Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams-Chapter 206 - 136 - Finally Obtaining the Extreme Fighting True Intent Map

Chapter 206: Chapter 136 - Finally Obtaining the Extreme Fighting True Intent Map

"Click click click, young people are really hot-tempered."

"You think? That’s one of the best disciples of the Whale Body Covering Sea School of this generation. At only 23 years old, he’s already at the Entering Force Triple level."

"Hehe, Gold-splitting Flying Eagle Stream and Whale Body Covering Sea School have never gotten along. They’ve clashed numerous times over who’s number one—it’s going to get interesting now...."

Murmurs reached their ears, Chen Feng and his two companions slightly furrowed their brows as they looked towards the distance.

Debris everywhere, two young men, presumably in their early twenties, had a confrontation.

One with short to medium hair, agile and lean body, eyes sharp as an eagle, wearing a dark long robe embellished with an embroidered flying eagle with golden patterns.

The other man, standing about two meters tall, with a crew cut, ordinary facial features, but exhibiting a daunting presence, like a killer whale churning through waves.

The sound of footsteps echoed consecutively as numerous figures rushed to stand behind the two men, clearly partisans from their respective schools, facing off against each other on either side.

"Those two again."

Zhang Tai muttered, and Chen Feng raised his eyebrows.

Zhao Jushan had previously mentioned to him that there were various grievances and conflicts between these top sects.

Like the Golden Blade Sect and the Lion Heart Sect, the schools of the two men currently in the arena had similar issues.

But...

"They are all so strong."

Zhao Tingxiao’s expression was somewhat complicated.

He had always thought of himself as one in ten thousand in Martial Arts talent, almost second only to his senior within all the cities around Nanjiang.

But now,

Seeing that young man around his age who already reached the Entering Force Triple level,

He felt somewhat disheartened.

"The one from the Gold-splitting Flying Eagle Stream is called Zhan Wushuang, and it’s rumored he has touched the verge of the True Intent Realm."

"The one opposing him is called Pang Kui. I heard my senior mention that he himself is no match for him... His Whale Body Skill is perfect, his Qi is extraordinary, even capable of competing with some True Intent Level masters."

Recognizing that Chen Feng was unfamiliar with these two, Zhang Tai took the initiative to explain a few words.

His tone was equally complex, recognizing the gap between him and these two wasn’t small.

The Giant Elephant Sect was indeed a top school, but it had only produced a Grandmaster a few years ago and indeed lacked some depth.

Hearing this, Chen Feng nodded slightly.

Immediately after, he saw movements between the two in the arena.

"Zhan Wushuang, if you ask me, why wait until tomorrow?"

"Let’s have a good match right now, see who truly is number one!"

Pang Kui spoke in a deep tone, his voice seemingly carrying the rumble of rolling waves, imposing an immense sense of pressure.

However, the lean young man remained unusually calm, not getting angry.

"Who’s number one will be determined at the end of the Martial Arts Tournament."

"As for you...keeping your dignity for another two days won’t hurt."

His confidence in his words was unmistakable, and the stand-off continued until finally two True Intent Masters intervened to mediate.

Seeing this scene, Chen Feng narrowed his eyes.

Zhang Tai also noticed something amiss, puzzled.

"Why hasn’t the Flying Dragon School shown up?"

As the hosts of the tournament, they haven’t shown themselves from the start till now.

That’s somewhat illogical.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Chen Feng and the others.

Although there was significant enmity between Flying Dragon Stream and Flame Tiger Sect, it clearly wasn’t for this reason.

Unsure, he shook his head.

The trio finished their dinner, and Zhang Tai was the first to leave, returning to the Giant Elephant Sect.

After a short wait, Zhao Jushan and Lin Xiaoyun also came back.

The smiles on their faces gradually fading, Chen Feng could see their expressions grow two shades graver.

"I found out that although the Flying Dragon Stream hasn’t participated in a Martial Arts Tournament for years, they’ve dominated the entire Yun Gang Martial Arts World behind the scenes."

"More than a dozen schools have become vassals, obeying their commands..."

Lin Xiaoyun spoke in a low voice, clearly having done more than just meet friends earlier.

On the side, Zhao Jushan’s expression was similar, speaking solemnly: "Not just that, I heard that Flying Dragon Stream has successfully transitioned and established the Flying Dragon Group independently, involving itself in many industries in Yun Gang and also monopolizing the entire Yun Gang’s Martial Arts transmission."

"Every year, they select first, taking away those with the best talents."

"The rest are left for the Yi Fist Flow, Giant Bear Lineage, and others..."

With words spreading, the restaurant continued to be noisy, but the atmosphere among Chen Feng and his companions turned silent for a few seconds.

For thirty years,

Gathering all Martial Arts talents from Yun Gang,

One can imagine, with a Grandmaster making base there, how profound and powerful the Flying Dragon Stream must be now.

With heavy thoughts, the four quietly left the restaurant and returned to Tingfeng Garden.

Night enveloped, tranquil and quiet.

After Chen Feng finished his preparations and lay in bed, he could sense that his master still hadn’t slept.

The struggle of dragons and tigers wasn’t just talk; it was a huge mountain pressing down on the hearts of everyone in the Flame Tiger Sect.

The more he knew, the more intense was the indescribable oppression.

With that thought passing, he eventually closed his eyes, suppressing all his wandering thoughts.

He knew there was only one way to break the situation.

Strength.

Even greater strength.

....

....

Whoosh!!

A fierce wind blew, the rock-solid body standing firm below.

Dark mist floated above, as the Holy Shield Giant with wings flapping flew like a white beam of light speeding towards the direction of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall.

At this moment, breakthrough was imminent.

The last few kilometers, Chen Feng couldn’t care less about the consumption of his spiritual power.

Even though it would cause some adverse effects in reality, as long as it was managed within a certain time frame, it was bearable.

Swoosh!!

Suddenly, the fierce wind rose again, the Holy Shield Giant moving at great speed, hardly slower than when activating the Blood Pattern Wings.