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Chapter 153 Under the Dark Clouds
Under the endless dark clouds, on the smooth arena, Zhao Linglong in blue stood between black and white. At this moment, all kinds of people appeared.

Bai Yu stared at that cold and beautiful face. His heart, which had just been immersed in happiness, was suddenly frozen by an indescribable chill.

His mind couldn't help but start recalling the nightmare. As a child, he was like a slender puppet, with his throat pinched by the other party, and death was imminent.

Now that so much time has passed, Zhao Linglong is still a shadow that he cannot get rid of.

Zhao Lingyu met those black hole-like eyes, and all the past pains flashed before her eyes. Her body trembled in response, and anger and fear tortured her nerves at the same time. She had difficulty breathing and thinking, and in the end, only the wailing in her tears was left.

No matter how she trains, Zhao Linglong will always be her blood curse.

Qin Ying and Kong Xin stared at the glaring red hair that looked like blood. An inexplicable feeling of depression enveloped their whole body and they felt a little breathless.

The red hair is the externalization of Zhao Linglong's "heart realm", a symbol of transcendence. Compared with other "heart realm" externalizations they have seen, it is too weird and pure, like the evil fire from hell, born for killing.

Perhaps that is why the gifted Zhao Linglong is destined to become powerful and to go down a path of no return.

Beside them, Wang Hai and Yuan Qiu, who had not yet understood the truth, were extremely happy.
Zhao Linglong is their martial arts idol. This is the first time they see her in person, and Zhao Linglong will present them with an award later. How lucky they are.

Most of the ordinary audience at the scene were also surprised by Zhao Linglong's appearance.
It has been a long time since Zhao Linglong's last public appearance. Many martial arts fans are waiting for Zhao Linglong to return and compete for the title of Knight King next year.

A few viewers were puzzled by the huge change in Zhao Linglong.

Zhao Linglong's smooth black hair had now turned into eye-catching red hair. Her right eye was covered by her unruly bangs, leaving only her arrogant left eye.

The green martial arts uniform that had remained unchanged for years had turned into a purple brocade robe. What was even more bizarre was that the sleeve of his left hand was empty, as if an arm was missing.

What exactly happened to Zhao Linglong during this period of time?
In the box on the second floor, the Governor of Haizhou, the Queen of Yuezhou, and the Prince of Shazhou witnessed Zhao Linglong suddenly falling from the sky. They couldn't believe it and stood up with their eyes wide open.

Huanglong City is one of the safest cities in the Federation. It is well-equipped with weapons, and it is difficult for any alien warrior to survive here.
And Zhao Linglong was able to break through numerous surveillance and blockades and come here, and even to the more heavily guarded Huanglong Martial Arts Arena, which has seriously threatened their safety.

Nan Shanhe, who had been sitting on the Diaoyutai, had a gleam of light in his eyes when he saw this. Now Zhao Linglong had broken his expectations.

At this moment, everyone at the scene was wondering whether Zhao Linglong was an angel or a devil.

The next moment, the host's nervous and fearful roar spread throughout the venue from the microphone:

"Zhao Linglong is a martial arts master, everyone, quickly leave through the safe passage!"

After a brief half-second of silence, hundreds of staff and volunteers on site also shouted in various areas:

"Everyone, let's go!"

"Quickly leave through the passage and go outside. The farther away from here the better."

“Don’t crowd, watch out for the steps!”

A clear-headed audience member stood up, leading many of his dazed companions to

In a few seconds, chaos and panic spread to every corner of the stands, and hundreds of thousands of men and women surged forward like ants moving in the rain.

But there were too many of them. In the blink of an eye, the 16 spacious passages were all blocked. People behind squeezed the people in front and it became a mess.
Shoes falling off, children getting lost, people stumbling and falling, all kinds of accidents happen one after another.

There were cries, wails, and shouts all mixed together, and I couldn't hear anything.
Even though the staff tried their best to maintain order, it was of no avail. In such a situation, it would take more than ten minutes for all the spectators to leave.

Seeing this, Han Yingying, who was on the right side of the stands, carried the dazed Zhou Yulan on her back without saying a word, held Qi Yu with one hand, and ran directly to the highest point of the stands. When they reached the place,

She found the most vulnerable part, handed Zhou Yulan to Qi Yu, and then smashed the wall with her "steel fist" with all her strength.

With a loud "boom", a hole the size of a washbasin was smashed on the wall, and then a few more bangs expanded it to half the height of the door.

