Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1314 Be a Little More Ruthless

Lin Feng continued to eat and drink leisurely.

In the entire hall, he was the only one who could still eat and drink.

The break between the martial arts matches was a bit long, so Lin Feng threw down his chopsticks and beckoned to Hojo Nobunari.

"Sigh, I want to challenge you. Where are your martial artists?"

Hojo Nobunari turned to look at him.

"Uh... General Mu, our warriors have already begun their challenge, you'll have to wait for the next round."

Lin Feng frowned: "What? What do you mean by 'next round'?"

"In the first round, we, the Great Harmony Warriors, will take the lead in the challenge. After that, it will be your turn, the Great Righteous Warriors, to initiate the challenge."

Lin Feng glanced around.

"After one round, is there any need to play again? Is there anyone left to play?"

"General Mu, rest assured, someone will always emerge victorious. Go and rest, and then we will proceed with the second round of the competition."

Lin Feng clicked his tongue and said, "What a dirty trick! It was so ugly."

No one paid him any attention. Although they didn't quite understand what he was saying, they got the gist of it.

Seeing that no one responded, Miao Changfeng asked.

"Muchuan, are you dissatisfied with the trial program?"

Lin Feng gave him a bitter look.

"Prime Minister, what good will it do if we're not satisfied?"

Miao Changfeng said with a stern face, "If there is any injustice, we can stop the competition and void all the written agreements."

Since the Prime Minister Taisho has spoken, Hojo Nobunari cannot ignore it.

“Your Excellency, if there are any objections, we can discuss them after the competition. After all, cheating is not allowed in the arena, and everyone is watching.”

After saying that, before Miao Changfeng could refute, he quickly turned to look at the middle-aged man.

"Master Shimazu, would you please step forward and demonstrate your skills, so that Master Taisho can see the prowess of our martial arts masters?"

Master Shimazu frowned and pondered.

Are there any more people willing to compete?

Hojo Nobunari pointed at Lin Feng: "This is General Mu from the Taisho Peace Negotiation Team. You can have a go with him."

Master Shimazu did not look at Lin Feng again, but turned his head to look at the entrance of the hall.

"Only one left?"

"No, there are three more."

"Call them in and take a look."

Hojo Nobunari turned around in confusion and gestured to the civil servant at the door to hurry up and call for help.

Then he leaned close to Master Shimazu again and whispered in his ear.

"Master, this Muchuan is the primary target for elimination, what do you think..."

Master Shimazu muttered, "They didn't pay enough."

Hojo Nobunari stared in astonishment.

"Huh? What...does that mean?"

"Literal meaning."

"Master, please name your price."

"Hmm...three times the previous price."

Hojo Nobunari fell silent. To get this master to help, Tokugawa Iehira had already paid a hefty price to agree to his request.

Triple it again?

I'm afraid Tokugawa Iehira would have gone bankrupt.

Hojo Nobunari rolled his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Lin Feng, who was eating and drinking. He knew in his heart that this man was no ordinary person.

Could it be...?

"Master, what do you think this person is...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Master Shimazu nodded slightly.

Hojo Nobunari gasped in shock. Everything was under their control. If they wanted to kill these military leaders, it would be as easy as turning their hands.

What exactly is this Muchuan up to?

Hojo Nobunari's face turned pale, and he was completely flustered and at a loss.

A person who is usually full of clever ideas suddenly felt powerless when facing a cultivator.

Lin Feng had overheard his entire conversation with Master Daozuo and knew that his identity as a cultivator had been exposed.

Although he doesn't give off any aura of a cultivator in front of ordinary people, he can't hide the signs of true energy circulating in his body when facing fellow cultivators.

Because during daily practice, the circulation of true qi has become a natural movement, requiring no conscious control and operating freely on its own.

Even if you deliberately suppress the movement of true qi within your body, other cultivators will still detect the clues from the qi of your body.

In short, when facing cultivators at such close range, it's impossible to hide one's abilities.

Hojo Nobunari had no choice but to grit his teeth and say.

"Master, just as you said, the price should be tripled."

His idea was simple: if he could kill Lin Feng, he wouldn't have to worry about the rest of the people. He could then demand an exorbitant amount of money from Dazheng to make up for his losses.

These reclusive masters were not detached from worldly affairs or free from worldly desires.

They also have families and need more gold and silver to maintain their family's wealth and luxury, so the price to hire them is often shockingly high.

To everyone's surprise, Hojo Nobunari tripled the price, but Shima Satoshi still shook his head.

"Master, what's wrong with you...?"

"This person requires the master's intervention to succeed."

Hojo Nobuyoshi is on the verge of a breakdown.

That wicked Miao Changfeng spent who knows how much money to bring over a powerful figure; isn't that just asking for trouble?

At this moment, the martial artists from the Great Zheng Dynasty who were participating in the competition, along with Qiao Jushan, also entered the hall.

Hojo Nobunari gestured to Shimasa to choose his own opponent, but he himself hurriedly went to Tokugawa Iehira and whispered in his ear.

This matter was of great importance, and he dared not conceal it from the general any longer.

Tokugawa Iehira was smugly playing with the glass sake cup in his hand, listening to Hojo Nobunari's report.

Gradually, his hand, which was playing with the wine cup, stopped in mid-air, and his face darkened. Although he tried hard to control his eyes and not look at Lin Feng.

But I couldn't help but glance at it twice.

If this person is truly a cultivator, why doesn't he take action against these military commanders?

Tokugawa Iehira held a high position, and although he had his family as a backer, he climbed up step by step through his own abilities.

Considering Lin Feng's previous killings, it makes sense. Faced with their relentless pressure, Lin Feng only killed a few warriors, which was already quite restrained.

It seems that Osaka is eager to unite with the Oga army, just like Tokugawa Iehira.

"Let Master Shimazu go all out."

Tokugawa Iehira gave the instructions in a low voice.

Hojo Nobunari immediately understood the general's intention: since Shimazu didn't want to be enemies with the other cultivators, then let him kill the other fighters to provoke Kikawa's anger and thus kill Shimazu.

This led to a conflict between Kikawa and the Muryo Shinmon.

Within Fu'an Prefecture, there are even higher-level cultivators within the Wuli Xin Sect. How could they remain indifferent when their own sect's disciples were killed?

Hojo Nobunari sighed inwardly, thinking that the Tokugawa general was indeed shrewd and calculating.

He then bowed and agreed, before stepping away.

As the two whispered among themselves, the battle resumed, and the two sides were locked in fierce combat.

Hojo Nobunari had no interest in watching the game. When he hurriedly returned to his seat, he was surprised to find that there was no one behind the low table.

He glanced around and saw that everyone in the hall was focused on the martial arts competition and hadn't noticed him.

"Hey, where did Master Shimaza go?"

The middle-aged general sitting next to him turned to look at Hojo Nobunari, his face blank.

Without waiting for his reply, Hojo Nobunari hurriedly walked out of the hall.

At the entrance to the hall, the pirate official was filled with fear.

"My lord, the master will be back soon."

Didn't they say where they went?

The pirate official shook his head in fear: "He didn't say, and I dare not ask."

Hojo Nobunari sensed something was wrong; could it be that Shima Satoshi had slipped away?