The night was already deep, and the hotel was quiet.
Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared.
The shadow moved incredibly fast, almost like a blur, and arrived in front of a room door.
He listened carefully, hearing nothing from inside, and a chilling smile appeared on his face.
His palm pressed against the door, and after a mont, the lock clicked open.
The shadow slipped into the room.
Inside the room, two enchanting figures were fast asleep.
The shadow's pupils were blood-red. Looking at those enticing bodies, a cold smile appeared on his face.
His footsteps made almost no sound as he silently approached Li ngli's bed.
"Tsk tsk, what exquisite blood, seems like I'm in luck today!" The shadow extended his blood-red tongue, opening his mouth to bite Li ngli's neck.
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, Poke felt his teeth bite into sothing hard.
"Damn, why is this beauty's neck so hard?"
Lifting his head, he realized that Li ngli had stuffed a black, ominous-looking gun into his mouth.
Poke's face changed, and he hurriedly raised his hands.
Even though he was a vampire, getting his head shot would still kill him.
Li ngli snorted coldly, "Filthy vampire, trying to suck my blood, you're courting death."
At this mont, Alice appeared behind Poke, kicking him in the knee.
With a thud, Poke's legs bent, and he knelt on the ground.
Lin Chen flashed in from the window, smiling, "Ladies, how do you plan to deal with this vampire?"
Li ngli and Alice exchanged a glance, their lips curling into a mischievous smile.
The next day, at the island hotel, a man wearing only briefs was tied up like a mummy and hung on the lightning rod.
The man's body had several blood-red characters written on it: "I am a vampire, I am a big pervert."
Instantly, the whole hotel was in an uproar.
The hotel was full of martial artists here for the trial, and no one expected such a spectacle before it even started.
In no ti, Poke beca an instant celebrity, with videos and photos of him hanging on the lightning rod shaking back and forth, flooding the World Martial Arts Alliance forum.
Inside a presidential suite in the hotel, a man in a tailcoat had an extrely unpleasant expression.
"Poke, tell what happened? You've completely disgraced the Bruch family." A middle-aged man slapped Poke's face, his tone furious.
"Sir Dawson, I didn't expect those Chinese to be so cunning, and that's how I fell into their trap. I won't let them off. Once we're on Death Island, I'll drain their blood to redeem our Bruch family's honor," Poke cursed venomously.
"Chinese martial artists, daring to insult our Bruch family, I'll make you pay with your blood," Dawson said coldly.
On a cliff by the sea, Lin Chen, Zhang Yu, and Li ngli stood proudly against the sea breeze.
Zhang Sanfeng looked at the blue sea, taking a deep breath.
"Lin Chen, Zhang Yu, Li ngli, you're the most promising young disciples of Chinese martial arts. This ti, you represent Chinese martial arts in the Death Island trial. Your outco will affect the future of Chinese martial arts. I don't want to demand anything from you, but I have one request: I hope the three of you can return safely from Death Island."
Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, Lin Chen and the others were stunned.
They'd initially thought Zhang Sanfeng would expect them to achieve sothing, but never dread that his only request would be for them to return alive.
Zhang Sanfeng looked at the three, his gaze serious: "Our alliance this ti is with the Pantheon, but we face more enemies, including martial arts organizations from Asia. The Island Nation and the Stick Nation have already sided with M country's X Group according to our intelligence. You face a very severe challenge."
Lin Chen and the others exchanged looks, understanding that entering Death Island ant facing the pursuit of almost all martial arts forces besides the Pantheon, the danger of which was self-evident.
"According to the rules, only martial artists under 30 can enter that Death Island. I can only send you this far, the rest of the road you must walk yourselves. Lin Chen will be in command for this mission. Although facing formidable foes, I hope you won't disgrace Chinese martial arts."
In the eyes of Lin Chen and his group, a strong fighting spirit flickered, with almost no trace of fear.
Seeing their determined expressions, Zhang Sanfeng nodded, a smile surfacing on his face: "It's getting late, you should set off. I'll wait for your victorious return."
Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, Lin Chen and the others were visibly excited, each saluting Zhang Sanfeng before leaping off the cliff onto a waiting ferry.
The ferry set sail mightily towards Death Island.
On the way there, the ferry was full. When it returned, who knows how many would make it back safely.
The entire ferry was filled with young martial artists, all of whom were the elite of Earth's younger generation.
This was a competition of Earth's future martial arts elite, with those who had erged worldwide gathered on this boat.
Death Island, located near the Bermuda Triangle in the North Atlantic, has always been a very mysterious area.
In this sea region, nurous unexplainable phenona according to modern scientific thods frequently occur, becoming synonymous with those mysterious, incomprehensible disappearances.
And Death Island is located in this mysterious Devil's Triangle.
The ship sailed for a day and night before finally stopping at a port.
This island is nad Devil Island, where all the martial artists will enter.
When all the contestants disembarked, Lin Chen looked at the martial artists of various skin colors, secretly marveling at the grandeur of this martial arts convention.
Through his senses, Lin Chen discovered that the strength of these young martial artists was all above the Demigod Realm, and they exuded a strong aura.
Lin Chen and the others walked towards Devil Island, discovering that there was no vegetation here, the entire island was made of dark rocks. Combined with the overcast sky, it made one feel sowhat depressed.
Setting foot on the island, Lin Chen felt sothing unusual about this sea area. Not far away, a group of dark buildings perched atop the island.
There was where all the contestants would rest today. After tonight, they would enter the trial ground, Death Island.
"Alice, the six of us shouldn't split up after entering the city, be careful. Although the trial hasn't started, we must also prevent so from making moves prematurely," Lin Chen said in a low voice.
"Are those people martial artists from China? They don't look like much!"
"I heard that China hogged the rewards of the dinsion war and sided with the Pantheon, so many national teams are targeting them this ti."
"This ti there will be a good show to watch. If the Chinese martial artists perish on Death Island, they won't be part of the Five Alliances anymore."
Hearing the whispers around him, Lin Chen's lips curled into a cold smile: "Thinking of kicking Chinese martial arts out, your plans are too simplistic."
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