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In the's Black Fist Tournament arena, in the meeting room on the second floor, four men and one woman sat around the long, obsidian looking conference table.

The one sitting at the head seat was a middle-aged man. He wore a black training uniform. He had sharp eyebrows, a broad forehead, and a pair of bright eyes.

"Oh? My dear Guild Master, I say, I was having a good time on the beach in Hawaii. Why did you call us over in such a hurry?"

He was placed first on the president's left hand.

One of them wore a long, red robe with a pair of long, snow-white legs and a body that was exceptionally hot. He looked to be 27 or 28 years old, had long, wine-colored hair, and was the perfect target of death.

With that said, other than the president's second right hand, the man smoking the golden cigarette, the other two men all cast their gazes at the president.

"Huo Dila, I think our Black Fist Asura has offended an amazing Power User!"

"Pu!"

With a sound, he put away the fan in his hand and looked at the girl with a serious expression as he said indifferently.

"Have you provoked someone of incredible ability?"

The lady called Huo Dila looked at the others with a puzzled expression. In the end, her gaze was focused on the man beside her who was smoking a cigarette, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed as she looked at him suspiciously, and said with her blazing red lips: "Lang Duanyan, other than you, the four of us Black Fist Asura Adepts have all gone on vacation. Could it be that in the days that we were not here, you have gone and caused trouble?"

"Lang Duanyan, you are really too much, we have only been out for a few days, and yet you are poking a hole for us? Say, in the Adept Association, which chick was tricked by you again?"

Just as Huo Dila finished speaking, a burly black man whose entire body looked like it was made of iron continued.

The man was more than two meters tall, and his entire body's muscles were as hard as steel. Purple light flowed between each muscle of his. His eyes were like copper bells, and they shone with a purple light.

"Tuo Ta, who the heck went to pick up girls? "It's not like you don't know, those girls from the association, each one of them is fiercer than the other. I would like to flirt with them, but I have to consider my life!"

Finally, as if provoked by the black guy's words, Lang Duanyan raised his head, held onto his cigarette and spoke angrily.

"Huo Dila, Tuo Ta, Lang Duanyan, have you guys had enough? If you guys have enough, then we'll listen to what the president has to say. It's like you guys are eating gunpowder, it's really annoying!"

The last man, who had yet to interject, shook his head and spoke unhappily.

The moment this man spoke, the entire meeting room immediately became silent. The four people, including the president, all focused their gazes on this man's face.

"Guild leader, tell me what's going on!"

Feeling the focus of everyone's gaze, the man pushed his frameless glasses on his thin face and said with a serious expression.

The president looked at the man gratefully. He knew that none of the Adepts would listen to their words. He only listened to their leader, 'Mu Yan'.

If Mu Yan had not stopped them, they would have started a fight in the conference room.

He cleared his throat, shifted his gaze onto Lang Duanyan, and said: "Lang Duanyan, please tell us what you saw yesterday morning!"

"It's like this, yesterday the team leader sent me to kill Wang Xiaoyu, the one who killed Old Qu and his three men. I originally planned to set off very early, but when I found that brat, the Night Cross' cataract found him before me, I …"

When Lang Duanyan said till here, the group leader Mu Yan interrupted him and said: "Pick a point!"

Hearing that, Lang Duanyan's entire body became clever. He quickly smoked two mouthfuls of smoke and reorganized his words: "That brat's Light of special ability is red, which is the lowest level Light of special ability, but he actually managed to get rid of the cataract!"

"What?" To get rid of the cataract? "Are you talking about the H ranked Adept with cataract?"

Huo Dila interrupted Lang Duanyan and exclaimed.

"How could that be? The lowest level of an Adept actually managed to kill an H Class Adept. This … Lang Duanyan, are you sure you're telling the truth?"

Tuo Ta also blinked his bell-like eyes when he heard this, as he said with his mouth wide open in disbelief.

Lang Duanyan rolled his eyes and spat out a mouthful of Yan'Er. He coldly snorted: "Hmph, let me tell you this, not only did he get rid of cataract, he also got rid of the cataract in the Blood Hunt."

"What?"

As soon as he said that, even their ability group leader, Mu Yan's, expression changed greatly.

He knew that Adepts could be divided into nine levels according to their levels: ABCDEFGHL, where each level had a corresponding Light of special ability. For example, he was at H level for his cataract, so the Light of special ability had a corresponding dark green color.

The corresponding Light of special ability was also red in color. However, this was the same as the [A] class, it was in two extremes and it was extremely rare, even though Mu Yan had lived for most of his life, he had never seen a single one.

Moreover, the reason why L-ranked was classified as the lowest level of superpower was because, according to the legends, besides releasing the red Light of special ability, L-ranked was not much stronger than normal people.

"What … What is going on?"

Mu Yan shook his head in disbelief, and anxiously asked Lang Duanyan.

"That's right, quickly tell us what happened?"

The others also voiced their opinions.

Lang Duanyan looked at the few of them and lit another cigarette, he raised his head and stared at the ceiling, as if he was recalling something, and when the smoke had burnt a quarter of an hour later, he said slowly: "It was a beautiful morning, I was standing at the top of a building dozens of metres tall."

"Pick the point!"

Mu Yan watched as Lang Duanyan played for a long time, and unexpectedly played such a long prelude to it. He was so angry that he slammed the table, and reminded them again.

Upon being slapped, Lang Duanyan almost scared Yan'Er out of his wits. Not daring to say anymore words, he cleared his throat and said: "So it's like this, I personally saw him use the red Light of special ability and consecutively shatter the green blood shield of his cataract. Luckily, the cataract had already prepared the transformation technique, however, he still defeated it with a single punch, and then …"

As he spoke till here, Lang Duanyan blinked his purple eye, and stammered, unable to say a single word.

"And then, and then what?"

Seeing that Lang Duanyan had only stopped at the critical point, they all asked angrily.

"Then, I was really shocked, and directly fell down from the tall building. When I woke up, my cataract was already dead, and there was a Blood Hunting Mark on Wang Xiaoyu's forehead.

Lang Duanyan felt a burst of awkwardness as he fiercely smoked a few mouthfuls of smoke.