Chapter 332: Chapter 331: The Martial Arts Association Has This Kind of Genius? (Please Subscribe)
"Brother Chen, if you have any other questions, feel free to ask. If I know the answer, I’ll tell you everything I know."
Yuan Yang said with a warm smile.
He looked Chen Fan up and down, his curiosity growing stronger.
Which Awakened Association does this Brother Chen belong to?
But among the many Awakened Associations, he hadn’t heard of any B-level or above Awakener whose weapon is a bow and arrow?
Could he be a C-level Awakener?
Got to go back and check.
"No more questions for now. If I have any in the future, I’ll call you, Brother Yuan."
"Sure, sure."
Yuan Yang nodded repeatedly, glanced around, and said, "Since that’s the case, we won’t disturb you any longer. If you have any questions in the future, feel free to contact us."
"Alright, then let’s part ways here."
"Let’s part ways."
The two exchanged a smile.
"Let’s go."
Yuan Yang glanced at the people behind him and started walking away.
Since there were no Elite-level Fierce Beasts here, they had no reason to stay.
People couldn’t help but glance at Chen Fan before hurriedly following Yuan Yang.
After leaving the city, someone couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity, "Uncle Yuan, who exactly is that person?"
"Yeah, Uncle Yuan, where is he really from? Is it close to here?"
"I don’t really know either."
Yuan Yang shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I just know his surname is Chen and he gave me his phone number. Apart from that, I know nothing else."
To put it bluntly, he felt that the surname given might even be fake...
"A phone number? Uncle Yuan, can we take a look?"
A few people crowded over.
"Alright, but don’t use it to call him for no reason, okay?" Yuan Yang warned.
Given the other party’s strength, he was certainly stronger.
Calling recklessly might bring trouble.
"It’s a phone number."
"So this is that person’s contact?"
"Hmm? Why does this number look a lot like a Martial Arts Association phone number?" someone suddenly said.
"What!"
Everyone was stunned.
"Xiao Hai, you mean it’s a Martial Arts Association phone number?"
Yuan Yang was shocked.
"Yes."
The young man called Xiao Hai scratched his head and said hesitantly but confidently, "The first four digits are Martial Arts Association contact numbers, and it looks like this should be a Jiangnan Sub-district Martial Arts Association number."
"Hiss."
Everyone gasped audibly.
Zhao Hai even mentioned "Jiangnan Sub-district," so he was probably right.
So, the person surnamed Chen might not be an Awakener but a Martial Artist?
A Martial Artist capable of single-handedly killing a Commander-level Fierce Beast?
It’s hard for everyone to accept, including Yuan Yang.
It’s not that Martial Artists matching Commander-level Fierce Beasts don’t exist, but they are extremely rare, and most are leaders in associations.
Take the Jiangnan Sub-district Martial Arts Association, for example. The president Shi Tao is definitely one, with his Five-Thunder Transformation Hand reaching perfection, neutralizing most attacks, including most Awakeners’ superpowers.
Others exist but total no more than three.
Chen, never heard that the Jiangnan Sub-district Martial Arts Association has such a person?
"Right, I could make a call and find out, couldn’t I?"
An idea flashed in Yuan Yang’s mind.
If he didn’t find out, he’d be restless.
He quickly dialed a number.
"Hello?"
A woman’s voice answered, "Yuan Yang, aren’t you out leading a group? Did you encounter danger?"
"No, President," Yuan Yang laughed. "Something happened on the way. I would like to ask you to help me check on someone."
"Help you check on someone?"
Wu Yu frowned, "Go on, who is it?"
"A Martial Artist in the Jiangnan Sub-district Martial Arts Association, uses a bow and arrow, surname Chen." Yuan Yang rattled off all the information he knew and added that it was super urgent.
Wu Yu frowned at checking on a Martial Artist?
And it’s super urgent?
But, one, her relationship with Yuan Yang wasn’t bad, and two, it’s just checking on a Martial Artist. Even the whole Jiangnan Sub-district Martial Arts Association’s information could be easily accessed.
So she didn’t ask much and quickly sent out a message.
She soon received a reply.
"Got it."
Wu Yu looked at the screen showing Chen Fan’s profile, "There is a Martial Artist surnamed Chen, called Chen Fan, uses a bow and arrow, Martial Realm, Meridian Refining Realm, what’s wrong?"
"Chen Fan?"
Yuan Yang was stunned.
Really surnamed Chen? Not lying?
But something’s wrong?
