I Attained Invincibility In The Real World Chapter 93 – Chapter 93: Chapter 92: The Beginning and Successive Appearances

Chapter 93: Chapter 92: The Beginning and Successive Appearances

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Fuhai Province, Haizhou City.

22nd, Wednesday morning at nine o'clock.

Fuhai Martial Arts Association Headquarters entrance.

On regular days, this place is bustling with activity.

Both martial artists who come to handle business and tourists who are interested in martial arts and visit for a look always flow in an endless stream.

But today, it's unusually quiet.

Outside the headquarters' main entrance, there's a sign refusing visitors.

At various positions, security personnel are stationed to block the people trying to enter the headquarters, while also being responsible for security checks.

“Quanjiang, Crane Fist Sect's master, He Qi.”

At this moment,

An old man with white hair and a gloomy face reported his name to the security personnel on both sides.

Hearing the name, the security personnel immediately took out their computers and began to search for information.

He Qi was not in a hurry, standing there with his eyes closed, looking calm and composed.

Behind him, there was also a thin and tall young man in his twenties.

However, compared to He Qi's calm demeanor,

This young man seemed visibly more nervous.

His gaze occasionally looked around at the other martial arts sects entering the venue.

“Excuse me.”

At this moment,

The security personnel had already confirmed the identities of the two men.

Crane Fist Sect's master, He Qi, and his second disciple, He Jiu.

But as per the regulations, every martial artist entering the headquarters must be checked to prevent weapons from being brought in.

He held a detector and slowly scanned over the bodies of He Qi and He Jiu.

“Please enter. ”

Once it was confirmed, they stepped aside.

He Qi immediately took a step forward and walked ahead.

The headquarters' main entrance was an automatic sensing glass door.

When He Qi came to the door, it automatically slid open to both sides.

Upon entering,

He Qi subconsciously frowned.

Compared to the quietness outside, the field inside was exceptionally noisy.

This place was originally the office hall of the association's headquarters.

But as early as one day ago, the headquarters staff had already cleared most of the facilities, temporarily transforming it into a makeshift venue.

At the deepest part of the hall, there was a long table covered with red cloth, with about four or five seats.

This was obviously reserved for the association's headquarters committee members.

As for the long table on both sides,

A wooden chair was placed every two meters, reserved for the leaders of various martial arts sects.

At this moment,

More than a dozen wooden chairs on the field were already occupied.

The leaders of various sects sat in the chairs, either chatting with old friends nearby or closing their eyes to rest.

Behind them were the disciples of various sects participating in the Martial Arts Conference.

These disciples usually spent most of their time practicing martial arts in their sects, and this was their first time encountering so many fellow martial artists.

So, it was inevitable that they were somewhat excited.

A good number of them, with the approval of their masters, began to visit and greet others.

Occasionally, they would encounter someone they could chat with, regardless of whether the person was an opponent or not, they would not mind having a good conversation.

However,

He Qi also noticed that the sects that had arrived were roughly divided into two groups.

The first group was sitting near the entrance, with the leaders of these martial arts sects mostly chatting and drinking tea, and their disciples visiting and greeting each other. Most of the more than a dozen martial arts sects present belonged to this group.

The second group had only three or four sects, sitting closer to the chairman's long table.

The leaders of these martial arts sects just sat in their chairs, closing their eyes to rest.

The disciples they brought looked calm and composed, not moving around like disciples from the peripheral martial arts sects.

Between the two groups, it seemed as if an invisible barrier had emerged.

The separation was clear, and they did not disturb each other.

If someone from a small sect in an outside city, like He Qi, tried to step forward and strike up a conversation,

They would be pulled back by someone from the sect they had just met and warned in a low voice,

Or met with a glance from the disciples in the second group, which would make them turn back, not daring to make contact.

“Sir, please come here to register and confirm your participation in the Martial Arts Conference.'

