The three of them spent a thousand yuan to buy three pieces of clothing at a relatively reliable clothing store nearby. They also bought some things at a nearby jewelry store and shopping mall, and then left the commercial street to find a place to stay.
"I suggest we go to a small hotel in a remote area, where no one will notice us and it will be safer," said Cheng Yan.
"No one noticed, which means there's little surveillance, and the death was silent," Fowles said. "I suggest going to the largest hotel in the city center, the Cold Maple Resort Hotel. It's connected to the surveillance center, and there's no blind spot except for your room."
"There are too many surveillance areas, no private space, no freedom." Cheng Yan objected to Fowles's statement.
"It's easy to die in dark areas without surveillance," said Fowles.
"I presume the purpose of the Shuangdian tournament isn't to have all participants kill each other to death," Wang Xiaohai said. "The challenge lies in both danger and safety. Hanfeng City is a safe zone they created, but there are also some blind spots. I wonder if they overlooked them, or if they omitted them intentionally."
"I think it was a deliberate omission," Fowles said. "Be prepared for danger in times of peace. The Twin Temples are trying to teach us a lesson: there's no place in the world that's 100% safe. We must never let our guard down!"
"That makes sense. So, in order to increase the difficulty of the challenge, should we go to places where we would rather die? That way, we can get praise from the two temples?" Wang Xiaohai joked.
"You decide where to live." Cheng Yan said that suggestions are always just suggestions, and the final decision still depends on Wang Xiaohai.
"Your suggestions are all good. I decided to compromise and find an ordinary hotel of average size that is not too remote to stay in," said Wang Xiaohai.
Upon hearing this, the three of them opened the map on their phones and started searching.
"Red Leaf Hotel, this one has a nice view." Wang Xiaohai clicked on a hotel in Hanfeng City. Although not in the city center, it had beautiful scenery, with rows of villa-style rooms nestled among gardens and trees. Ferris wheels, roller coasters, carousels, and other entertainment facilities were interspersed among them, greatly enhancing the hotel's appeal.
"Why is such a nice hotel not built in the city center but in Hanfeng West District?" Cheng Yan said, "I don't understand this boss."
"Maybe the housing prices in the city center are too high and he can't afford to buy land." Fowles took a puff of his newly purchased gold pipe and said.
"Hey, rich guy!" Cheng Yan said, "How much is this pipe?"
"The name of this pipe is 'True Gold Fears No Fire,'" Fowles said proudly.
"Smoking is harmful to your health." Wang Xiaohai said in order to prevent Fowles from being proud.
"That's an ordinary person. A warrior has no fear of him." Fowles turned the pipe on his thumb.
The three of them took a taxi to Hongye Hotel.
Wang Xiaohai suddenly recalled that something seemed to happen every time he took a taxi. He immediately became alert and reminded his two friends in the back seat.
The car had just driven halfway when black smoke suddenly came out of the hood and a pungent burnt smell spread instantly.
The moment the black smoke appeared, Wang Xiaohai grabbed the two people beside him, broke through the car window and flew out.
Peng——
The taxi broke into countless pieces and flew everywhere. A small mushroom cloud rose slowly, and the resulting explosion shock wave spread around, destroying all the houses within a radius of 500 meters.
Which bastard actually installed a small nuclear bomb in a taxi!
The car and the surrounding houses were blown up, but the officials of Hanfeng City did not make any move. That's right, all the clues are gone, and the murderer cannot be traced at all. The only thing that is certain is that it must have been done by one of the contestants, a rich and powerful person. Ordinary warriors can't get small nuclear weapons at all.
"It's safer to walk over there." Cheng Yan said.
The three nodded in agreement and walked towards the Red Leaf Hotel.
During the competition, the Red Leaf Hotel, like other hotels in Hanfeng City, raised its prices. A triple room now cost ten thousand yuan a day, but this was still within an acceptable range for the three contestants. In the end, Cheng Yan rushed to pay, and the money was given to the Shuangdian spacecraft on the day it came to collect the holy medal.
In the following period, the teams that went out to look for the holy medal returned one after another.
With the return of the outgoing teams, the battle in front of the gate of Hanfeng City became fierce. The land in front of the city was plowed hundreds of times with knives and swords, forming a wide moat. The martial arts masters who did not get the holy medals guarded the edge of the moat, not allowing anyone to set foot in Hanfeng City.
The lanes at the east and west city gates are no longer accessible. Only hovercraft with low-altitude flight capabilities can transport various vegetables and goods to and from the city. However, the goods must be inspected, and the drivers can only deliver them to the city gates and hand them over to the people inside. People are not allowed to enter the city, otherwise they will die.
Many contestants with holy medals on them rushed forward in waves under the guidance of hired men like surging waves. They fought with the interceptors under the escort of the crowd. The ground was dyed red with blood. The bodies of low-level warriors lay in all directions. Many contestants with holy medals were surrounded and killed. Wherever the holy medal fell, that was the center of the battlefield.
No one knows what material the holy medal is made of, but it remains intact despite being strangled by countless sword energies and knife lights, and keeps flying up and down in the air. Any martial arts master who catches it will be beheaded in the next second, and then the holy medal will be transferred to the next person, who will be killed again, and the cycle will continue.
Wang Xiaohai saw the scenes outside the city through the live broadcast of Hanfeng TV. The three of them sat together in the hotel room, feeling a little scared. Fortunately, they were the first owners of the holy medals to rush into Hanfeng City. If they arrived in Hanfeng City at the peak of the return period after several days, it would probably be difficult to pass. Wang Xiaohai himself was fine, but even if Cheng Yan and Fowles were taken away by Wang Xiaohai, they would still be hit by one or two swords because the attack was too dense and the intensity was dozens of times higher than when Wang Xiaohai returned.
For a warrior of a lower level, a sword strike from a warrior of a higher level means only death, as their bodies cannot withstand the destructive power of high-level martial energy.
A bald man wrapped in golden light rushed towards the holy medal, grabbed the holy medal in the air and put it in his arms. Countless martial arts and magic attacks instantly overwhelmed him, including several martial arts attacks that were at the same grandmaster level as his.
Wang Xiaohai, who was watching the broadcast on TV, immediately recognized the bald man and wondered if this guy's broken hand had been healed?
The bald man was also shocked to see so many attacks. He hurriedly threw the holy medal to the side and then fled into the city.
The holy tablet fell in the distance, and the bald man fell into the city after being hit by hundreds of attacks. After all, he had thrown away the holy tablet, and there was no need for the people around him to risk their lives to stop a martial arts master.
On the TV screen, a warrior picked up a fallen holy medal, and then the whole person was blown into pieces by the attack. The holy medal also instantly turned into pieces and scattered on the ground with the wind.
"This is a fake holy medal!" Tens of thousands of people outside the city shouted, and the sound even shook the clouds in the sky away.
That’s right, the bald man took the real holy medal into the city. He had already hidden a fake holy medal in his arms, and took the opportunity to swap it and deceive everyone present.
Opportunities are reserved for those who have brains and are prepared. The bald man's move was brilliant, but it also served as a reminder to everyone present that no one would be able to get the holy card in the same way again!
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