A Martial Artist who can single-handedly kill a Commander-level Fierce Beast is only in the Meridian Refining Realm?
Is that possible?
"President, can you check if there are others in their association who use bows and arrows as weapons?"
"Others who use bows and arrows?" Wu Yu frowned and checked, then shook her head, "No, there’s only this one."
"Only this one?"
Yuan Yang murmured, "It can’t be? Is he from another Martial Arts Association? The numbers don’t match, and the surname is the same, strange."
"Yuan Yang, what’s going on? What are you looking for?"
Wu Yu asked.
"President, here’s what happened."
Yuan Yang described the entire incident without reservation.
When hearing that Chen Fan took out the head of the Furious Barbaric Bull King, the Vice President of White Cloud City Awakened Association showed shock.
"You mean, the person who killed the Furious Barbaric Bull King is this Chen Fan right in front of me?"
"President, I, I’m not sure."
Yuan Yang smiled wryly.
"The other details fit, but the Martial Realm is too unbelievable.
General Meridian Refining Realm Martial Artists struggle with Elite-level Fierce Beasts. If they encounter the top-tier Elite-level, they can only run.
To possess the strength to kill a Commander-level Fierce Beast, the realm must be at least True Essence Realm, possibly the second or third realm of True Essence.
So, how could someone who kills a Commander-level Fierce Beast be just in the Meridian Refining Realm? The aura he emitted wasn’t what a Meridian Refining Martial Artist should have."
Yuan Yang was puzzled.
Wu Yu’s nimble fingers lightly tapped the table, "Could it be that he actually is a True Essence Realm Martial Artist, but his profile shows Meridian Refining Realm?"
"Huh?"
Yuan Yang was speechless.
"Is that possible?"
"Why not."
Wu Yu calmly said, "Their association has assessments for Martial Artists. Only after passing the assessments does the profile’s realm get updated. This Chen Fan must’ve been a True Essence Realm Martial Artist for a while but hasn’t taken the assessment."
"The President makes sense. No wonder I’ve never heard of such a person in the Jiangnan Sub-district."
Yuan Yang nodded, took a deep breath, "Unbelievable, President, I heard you say this Brother Chen is only seventeen, right? Already a True Essence Realm Martial Artist, similar to Ling Yu?"
"Yes, I heard Ling Yu is also a martial genius with natural eight meridians connected, struggling with meridian opening at the Meridian Refining Realm, while he has already formed the Elixir Field and Sea of Qi, stepping into the True Essence Realm. However,"
Wu Yu changed her tone, "If the masked person you described is really him, he might be stronger than Ling Yu."
"Right."
Yuan Yang agreed.
Ling Yu was known for his strength, but never heard of him killing a Commander-level Fierce Beast solo.
Chen Fan did.
Yuan Yang personally saw it.
"President, it seems that soon the Jiangnan Sub-district Martial Arts Association will have another Shi Tao."
He said complexly.
In recent years, relations between Awakened Associations and Martial Arts Associations became tenser, especially the Jiangnan Sub-district Martial Arts Association, known for its ’thorniness’.
"Indeed, it’s good for Yan Country too. We must recognize the value of the Martial Arts path."
"Yes."
Yuan Yang nodded.
"President, I’ll take them to other ruins to check out. I’ll brief you in detail when I return."
"Okay."
The call ended.
Yuan Yang breathed deeply.
"Uncle Yuan, how was it? Is he really from the Jiangnan Sub-district Martial Arts Association?"
"Is he really a Martial Artist?"
"Not an Awakener?"
The young people asked eagerly.
"Yes, he’s from the Jiangnan Sub-district Martial Arts Association."
Yuan Yang smiled and nodded, "I won’t disclose the name, but guess his age?"
"Guess his age?"
"Sounds like thirty?"
"Thirty and that strong, at least thirty-five!"
"Forty maybe?"
"Forty?"
Yuan Yang glanced at the person showing four fingers, "His age is close to most of yours, seventeen, not yet eighteen."
"What!"
Everyone was shocked.
Seventeen?
Seventeen and able to solo kill a Commander-level Fierce Beast?
A joke!
Hundreds of miles away in a medium-sized city, White Cloud City.
In her office, Wu Yu looked at the portrait on the computer screen, showing immense curiosity.
Could there truly be such a genius?
Or did Yuan Yang make a mistake?
She wasn’t familiar with President Shi Tao, but had a connection with Vice President Chang Fei.
Considering this, it’s better to call and inquire.