1407: C1407 Old Grievances

C1407 Old Grievances

A peerless expert with no standing would be a great threat if he was roped in by the enemy forces.

Of course, Mu Chen wouldn't allow such a thing to happen.

He rejected Ning Hai Feng's suggestion righteously.

"Nether Sacred Hands has many true abilities."

"As a warrior instructor, he can increase our strength by a large margin. We can't do something like tearing down a bridge after crossing it."

"Is His Highness the Heavenly King rejecting the requests of those ancient martial arts sects?"

In terms of strength and financial resources, the Dragon King Palace was one of the best.

No organization had the right to confront them head on.

However, ancient martial arts sects had thousands of years of history, and just because they retired didn't mean that their strength would decline.

They were a force that couldn't be underestimated in the dark of China.

Mu Chen would not turn them down.

"I want to go to the warrior training ground and talk to the little old man personally."

"No matter what kind of treasure it is, I will not bring it with me. There is no need to leave it in my own hands to cause trouble."

"At his age, perhaps he already has a clear view of wealth."

The martial arts training ground built by the Military Department was located at the foot of the mountain in the outskirts of Jing City.

It was not too far from the underground fallout shelter.

Ever since Nether Sacred Hands became a warrior instructor, he had been having a lot of fun here.

Modern training equipment was like a toy in his eyes. Its effects were beyond description.

For example, in the simulation gravity room, it could adjust the gravity a warrior suffered.

The range was two to twenty times, as if his whole body was tied up with heavy sandbags.

Living in a super gravity environment for a long time would change the strength of the bones and muscles, and even the resistance of the internal organs.

Metallic battle robots could be used to spar with each other.

When Sacred Hands Nether World fought with them, he did not need to suppress his strength, nor was he worried about causing any damage.

The bulletproof car slowly drove into the training ground's door as Mu Chen walked out.

He sensed slightly and locked onto the precise location of Nether Sacred Hands.

"This old man is still as lively and active as ever. I wonder who he's fighting with."

"If I had to say, he's heartless. He can play to his heart's content wherever he goes."

Mu Chen and Ning Hai Hai arrived at the arena area.

They saw Sacred Nether Hand fighting with a three-meter tall battle robot. They were having a great time!

"Bang, bang, bang..."

"Boom! Bang! Bang!"

The afterimages of the fists continuously flashed around the combat robot.

Mu Chen and Ning Hai Feng were sitting in the viewing gallery by the side. They could see the various numbers on the screen. They were all evaluating the strength, speed, angle, and so on of Nether Sacred Hands.

The little old man flashed and jumped over.

"Hahaha, I really can't count the good stuff in the training ground."

"I don't even feel bored staying here every day. It's simply designed for me."

Sacred Hands did not have any family or friends who lived in this world. His only hobby was cultivation.

Mu Chen could not help but praise. "Senior's martial arts skills are very cool. It won't be a problem for him to sweep through the entire martial arts world."

"Kid, don't flatter me randomly. It's very taxing to fight with the foundation warriors. I'm no longer as elegant as I was a long time ago."

The waiter brought tea and snacks over. The three of them sat in the lounge area and chatted as they ate.

When Sacred Nether Hand was young, he had stolen too many good things.

He had chosen to fake his death in order to avoid being hunted down by his enemies. From this, it could be seen how much trouble he had stirred up back then.

He never expected that despite having experienced countless years, the old grudges still existed.

A good man should always be a good man. At the very least, Nether Sacred Hands was a famous and powerful warrior.

Mu Chen directly asked him how he should face the requests of ancient martial arts sects.

Nether Sacred Hands's expression sank as he revealed a derisive smile.

"Hehehe, these kids have the guts to come and find fault with me!"

"Just send them off with a few punches and kicks. What else is there to worry about? I will personally handle the aftermath."

Feeling the other party's anger, Mu Chen hurriedly tried to persuade them.

He did not wish for Great Xia to fall into internal turmoil because of the revenge of these ancient martial arts sects.

"Don't look at the monk's face, look at the Buddha's face. Senior, you have to help me think about it."

"After all, I control the entire Great Xia. Watching you guys fight and fight without stopping would also be detrimental to your rights and dignity."

As the saying goes, if you eat a person's mouth soft, take the person's hand short.

Mu Chen had already lowered his stance and said good things. How could Nether Sacred Hands continue to be forceful?

However, he could not return his spoils of war for no reason.

After pondering for a moment, Nether Sacred Hands said slowly, "I can give these people a chance to seek treasure. As for whether they can get it back, it will depend on their ability and luck."

With that said, the little old man held an exquisitely carved black pagoda in his palm.

This was the place Mu Chen and the black-robed man had barged into previously.

The black pagoda could transform into size and had a powerful suppressive property.

Ancient martial arts sects could allow their proud disciples to enter and search for treasures. It was possible for them to return with a bountiful harvest or even lose their lives on the spot.

"Of course, good things can only be useful in the hands of experts. If these ancient martial arts sects' inheritors are mediocre trash, then they can just leave with their tails between their legs."

In the end, they still had to use their fists to make the final decision.

Mu Chen was only playing the role of mediator.

He saw how determined Nether Sacred Hands was and assumed that the matter had been decided.

"I will contact the representatives of the ancient martial arts sects and make them accept the rules."

"At the same time, I hope that Senior will leave some leeway on this matter. Don't let the other party suffer heavy casualties."

In the next few days, Ning Hai Hai would bring generous gifts to visit the various ancient martial arts sects and explain the situation to them.

He would not hit a smiling person.

Mu Chen wanted to express his stance and attitude. When the other party shed all pretenses of cordiality, it would not affect too much.

The disciples of ancient martial arts sects were roughly divided into two types.

Powerful direct disciples and outer sect disciples who had stepped into the mortal world.

The direct disciples were usually carefully trained by the Sect Leader and the elders. They focused on cultivation and did not care about the affairs of the world. They treated the peak of martial arts as their life goal.

The outer sect disciples were the exact opposite.

These people had mediocre aptitudes and lacked patience. They only learned the basics of martial arts cultivation.

Stepping into various industries and amassing wealth, providing financial support for ancient martial arts sects.

The eastern direction of the capital was no more than 200 kilometers, and they arrived at the bustling port area.

In a luxuriously decorated Lin Hai villa, the representatives of the major sects had already gathered together.

Ninghai Feng gathered everyone here in the name of the Dragon King Palace, provided the best food, accommodation, and treated them well. He did a good host for Mu Chen.

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