamber, several figures wearing masks with patterned pins on their chests were seated on both sides of a round table.

"What exactly is going on, why hasn’t the Golden Guard woken up yet?"

Someone angrily slammed the table, questioning with impatience.

They had been ruthlessly pursued by the United Council recently, and it left them disheveled and in a sorry state.

A fire was burning inside them, and most of their gazes drifted towards the leader sitting at the main seat.

With slicked-back hair, black hair, and wearing a loose black suit.

"His injuries were too severe in the past, and although the repairs are complete, there have been some minor complications."

"If he is forcefully awakened, it will affect his strength."

Hearing this, expressions were varied, but most were frowning and pondering.

"What do we do now? Other cities have already taken steps ahead of us, if we don’t produce some results, the headquarters will not let us off!"

"Yes, the Golden Guard is our biggest reliance, if he doesn’t wake up, we can’t execute our plans at all."

"How much will his strength be affected? Leader, if it’s really necessary, wake him up first!"

Supportive voices kept rising.

The leader at the main seat watched silently, waiting until they stopped talking before continuing to speak. "Two days."

"There have been people moving in the city checkpoints, smuggling transformation modules and Advanced Metal... I’ve sent people to track them down and retrieve the materials."

"Regardless of the final outcome, within two days, I will have the Golden Guard awaken."

His calm and firm tone eased the previously questioning members.

Then, he took a glance around the table.

Someone suddenly asked in confusion.

"Where’s Silver Wolf?"

"Forget him, an arrogant fellow," replied someone with a shake of the head and a disdainful tone: "He got into a scuffle with Dong Tao and both were badly injured, he’s now in the base repairing his modules."

"He deserves it. He was adamant about going after that Green Demon."

"If you ask me, if it wasn’t for the fact that we need to consider Golden Guard, I would have asked the headquarters to transfer him away a long time ago..."

Amidst a wave of dissatisfaction, although nobody spoke up, there were a few who silently nodded in agreement.

All of this was observed by the man with the slicked-back hair.

As the leader of Utopia’s Nanjiang branch, the slicked-backed man did not stop their grumbling and disagreements.

His head turned to look at another side of the quiet room.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the layers of metal walls, seeing a reclining, eyes-closed, and exceptionally burly sleeping figure.

A platform inlaid with gold gradually melted, with numerous lines and tubes inserted into the figure’s metal limbs, constantly supplying some kind of Advanced Energy Liquid to sustain vital signs and life force.

The breath was as vigorous as a sleeping lion, on the verge of conquering the heavens and earth upon awakening, capable of utterly destroying the so-called United Council.

"It’s coming soon."

He murmured inwardly.

A fervor flashed in his eyes, one that heralded the great era that would tear down the corrupt system and be forged through blood and fire!

By then, Utopia, these three words, could perhaps become a reality.freewebnσvel.cøm