"I'll take your mother down first, and then I'll catch you when you jump down." Han Yingying said in an orderly manner.

Qi Yu was completely shocked by Han Yingying's courage and resourcefulness, but now was not the time to sigh about this.

"Be careful." She looked toward the cave entrance and the ground, terrified.

The last time Han Yingying jumped from a 19-story apartment building, it was only more than 50 meters. This time it was at least 70 meters, and she had to bring Zhou Yulan with her. The gravity of the fall was completely different from before, and it was very dangerous.

But staying here is a life-threatening situation.
Zhao Linglong will fight with those high-level martial artists later. Even if they are not the targets of the attack, the horrific aftermath of the battle will be a devastating blow to them. Zhou Yulan, an ordinary person, cannot withstand any damage at all.

"I know."

After Han Yingying finished speaking, she looked at Zhou Yulan and said seriously: "Mom, believe me, I will take you away safely."

Zhou Yulan glanced at Zhao Linglong on the stage, and then looked at Bai Yu who was staring at her and worried about her on the podium in the distance. She had thousands of doubts in her mind, but at the moment they were all weighing on her mind. The biggest help for her now was her safe departure.

"Yes, Mom believes you." Zhou Yulan nodded and let Han Yingying carry her on her back.

"Whoo~"

Han Yingying took a deep breath while carrying Zhou Yulan on her back, then faced Qi Yu, took a step back, and fell straight to the ground.

The whistling sound of the wind echoed in her ears, but Han Yingying was not afraid at all. She carefully judged the height from the ground: 60 meters, 50 meters, 40 meters.
"Click~"

She used half of her arm to thrust the "iron spike" into the steel-reinforced outer wall, slowing down her own speed.

30 meters, 20 meters, 10 meters, 0 meters.

Han Yingying was as steady as an elevator, bringing Zhou Yulan to the ground unharmed.

Of course, the price she paid was that her right arm, which had been used with the "iron spike", had been cut by countless tiny wounds, with traces of blood mixed with the gray cement, making a mess.

Zhou Yulan felt distressed, but she did not hinder Han Yingying. Instead, she made room for Han Yingying so that she could perform better.

"Qi Yu." Qi Yu above Han Yingying waved.

Qi Yu heaved a sigh of relief after seeing Han Yingying succeed, then imitated Han Yingying's movements, mustered up her courage, and jumped down.

Although Qi Yu's physical strength was not as strong as Han Yingying's, it was not weak either, and her force field control skills were even more meticulous. She didn't hold on until she was 20 meters above the ground before she could no longer hold on and fell from mid-air.
However, Han Yingying on the ground did not disappoint people and used "Dissipation" to hold Qi Yu firmly.

The other teachers and students at Bai Ze Wu High School saw what Han Yingying was doing and wanted to work together to open a path at a lower level to facilitate everyone's escape.

But the lower the stands, the more crowded they were. They had no way to move, so they could only settle for the next best thing, the higher stands.

There were several more "boom" sounds, and several professional fourth-dan teachers from Bai Ze Wu Gao directly joined forces to blast out a two-meter-high and one-meter-wide tunnel, and then jumped down.
The second and third grade students who were brave and capable also followed along, while the teachers picked up more first grade students one by one.

At the same time, inside the stadium, four teams of more than 40 Martial Arts Administration field staff wearing magic costumes surrounded Zhao Linglong in the center from all directions.

Wu Qing is not a security guard, but he is closest to the ring and the strongest among them. He was the first to stand opposite Zhao Linglong.

"Zhao Linglong, no matter what your purpose is, just surrender. This way you can leave alive." Wu Qing said in a deep voice.

"Just you? And you guys?"

Zhao Linglong smiled and threw a punch to the right.
The next moment, a team of field agents from the Martial Master Administration who were about to take action were exploded into a pool of blood without even a scream.

There is no martial arts fluctuation, just pure physical strength.

Wu Qing felt a chill run down his spine in fear. The gap was obvious. He, who had only taken half a step into the "heart realm", could not possibly be Zhao Linglong's opponent.
But he had no room to retreat. The ring was the best place to restrict Zhao Linglong. If they left here, thousands of ordinary people might die meaninglessly at the hands of Zhao Linglong.

"Five minutes. The first batch of support will arrive in five minutes at most. Then there will be many Dragon-level warriors. I only need to delay you for five minutes."

Wu Qing said in a deep voice, his hand on the controller at his waist, adjusting the level of the protective force field to the highest. His own momentum was also rising steadily, and he had already made up his mind to die.

(End of this chapter)