Little Lin's Pet Arena was the venue chosen by Ah Sheng.
Many of the younger generation from the six families had come to the arena. Among them, there was no lack of mid-tier forces in their twenties or thirties.
Back then, An Tianzuo had suppressed and crippled that generation. Now, another Zhou Wen had appeared. He had crippled more than thirty people from the six families. This was a huge humiliation to the six families.
"Thankfully, the six families have produced Lance in this generation. Otherwise, we would have to swallow our pride like back then," Xia Bing said with a complicated expression as she glanced at Lance, who was sitting in the resting area.
She had always wanted to chase up to or even surpass Lance, but no matter how hard she tried, the distance between her and Lance only widened. She was almost unable to see Lance's back.
Lance clearly didn't inherit the physique of a hero, nor did he cultivate the family's Primordial Energy Art. However, he left everyone in the dust, making it impossible for others to even have the thought of catching up to him.
Thankfully, there's only one Lance in this world. Xia Bing sighed inwardly, unsure if she was feeling sad for herself or rejoicing.
"He's here," Dugu Chuan suddenly said.
Xia Bing turned to look and indeed, she saw Zhou Wen arrive at the arena with Ah Sheng and Li Xuan. Ah Sheng and Li Xuan stayed in the spectator stands while Zhou Wen walked into the arena alone.
When Lance saw Zhou Wen, he stood up from the bench in the resting area and walked towards the arena.
The descendants of the six families were rather calm. Perhaps outsiders might think that Zhou Wen still had a chance, but from their point of view, Zhou Wen had no chance at all. No one below the Epic stage was Lance's match. Even those at the Epic stage might not be able to defeat him.
In a corner of the spectator stands sat a man and a woman. Both of them wore hats and sunglasses that covered most of their faces. However, anyone familiar with them would be able to recognize them as Liz and Qiao Siyuan.
"What do you think?" Qiao Siyuan asked Zhou Wen and Lance.
Liz said with a dark expression, "Lance is a talented genius. No one in his generation can be better than him. It's impossible for Zhou Wen to win."
Qiao Siyuan said indifferently, "Don't forget that Zhou Wen is someone who has interacted with Jing Daoxian. If he really catches Jing Daoxian's eye, do you still think Lance will definitely win?"
"Yes." Liz said with certainty, "Minister, you aren't from the six families, so you might not understand Lance very well. His talent is unparalleled. Unless it's absolute strength, no one can defeat him."
Qiao Siyuan only smiled and didn't refute Liz's words. Instead, he asked, "Confirm again. Is everyone in place?"
Liz nodded slightly and contacted the Special Investigation Bureau personnel scattered around the arena to confirm that they had arrived.
"Minister, everything is in place. Zhou Wen won't be able to escape today," Liz said to Qiao Siyuan.
Qiao Siyuan didn't say a word. All he did was look at Ah Sheng, who was sitting in the stands. Ah Sheng was wearing a trench coat and a hat. He was seriously watching the situation in the arena, as though he wasn't paying any attention to them.
With that person around, I'm afraid this mission won't be easy to complete. If I had a few people like An Sheng by my side instead of Liz, I wouldn't be so tired. Qiao Siyuan sighed inwardly.
There were too many people with special privileges in the Special Investigation Bureau. Every one of the six families wished to have their own people in the bureau, but it was hard to say how capable those people were.
Although there were indeed many outstanding people in the Six Great Families, their origins made them too proud. Sometimes, it was difficult for them to truly become good inspectors.
"A good inspector isn't as simple as being powerful. However, there are pros and cons. Without these people in the bureau, the bureau wouldn't have such great privileges. " Qiao Siyuan turned to look at Liz and said, "Get someone to keep an eye on An Sheng at all times. If he does anything out of the ordinary, report it immediately, no matter how minute the details are."
In fact, Qiao Siyuan was also looking forward to the day when these people from the Six Great Clans would learn to give up their pride and self-esteem under his guidance. When that day came, they might become the most terrifying inspectors.
However, Liz didn't think much of it. "He's only An Tianzuo's adjutant. What else can he do with us watching him?"
Qiao Siyuan could only patiently explain, "Don't underestimate An Sheng. He's been in charge of the An family's security for the past few years. Every year, countless people target the An family, but the An family has never had any problems. Such a person definitely can't be underestimated. Do you know what his other nickname is in Luoyang's military? Devil adjutant. Mentioning his name in the military is more useful than An Tianzuo. "
Although Liz felt that Holy City was their territory and that an adjutant who was being watched couldn't do anything, Qiao Siyuan was her superior after all. Therefore, Liz immediately contacted the people watching An Sheng and exhorted them a few more things.
In the arena, Zhou Wen walked in front of Lance without any weapons in hand. He had placed the Bamboo Blade into the chaos space, but he had no intention of using it.
The Bamboo Blade had to see blood when it was drawn; otherwise, it would backfire on its owner. Although Zhou Wen didn't believe in such a thing, he felt that there was no need to draw his saber. This was because he wasn't good at saber techniques. The sharp Bamboo Blade could be used to torture vegetables, but in a battle with Lance, it would instead become a flaw.
"They said that you have two Mythical pets. Is that true?" Lance asked Zhou Wen.
"Is there a difference? I don't plan on using pets, "Zhou Wen said.
Lance smiled brightly, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth. "I'm already starting to look forward to it."
"In that case, let's hurry up. I'm still planning on returning home to game." Zhou Wen took a step forward and struck Lance with the first move of the Seven Distribution Palm, Clear Conscience.
Clear Conscience was an extremely firm and Yang move. It was a wide-open move, and this move actually didn't match the Ashen Palm's strength that Zhou Wen practiced. However, Zhou Wen still fused the Ashen Palm's strength into this move.
Lance didn't dodge as he similarly struck out with his palm. His palm was purplish-red, and it looked like a special Primordial Energy Skill.
Bam!
Zhou Wen felt a stabbing pain in his palm as he couldn't help but retreat. However, Lance's chest trembled as he took two steps back.
Zhou Wen glanced at his palm and saw that it was covered in blood as though it had been pricked by countless needles. He couldn't help but say, "What a vicious Primordial Energy Skill."
"Likewise. Your Primordial Energy Skill is also very sinister," Lance said with a smile.
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