122: Forced Palace Martial Arts Alliance Association

The big man's body stiffened, and the spear in his hand clanged to the ground.

A bloodline slowly emerged on his neck, and his head slowly slipped off.

The next moment, the White-faced Scholar's twin hooks and the Poison Palm Elder's black palm simultaneously struck the afterimage Su Lei left behind.

Their attacks passed through the illusion, and the disorienting feeling of their force missing its target made them sway.

"An afterimage?!" The White-faced Scholar's expression changed drastically.

The next moment, a crimson blade light bloomed like a new moon.

Su Lei's figure, like a ghost, flashed between the two.

The White-faced Scholar felt a chill at his waist, and his upper body slowly slipped down; the Poison Palm Elder remained in his striking posture, a bloodline suddenly splitting open on his brow.

"Bang!"

The three bodies simultaneously fell to the ground, transforming into specks of energy light particles that dissipated into the air.

Su Lei stood with his sword propped, breathing heavily.

This battle seemed easy, but in reality, he had already used his ultimate techniques.

Two "Instant Slashes" had almost drained eighty percent of the Qi and blood in his body, and a tearing pain came from the Meridians in his legs.

"Sure enough... forcefully using an A-rank Martial Skill with a second-order cultivation is still too strenuous..."

He sat cross-legged, silently circulating the Nine Heavens Thunder Shocking Method.

The Dragon Eye Gemstones on the Coiled Dragon Golden Pillars gradually dimmed, and three iridescent treasure chests slowly rose from the center of the Dao hall... Meanwhile, outside the Trial Tower.

The monitoring equipment suddenly emitted a sharp alarm.

Liu Hongyan abruptly looked up from the data screen.

She saw that the curve representing Su Lei's Mental Energy was fluctuating wildly, with peak values constantly breaking the alert line.

"Quick! Medical team, immediately take your positions!"

She slapped the table, the corner of her white coat drawing an arc in the air.

But when the medical personnel rushed to the entrance of the Trial Tower with stretchers, an invisible force suddenly pushed them back.

The doctor at the front staggered back a few steps, his face filled with shock.

"What... what is this?"

Liu Hongyan quickly stepped forward, reaching out to touch the invisible barrier.

Her fingertips stopped half a meter from the tower door, as if pressing against a transparent glass wall.

"Wang Kai, you try."

Wang Kai cautiously approached.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the barrier, a faint golden light flashed, and his body was repelled three meters away as if he had been electrocuted.

Wang Kai rubbed his numb wrist, his face solemn.

"Damn it... this energy field is incredibly strong, as if it's preventing us from getting close."

Liu Hongyan frowned deeply, her gaze shifting back and forth between the monitoring screen and the Trial Tower.

"Can only one trial participant be in it at a time?"

"Or do we not have the highest authority for this tower?"

Su Lei's vital signs were still fluctuating violently, as if he were undergoing a life-and-death struggle.

She suddenly remembered something, pulled out her encrypted communicator, and dialed a number.

After the call connected, Xiao Yuwei's clear and cold voice came from the receiver.

"Speak."

"Su Lei's situation is a bit abnormal, we..."

"Understood." Xiao Yuwei interrupted her decisively, "Is there anything else?"

Liu Hongyan was speechless for a moment: "But..."

"Don't worry, he won't die that easily... I'll come over myself after I'm done."

... Beiliang City Martial Alliance Headquarters building.

In the corridor outside the top-floor conference room, Xiao Yuwei put her communicator back in her pocket and pushed open the mahogany door in front of her.

The moment she walked into the room, several gazes immediately shot towards her.

On both sides of the long table, ten Martial Alliance branch presidents sat upright.

Some had their eyes closed in contemplation, some cast scrutinizing glances, and others unconsciously tapped their fingers on the table.

Xiao Yuwei walked unhurriedly towards the main seat in her high heels, but did not immediately sit down, instead slowly sweeping her indifferent gaze over everyone present.

"Presidents."

She spoke, her voice not loud but making the entire conference room fall silent.

"Regarding the redistribution of martial arts resources in the west, we will begin our discussion now."

She snapped her fingers, and the holographic projection behind her lit up, displaying a set of carefully prepared data.

The white-haired old man sitting at the head of the right side slowly opened his eyes.

"Chief Xiao, everyone here is a president of the Martial Alliance Association, and we are busy with affairs, so I'm afraid we don't have time to slowly review these materials..."

"Why don't you tell us your specific thoughts?"

Xiao Yuwei lightly tapped the table with her finger, her voice not heavy but making everyone's backs stiffen.

"There are ten Martial Alliance Association branches in the west, which is too many."

"In my opinion, four are enough."

"What?!" The entire conference room instantly erupted.

Teacups were slammed onto the table, and some people directly kicked over their chairs.

A burly president slammed his hand on the table, and the solid wood surface immediately cracked with several fine lines.

The flesh on his face trembled uncontrollably.

"Xiao Yuwei, what kind of joke are you playing! Don't go too far!"

"Silence."

Xiao Yuwei's gaze swept over everyone in the room.

A vast Mental Energy surged through the entire space like a tide.

The temperature plummeted below freezing, and the white mist exhaled by everyone instantly condensed into frost.

The president who had just slammed the table changed his expression drastically, involuntarily taking two steps back and knocking over the chair behind him.

"Chief Xiao, please calm your anger!" A thin middle-aged man hurriedly stood up to mediate, beads of sweat seeping from his forehead, "May I ask which four branches you intend to keep?"

Xiao Yuwei withdrew her pressure, but the chill in the conference room had not yet dissipated.

Her slender finger lightly tapped in the Void Realm, and four silver lights fell in front of four presidents respectively.

The four who were named had varying expressions; some showed joy, while others suppressed their excitement.

The faces of the other six, however, were extremely grim—

These four were precisely the Martial Alliances that were on good terms with Su Lei!

"Chief Xiao, this joke cannot be made." The white-haired old man on the right side chuckled dryly, "The Martial Alliance Association has important responsibilities; how can it be reduced just like that?"

"Important responsibilities?" Xiao Yuwei curled her lips into a cold smile, "Are you referring to your private collusion with the Lei Family to resell military supplies?"

"Also, without you, the Lei Family will lose a lot of benefits."

The holographic projection suddenly switched, displaying a set of encrypted communication records and fund flow charts.

A hint of gloom flashed in the white-haired old man's cloudy eyes, but he froze in place the moment his gaze met Xiao Yuwei's.

The air in the conference room seemed to freeze into ice, and the heavy pressure made everyone's breathing involuntarily lighten.

Xiao Yuwei's finger lightly tapped in the Void Realm, and the projection immediately magnified a certain record.

"Last week, President Qinghong's account suddenly received 300 million in unexplained funds."

She then opened another document.

"Three days ago, President Tianying supplied twenty tons of Star-Patterned Steel to the Lei Family."

Xiao Yuwei returned to the main seat, propped her hands on the table, and looked down at everyone.

"Now, do you still think I'm joking?"

The faces of the six presidents instantly turned extremely grim, and they exchanged a cold glance.

The mustachioed man said in a deep voice: "Chief Xiao might have forgotten, Great Grandmaster Lei Mietian is not only the Grand President of the Martial Alliance, but also the only Great Grandmaster in the current era."

"As Grand President Lei's future daughter-in-law, isn't what you're doing a bit inappropriate?"

Xiao Yuwei suddenly smiled, her smile sweet but her eyes devoid of warmth.

"It seems you prefer to suffer punishment rather than accept a toast."

"Fine, then let's resolve this according to the rules of the martial arts world."

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