Chapter 594: The Hidden Dragon Assembly Begins

"Esdeath, I have brought you the things you wanted." Liuli's figure appeared in the room and handed a stack of documents to Esdeath.

"The most powerful Espers in this world, how interesting..." Esdeath flipped through the materials in her hand, a trace of bloodthirsty amusement on her lips.

"Do not underestimate these guys. They were able to turn an emerging force into a giant of the Dark World in such a short time; they must have their own methods," Liuli reminded her.

"I never underestimate any opponent," Esdeath said.

"Then I can rest easy." Having received Esdeath's assurance, Liuli replied, then flashed away from the spot.

Time passed, and soon it reached the most exciting period of the Dark World Exchange Conference.

"Lingyun, we are going now!" Chen Jing and Su Wanyue packed their things and said to Lingyun.

"Go ahead!" Lingyun smiled and nodded.

In the center of the small island, several arenas had already been erected. Each arena was surrounded by powerful Array Patterns capable of withstanding the bombardment of most powerhouses below the Half-step Nascent Soul realm.

"Yun Yue, you have broken through?" When Chen Jing arrived near the arenas, she caught sight of Shui Yunyue in the crowd at a glance; beside her was a young girl who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen.

"Yes, thanks to Aunt Meng for protecting me." A trace of a smile also appeared on Shui Yunyue's face.

"By the way, Senior Meng Juan is..."

She remembered that after she had delivered the Yin-Yang Pill refined by Lingyun to Meng Juan a few days ago, she had not seen Meng Juan again, so she couldn't help but ask.

"Aunt, she is doing very well now..." Hearing Chen Jing mention Meng Juan, Shui Yunyue's tone was also a bit strange.

"Could it be that some accident happened?"

"No..."

"Little girl, it's only been a few days, can't you recognize me anymore?" Just at this moment, the young girl standing beside Shui Yunyue spoke in an old-fashioned tone.

Upon hearing this voice, Chen Jing and Su Wanyue could not help but open their mouths wide.

"You, you are Senior Meng Juan?"

"That's right, it's me!" Meng Juan rolled her eyes at the two of them. "What kind of Pill did that kid refine anyway, to actually turn me into this state?"

"Th-this, we don't know either. Lingyun said at the time that this Pill could balance the Yin Yang Power in your body, but he never said it would turn you into this," Su Wanyue's mouth twitched slightly.

"Forget it, I'll settle the score with him after we return to the country!" Meng Juan said. "By the way, why don't I see him now?"

"Lingyun said that if no accidents occur, he won't be participating in this Peak Martial Duel," Chen Jing said.

"Not participating? Why?" Meng Juan frowned slightly.

"I don't know about that either, but Lingyun must have his reasons for doing so," Chen Jing said. "Of course, if any unexpected situation arises, he will still take action."

Meng Juan's brows furrowed slightly, then she whispered to Chen Jing: "Can you give me the bottom line regarding Lingyun's strength?"

"As for that, I can't say for sure, but there is one thing: right now on this island, no one is Lingyun's match."

"No one is his match?" Meng Juan couldn't help but gasp slightly.

"Senior, the Hidden Dragon Assembly has already begun, we have to head over first," Chen Jing said to Meng Juan, then pulled Su Wanyue and Shui Yunyue away.

"This little girl, really..." Meng Juan shook her head helplessly.

On the arenas, people were already exchanging blows.

Those taking action were all young talents from various major forces; the strength of these people had at least reached the Xiantian stage. If Chen Jing and the other had not left Earth with Lingyun before, they would be at this level as well. As for the young seeds of those super forces, they had no intention of taking the stage for now.

This had also been a hidden rule of the Hidden Dragon Assembly for these years; if those strongest people took action at the very beginning, those lower-tier prodigies would have no chance to showcase themselves at all.

"Eh, Little Yu is also up there." Chen Jing's gaze fell onto an arena, her brows lifting slightly. "I didn't expect this kid to be so quiet, yet his strength has actually reached the Xiantian Mid-stage. If Sister Huo saw this, she would definitely be very happy."

