Chapter 1417 - 1418: The Lion Basking in the Taiyang
Not only was Liio Sheng Hongyi driven mad with rage, but the Grandmasters of various factions were also beside themselves with fury.
The martial arts grandmasters present all had the ambition of promoting and revitalizing karate as their life's ideal.
In fact, under the efforts of these grandmasters, karate had rapidly risen to prominence after the demise of the Huaxia Drinking Snow Tower.
However, no one expected that in Luoshanji, where karate was most powerful, they would face such a blatant defeat and humiliation.
If this vicious incident is not immediately curbed and the martial dignity of karate not swiftly restored,
then years of hard work in karate will inevitably be ruined.
In its place will be the rapid rise of Hua Xia National Arts, something the karate masters absolutely cannot tolerate.
All the Grandmasters of the various factions shouted out.
"Kill, regain the dignity of the Great Sang Warrior!"
Five or six Gangjin Master faction grandmasters, each of whom could shake the entire Luoshanji martial arts circle with a stomp of their foot.
At this moment, they were like a bunch of third-rate hooligans, desperately rushing out of the president's office.
Almost simultaneously, chaos erupted at the Luoshan Base State Police Department.
Director Charles was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, pacing in circles.
He had reported the unusual situation at Longwei Martial Arts Gym to Governor Mark, but Mark had yet to respond.
With no instructions from Governor Mark, Director Charles dared not act rashly.
If a tragedy were to occur, the responsibility would be immense; Governor Mark couldn't shoulder it, and Director Charles even less so.
In the office of the governor of Luoshan Base, it was eerily quiet.
Governor Mark, a man in his forties with a semi-bald head, was obese and had a large hooked nose.
It's said that his appearance resembling a neighborly uncle won the favor of many middle-aged and elderly women during his gubernatorial campaign.
Mark ultimately won by a margin of three votes over his opponent.
At this moment, Mark was sitting behind his desk, studying a cloisonné vase from Huaxia.
The intricate patterns and vibrant colors of the cloisonné fascinated Mark greatly.
He held a magnifying glass, examining it closely, praising it with a click of his tongue.
"So beautiful, a masterpiece indeed. I've always felt that Huaxia's cloisonné is the most beautiful artwork."
Sitting across from Mark was an elderly man dressed in a gray Mao suit, with a kind face and plump features.
The elder smiled and said, "There's a saying in Huaxia, 'A precious sword for a hero.' I hope Mr. Mark likes this little gift."
Mark nodded with satisfaction, put away the magnifying glass, and said blandly.
"Mr. Hua, you're too kind. I know why you're here, and at this moment, I fear the members of the East Asia Martial Arts Alliance have already rushed out of the office building, haven't they?"
The elder smiled slightly: "Rest assured, Mr. Mark, they won't be able to rush out."
"I can assure you that this matter will not cause public panic, nor will there be large-scale brawls."
Mark snorted, "I don't care about the vendettas of the martial arts circle."
"But if they disturb the citizens and cause wide-scale panic, don't blame me for ordering arrests."
"I've already ordered all city police to stand by, and the Federal Police Bureau can deploy Special Forces at any time to suppress it."
Mr. Hua nodded with a smile.
"Rest assured, the little East Asia Martial Arts Alliance won't render our Hongmen Sect helpless."
At this, Mr. Hua's eyes showed a hint of mockery.
"Moreover, the disciples of the East Asia Martial Arts Alliance have been arrogant and domineering in recent years, causing the city's crime rate to steadily rise."
"I believe Mr. Governor also wishes to use this opportunity to moderate them a bit and achieve a relatively stable balance point, right?"
Mark burst into laughter, giving Mr. Hua the big middle finger.
"Cunning Huaxia people, you got it right."
He sighed and said, "Your Hongmen Sect has grown so big that it's put us in a difficult position."
"I no longer wish to see another martial arts alliance grow, nor do I want another organization similar to the Hongmen Sect to appear."
"I must admit, on this point, you have a good grasp of my thoughts."
Mr. Hua laughed heartily, extending his hand to Mark: "So, a pleasant cooperation?"
Mark reached out and shook Mr. Hua's hand tightly: "A pleasant cooperation!"
At the entrance of the Martial Arts Alliance Office Building, the grandmasters of various karate factions gathered their disciples, surging towards the entrance like a tide.
In the heart of every karate disciple was a sense of tragic indignation.
The karate master Bantian Dongchuan, hung from a wooden pole, with numerous screens displaying Bantian Dongchuan's despairing and defeated face.
This face had shamed the entire karate community, as well as all karate disciples.
This humiliation made the blood of every karate disciple boil.
In each person's heart was the same thought.
Flatten the Longwei Martial Arts Gym, kill all the Huaxia people, and use their blood to wash away the shame of the Great Sang Warriors.
Liio Sheng Hongyi walked at the very front of the team, having regained his composure, appearing stern and resolute.
He seemed calm and indifferent, while the ten grandmasters behind him released their respective auras and pressure.
Above the head of each strong warrior, the Essence Qi shot straight up to the sky, like wolf smoke, with powerful Qi-Blood scorching the skin.
The combined aura of so many strong warriors formed an overwhelming and indestructible momentum, like a cavalry charge with iron hooves.
The momentum was unstoppable and absolutely irresistible!
However, at this moment, a sudden trepidation arose in Liio Sheng Hongyi's heart.
It was as if walking alone at night and encountering a devouring beast.
The chilling, sinister feeling directly shook Liio Sheng Hongyi's resolve.
Liio Sheng Hongyi, being a martial arts master with a heart as solid as a rock, wouldn't be shaken even by a thunderbolt under clear skies.
Yet in this instant, he acutely sensed that the crisis ahead was imminent.
Liio Sheng Hongyi shivered and stopped in his tracks.
The other Grandmasters of various factions also sensed the danger at the same time and halted.
These six grandmasters were the core soul figures of the East Asia Martial Arts Alliance.
As they stopped, the tide of disciples also came to a halt.
Everyone looked forward and saw a young man in his twenties, lazily standing in front of the large iron gate.
With a mischievous smile on his face, he was leisurely adjusting his pants zipper.
It was clear that this guy had just urinated at the entrance of the East Asia Martial Arts Alliance.
He wore baggy camouflage pants, and the red vest he donned was particularly striking under the sunlight.
His body was tall and fit, yet there was no visible Essence Qi fluctuation.
Liio Sheng Hongyi's eyes contracted.
For some reason, even though this guy showed no signs of Essence Qi fluctuation, he gave Liio Sheng Hongyi an indescribable sense of danger.
He seemed like a lion basking lazily in the sun, not attacking anyone, yet no one dared to underestimate him.