As He Qi was observing the situation inside the venue, a voice sounded not far away.

He looked towards it.

At a small table next to the sensing door, a staff member in a suit was sitting. His face was filled with a warm smile as he gestured towards He Qi.

“Register here?”

He Qi walked in front of the table and asked.

His voice was very hoarse,

It sounded like the friction of glass, making one's teeth feel sour.

“Yes.”

“Since our Martial Arts Conference doesn't have an advance registration system,”

“All the martial arts sects that have arrived need to register here first.”

“Once the registration is closed at twelve o'clock noon, I will hand it over to the association committee members to arrange the Martial Arts Conference.” But this young staff member was not affected at all.

He was wearing a smile on his face as he pulled out a form and pushed it in front of He Qi.

“Please fill in the basic information of the sect, the name of the competing disciple, and the level of their strength on the form.”

He Qi took the ballpoint pen without saying anything and began to fill it out.

He seemed to think of something exciting, and his expression became somewhat smug.

He filled in:

He Jiu.

Transformation Realm First Stage.

The peak of the entry-level realm.

Moreover, He Jiu had also achieved the first level of the Breathing Technique realm.

With such strength, even if he isn't the best in the Martial Arts Conference, he would definitely rank in the top three.

He Qi slowly pushed the form in front of the staff.

Looking at the staff member, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up.

In his mind, he even imagined the surprised expression the other party would have when they saw He Jiu's strength level.

However ,

Contrary to He Qi's expectations,

The staff member glanced at the form but showed no change in his face. “All right, Master He, please take a seat.”

The other party collected the form with a smile on his face and gestured for He

Qi to take a seat.

He Qi was somewhat displeased by the staff member's reaction,

But he thought the other party was not a martial artist and did not understand the twists and turns of it.

He snorted lightly,

And turned to walk into the venue.

Seeing that He Jiu, who was behind him, was peering around, looking timid,

He Qi became even more annoyed.

“Tuck away that 'I've never seen the world' appearance of yours!”

“I brought you here today to bolster the reputation of our Crane Fist Sect! Look at yourself! ”

Under the scolding of his master,

He Jiu subconsciously shrank his head down.

But under He Qi's intimidating gaze, he quickly puffed out his chest, keeping his body upright.

Seeing this,

He Qi nodded in satisfaction. Just then,

The glass door opened again.

A robust white-bearded old man and a young man with an indifferent expression walked in.

Compared to He Qi's initial arrival,

The other party seemed to be quite familiar with the place. Upon entering the arena, they went straight to the small table.

“Xingwu Gym, Li Xingwu.”

“Competing Disciple, Wu Ran, Transformation Realm First Stage.”

Whoosh!

The moment Li Xingwu finished speaking,

He Qi, who had been about to walk into the arena, instantly turned around.

“It's you!”

He Qi stared intently at Wu Ran.

His eyes were filled with undisguised anger.

That indifferent face, as if he couldn't care less about anyone, was something he could never forget in his lifetime.

“Hmm?”

Hearing He Qi's voice, Li Xingwu turned his head with a puzzled look.

He saw the other party staring at his disciple, Wu Ran, with a furious expression.

“He Qi, is there a problem?”

Li Xingwu instantly recognized the other party as He Qi, the leader of Crane Fist Sect in Quanjiang City.

Although he didn't know why the other party had hostility towards Wu Ran, as a master, he naturally couldn't sit by and do nothing.

But right after he finished speaking, He Qi's face changed as if he had put on a new mask, and all the anger on his face disappeared.

“Li Xingwu, you've taken a good disciple.” “I hope we can bump into each other during the Martial Arts Conference.”

He Qi looked at Wu Ran with a cold smile.

After saying this, he didn't wait for Li Xingwu's reaction and directly turned around to leave.

As he walked away,

He Qi's expression became darker and darker.

“He Jiu.”

He gently called his disciple's name.

“Master, what is it?”

