Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams-Chapter 204 - 135: Secret Medicine, Strengthening God Pill

Chapter 204: Chapter 135: Secret Medicine, Strengthening God Pill

"How is it?"

In the quiet room, several figures were either sitting or standing.

The projection screen was displaying a segment of footage, showing Chen Feng single-handedly defeating four strong opponents of the Entering Force Triple level.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, with the wooden floor reflecting the sunlight and shadows from the outside window.

It wasn’t until the video finished playing that the burly figure leaning against the wall with crossed arms shook his head.

"The people from the Giant Bear Lineage and the Fei Niao Sect are useless; I feel we haven’t tested this person’s full strength."

As soon as this was said, a rebuttal came quickly.

"Not his full strength?"

"There are only so many Core True Skills existing within the Flame Tiger Sect, aren’t they? The Copper Statue Technique and Red Tiger Strength, plus another Giant Tiger Technique. Even if his Talent is high, what other methods could he possibly have?"

The speaker sat cross-legged on the ground, with long, messy hair and a somewhat thin frame.

The tone was slightly stern; the other people around remained silent for a moment, with someone picking up the thread: "Let’s compromise and assume he has another twenty percent of strength hidden."

"Looking at it overall, he should be on par with Little Five."

"What do you guys think?"

"Ugh, using me as a benchmark again."

The young man with long, messy hair seated cross-legged on the ground spoke discontentedly but did not refute further.

The burly figure with crossed arms pondered for a moment and then gave a slight nod, with others gradually expressing their agreement.

To assume his combat prowess is twenty percent higher, and rank him as the fifth True Inheritor.

This was their considerable respect.

Seeing this scene, the elder outside gave a slight smile, quite satisfied with their proactive analysis and strategic planning.

The prosperity of a school is just like this. The Flame Tiger Sect, which had declined for thirty years, fantasizing about catching up was nothing but a fool’s dream.

Tap tap tap.

Footsteps were heard as a disciple approached.

"Sixth Elder, the senior brother has left seclusion."

"Oh? How did it go?"

"I saw the Flying Dragon True Intent."

...

Step!

Footsteps moved, Chen Feng and the other four, with their luggage, stood outside an ancient-style decorated hotel.

In the sky, flying vehicles slashed across the heavens; on the street, black sedans drove away slowly.

Seeing this, Zhao Tingxiao could no longer suppress his curiosity and turned to Li Tong to ask, "Master, so you’ve made arrangements beforehand?"

The arrival of Councilman Zhou was too timely.

He thought it was a result of Li Tong’s foresight that the final conflict was resolved.

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However, Li Tong retracted his gaze, shaking his head.

"I’m not familiar with this man; I’ve only heard Old Chu mention him briefly."

With a calm tone, Chen Feng had thoughts of his own.

The timely arrival of Councilman Zhou seemed too coincidental, neither too early nor too late.

Plus, if there was truly a desire to receive them, the Security Officer at the high-speed rail station wouldn’t have turned a blind eye at the beginning.

"It seems that they are weighing our value..."

Zhao Jushan commented in a low voice, and Lin Xiaoyun also had a rough taste of the situation.

The group remained silent for a moment, with footsteps gradually sounding behind them.

Turning around to look, the ancient-style hotel occupied a large area, with many lofts and courtyards inside.

Outside the main entrance, there was a rockery and fountain, with grey bricks on both sides, and shadows of people passing by, with many Flying Cars landing and parking.

[The 37th Southern Martial Arts Tournament]

The virtual projection of the words floated above the entrance, with staff members of the venue receiving people from various schools.

Seemingly sensing the arrival of Chen Feng and the others, someone’s gaze flashed, and soon a young female staff member approached proactively.

"May I ask who you are?"

"Flame Tiger Sect."

Zhao Jushan spoke in a deep voice, and the other party was somewhat surprised.

Without saying much, she quickly gestured with her hand and led the way: "Please follow me."

The group followed her, and along the way, they attracted looks from other schools.

The expressions were diverse, with surprise, complexity, and some who revelled in others’ misfortune.

"It’s surprising that the people from the Flame Tiger Sect really dared to come."

"Thirty years, tsk tsk, could it be another fight between dragons and tigers?"

"What are you thinking? Haven’t you seen how powerful the Flying Dragon Style is now? More than a dozen schools in Yun Gang depend on it for survival, not to mention it has transformed into the Flying Dragon Group..."

"I heard that the Flying Dragon Style already had an encounter en route."

"Really? What was the outcome?"

Low murmurs rose, but Chen Feng and his companions were all of the Entering Strength level, so how could they not know?

Zhao Tingxiao was somewhat dissatisfied, but soon, seeing that his master and others kept silent, he could only suppress all emotions and followed along, walking into an ancient courtyard named Tingfeng Garden.

There were a few bamboo plants, a small pond next to it, and pavilions, with several rocks piled up.

"Tingfeng Garden has five rooms and considering the martial habit of each of you, we have disabled some of the private smart services."

"If you have any needs, just command at any time."

The female staff member familiarized them with the inside and outside of the courtyard, and after glancing at Li Tong’s expression, Lin Xiaoyun nodded lightly, signaling for her to leave.

The five people each went to their own room; Li Tong did not say much, just gave a simple instruction.

"Don’t think unnecessarily about extra things. No matter how incompatible we are with the Flying Dragon Style, they have to consider their image, and they won’t cause trouble at such an occasion."

"Rest if you need to rest, make friends if you need to. As for the rest, let’s wait until the Tournament starts tomorrow."

Everyone nodded, only Chen Feng was left behind.

Click!

The door to the room closed, Li Tong stood by the window, looking outside.

"You saw what happened today, right?"

"Do you regret joining my Flame Tiger Sect?"

He knew well the talent of his eldest disciple.

Without the obstruction and past grudges of the Flying Dragon Style, he would have been unstoppable.

"Why regret?"

Chen Feng retorted, with a surprisingly calm tone.