Chapter 673: Chapter 495: The Semifinals Begin

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the assassination doubled the security personnel on site, and everyone received a warning text message.

The message was simple, meaning anyone who causes trouble will be directly disqualified from the competition.

If either students or helpers cause trouble, they will be disqualified as well.

Zhou Shengkai was also taken away by security for investigation to see if he was connected to the assassination.

Zhou Shengkai didn’t dare to voice any opinions, still in a state of lingering fear.

At the same time, the participating players’ information was re-examined carefully, but nothing was found. Even the identities and backgrounds of the two deceased were clean, with no criminal records.

In a subtle atmosphere, Lin Feng’s team was having breakfast. Although their expressions were somewhat grave, there was no fear or panic.

The cooperation between the Apostle and the Emperor to assassinate Lin Feng was indeed daunting. If the target wasn’t Lin Feng, anyone else would have surely perished.

Of course, others aren’t as valuable.

"We should call him One-armed Kong Feng from now on."

Yu Qiao said with a smile.

He lost an arm but killed the wrong person, gaining nothing at all. Kong Feng must be in deep regret and impotent fury now.

Yu Qiao began to praise this assassination attempt.

Both the timing and technique were perfect, not even giving Lin Feng time to undergo Demon Transformation.

"The Void Gate is truly amazing!"

Yu Qiao said, somewhat envious.

He had admired the Void Gate for a long time, and this was the first time he saw it. It truly is a divine skill for assassins!

If he could absorb that soul skill, it would be awesome.

"We have to be more careful in the future."

Ye Xing reminded.

With their current strength, an Apostle isn’t much to fear, but Kong Feng’s ability is indeed daunting.

"He’s missing an arm; he should be quiet for a while."

Yun Tianqi said.

"The Pure Land has divine-level therapists; even a severed arm can regrow."

Dong Yunan said, with a tone of envy.

Divine-level therapists are the ultimate goal of all therapists.

Regenerating severed limbs is the hallmark of a divine-level therapist.

There are more than a hundred thousand therapists worldwide, but only two are divine-level, and Pure Land has one, who is the Fate Celestial King among the Twelve Celestial Kings.

"However, even arm regeneration isn’t that simple. It exudes a massive amount of Qi and Blood, and the regrown arm is very fragile, definitely weakening his strength."

Dong Yunan continued.

"Aren’t you an Apostle candidate? Can the Apostles act against you?"

Ye Qiu looked at Lin Feng and asked.

"Just a candidate. Even if I become an Apostle and join the Pure Land, those people won’t care about such things."

Lin Feng said.

The Celestial Kings and Apostles of Pure Land aren’t necessarily bad people, but nine out of ten are lawless, reckless tough guys and lunatics.

They don’t consider such things, especially with such a tempting bounty on my head.

Lin Feng even suspected that his future leader, the Celestial King Hai, wants to act against him.

After all, the Apostle mission set by Celestial King Hai is to ’kill Lin Feng.’

After breakfast, Lin Feng’s team honestly returned to the hotel without wandering outside.

With this lesson, they decided to stay in as much as possible, ordering meals to be packed and brought to their room to avoid unnecessary exposure and danger.

.....

Meanwhile, Zhan Tian’en had just returned to his family when he received the news of the assassination attempt on Lin Feng.

"It’s started so soon."

"With Illusion and Stand, those two divine-level soul skills together, it shouldn’t be so easy to fall."

"Even collaboration between Apostles and Emperors didn’t succeed; it seems my choice was correct."

Zhan Tian’en thought to himself.

"Do as I’ve instructed."

Zhan Tian’en said.

"Are you really decided?"

Zhan Dong looked at his father, a bit hesitant.

He didn’t understand why his father would place the family’s future hope on Lin Feng’s team. Was it just because of Tianyu?

Lin Feng’s team indeed has nurturing value, but the gift they just presented worth over twenty billion is already enough, isn’t it?

Why invest the full strength of the family?

What if they anger Hong Tao?

They can’t bear the wrath of an Extraordinary Powerhouse.

