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"Wu Si's current situation is very bad."

A hint of weariness and helplessness flashed in Zhan Xier's eyes as she slowly spoke.

"Han Gaoyang mentioned some of it to me," Su Hao nodded.

"What he told you is just the tip of the iceberg," Zhan Xier sighed.

"Within the Martial Division, there has been a serious infiltration by some old-school elites. They have placed a large number of their own people in the upper echelons of the Martial Division, attempting to control the division and turn it into a tool for their own personal gain. Even worse, some people are secretly colluding with foreign superpowered forces, attempting to completely undermine the Martial Division, and even pushing for a proposal to dissolve the Martial Division."

Her gaze turned serious: "The Martial Arts Division was personally established by my master to protect the order of superhumans in China and resist the invasion of foreign forces. If the Martial Arts Division falls, the superhumans in China will be out of control, and foreign forces will take advantage of the situation. The consequences will be unimaginable."

Su Hao was silent for a moment, then asked, "What do you need me to do?"

Zhan Xier looked at him, her eyes filled with pleading: "I need you to stay in the Martial Division to help me stabilize the situation. Your strength is above mine, and with you here, those with ulterior motives won't dare to act rashly. The deputy director's token that Han Gaoyang gave you was one I had him pass on to you. You have been officially registered in the Martial Division's roster, and whether you hold the token or not, you have all the powers of the deputy director of the Martial Division."

Su Hao slowly nodded: "Okay, I promise you."

A flicker of joy flashed in Zhan Xier's eyes: "Really?"

"real."

"However, I have one condition."

"you say."

"I won't be stationed at the Military Command headquarters permanently. Things in Jinling aren't completely resolved yet, and I need to stay there for a while. If there's an emergency, you can contact me anytime, and I'll be there immediately."

Zhan Xier nodded: "Okay. There are indeed some hidden dangers in Jinling that need to be dealt with. If you stay here, you can also help me keep an eye on the remaining forces of the Thousand Hands Clan."

She paused, then added, "Also, there's something else I'd like to confirm."

"What is it?"

"I'd like to have a friendly match with you."

Su Hao was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "Eighth Senior Sister, are you sure?"

Zhan Xier stood up, a challenging smile playing on her lips: "What? Scared?"

"Let's go."

The two walked through a quiet street and came to an open space.

Far from the hustle and bustle, only the dim yellow light cast by the distant streetlights casts two long shadows on the ground.

Zhan Xier took off her high heels, stood barefoot on the ground, stretched her wrists and ankles, and assumed a starting stance.

Her movements were graceful and elegant, yet they concealed a sharp killing intent, like a cheetah poised to pounce.

"Come on, let me see just how capable this last disciple of the three masters really is." Zhan Xier's voice carried a hint of excitement.

Su Hao stood there, hands in his pockets, looking relaxed: "Senior sister, you go first."

Without any hesitation, Zhan Xier vanished from her spot in a flash.

The next second, she appeared beside Su Hao, delivering a sharp chop to his neck artery.

This strike was as fast as lightning and at a tricky angle; if an ordinary person were hit by it, they would be knocked unconscious on the spot.

But Su Hao is no ordinary person.

He didn't even turn around; he simply tilted his head slightly and easily dodged the chop.

At the same time, he pulled his right hand out of his pocket, flicked his finger, and an invisible force shot towards Zhan Xier's shoulder.

Zhan Xier's pupils contracted slightly, and her body twisted at an incredible angle to avoid the force of the attack. At the same time, she swept her right foot across and kicked at Su Hao's knee.

Su Hao raised his foot and gently stepped on Zhan Xier's instep, making it impossible for her to break free.

At the same time, his left hand reached out and grabbed Zhan Xier's wrist.

Zhan Xier reacted extremely quickly, flipping her wrist to grab Su Hao's wrist.

Their hands crossed several times in the air, each collision producing a muffled sonic boom, as if the surrounding air itself was being stirred up.

After exchanging more than ten blows, Zhan Xier gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

Su Hao's moves seemed casual, but each move perfectly blocked all her variations, making her feel restricted and as if no matter how she attacked, it was all within his expectations.

Zhan Xier gritted her teeth, suddenly changed her move, formed a complex hand seal with her hands, and a layer of light blue light shone around her, and a powerful aura burst out from her body.

"Mystic Ice Palm!"

Zhan Xier struck out with her palm, the wind from which carried a chilling force, causing the surrounding air temperature to plummet and even condensing a thin layer of frost on the ground.

Su Hao's gaze sharpened slightly. Instead of retreating, he advanced and met the attack with a palm strike of his own.

A pale golden light shone on his palm as it collided with Zhan Xier's Xuanbing Palm.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, a shockwave swept outwards, sending fallen leaves and dust flying everywhere.

Zhan Xier felt a surge of pure Yang energy flow into her body through her palm, instantly dispersing the Xuanbing True Qi she had gathered. The shock made her arm go numb, and she had to take seven or eight steps back before she could regain her balance.

She looked down at her palms, which were bright red and throbbing with pain.

Zhan Xier looked up at Su Hao, her eyes filled with shock and helplessness. Then she sighed softly and raised her hands: "I'm not fighting anymore! I surrender!"

Su Hao withdrew his hand, put it back in his pocket, and smiled, "Senior Sister, you're too kind."

Zhan Xier rubbed her numb wrist, walked up to him, looked him up and down, and said with a complicated expression in her eyes: "Your three masters are indeed biased, passing on all their most secret skills to you."

Su Hao smiled and said, "Senior sister, you flatter me. I was just lucky."

"Don't give me that." Zhan Xier rolled her eyes at him, but a smile played on her lips.

"However, I'm relieved to hear you say that. Takeshi's future rests on your shoulders."

Before leaving, Zhan Xier said, "Oh, right, there's one more thing I need to tell you."

"What is it?"

"Master and the others... have already gone down the mountain."

Su Hao paused slightly: "When?"

"Just a few days ago." Zhan Xier's gaze deepened.

"The fact that all three masters descended the mountain at the same time is unprecedented in the last ten years. I have a feeling that a huge storm is about to break."

Su Hao was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded: "I understand."

Without saying anything more, Zhan Xier turned and walked into the night, her figure quickly disappearing from sight.

Su Hao gazed in the direction she had disappeared, his mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.

The three masters descended the mountain at the same time... What does this mean?

He had a feeling that a storm was about to break!