136: Chapter 136 Poisoning, a high-profile move, let's fight anyone who dares to challenge us!
After completing the mission here, Lin Yuan returned to the Southern Theater Command with Yu Zhenguang.
After staying at his post for two days, the official military rank appointment finally came down. Lin Yuan’s status officially became that of a Special Sergeant Major, also known as the Special Soldier King.
These past few days, Lin Yuan had checked the military website many times, but there was indeed no mention of any place erupting with a beast tide. It seemed he could only wait for an opportunity to enter the Black Abyss.
Status is extremely important within the Black Abyss. If he tried to force his way in alone, not to mention that with his current strength he wouldn't even be able to get in.
Even if he did manage to enter, he would be targeted by everyone. After all, cultivation resources are limited, and all nations are scrambling for them. If anyone could come and take a piece of the pie, wouldn't the world descend into chaos?
Therefore, the Black Abyss has its own rules, and he currently did not possess the strength to disregard those rules.
...While Lin Yuan was waiting for the Great Xia Genius Competition to begin, the Mercenary Guild received news from the Void Rift.
When the military was clearing the battlefield, they discovered three individuals whose deaths were peculiar. The military truthfully submitted the on-site investigation findings, along with various graphic and textual materials, to the Mercenary Guild.
Chen Haobei was completely stunned at the time. What was going on? Internal conflict? Even if it was an internal conflict with that person from the Reincarnation Cult, how could two members of his Mercenary Guild end up killing each other?
"Chairman, could it be that they fell for some illusionary technique, causing them to lose track of friend and foe? Sir, do you think an expert from the military did this?" Minister Luan guessed from the side.
"Even if the military did this, we have no proof. It seems we need to find another opportunity to kill this Lin Yuan," Chen Haobei frowned.
"Oh, right, the Great Xia Genius Competition is in a few days. This Lin Yuan might be arranged by the military to participate. Why don't we find an opportunity to take him out directly then!" Minister Luan made a throat-slitting gesture.
"Yes, this is the only chance. We must plan this carefully," Chen Haobei said solemnly.
Just as the two were plotting, a young man walked in carrying a tray with two cups of wine.
"Ah Guang, you're here."
Chen Haobei immediately showed a kind expression upon seeing the young man who entered. The newcomer was none other than his eldest son, Chen Guang.
Chen Haobei originally favored his younger son, Chen Xing, but after Chen Xing was gone, Chen Guang seemed to stop being so rebellious and instead became increasingly filial...
"Dad, have you finished talking with Uncle Luan? Have some drinks to relax."
Chen Guang handed the two cups of brown liquid to the two men.
"Good, Ah Guang, you are thoughtful," Chen Haobei nodded with a smile.
"Nephew Ah Guang, you are truly sensible and steady in your actions. Chairman Chen, you truly have a successor now!" Minister Luan quickly flattered him while raising his wine cup.
"Haha... This child Ah Guang learned bartending from outside recently, and it’s really good. Old Luan, you should try some quickly too!" Chen Haobei laughed heartily, raised his cup, and downed a large gulp, savoring the taste.
Minister Luan, hearing this, also quickly took a big gulp. "Ha... Good wine! Nephew Ah Guang, your mixing is truly excellent. In the future, when Uncle Luan is free, I'll have to ask you for a drink!"
"Uncle Luan, you are too kind. It's just some simple drinks. As long as you like it, I have plenty!" Chen Guang curled his lips, his eyes holding a smile.
"Chairman Chen, then I won't bother you any longer. I'll head back now."
Minister Luan left Chen Haobei's room looking somewhat dejected. Seeing Chen Guang reminded him of his own son who was slain by Lin Yuan...
After returning to his room, Chen Guang hid in the bathroom, turned on the faucet, took out a cell phone from his storage ring, and dialed a number.
"Master, Chen Haobei and the others plan to make a move against you during the Great Xia Genius Competition. You must be careful, but they have already been poisoned by me..."
...Time quickly passed until the opening day of the Great Xia Genius Competition. Lin Yuan, alone, took the registration card issued by the military and headed to the competition venue in Jiangcheng.
Upon arriving in Jiangcheng, Lin Yuan rushed to the competition site without stopping.