He Jiu replied.

He was He Qi's nephew and had just joined the Crane Fist Sect a month ago.

He Jiu was not aware of the past between He Qi and Wu Ran.

“If you encounter that person from earlier in the Martial Arts Conference,”

“Give him a hell of a beating!”

“Beat him to death, beat him cripple!”

He Qi's tone was filled with icy coldness. He Jiu subconsciously shivered upon hearing this.

“Disciple understands.”

But he dared not go against his master's wishes, so he hurriedly nodded his head.

With that, the two of them walked inside.

Baffled,

Li Xingwu looked at He Qi's retreating figure, furrowing his brow.

“Ah Ran, what's going on?”

He asked Wu Ran.

“I just awakened as a Qi-sensor and stayed in the Crane Fist Sect for two days.”

“But their internal cultivation techniques are crude, and I didn't fancy them, so I left.”

Wu Ran spoke indifferently, not paying any attention to He Qi's words.

The status of the Crane Fist Sect in Quanjiang was not much better than that of Chen Sheng's Eagle Body Sect, and they were unable to provide enough resources for his cultivation.

He Qi wasn't even a Qi-sensor.

Having joined the sect only for a few days, Wu Ran chose to leave, and his words were just as direct as they were today.

At the time, He Qi had considered him the hope for the rise of the Crane Fist Sect.

But the hope was shattered, and his sect's martial arts were humiliated by Wu Ran, making him nearly have a heart attack from anger.

Therefore,

that's why he had such a strong reaction when he saw Wu Ran just now.

What He Qi didn't know was,

before Wu Ran left the Crane Fist Sect, he had also secretly learned their breathing technique.

If he knew about that, he wouldn't have merely almost had a heart attack, but would have been furious enough to literally depart for the west on a crane.

At this time,

having heard Wu Ran's words, Li Xingwu not only wasn't dissatisfied, but actually nodded in approval.

“You're right.”

“Talented birds choose their trees to nest. ”

“If you stay in such a small sect, it will only limit your development.”

What he implied was, he obviously agreed with Wu Ran's discerning eye.

With that said,

Li Xingwu waved his hand.

“You don't need to worry about such insignificant people, just focus on the Martial Arts Conference.”

“If you encounter He Qi's disciple, you can also show him the real world and let him understand what a real strong person is.”

As he spoke,

Li Xingwu was full of confidence.

Because he knew that with Wu Ran's current strength, no disciple from small sects and schools could compare with him.

“Yes.”

After saying that,

Li Xingwu, together with Wu Ran, casually found a seat in the arena and sat down.

For the following two hours,

Martial Arts Sects arrived one after another.

The number of people in the hall gradually increased.

They were all different, but without exception, those who came to attend the Martial Arts Conference had a great deal of confidence on their faces.

Each sect leader believed that his disciples were capable of shining at the Martial Arts Conference.

Time slowly passed.

The glass door hadn't opened for quite a while.

It was almost twelve o'clock, the time for registration to close. The staff member sitting next to the small table checked the time.

11:55

At that time, they wouldn't expect anyone else from any sect to arrive.

Thinking so,

he planned to pack up and hand over the registration forms to the association committee members. But just as he stood up to leave, the glass door opened again.

“Hey, hey, hey, don't leave, young man.”

An old figure with a slightly bent posture walked in quickly from behind the door.

“Old man, are you here to sign up for the Martial Arts Conference?

The staff member looked at the old man with some confusion.

His complexion was pale, and he was wearing a thick cotton jacket.

And he was alone, without any disciple following him.

It didn't look like he was here to attend the Martial Arts Conference at all.

“Sign, sign, sign.”

“Our leader was delayed, he'll be here soon, you just sign me up first.”

“Eagle Body Sect, Sect Leader Chen Sheng.” “Competing participant, also Chen Sheng.”

“As for strength… you can fill in whatever you want..”

Chapter end