Chu Yun watched Qi Feng die tragically under his knife. His mood was indescribable.

Even if it was the first time he had killed an enemy on the battlefield after joining the army, it was not so complicated and heavy.

He didn't want to kill Qi Feng.

I don’t want to destroy this future star in the Chinese martial arts world.

If he can choose, he wants to witness Qi Feng's glory in the martial arts world with his own eyes.

Moreover, he believed that with Qi Feng's martial arts talent and his persistence in martial arts, he would definitely become a great player in the future.

But now.

Chifeng has no future, and there is no future.

He had fallen under Chu Yun's knife.

That damn rule for being a martial arts conference!

Why do we have to divide life and death in martial arts?

Who exactly made the martial arts conference a place of purgatory?

Chu Yun's dark eyes flashed with a cold light.

Since he has arrived.

Since I have decided to enter the top ten.

Then he must figure this out.

You must also make those bastards who have pulled off the conspiracy and pay the price!

The price of blood!

Chu Yun's eyes fell on Chifeng who was lying in a pool of blood.

My heart is cold.

Finished this battle.

Chu Yun returned home.

He knew that the conference would clear Qi Feng's body. He also knew that the traces of the fight at the scene would be healed soon.

But after returning to the house, he suddenly felt uncertain.

He was not sure whether he could pass this battle and make it to the top ten.

He had a vague premonition. The conference would deliberately make things difficult for him and disgust him!

Let him fight another ranking battle!

After returning to the house.

Chu Yun waited for a long time but did not wait for a notice to be made public.

And time is about to be late.

He absent-mindedly dealt with a dinner, sat on the sofa and smoked and drank tea, and was full of thoughts.

Dingding.

A sound came from the headset.

It was an Aunt Duan call.

"You've passed." Aunt Duan's voice was a bit relieved. "I got tickets to the top ten dinners."

"It doesn't look very smooth?" Chu Yun asked.

"It's really not going well. Even from the beginning, more than half of the judges did not recognize you." Aunt Duan said slowly. "They think that there are fewer tickets now. The requirements for the top ten should also be raised. After all, there are more than a dozen strong men on the big list. The standards that are too loose will be unfair to those strong men on the big list."

"Do they hope that the strong men on the roster will die? Then they will run for the last three places?" Chu Yun said with a cold look.

Aunt Duan said in a low voice: "Listen to their tone. I really hope to fight the ranking battle to the end."

"A bunch of beasts." Chu Yun cursed suddenly.

Aunt Duan heard this and refused to comment.

She pursed her lips and said, "No matter what, you ended up getting the top ten tickets. You don't need to play the second round."

The battle between Chu Yun and Qi Feng.

Aunt Duan is watching the game.

She saw that Chu Yun was unwilling to kill anyone, nor did she want to kill that extremely talented martial arts master.

But Qi Feng is full of murderous heart.

He is too eager to enter the top ten and participate in the strongest dinner.

Chu Yun has given him enough opportunities. But he doesn't know how to cherish it.

In the end, he fell under Chu Yun's knife and became a stepping stone for Chu Yun to participate in the top ten dinners.

"What kind of dinner is the top ten dinner?" Chu Yun asked after a moment of silence.

After entering the forbidden area of ​​the martial arts conference, all the powerful people on the list received the manual of the martial arts conference. The manual explains many rules and details about the martial arts conference, including how to be promoted and how to enter the top ten.

But there is no explanation in the manual about what happened after the top ten. Chu Yun’s understanding of this area is almost zero.

"Strictly speaking, the top ten strong men sit together for a meal, and then discuss in detail the competition after the top ten." Aunt Duan said calmly.

"Discussion?" Chu Yun raised his eyebrows and said. "Does there be no fixed template for each top ten duel?"

"No." Aunt Duan shook her head and said. "The conference respects the personal will of the strong. The duel can be held in any way."

Chu Yun fell into silence.

This was indeed beyond Chu Yun's surprise.

He didn't expect that the duel after the top ten would be decided on the spot.

After hesitating for a moment, Chu Yun lit a cigarette and said, "In other words, the top ten matches are ten people sitting together to eat, drink and drink, and then they discuss it?"

"In theory, this is the case." Aunt Duan said.

"Where is the conference party? Will they give opinions? Or will they completely follow the opinions of the top ten?" Chu Yun asked.

"I gave advice in the last session. It was half and half." Aunt Duan said.

Chu Yun nodded. He basically understood the subsequent process.

"The top ten dinners will be basically confirmed tomorrow night." Aunt Duan reminded Chu Yun. "You make some preparations."

"What preparations are made?" Chu Yun asked curiously.

"The top ten dinners are not held here." Aunt Duan pursed her lips and said. "Even if I am a judge, I am not qualified to continue to follow up. The subsequent rules and conference plans will be judged by higher-level conference powerhouses."

Chu Yun was stunned and asked immediately, "Then I don't have any connection with going through the back door?"

"You have a problem. You can find Jiang Wenzhao." Aunt Duan said in a slow tone. "He will be the last strong man to enter the top ten."

Chu Yun was stunned at first, then nodded and said, "I understand."

After a brief silence.

Chu Yun asked curiously: "Auntie, are you going to go back to Beijing?"

"I'll leave tomorrow night. Before the top ten dinners start." Aunt Duan said.

"So anxious?" Chu Yun asked.

"It's not that I'm in a hurry." Aunt Duan said slowly. "The conference will not allow us to stay here."

Chu Yun nodded.

After all, it is a martial arts conference every ten years.

The work on confidentiality is still done very carefully.

Otherwise, Chu Yun would not have heard of the news about the martial arts conference before. He had never even heard of it!

Chu Yun was silent for a moment and said, "It's good to leave. Staying here may not be a good thing."

When Aunt Duan heard this, she heard the implicit sound of Chu Yun's words.

She frowned slightly and hesitated: "Do you have any plans?"

"It's not perfect yet. But you're right." Chu Yun said word by word. "I do have some plans."

"The danger factor is very high?" asked Aunt Duan.

"Isn't the danger coefficient of the martial arts conference itself great enough?" Chu Yun asked back. "Do you think that from the beginning to the end of this martial arts conference, how many of the 31 strong people who actually participated in the martial arts conference can leave alive?"

Aunt Duan was silent.

Chu Yun was right. This so-called martial arts conference was indeed full of murderous intent.

Nearly every minute, bloodshed occurs.

"Since you're bleeding."

A terrifying cold light flashed in Chu Yun's eyes.

The bloodthirsty light spreads infinitely!
Chapter completed!