Ye Hao opened the eighth-generation system and said to Qianqian, "Qianqian, monitor the calls they make and enable tracking mode."
"Okay, Master." Qianqian operated the eighth-generation system to input data into the phones of the two n who had just taken the money.
Ye Hao's intention was simply to confirm who the ultimate Boss of this force was once again.
A billion might not be much, but it's not a little either. Surely the people of that force would report to their boss, asking how to handle that sum of money.
By then, once they contact their boss, Ye Hao can let the eighth-generation system input data into the hands of their boss.
Though such a move might be shaless, Ye Hao also wanted to know so information about the Peking University campus. Since their boss knows so much about the school situation, there must be so stored on his phone.
Indeed, as soon as they left downstairs, they imdiately made a phone call.
Once the call connected, the caller said, "Brother Zhang, the fight between Yang Zui and Chen Yong at the Martial Arts Club, soone bought a billion on Yang Zui, we accepted it, you see..."
"A billion?" Brother Zhang on the other end asked in surprise.
"Yes, a billion, the card and password are in my hands."
"Very well, you hold on to it, I'll ask." Brother Zhang said and hung up the phone.
At this mont, Ye Hao glanced over at Qian Xiaosheng sitting on the rostrum.
About a minute later, soone walked over to Qian Xiaosheng and whispered a few words in his ear.
Ye Hao wasn't sure what they were saying but confird that the force's people were indeed Qian Xiaosheng. What disappointed Ye Hao a bit was that Qian Xiaosheng was too cautious; his n personally went to find him instead of calling him.
However, the eighth-generation system also knew that the person in Brother Zhang's hand was nad Zhang Qiu, one of Qian Xiaosheng's lackeys. Although not very core, he did see a contact na called Qian Da in that lackey's contact list.
To Ye Hao, perhaps this was indeed Qian Xiaosheng. Ye Hao copied down Qian Xiaosheng's phone number and then acted as if nothing was happening while watching Chen Yong and Yang Zui's fight.
Yang Zui and Chen Yong on the ring were already in a state of intense heat, both fighting quite raggedly.
Yang Zui hadn't used his Palm Technique; he figured fighting Chen Yong didn't require his family's Palm Technique. Staying like this in battle could completely exhaust Chen Yong.
After all, Chen Yong trained in external techniques; his was both internal and external with the support of Inner Breath; he could sustain for longer.
Certainly, so who focus on external techniques have good resistance and endurance. It's just that Chen Yong didn't practice authentic Huaxia external techniques; if Chen Yong trained in the Vajra Indestructible Body, Yang Zui wouldn't dare to drag it out like this. After all, Vajra Indestructible Body is a true treasure of the Huaxia martial world, renowned alongside Tai Chi's mysterious Cultivation Technique!
The more Chen Yong fought, the fiercer he beca. He learned Taekwondo, with moves known for their ferocity, speed, and ruthlessness—quick to subdue the enemy, minimizing his energy loss.
But Yang Zui seed stubbornly competitive; you're fierce, I'm fiercer. If you don't use your trump martial arts, he won't either.
"Bang!"
Another clash, with Yang Zui stepping back a few steps, but firmly rushing forward, his double fists like teors fiercely punching downward.
Watching Yang Zui's fists becoming denser, Chen Yong no longer concealed and suddenly vanished.
Ye Hao exclaid imdiately, "Hermit Skill?"
At the mont Chen Yong disappeared, Qian Xiaosheng slightly frowned; he didn't expect Chen Yong to learn that Jiepeng's thod of using light refraction to enter an invisible state…
When Chen Yong disappeared, Yang Zui sharply swept his gaze around, truly listening intently rather than watching. His feigned serious eye movent aid to lull Chen Yong into complacency.
Suddenly, a footstep sound behind Yang Zui echoed, and Yang Zui raised his hands high like an eagle spreading its wings.
Yang Zui turned hurriedly, his palms brewing two streams of pure Inner Breath, within which two dragons seed to be swimming…
"Awooo..." Yang Zui struck without hesitation…
Just as Yang Zui felt disappointnt, Chen Yong had already moved from that spot after landing.
"Bang!"
This ti, Chen Yong's appearance caught Ye Hao by surprise; he had returned behind Yang Zui again, the speed causing Ye Hao to frown in secret.
Though not as fast as Ye Hao, that speed was definitely unmatched by Yang Zui.
It seed Chen Yong's heritage was strong, too!
Taking the hit, Yang Zui spat a mouthful of blood.
Below, Yang Gou and Wang Kai anxiously shouted, "Ah Zui."
Onstage, Yang Zui wiped his mouth, signaling them not to worry.
Yang Zui turned back, Chen Yong's figure slowly appearing before him.
Yang Zui knew Chen Yong's Invisibility Skill must be quite draining, so he didn't rush to attack, waiting for his breath to regulate first.
Chen Yong also lacked energy to strike Yang Zui again, but he had to persist. If Yang Zui caught his breath, Chen Yong knew he would lose for certain.
He understood that his prior strike only caused Yang Zui to spit blood from anger. Once Yang Zui fully recovered, he'd be a lamb waiting for slaughter.
Yang Zui quickly mobilized Inner Breath to clear his body's blocked ridians.
As Chen Yong approached step by step, Yang Zui smiled suddenly as Chen Yong drew closer.
That smile startled Chen Yong, believing Yang Zui had regained his breath, causing him to retreat quickly.
Seeing Yang Zui stay motionless, Chen Yong realized Yang Zui rely tried to intimidate him earlier.
"Trying to scare ?" Chen Yong closed in on Yang Zui again.
"Scared you back!" Yang Zui taunted ruthlessly, like he didn't mind angering Chen Yong to death.
Chen Yong wasn't provoked; he knew getting angry now would fall into Yang Zui's trap.
"Next, I'll let you experience what it's like to crush the Martial Arts Club beneath my feet!" With that, Chen Yong attacked Yang Zui with the last of his strength.
In a hurry, Yang Zui accelerated the mobilization of Inner Breath, and as Chen Yong's palms neared him, Yang Zui's body suddenly exploded with a powerful aura.
"National Martial Arts tenth section, high stage..." Ye Hao watched this scene, murmuring.
"Breakthrough during a fight? Not bad foundation!" Qian Xiaosheng muttered from the rostrum.
After bursting with powerful aura, Yang Zui laughed loudly, "Ha, Chen Yong, next I'll show you the essence of Huaxia martial arts."
Seeing this, Chen Yong quickly retreated; eyes filled with deep fear. At this mont, any so-called dignity is false—all he'd face was true disgrace if beaten down.
"I concede..."
Chen Yong decisively raised his hands, slightly bowing, posing in a conceding posture...(to be continued. If you like this work, welco to vote for recomndations, monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation. Cellphone readers, please visit m.qidian to read.)
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