In a dessert shop, Xu Xianxian stood in front of the counter, looking at the various exquisite pastries inside. Her scarlet pupils reflected some inexplicable colors, and she was slightly dazed.
"What are you standing there for?" A stylishly dressed blond girl, carrying bags, stood nearby and said in dissatisfaction, "You've been standing there for an hour. If you don't leave now, you'll miss the train."
There were federal people all around, so when they saw such a beautiful foreign girl, they all looked at him. Various emotions mixed together, making Weilan feel a little uncomfortable.
Compared to the cute doll-like Xu Xianxian, women with hot, tall bodies and Western beauty are more popular among modern young people.
But as a foreigner who had lived in the Federation for so many years, Weilan had long been accustomed to this kind of gaze and did not make any other moves.
"I'm waiting for someone." Xu Xianxian turned around and sighed leisurely, "But I didn't inform her in advance. I just wanted to see if we could meet again. But life is really not a romance drama. I guess we won't meet again."
The person she was waiting for was Nangong Wan, and this was the dessert shop she visited most often. Unfortunately, there were not so many coincidences in this world.
This time she leaves Hongjing City and may not come back for a few years. By that time, Nangong Wan should be completely a stranger to her.
"Uh..." Weilan stared at Xu Xianxian's profile with a puzzled look in his eyes. He couldn't help but complain, "You're not waiting for some little boy, are you? Why are you becoming so pretentious?"
This faint feeling of sadness, like crying, complaining, resentment and longing, appearing in this little devil who kills without blinking, is simply unbelievable to her.
"You know shit!" Xu Xianxian raised her head, glanced at Weilan, and then said slowly, "Let's go. We don't have much time left."
There are too many impermanences in this world. After seeing them so many times, you get used to them.
After saying this, the little girl ignored the gazes of the people around her and walked straight to the parking lot outside. Hila, who was driving the car, had been waiting for a long time.
"Let's go."
Hela glanced at Xu Xianxian and noticed that she was in a bad mood, but she didn't dare to ask any more questions. She just greeted her, started the car, and drove towards the train station.
State capital, Nanyun City.
Nanyun City, a prosperous place in a state with a population of over ten million, is considered the largest city in the southwestern border.
The city is divided into three rings and six districts. It has a well-connected geographical location, no high mountains to block it, and convenient transportation. There are large plains that roll continuously and the land is extremely fertile. Among them, three freshwater rivers, Nanhe, Yunhe and Qinghe, pass through the city, nourishing the local people.
In a hotel in the southern commercial district, Chen Feng, the leader of the Fire Fist Sect, was sitting on a chair on the open-air balcony, holding a pot of Longjing tea, looking at the bustling traffic below, and drinking by himself.
This man with long hair and a square face is only 35 years old this year, but he is already a sixth-level martial artist who is feared by everyone. Among the second-rate martial artists, he is considered an extremely powerful martial artist.
After all, in the field of martial arts, the strongest is the seventh-level martial artist, but there are countless people stuck at the seventh level, so the number is very rare, even rarer than those with the Force.
In the martial arts world, there are very few level seven martial artists who personally take part in the battle, so level six martial artists become the most powerful peak force in most small schools.
At a level similar to the Suoziquan school, the school leaders are generally at level five or six, and level seven is rare.
Knock knock.
There was a knock on the door of the suite, and before Chen Feng could answer, a young and handsome man pushed the door open and walked in. "Master!"
Chen Feng turned his head, glanced at the young man walking over, and smiled: "Xiao Yun, what's wrong?"
Lin Yun is his true disciple and the next leader of the school. Although he is only 23 years old, his martial arts skills have reached the fifth level. He is a well-deserved genius and has considerable fame in the martial arts world of their Baisha City.
"I've asked someone to find out. In this school competition, the student from the Shuttle Fist School is at most a fourth-level martial artist. She's also a young girl. Looking at her photo, she looks silly and cute, so she shouldn't pose much of a threat." Lin Yun smiled, a look of confidence. "As long as we can decide the outcome with the lion from the Lion Claw School, our Fire Fist School will become an orthodox school recognized by the association."
The weakness of the shuttle fist is well known. Although the strength of the sect leader is quite good, the students and disciples are in a terrible state. In the past, the disciples were all second- or third-level martial artists. It can be said that they are a group of soy sauce who will suffer casualties if they don't surrender directly.
Although the situation is better this year and a fourth-level martial artist was sent, as long as he is not at the fifth level, he will not be taken seriously by a genius like Lin Yun. Only the Lion Claw Sect, which is his biggest competitor, will be regarded as an opponent by him.
"...Don't be too happy too soon." Chen Feng didn't look particularly pleased. He simply took a sip of his tea and warned, "The order of appearances in the competition is randomly drawn. Besides small sects like ours, there are also young martial artists from medium and large sects. If you're unlucky and draw someone from the Thunder or True Martial sects, just admit defeat and don't compete with them."
"Even if we rank lower in this tournament, it won't affect the overall situation. However, if you suffer unnecessary damage, the loss to the school will be huge."
The battle between schools is a completely random selection system. You may encounter a strong person or a weak person. It is not a 100% certainty at all.
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