Huo Yu's opponent was a katana user; the katana in his hand was faster with every strike, and the blade shadows merged into one as they rolled toward Huo Yu.

Facing the sky full of blade light, Huo Yu was unhurried; every time he threw out his fists, he would inevitably hit the weak points of the blade light, causing the blade light to Shatter.

"I didn't expect Little Yu to have some real skills. It looks like this katana user is going to lose," Su Wanyue said.

"His practical combat experience is very rich; it looks like he has gone through quite a lot of tempering. After Sister Huo had her accident, he has been very hard on himself," Chen Jing said with a sigh in her tone.

Just as Chen Jing finished speaking, Huo Yu let out a loud shout, used his left fist to flick away the katana user's blade, and his right elbow slammed heavily into the katana user's chest.

The katana user let out a muffled groan, turned the katana in his hand, and actually employed a mutually destructive tactic, wanting to injure himself along with Huo Yu.

Huo Yu's pupils constricted, his body twisted violently, and his left hand slapped hard onto the katana. The katana was knocked askew by Huo Yu, brushed past him, and slashed heavily into the katana user, carving a bloody gash on his body. But the katana user only groaned, then continued to pounce toward Huo Yu.

"Something's wrong! This katana user is not right!" Chen Jing and her companion looked at each other, both with a trace of doubt in their eyes.

"This katana user clearly had the intention of a mutually destructive fight with Little Yu the moment he stepped on stage, but at the Hidden Dragon Assembly, how could there be such a person? This is truly too strange."

"The final result of the Hidden Dragon Assembly concerns the distribution of resources in the Dark World. Perhaps this is a sign that they want to snipe us," Shui Yunyue said.

"Snipe us? It seems some people can't sit still anymore," Chen Jing's brows lifted slightly.

Watching the katana user pouncing toward him regardless of his injuries, Huo Yu did not hold back either; he flipped his palms and slammed them heavily onto the katana user's chest.

The katana user's face turned pale, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew off the arena.

Looking at the katana user lying on the ground, Huo Yu's expression was also somewhat unpleasant. If he hadn't dodged quickly just now, that strike from the katana user would definitely have been enough to cut his arm off. But this was not a life-or-death arena, and he had no grudges with that katana user, so why was the other party acting like he was determined to have a mutually destructive fight with him?

If his father hadn't told him to be careful before he stepped onto the arena, he probably would have fallen for that person's trap by now.

After defeating an opponent, Huo Yu had no intention of lingering; he jumped straight off the arena. After all, his main goal in coming this time was to test the results of his training over the past few years. As for winning the championship or anything like that, he didn't think he had that ability right now.

After Huo Yu jumped off the arena, new people soon jumped up. The caliber of the combatants was also improving bit by bit; the people currently exchanging blows on the arenas had almost all touched the barrier of the Golden Core.

"Sure enough, these people are coming with ill intent," after watching a few battles, Shui Yunyue said with a frown.

She discovered that once people from Huaxia stepped onto the arena, their opponents would nine times out of ten use desperate, suicidal tactics. Under these circumstances, quite a few people had already been forced off the stage due to severe injuries.

"These bastards, let me go up and teach them a lesson!" Chen Jing clenched her fists.

Suddenly, a burst of cheers erupted from the direction of one of the arenas. Chen Jing turned her head to look, and the person standing on the arena was actually an acquaintance.

Hao Xuan was stepping on the chest of a large man with his right foot, his face full of disdain.

"Someone like you, still wanting to use those low-down, dirty tricks to ambush me, you are simply courting death!"

After speaking, Hao Xuan kicked the man's abdomen heavily, kicking him straight off the arena.

The large man crashed heavily onto the ground, blood continuously overflowing from his mouth; he had clearly suffered a heavy blow.

"Who is next? Come!" Hao Xuan looked at the people below the arena and asked with an arrogant face.