1108: Martial Artist Convention

Martial Artist Convention

"I see!"

Connor nodded lightly, then looked at Jorge and asked, "They all say that you're an ancient martial arts grandmaster. What's your current level?"

"Those above black rank beginner level are masters, and those above masters are grandmasters!"

Jorge looked at Connor and replied.

"So you're that powerful? Then, do you know what level I am now?"

Connor gritted his teeth and asked.

"I don't. Although there's Chi in your body now, because you don't know how to use it, I can't be sure what level you are in!"

Jorge shook his head lightly, then took out three pills and handed them to Connor. He said softly, "Just like last time, these three pills can raise your physical strength to black rank beginner level for a short period of time, lasting for about an hour. If you encounter any danger, use it again, it can save your life!"

"This is good stuff!"

Connor was very interested in the pill that Jorge had given him, so he accepted it with a smile.

Connor had used this kind of medicinal pill the last time. It was indeed very effective.

"Alright, I've already told you what you need to know. The martial artist convention isn't a peaceful one. People die every year."

Jorge looked at Connor and said.

"I got it. Thank you, old man!"

Connor looked at Jorge and smiled. Then, he turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

Jorge looked at Connor's gradually disappearing back and sighed softly. He narrowed his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Originally, Connor wasn't very interested in this kind of martial artist convention. After all, he had only taken Jorge as his master because he wanted to have the ability to protect himself. However, this time, it involved Freya. Therefore, even if Connor knew that there might be danger, he was prepared to go and take a look.

The martial artist convention was held in a place called Tayton, which was thousands of miles away from Porthampton.

Therefore, Connor knew nothing about the situation over there.

However, Thomas Morgan said that the Empire World Corporation also had a branch in Tayton. Thomas wanted the person in charge of Tayton to welcome Connor, but Connor refused.

After all, Connor was only going this time to collect medicinal herbs.

Connor felt that there was no need to alarm too many people. It was better to keep a low profile. Otherwise, he might encounter some danger.

The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning.

Connor finally arrived at Tayton and walked out of the airport alone.

Tayton's economic development was very different from Porthampton. It didn't look very prosperous, and it was hot.

Basically, sexy young ladies in skimpy clothes could be seen everywhere. For those people in Tayton, this was considered a benefit.

After walking out of the airport, Connor took out the note Jorge had given him.

However, Connor realized that the place Jorge had written was actually in a manor.

Connor asked several drivers, but no one knew the exact location of this manor. After all, this was a gathering between martial artists. It was not odd that ordinary people did not know about it.

Just as Connor was at a loss, he suddenly saw a middle-aged man pass by him.

Connor instantly felt that there was something wrong with this person's aura, because it was absolutely impossible for an ordinary person to have such a powerful aura.

Therefore, Connor felt that this person was a martial artist. A martial artist here in Tayton and in a rush. This meant that the other party was very likely going to attend the martial artist convention.

After hesitating for a moment, Connor decided to follow behind this martial artist. This way, Connor could find the exact location of the convention.

After Connor made up his mind, he began to carefully follow behind the middle-aged man.

However, after walking less than 500 meters, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped and looked at Connor expressionlessly.

Connor appeared a little awkward. He pretended to know nothing and turned around to leave.

"Stop!"

But at this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly shouted at Connor.

Connor stopped helplessly and asked the middle-aged man with a smile, "Yes?"

"I should be the one asking you this!"

The middle-aged man coldly replied and then continued, "Why are you following me?"

"..."

Connor looked at the middle-aged man from head to toe and then said indifferently, "If I'm not wrong, you should also be a martial artist, right?"

"Are you a martial artist?"

The middle-aged man instantly understood what Connor meant and asked.

"I can't be considered a martial artist, but I'm going to participate in the martial artist convention this time to gather some medicinal herbs. Although I know the location of the martial artist convention, I don't know how to get there, that's why I've been following you!"

Connor looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and explained.

"If you're not a martial artist, why are you attending the martial artist convention?"

The middle-aged man replied and continued, "Don't follow me anymore…"

"If you can bring me in, I can give you something as compensation!"

Seeing that the middle-aged man was about to leave, Connor hurriedly called out.

"Compensation?"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but be stunned when he heard Connor's words. Then, he looked at Connor up and down and said softly, "What can you give me?"

"Money!"

In Connor's eyes, there was nothing that money couldn't solve.

However, when the middle-aged man heard Connor's words, he couldn't help but laugh. Then, he said coldly, "Young man, you are really naive. We martial artists have never lacked money. If you have something like spirit pills, I might consider…"

"Spirit pills?"

When Connor heard the middle-aged man's words, he instantly said, "I have pills!"

"Really?"

When the middle-aged man heard Connor's words, the way he looked at Connor instantly changed.

Connor took out a pill from his clothes and handed it to the middle-aged man without thinking. Then, he said softly, "What do you think of this pill?"1

When the middle-aged man received the pill, he hurriedly placed it in front of his nose and smelled it. Then, a trace of excitement flashed across his eyes as he looked at Connor and said, "Young man, this is a top-grade medicinal pill. Where did you get it from? How many of these medicinal pills do you have in your hands? Sell them to me. No matter how much it costs…"

"I'm sorry, I'm not short of money either. As long as you take me to the martial artist convention, I'll give you a few more if I'm in a good mood..."

Connor said softly.

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