Release that Witch - Chapter 1170
[Chapter 1144 A Stronger Person]
While Roland was looking at everyone, someone in the crowd was also looking at him.
“How, have you found any news about him?” Jiawen asked his subordinates in a low voice.
“Yes,” the latter briefly reported, “The family background and background are very ordinary, and it was just a coincidence to become the lady’s neighbor. There is no record about Roland on the martial arts ranking list, and it should be that he has never participated in a game. And He joined the Martial Arts Association three months ago, such situations are not common.”
Although Jarvan has not awakened the power of nature, he is no stranger to the martial arts league – as a popular event with the largest audience, most people are familiar with its promotion rules and regulations.
Except for the top-level event “Budaoist Conference” held every two years, other competitions can be counted as selection competitions. Its levels are so rich that even newcomers who have just awakened can participate in corresponding junior competitions every month.
Generally speaking, prospective newcomers who have just joined the association can’t wait to compete on stage to improve their abilities and rankings. After all, that means higher status and income.
Only those awakened people who surrender halfway are full of resistance to this kind of public display of ability-of course, the credibility of this reason is also questionable, and he thinks that those pretentious guys have committed crimes, so they are unwilling Expose yourself in front of the camera.
As Garcia’s eldest brother, Jiawen naturally cared a lot about the substitute chosen by his younger sister.
In his impression, Garcia is definitely not a person who is easy to get close to, because she is so persistent in her beliefs that there is an invisible wall between her and outsiders, and trying to cross it will cause great harm to both parties. Therefore, there are very few people who can gain her trust.
Jiawen was not surprised that Garcia and her father had come to this point. She might be a qualified martial artist, but she was by no means a qualified businessman.
But this is not all the reasons for him to investigate the other party, at most it can only be one of them.
The other main reason is in the VIP seats in front of the banquet hall.
He looked towards the first row of seats – he saw a white woman sitting there, wearing a martial arts robe without any decorations, as if she had an ethereal and refined aura.
The long black hair poured down like a waterfall, just looking at the back can make people amazed.
Fei Yuhan, the most dazzling new star in the Martial Arts League, has entered the finals of the Martial Arts Conference twice since his debut in less than five years.
Although she has not yet won the championship, most people think that it is just that she is too young and inexperienced.
As long as time passes, the name of the strongest will definitely be in her pocket.
Such an excellent talent made her be regarded as a representative of the new generation of geniuses, and there were even rumors that when she won the championship, it was the day when she entered the upper echelon of Prism City.
Jiawen thought that such a person would not pay attention to the invitation from the Sanye Group, but he did not expect her to attend the banquet in person, which really surprised his father.
With Fei Yuhan’s presence, this dinner will definitely become the most eye-catching headline in recent news.
However, when he finally found a chance to talk, he was entrusted with an unexpected task.
Jiawen suppressed distracting thoughts and walked slowly in front of the other party.
“Miss Fei Yuhan, what you asked me to inquire about…”
“No need to repeat, I heard it all.” She interrupted, then smiled, “Thank you.”
Listen, heard?
Jiawen looked back in surprise at where he had come. It was almost ten meters away, or could a martial artist really have such a keen perception in a noisy banquet hall?
It’s just…not human!
“Of course not everything can be heard – even if the ears can do it, the brain can’t handle it.” Probably seeing his surprise, Fei Yuhan explained a few words in a rare way, “When your subordinates approach you When I was talking, I deliberately increased my attention. Afterwards, as long as I concentrate, I can restore the entire content of the conversation through mouth movements, voices, and expressions. For most martial arts masters, this is not difficult to do.”
“Yu, so that’s the case… he is indeed the strongest martial artist praised by everyone,” Jiawen laughed uncomfortably.
“The strongest?” Her voice was as crisp as a wind chime, “I haven’t got that trophy yet.”
“Sooner or later, sooner or later. Apart from you, who else can be on the stage of the Martial Arts Conference in the first year of awakening. Even if it is the “guard” of Prism City…” He said With that, Jiawen’s voice gradually decreased.
Although Fei Yuhan seemed to be listening, the half-smile on her face gave him a feeling of being completely ignored—it was as if keeping a smile was just polite, but in fact she had already treated her well. I have no interest in the words, and I don’t want to talk about it anymore.
He suddenly realized that the other party’s thank you actually implied the end of the conversation.
The following explanations were just based on the face of the organizer Sanye Group, but this face is only enough to say a few more words.
Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but feel angry. He who is sought after by people wherever he goes, when has he ever experienced such treatment!
But as soon as his anger arose, Jiawen forcibly suppressed it.
The Martial Arts Association is not an organization that the Sanye Group can offend—it has inextricable relationships with the national government and all walks of life.
Otherwise, father wouldn’t have to spend a lot of money to befriend these people.
