Chen Dong finally withdrew his palm. His originally black palm was swollen like a pig's trotter.
He wanted to test the details of Li Xuan and others, but what he never expected was that the moment he squeezed hard, he felt that what he was squeezing was not his hand but steel!
What shocked Chen Dong even more was that the other party didn't seem to exert much force, and his metacarpal bones were almost crushed with just a slight squeeze!
This is because Li Xuan had no intention of harming Chen Dong and instructed Shura to be merciful, otherwise Shura's power could crush Chen Dong's palm directly.
Chen Dong was shocked.
Shura looks like an ordinary person, without even the slightest trace of a master's demeanor. How can he train his palms to be like steel, even stronger than him, a martial arts master who has practiced iron sand palm for twenty years?
Could it be that he is the kind of person he is looking for?
"Dadong, what's wrong?" At this time, the girl in sunglasses realized what happened and exclaimed.
Chen Dong grinned in pain, but said: "I'm fine..."
Looking at Li Xuan and others, the look in their eyes was no longer defiant, but a little more fearful.
But the girl in sunglasses said to Shura reluctantly: "What's wrong with you? We're just shaking hands when we meet each other, so why are you using so much force? Do you know who Dadong is? If he really uses force, he will crush you."
Your hands are not a problem either!”
Chen Dong's face turned green. He knew what was going on best and said quickly: "Yanan, don't talk nonsense. This is a misunderstanding. We are all Chinese and should take care of each other when we go out. Follow this person quickly
Gentleman apologized."
Yanan was a little reluctant, but still said: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood."
Of course Shura would not respond and sat quietly in his seat.
Yanan curled her lips in displeasure and said, "Humph, what are you putting on!"
With such an episode, the atmosphere in the car became a little weird.
But soon, Chen Dong took the initiative to chat again.
"Senior, are you a tourist? Why did you go to Amang Tea?" Chen Dong asked Shura.
The test just now made Chen Dong confirm that Shura's strength was beyond his reach, so his attitude was very respectful. He even used the honorific titles "senior" and "you".
Shura remained silent. He was just a body. Unless there was an instruction from Li Xuan, any external stimulation would not exist for him.
When he didn't get an answer, Chen Dong refused to give up and asked again: "Senior, are you also a member of the martial arts world? What sect is it? How come your hands are as strong as steel?"
Shura remained silent.
Yanan couldn't help it anymore: "Isn't this person too arrogant? Dadong, ignore them."
Chen Dong winked at Yanan and continued: "Senior, I heard that Amangcha has a member of the Asian Mage Association. I wonder if you also went to see him?"
Li Xuan originally didn't want to talk to Chen Dong, but after hearing this, he became interested and manipulated Shura to reply: "Well, you too?"
After finally hearing Shura's response, Chen Dong was overjoyed and said: "Senior, you are indeed going to see the Archmage of Ulm. Are you also planning to participate in the psychic ceremony?"
Shura said "Yeah": "That's right."
Chen Dong smiled and said: "I knew it! Since we are all going the same way, let's just go together. I heard that there are discounts in Ulm because of the crowds."
Shura said: "What do you mean?"
Chen Dong said in surprise: "Don't you know? The Archmage of Ulm has recommended quotas for the Spiritualist Ceremony, and the price is clearly marked at 500,000 baht per quota."
Free recommendations?
Li Xuan was speechless.
On the plane when he arrived, Li Xuan planned to grab a few seats, but he didn't expect that these magicians, who were well-educated in making money, would actually sell the seats in the psychic gathering for profit.
Chen Dong seemed to be very familiar with the situation of the channeling ceremony, and he started talking non-stop after they struck up a conversation.
According to Chen Dong, this channeling ceremony will determine the board of directors of the Asian Mage Association for the next seven years and elect a new chairman.
The most popular candidate for the chairman of the board is of course the Black Dragon King, but it is not without competitors. At least within the association, there are two or three pretenders.
One is the South Indian Brahma sect master Subra Zong. This person is famous in South India, has hundreds of thousands of followers, and has very powerful magic power.
One is the Great Lama of Xihai, Enjiasa, who is the leader of the Xihai Sect. It is said that he is a spiritual reincarnation and has the power to know five hundred years in the past and five hundred years in the future.
There is also a newly-emerged head-turning master in Nantai, whose name is unknown. It is said that he has a close relationship with the princess of Nantai Kingdom. With the support of the royal family, he wants to replace him with the Black Dragon King.
With so many people vying for the chairmanship, the Dharma Conference was in chaos from the beginning of the preparation period. At the beginning, the number of participants was very strictly controlled. Gradually, some people began to resell the conference, with each quota priced at 2 million baht.
Seeing that there was still a short time before the opening of the Dharma Conference, many magicians wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune and resold their quotas. The price gradually dropped from the initial two million, and even if it dropped to 500,000 baht, they could still bargain.
The more Li Xuan listened, the more ridiculous he felt. He couldn't help but said to Lisa: "The Asian Mage Association, it turns out to be a bunch of rabble."
When Chen Dong heard this, he looked unhappy.
Although Chen Dong respected Shura very much because Shura subdued him with his iron hand, Chen Dong was far from being so polite to Li Xuan.
Chen Dong is also a well-known martial arts player in China. He has even been inherited by the Guwu family, and his pair of iron sand palms has swept across the local area and has never been invincible.
This time, after traveling thousands of miles from China to Nantai, Chen Dong also wanted to take things to a higher level and buy some magic weapons at the psychic ceremony to increase his strength.
In Chen Dong's eyes, only those who are stronger than him are worthy of respect. As for Li Xuan, a pretty boy who looks like a college student, he doesn't like him at all.
In other words, Li Xuan and Shura were walking together, otherwise Chen Dongcai would have scolded him.
Even though it was hurting Shura's face, Chen Dong still said angrily: "A mob? You have such a strong tone. The Asian Mage Association gathers the strongest mages in Asia. Its strength and profound foundation are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
.And the Mage Association has a great influence in Nantai. If you don’t want to get into trouble, it’s best not to talk nonsense!”
Li Xuan smiled and said: "To say they are a rabble is an exaggeration. There is no need for such an association to exist or not."
Chen Dong snorted coldly and said to Yanan beside him: "Ignorant people are really fearless and dare to say anything. I hope that he will still dare to say that when the spiritual ceremony is held!"
The next journey became a bragging session for Chen Dong. He kept introducing his achievements to Shura, and wanted to ask for advice on how to temper his palms into fine steel.
Without Li Xuan's instructions, Shura turned into a silent gourd again, but in Chen Dong's eyes, he became a taciturn and worldly master, which made him flatter him more and more.
In the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and the car drove into Amangcha.