Martial Artist Association Headquarters.
As a global martial arts organization, although its headquarters is located in the Star Alliance, it has a certain degree of autonomy.
On the vast square, where one could not see the end at a glance, national flags dominated by those of the Star Alliance fluttered in the breeze.
In the hearts of all martial artists, this place was a Holy Land, the pinnacle of honor!
But today, the atmosphere inside the Martial Artist Association Headquarters was very strange.
Inside the vice-president’s office, Tang Minggao smashed everything he could lay his eyes on, "Hua Wu, it’s you again!"
He was seething with hatred.
Originally, the Tang Family almost had unrestrained control within the Martial Artist Association, but after a martial arts competition, Tang Long had been cleanly and decisively killed!
Not only killed but also framed with the big accusation of being possessed by the Heavenly Demon!
To be honest, even if someone like Tang Long was killed, it wouldn’t matter much. The Tang Family’s influence was deeply intertwined; although the death of Tang Long hurt their capabilities, it hadn’t critically wounded their vitality. They could have just pushed another figure forward. However, being slandered with ties to the Heavenly Demon was infuriating.
In a life-or-death crisis, the Tang faction united wholeheartedly, desperately pulling together to restrain martial artists from their own faction, ready to use the wormhole crisis as leverage in negotiations with the Star Alliance. Initially, they took a tough stance, merely to make fewer concessions later as long as they could preserve their previous power—even if it meant coughing up some benefits, they would recognize it.
But unexpectedly, Hua Wu kept acting, suppressing the Heavenly Demon as easily as slaughtering chickens and dogs.
With no cards left in hand, how were they supposed to continue playing?
"That bastard, I should have used every means possible to kill him back then."
Tang Minggao’s expression was ferocious.
Just then, the office door was violently smashed open, and Tie Zhongtian, like a dark tower of a figure, barged in. Seeing Tang Minggao, he let out a cold, sneering laugh.
"Tie Zhongtian, what are you doing? I am the vice-president!"
Tang Minggao let out a scream like a little girl, looking aggressive yet vulnerable.
"Vice-president? You are not anymore."
Yang Kaisan walked in after and looked at Tang Minggao with pity, "According to the high-level executive council meeting urgently convened early this morning, through a series of appointments, you have been dismissed and are also facing charges under 56 articles. However, our newly appointed president has decided, in a show of mercy, to let you redeem yourself by offering your life to science under the supervision of Doctor Su Yixin..."
"You are so cruel! New president? Who is it?"
Tang Minggao suddenly thought of the horrific fates of those in human experimentation, his legs trembling, and upon hearing a new term, he immediately asked.
"You will find out soon."
Tie Zhongtian picked up Tang Minggao as if he were picking up a small chick, and walked out of the office.
Besides Tang Minggao, many more direct descendants of the Tang Family were being escorted out.
Occasionally, there were roars, making the ceiling tremble slightly—those were martial artists desperately unleashing their Qi-Blood.
But soon, these sounds all vanished, obviously suppressed down, without even a gunshot heard.
Although Tang Minggao was not skilled in martial arts, his eyes were sharp, and he instantly realized that a major purge was taking place!
Even a supreme martial artist had eliminated all the loyal martial artists of the Tang Family.
It could be said, after today, the Tang Family’s power and influence within the Martial Artist Association had been utterly uprooted.
"Sun Hu’an, Guo Bufan, Wu Kun... you have been possessed by the Heart Demon and need to go to the research institute for coordinated treatment."
Beside a passageway, several Martial Artists with blood-stained clothes and a wilting demeanor were being escorted out, the one making noise turned out to be Zhong Shenxiu!
"Is it you!?" Tang Minggao’s eyes were filled with bloodshot, "I hate you so much..."
These Martial Artists were the last bit of strength of the Tang Family, now all was lost.
Zhong Shenxiu, with hands clasped behind his back, added, "By the way, I’m the new Chairman."
"Impossible!" Tang Minggao screamed, "Yang Kaisan’s people couldn’t possibly get the resolution passed."
At this statement, even Yang Kaisan had to lower his head.
For what his opponent said was correct, relying on the strength of social circles was enough for self-preservation, but pushing someone to the position of Chairman of the Martial Artist Association was akin to dreaming, the social circle at most could only be considered as a small faction within the association.
But today, the scenario in the highest council resolution had immensely shocked Yang Kaisan and his group.
Inside the Martial Artist Association, though the Tang Family had immense power, there were still many other factions, and in today’s highest council, these typically conflicting factions astonishingly united and the motion to elect Hua Wu as the Chairman was passed.
This was not the same as Tang Long’s honorary chairman, a mere figurehead; the Chairman of the Martial Artist Association, in terms of status and position, was absolutely not lesser than the leader of a medium-sized country.
That’s why the position had been vacant previously, and even Tang Long could only serve as an honorary chairman.
Yet now, Zhong Shenxiu had achieved this position!
Of course, this was the result of his superb persuasive skills.
In any case, overnight, he had visited all the wealthy elite, and after a series of friendly and harmonious interactions, he had completely converged their opinions.
He wasn’t worried about their change of mind either.
Regardless of how high their defense was, not only was it undefendable against the White Bone Yaksha Yin God, but also, through the visits last night, he had obtained their hair, blood, and other mediums for curses.
Next, no matter where they hid, as long as he used the Nightmare Victorious Technique, he could easily curse them to death.
For a practitioner, dealing with a few ordinary people was really that simple!
Then there was Su Yixin, the prominent scientist of the Star Alliance, who since the last Martial Arts competition, had hooked up with Zhong Shenxiu.
Representing his scientific faction, seeing the potential of True Qi, he too did not hesitate to abandon the Tang Family.
Saying abandonment was also not quite right; he wasn’t their vassal, just had some previous cooperation.
Zhong Shenxiu then decided, just follow the method Tang Minggao previously prepared to deal with him, and let the Tang Family’s people devote themselves to science.
By the time the numerous prison carts drove away, the Martial Artist Association Headquarters became much emptier.
Inside the Chairman’s office,
Bai Yu, timidly holding documents, made a report to Zhong Shenxiu.
She really couldn’t imagine that in just less than a year, this somewhat naive young man had not only become a Martial Artist but also seized absolute power of the Martial Artist Association.
With it, her position as a personal secretary rocketed to being the Chief Secretary of the Chairman, a rise truly like soaring to the heavens.
"Although there was compromise and help from various factions, the truth is, we have too few people, too few..."
Zhong Shenxiu waved his hand, "Handle the other miscellaneous issues among yourselves. Regarding the elimination of the wormholes, all Martial Artists must work together. From myself below, no one has the privilege to escape... Besides, have Martial Artists come to the headquarters in batches, I want to teach them True Qi Martial Arts!"
"Yes!" Bai Yu adjusted her glasses and left.
Zhong Shenxiu, looking at the luxurious office, suddenly felt immensely bored: "This world... I’ve almost reached the end, I still have to keep showing off, earning more Heavenly Show Points is the way to go... Ah, never would have I imagined that even after conquering a world, I still have to obediently go back to work!"
He estimated that he could stay in this world for at most another ten years, then he had to return.
His true self, fasting and breathing minimally for ten days, could survive, but the holiday Feng Xixi gave was not quite enough...