Chapter 92 Speech, A Fateful Encounter

Luo Feng strode out, followed by several people.

Someone outside saw this, and their eyes immediately darted around.

"They've come out; they're here to give us an explanation."

Someone in the crowd urged, "We can't let ourselves be fooled."

The behavior of these people was naturally under Luo Feng's watchful eye.

He is a martial artist, an invincible war god.

She is also a mentalist who is just one step away from advancing to the planetary level.

How could he possibly hide these people's little tricks from him?
Immediately, Luo Feng's eyes darkened, realizing that things were probably not quite as he had imagined.

Although he made many plans, the actual implementation was different from what he had imagined.

Before the crowd could react, Luo Feng stepped forward, his mental pressure overwhelming the ordinary people.

"Alright, I understand why everyone has come."

Luo Feng didn't wait for those with ulterior motives to speak before he spoke directly.

"We understand why you've come."

We understand that everyone wants to advance their careers and wants to give their children a chance.

"Understanding alone is not enough; we need to take concrete actions."

Finally, someone withstood the pressure and said, "You occupy the vast majority of resources in society, yet you don't give ordinary people like us a chance..."

He couldn't say anything more.

Because of Luo Feng's intimidating presence, he was already being taken care of separately.

"They occupy the vast majority of resources?"

Luo Feng sneered: "Our Tiangong Pavilion was established by ordinary people. My master, the Tiangong Pavilion Master, was the son of a military martial artist who rose from humble beginnings."

Since its inception, Tiangong Pavilion has been built entirely through the struggles of my master.

I am just an ordinary citizen from Yangzhou.

I believe some of the people here recognize me.

I am just an ordinary student at Yangzhou No.1 High School.

It's just that I worked a little harder than others.

Luo Feng said this without any shame. Although he was talented, he had suffered from headaches since childhood.

I have no qualms about saying this.

"Moreover, most of the contracted martial artists of our Tiangong Pavilion are also from commoner backgrounds."

For example, Zhao Chunfeng.

“You’ve arrived.” Zhao Chunfeng stepped forward and said, “My name is Zhao Chunfeng, and many people in Yangzhou know me. I wasn’t very talented before, and I didn’t achieve anything.”

Zhao Chunfeng's aptitude was indeed poor, and his morals were very high. Although he became a martial artist, he did not live a happy life.

Quite a few people actually know about this place.

After that, Luo Feng called out the names of several other people.

"Chenghua, Fang Daxi..."

Many people recognize them.

"It is clear that our Tiangong Pavilion does not recognize qualifications, but only looks at perseverance and morality."

If your children have this perseverance and moral character.

You only need to pass our Tiangong Pavilion's review to join us.

While a second life is wonderful, it also has many advantages.

However, there are limits on the number of participants. This is not simply a technology, but a secret method.

Even our Tiangong Pavilion only has three thousand slots.

Of course, not everyone can have something like this.

At least not yet.

Master's current strength can only withstand 10,000 people entering the area for battle and cultivation.

If the number of participants is too large, the effectiveness of such battles and training will be greatly reduced, making it a losing proposition.

Therefore, compromise is impossible.

Luo Feng said, "Or do you think your child lacks perseverance and has low morals?"
"In that case, why should we give them a chance?" These words made everyone present lower their heads.

These two basic conditions are so low that they're practically nonexistent.

Both martial arts schools want to sign talented individuals, and the more talented they are, the better the treatment they receive.

Of course, the geniuses in the Heavenly Craft Pavilion receive better treatment than others.

The only difference is that the threshold for signing the contract is relatively low, and the benefits will also be shared with these ordinary martial artists.

Luo Feng said, "Isn't it enough that my master is teaching you stance training for free?"

It's worth noting that these stance training techniques would cost 30,000 yuan to learn abroad.

And those medicinal diet recipes, you can learn and use them for free.

In other countries, you also need to pay to download them.

If it's a storefront, restaurants in China can use it for free.

In foreign countries, the licensing fees alone can amount to three million a year.

"And you're still not satisfied? You want to force me to resign?"

The crowd lowered their heads.

Someone opened their mouth to speak, but then found their body floating up involuntarily.

"Ah, help!"

They shouted, but it was no use.

Luo Feng said, "I know you came here because you were instigated by some people."

We've only punished these individuals. Next, we'll go out and cooperate with the security and police departments to apprehend the masterminds behind this incident.

As Luo Feng spoke, his eyes sharpened: "Furthermore, look at the two martial arts schools. When have ordinary people ever been able to force powerful figures to agree to your unreasonable requests through this kind of coercion?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Sheng and the other two powerful councilors unleashed their full aura, making everyone present feel breathless.

Luo Feng shouted, "According to the plan, dispatch troops to various locations to apprehend the culprits."

Then, Xu Sheng shouted, "Team Leader Luo, we obey your orders."

The three of them took to the air and flew directly to their respective destinations.

"Councilor, Councilor!"

To take flight out of thin air—that's a skill only a member of parliament possesses.

The fact that the three of them took to the air at this moment was naturally a demonstration of their strength.

Parliamentarian level!
How could they possibly coerce the Heavenly Palace Pavilion, which has three councilors?

Everyone was terrified.

Martial artists have privileges, but the privileges that councilors have are unimaginable.

Even if they are killed outright, they will have no recourse.

Without saying much, Luo Feng and the security personnel from the bureau went to a clubhouse together.

Humanity is still not free from the threat of monsters, but the extravagance of the upper class remains terrifying.

Luo Feng shook his head, but Fang Dong, who was beside him, was not surprised: "Luo Feng, there is no need to do this. Since the establishment of society and the development of human intelligence, and even in nature, different treatment for everyone has become the norm."

Even in the wild, the treatment of a tribe's king is naturally different from that of an ordinary tribesman.

"Young Master Wang, have another drink."

"Young Master Wang, where are you putting your hands?"

"Put it here."

Before he even got close, Luo Feng's ears were filled with all sorts of decadent music.

It's really quite an insult to the public.

Fang Dong, standing next to him, didn't seem to notice anything at all.

They must be used to it.

Fang Dong shook his head at Luo Feng's reaction, recalling his own youth.

Luo Feng pushed the door and found that it was not closed.

He kicked it open and found clothes scattered all over the floor, as if a naked party was taking place.

"Who goes there? Get out!"

(End of this chapter)

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