Rece the Martial Arts Association of the Capital City?


    For Alberto Sean, this was truly quite appealing.


    If he managed to be the martial arts world''s leader today,bined with the Sean Family of the Capital City''s background and resources, who would dare challenge him then?


    "Mr. Tenny, consider it; this is certainly a unique opportunity for us," the steward went on.


    But right then, Alberto Sean shook his head.


    He scoffed, "Now isn''t the right time. Even if Ie forward, I won''t make much impact."


    Hearing this, everyone exchanged nces and fell silent.


    Alberto Sean went on, "When they''re desperate enough, I''ll emerge, and the result will be much better!"


    "Besides...I don''t want to be enemies with the Capital City Martial Arts Association at this moment."


    Logan Sean said seriously, "What if Mason Raymond takes charge before you do?"


    Alberto Sean scoffed, "He can''t aplish anything before reaching Martial Saint."


    Seeing this, Logan Sean said nothing more but simply nodded slightly.


    ...


    Time passes, and suddenly, the negotiation meeting day arrives.


    The meeting location is set on a mountaintop.


    The mountaintop has been artificially leveled, transforming it into a huge square.


    On the square, the Capital City Martial Arts Association has already finished preparations.


    Besides setting up a feast, they also positioned forces around the perimeter, waiting for everyone''s arrival.


    At dawn, many martial artists have already shown up.


    Theye from two opposing factions, which causes continuous disputes when they meet.


    Luckily, under Star''s intimidation, everyone controlled themselves somewhat.


    Garcia Coleman sat on the tform, lightly tapping his fingers on the chair, appearing like a master strategist.


    However, Star felt somewhat concerned.


    Nobody knew how to distribute therge spiritual stone mine fairly.


    "Young Master Garcia, how exactly do you intend to solve the conflicts between both sides?" Finally, Star couldn''t help but ask.


    "If you distribute it fairly, the Mystic Realm disciples certainly won''t agree; if it''s unfair, others will refuse as well."


    Garcia Coleman nced at Star and said casually, "Who do you think matters more to me?"


    Star pondered for a moment and eventually shook his head.


    Garcia Coleman snorted coldly, "From what I know, the official stance toward the Capital City Martial Arts Association is growing increasingly unsatisfied, and there are more and stronger martial artists in the Mystic Realm, so I''m more inclined to support the Mystic Realm."


    Star said seriously, "Then there will certainly be conflicts today."


    Garcia Coleman leaned back in his chair and sneered, "I''ll just handle what I must, and the rest doesn''t concern me."


    Star stayed quiet, but he was secretly troubled in his heart.


    Time was short, and soon almost a hundred people had reached the venue.


    Pearson Bowman and others also arrived early at the meeting. They gathered to discuss their approach.


    "What if Garcia Coleman supports the Mystic Realm today? What should we do?" Pearson Bowman asked.


    Zora Solomon sneered, "Either way, I''m ready to die. Living in shame isn''t the life I want."


    The other few, seeing the situation, stayed silent, apparently uncertain about what to do for now.


    ...


    ——


    On the other side, apanied by the man with the mustache, I was heading toward the square.


    "Mason Raymond, think it through. Once those two corpses are brought back, we won''t be able to control them," said the man with the mustache.


    I took a deep breath and whispered, "I hope we won''t need to use them."


    We reached near the venue.


    The man with the mustache nudged me and said, "You go in first. Let''s separate to avoid raising suspicion."


    I nodded and said, "Be careful."


    Leaving this remark behind, I pulled my hat down and walked in confidently.


    In the square, everyone had gathered together, waiting for the negotiation meeting to start.


    The table was loaded with various delicacies, including fruits and wines brought from the Second Secret Realm.


    The food from the Mystic Realm had a subtle touch of qi and tasted even more delicious.


    I casually found an unnoticeable seat, hoping to avoid attention.


    My eyes surveyed the surroundings, quietly watching the scene.


    At this moment, there was some disturbance outside.


    Shortly after, several Martial Saints with impressive presence entered the scene.


    They wore luxurious clothing, decorated with jewels and ornaments. Their mysterious aura released an intense oppressive force.


    Nearly everyone''s attention turned to them.


    The expressions of many contemporary disciples looked even grimmer.


    These few Martial Saints were like an invisible mountain pressing down on them, making breathing difficult.


    "With them present, what right do we have for discussion?"


    "How can Master Jimmy Ysabel alone oppose them?"


    "Sigh... I truly hope that several more Martial Saints can appear quickly."


    Those Martial Saints ignored everyone''s stares and went straight to sit with the Mystic Realm group.


    They raised toasts and drank, appearing quite pleased.


    In contrast, the contemporary martial artists all wore worried looks.


    I watched them coldly, and though furious inside, I had to forcibly contain it.


    Just then, Jimmy Ysabel also entered from outside.


    Upon seeing him, the faces of the numerous Mystic Realm martial artists immediately turned icy.


    Multiple cold eyes stared directly at Jimmy Ysabel.


    The killing intent emanating from them was bone-chilling.


    Those eyes were like sharp des pointed at Jimmy Ysabel.


    Even more, some actually stood up on the spot!


    Jimmy Ysabel stayedposed, disregarding everyone''s gaze and stepping directly into the square.


    "Jimmy Ysabel has arrived," Norah said coldly.


    "Today is his death day," Ottor, with squinted eyes, added.


    "We''ve already coordinated with Garcia Coleman. Star won''t interfere today."


    "Then, we''ll unite to quickly end his life!"


    I remained silent, naturally sensing the hatred and murderous intent of those Martial Saints.


    "It appears... peaceful negotiation today is impossible," I sighed quietly in my heart.


    I clenched my fists, prepared to revive the two corpses at any time.


    "Well, well, isn''t this the kid who acted that day? You still dare to show up?"


    At that moment, a voice reached my ears.


    Looking up, I saw Kevin Adams smirking at me.