"Do we have another choice?"

Zhan Tian’en asked blandly.

If they cooperated with Hong Tao, they could keep some wealth. That wealth would ensure the family’s comfort, but with war looming, what meaning does that wealth hold?

Also, he was unwilling.

Unwilling to be slaughtered like this.

"But..."

Zhan Dong wanted to say more, but he was at a loss for words.

Indeed, there was no other choice.

Better to benefit Lin Feng’s team than the robbers.

"Spread the word, tell our people not to resist. Let them do whatever they want, relax their vigilance, quietly, no big movements."

"Sell everything that can be sold, even at a loss, leave nothing, I’ve already told you what things to sell to whom, exchange everything for resources, not just money."

"Exchange everything in the family treasury for Demon Spirits or resources that can enhance strength, handle this matter personally, don’t keep everything together, it’s not safe."

"Time is running out; complete it within three months."

Zhan Tian’en said.

Since the decision was made, he left no way out.

Even if it means angering Hong Tao, it’s just his life on the line.

War is bringing, and he wouldn’t live many good years anyway.

"Go."

Zhan Tian’en waved his hand and said.

"Hmm."

Zhan Dong responded, not asking further.

...

Lin Feng’s team stayed in the hotel room for a whole day and didn’t go out until the second night.

This time the destination was still the Gathering Star Glory Arena.

The ’Might Makes Right’ semi-finals were also held there.

Eight o’clock at night.

Before the competition officially started, the discussions already stirred the scene to a state of unrest.

When Lin Feng’s team appeared on the light curtain, the screams made the scene boil instantly.

Fans expressed their love for Lin Feng’s team with screams.

"This popularity is incredible."

Yu Qiao looked around and said, waving his hand at the audience.

"What does that have to do with you? No one is calling your name."

Yun Tianqi laughed.

"Mind your own business." Yu Qiao said, displeased.

Everyone chatted while sitting in the front row of the participant seats.

"I’m off, take care of yourselves."

Bu Zheng got up after sitting for a while; he had a match and needed to prepare in advance.

"Don’t worry." Lin Feng said.

In this venue tonight, there’s a conservative estimate of fifty Kings present, and the number of Emperors likely exceeds three; no one and no force would dare act in this setting.

Lin Feng knew that the news of him being assassinated hadn’t been reported by the media; after all, it wouldn’t reflect well on the country.

Although the news was blocked, the number of security personnel doubled, and two Kings were right behind them for protection.

"Here he comes."

"Xu Rongguang"

The cheers of the audience rang out, and a slender young man appeared on the light curtain, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, handsome, and with an air of arrogance in his indifferent gaze. He waved to the camera, and the screams rose several pitches.

"A real expert is here."

Lin Feng said.

He recognized this young man, the star of recent news.

Xu Rongguang is not a Glory Player, but his popularity is high, not inferior to Zhang Junhao and Zhao Zhou.

With his popularity, he could easily secure a spot via a popularity vote, but he proudly chose to participate in ’Might Makes Right.’

Next, the light curtain continued to show a series of faces....

"It’s quite pressure-inducing."

Ye Xing sighed.

Even though his strength had reached the Ninth Grade, he lacked the confidence to secure a spot in Might Makes Right facing those showing on the light curtain.

There are 396 entrants in the semi-finals, with two having died yesterday, leaving 394 remaining.

You may question the talent of these 394; after all, many contestants are middle-aged, some even over a hundred years old with graying hair, but you cannot question their strength.

Each of them is a top expert below Kings, with top-notch combat experience and psychological qualities.

Some are just one step away from becoming Kings; they may not be geniuses, or perhaps their accumulation wasn’t enough, or they sustained hidden injuries, but they just need an opportunity to shine brightly.

This King Becoming Plan is their chance to fish leaping over the dragon gate. You can imagine how fierce this competition will be.

It’s definitely not comparable to a popularity vote.

"It’s starting!"

Lin Feng said, as the contestants appeared on stage, among them was Bu Zheng.