Bang!

The sound of breaking wine bottles suddenly sounded in the VIP box.

However this is just the beginning.

A series of shattering sounds exploded in the box, causing the bodyguards outside to subconsciously rush in, fearing that something bad might happen to the owner of the box.

"Get out!"

Compared to when he came in, Richard, who was much more disheveled, ripped open the tie on his chest and several shirt buttons. While yelling at his bodyguard, he smashed it on the ground again in anger.

A bottle of expensive red wine.

Snapped!

Accompanied by the strong aroma of wine, a large amount of dark red liquid with fragments soaked the bricks on the ground.

When the bodyguard saw this, he just bowed and left.

However, compared to the original respectfulness, the way he looked at Richard from the corner of his eye now looked a little more perfunctory.

Obviously, he was also very aware of the situation of the person in front of him.

If this is the case for outsiders, how could Richard, the person involved, not know it himself?

His plan is over, and his status is no longer guaranteed.

Thinking of the next scene when he faced Guman, he couldn't help but feel frightened.

It’s just that this shouldn’t be like this!

I have paid so much, and I have obviously done everything I can to be foolproof, so why did I fail!

That's a majestic seventh-level warrior!

Even if it’s the seventh level by taking a shortcut, it’s still the seventh level!

How could he be defeated by the sixth-level Chen Jing?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it even to death.

Why?

Why is it Chen Jing?

Why did such a young man in his twenties exceed his expectations time and time again?

Did this guy start practicing Falun Gong since he was born?

Why is it so powerful?

Richard was very puzzled.

He didn't think that his plan went wrong. If he wanted to blame it, it would be Chen Jing who was so unreasonable.

right!

And that idiot trash Pedro!

None of this is my fault.

Anyone else, even Guman sitting in his position, would have had the same result.

But so what?

Richard reluctantly fell down on the sofa, inserted his hands into the back of his head, and buried his head deeply under his knees.

As Guman's confidant, he knows very well what the former will do to those who fail to live up to his expectations.

Everything will be taken away.

The results of decades of hard work will no longer exist.

You will be useless.

Unwilling.

Extremely unwilling.

Richard's eyes were full of madness.

He didn't want to do this.

But the facts forced him to this point, and he had to think about himself.

Pick up the phone and dial the number deep in your mind.

After a seemingly long but actually short beep, the call was finally connected.

Before Richard could make a sound like he was grasping for a life-saving straw, a young male voice on the other end of the phone, showing nobility and elegance in his words, first sounded:

"Richard, I'm glad you made this call in time. If it had been any later, I wouldn't have been the one to receive you."

A slight hesitation flashed across Richard's face, but he quickly calmed down and said:

"I've made my decision. So, the treatment you provide remains unchanged?"

"Of course! As long as you give it your all."

"Okay! I."

The call continued, and in the messy box, Richard quickly made a choice.

"Have Alexander and the others started to take action?"

In the dark castle, a mysterious and charming female voice like a nightingale suddenly sounded.

"Yes, they have contacted Guman's assistants."

Another obviously older male voice said respectfully.

“I really can’t wait!”

There is a cynical freeness in the woman's voice, and a heart-wrenching temptation like a succubus. Combined together, even if you have not witnessed her true appearance, you can't help but feel the urge to admire her.

The old man waiting on the side was really like a dead tree, and asked without a trace of emotion on his face:

"Should we also take action?"

"Not urgent."

The crisp click of high heels echoed on the dark, damp floor.

The subtle flickering of candlelight could only illuminate the fleeting purple floor-length skirt.

"There is an old saying in the Xia Kingdom that the mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole follows. This time, let's be patient and be like the oriole."

While he was talking, a slender and delicate palm as white as an onion was placed in front of the candlelight.

Under the shining yellow flames, a ring engraved with the Augusto clan pattern was particularly conspicuous.

The five preliminary rounds of the Global Martial Arts Competition have ended.

Under the great waves, only fifty people were left to participate in the next semi-finals.

On the Xia side, in addition to Chen Jing, there are also five people from Qin Ji, Gao Tu, Dou Hongyi and another named Sun Yanwu who have entered the semi-finals. They are the countries with the largest number of people entering the semi-finals in the world.

It’s no secret that he was considered the favorite to win the championship before the game.

The semi-finals were not held in Gaul, but in a rather remote place in the east of Xizhou.

It is said that this is because the format of the semi-finals is very different from the preliminary round.

Chen Jing doesn't know the details yet, but after all, it's just soldiers coming to cover up the water and the earth.

Therefore, after dealing with the scrutiny of his teammates headed by Dou Hongyi who wanted to do anatomy research, he rested comfortably for two days.

The day before departure, their group was officially invited to attend the official banquet of the global martial arts competition.

The main objects of the banquet are all the players participating in this global competition.

Not only those of them who were confirmed to participate in the semi-finals, but also the players who had been eliminated before were also invited.

It can be said that this is a gathering of geniuses that attracts the young generation from all over the world. It is no longer just an ordinary banquet, it can be said to be a platform for martial arts exchanges among young geniuses from all over the world.

In the past, this was simply impossible to achieve.

Only through a global martial arts competition can these people be brought together.

Chen Jing is naturally very interested in this.

Although his strength can be said to be the highest among all geniuses, the young geniuses who can become the best in each country all have their own unique understanding of martial arts.

You are not God, and you cannot be omniscient or omnipotent.

Therefore, learning from and absorbing the strengths of thousands of families will definitely be of great help to your own martial arts.

When Chen Jing and his party entered the banquet in formal attire, it was already bustling inside.

However, their arrival quickly became the focus of everyone at the scene.

To be exact, most of the focus is on Chen Jing alone.

After all, this person is the first person to defeat the seventh level with the sixth level.
To be continued...