This place was a park specifically established by the Martial Alliance to host large-scale competitions, containing multiple functional areas such as training grounds, hotels, and entertainment facilities.
When Lin Yuan arrived at the park entrance, many people were continuously entering, including not only contestants but also many invited spectators.
This competition was less like a Genius Competition and more like a Grandmaster Genius Competition. For geniuses under 35 years old to reach such a grand event, being a Grandmaster was the absolute minimum threshold.
This grand event naturally became the focus of attention from all sides, and those invited to watch were certainly not ordinary people.
Lin Yuan arrived at the entrance and found a security guard standing there. Judging by his attire, he was a mercenary. It seemed the security for this competition was handled by the Mercenary Guild.
Lin Yuan couldn't help but shake his head. "How can these trash be everywhere? I hope they can just behave themselves."
If nothing unexpected happened, something unexpected was bound to happen...
Lin Yuan swiped his registration card on the machine at the entrance. The machine beeped, and the barrier at the entrance opened.
But just as Lin Yuan was about to enter, he was stopped by the burly mercenary who stretched out his hand.
"Kid, you can't come in. Get lost!" the burly mercenary said arrogantly.
"You had better watch your tone! Why can't I enter?" Lin Yuan asked, suppressing his anger. After all, this was a competition officially hosted by the government, so Lin Yuan didn't want to be too high-profile.
The man in black pointed to the screen beside the entrance, which displayed Lin Yuan's information:
Name: Lin Yuan
Age: 19
Martial Path: Seventh Order initial stage
Status: Military Special Soldier King
"What kind of joke are you playing with me? A 19-year-old Grandmaster? And a Special Soldier King? If you're going to fake it, at least make it believable! You think you can get in with such fake information?" The burly mercenary immediately reached out, intending to drive Lin Yuan away.
"I forged it? Don't you verify the authenticity of the registration card?" Lin Yuan immediately became annoyed. There were always these kinds of people who looked down on others, naturally assuming everyone else was an idiot.
"Verify your mother! How can a little brat like you have Grandmaster cultivation? If you don't scram now..."
Slap!!
Before the burly mercenary could finish speaking, he felt a sharp pain on his right cheek. His cheek instantly swelled up, and he was sent flying directly toward the wall beside him.
Boom!!
The burly mercenary's body slammed violently against the wall, falling to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Lin Yuan originally didn't want to be high-profile, but damn it, this mercenary was truly asking for a beating. He simply couldn't tolerate it anymore.
"You dare hit me?!" The burly mercenary struggled to get up, continuing to curse.
Lin Yuan's face darkened further. He instantly appeared in front of the burly mercenary, grabbed his arm, and twisted it violently.
Crack, crack!
"Ah!!"
Lin Yuan twisted his arm into a pretzel. The spiritual power the burly mercenary was about to unleash instantly dissipated, and he let out a piercing scream.
Lin Yuan stopped suppressing himself. So what if he was high-profile? With his current strength, he truly had nothing to fear. Since he had nothing to fear, there was no need to remain low-profile anymore.
With his foundational combat power at the Ninth Order initial stage, his explosive combat power could even crush a Ninth Order peak expert. Without a Martial God appearing, what did he have to fear?
Being low-profile would only invite more idiots to cause trouble for him. It was better to strike hard once and avoid a hundred troubles later.
Starting today, he, Lin Yuan, would be high-profile. Whoever disagreed would get crushed. Since he had come to the High Martial World, wasn't the purpose of his hard training to one day act as he pleased?
"If you keep talking trash, I'll twist off all five of your limbs! Now, do you think I forged the registration card?" Lin Yuan asked coldly.
This burly mercenary had the strength of a Sixth Order middle stage. After all, this was a Grandmaster gathering; security forces being too weak would be both ineffective and cheapen the event.
"No, no, absolutely not! Please let me go!" The burly mercenary gasped in pain repeatedly.
Lin Yuan felt he had taught him enough of a lesson, so he let go. However, the burly mercenary actually jumped up, triggered the alarm at the entrance, and immediately a squad of mercenaries rushed out from inside.
Seeing this, Lin Yuan was so angry he almost laughed. His eyes immediately narrowed.
"Good, good, good, you want to play like this, huh? Then today I will play with you properly—the kind where you can't refuse to play!!"