He squeezed out a smile, turned and left the guest seat.
Of course, this subtle expression change did not escape Fei Yuhan’s eyes.
It’s just that she doesn’t care about the thoughts of these ordinary people. In the face of erosion, wealth and power have limited meaning, and the only thing she can rely on is her own strength.
She turned her gaze back to where Roland was.
At the beginning, she agreed to attend the banquet just to follow the wishes of her master. She didn’t know why she wasted precious practice time to participate in such a social event—it was not until the appearance of the man that she aroused her attention.
After raising the heart of nature to a certain level, the awakened person can roughly perceive the opponent’s level, which is not caused by some special ability, but a comprehensive manifestation of the observation ability raised to a new level.
Fei Yuhan reached this level three years ago, and found that as long as she is not in Prism City, there are only a handful of people who can surpass her.
But her insight lost its effectiveness in the presence of the man.
Movements, tone of voice, eyes, and slight jitters of the skin are all no different from ordinary people, except for the fluctuation of the heart of nature, which she can’t feel at all.
Without this point, the benchmark for judgment is lost.
If the other party is just an ordinary person, there is nothing surprising, but judging from the waiter’s hospitality, he is a martial artist.
So Fei Yuhan found Jiawen.
Although she can look up information such as rankings herself, she prefers to leave trivial matters to other people—as long as a simple sentence is spoken, they will spare no effort to complete their commissions, and often they can do better .
Then she heard the name “Roland” from Jiawen.
All confusion is resolved.
As early as a week ago, Fei Yuhan learned something from his master… A new “hunter” was born in Prism City, that is, a martial artist with a hunting license.
This is not surprising at all. In order to fight against the evil fallen demons, warriors must be given some power beyond the boundaries, so that they can destroy the enemy more efficiently.
Generally speaking, there are not many people who can become hunters. The few she knows are seniors who can be named, but this time the hunting license was issued to a new member who joined the club not long ago. !
If it wasn’t for the hunter’s identity information being listed as top secret information by the association, I’m afraid this matter would immediately cause an uproar.
You must know that the association usually regards the hunting license holder and the martial arts champion as the same level of warriors, and even the former’s status is often higher. This award also means that someone has just awakened and won the league championship. Trophies, what an incredible thing!
If that was the case, it would not be worth mentioning that he had made it to the finals two times in a row.
And the hunter’s name is Roland.
Fei Yuhan stretched out his right hand expressionlessly and clenched it into a fist.
As a disciple of Lao Zhishou, she has also heard about the dispute between old and new factions. One of the key questions that has been debated and has never been answered is – which kind of martial arts school is stronger?
Is it an actual fighter who walks on the verge of death and uses all means to fight the Fallen, or a fighter who hone his skills every day and competes fairly with different opponents in the same arena?
Of course, the former is more of a test of a person’s ability, but the battle with the Fallen may not necessarily be encountered once in several months. For many people, the first battle is the last battle.
Although the latter can spend a lot of time on cultivation, the rules set out of safety considerations not only limit the performance of martial arts masters, but also form habits in thoughts and actions, and it is very easy to fall into panic when encountering an opponent who will not die forever— — There are many supporters of these two statements, and it is difficult to get the answer through practice.
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Roland, who has never participated in a martial arts competition and has been fighting fallen demons since awakening, undoubtedly belongs to the old school.
And himself, in the eyes of everyone, is obviously a new school.
The master asked her to participate in this banquet, and I’m afraid that’s what he meant in his heart–as a colleague of the association, but also an “image representative” of the two factions, it’s always right to get acquainted in advance.
It’s a pity that Fei Yuhan has no interest in the battle of ideas. She doesn’t even consider herself a new school. If her master didn’t strictly prohibit her from dealing with the erosion incident alone, she would also like to find a few fallen demons to try her skills.
Just like Roland.
From the beginning to the end, all she cares about is who is stronger.
Fortunately, so far, the other party did not disappoint her.
If it was the other martial arts masters in the hall who had been clearly seen, Fei Yuhan had already simulated the results of different types of battles in her mind. Whether she was the first or the first, she could roughly come up with a winning rate.
But she couldn’t judge Roland’s level, and there was no way to simulate the fighting situation.
In other words, the two are still tied so far.
Fei Yuhan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, this banquet will not be so boring after all.
And she also “heard” some interesting conversations from the three girls who were traveling with her.
Such as “dream world”.
Like “Your Majesty.”
What kind of novelty is this?
But judging by the girl’s expression, it doesn’t look like that kind of vulgar role-playing.
If you have a chance, you can ask him face to face.
She withdrew her gaze and silently remembered these questions in her heart.
…
After searching every table for a round, Roland finally found the owner he was looking for tonight.
Garcia’s father stepped up to the central stage of the banquet hall amid applause.
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