Where does that wicked woman get her conscience?

Chapter 278 Xuan Hei

Upon hearing someone ask a question, the group of people walking ahead stopped in unison, instinctively halting their steps.

The leader, Xuan Hei, suddenly turned his head and looked Guan Xun up and down with piercing eyes.

His gaze was incredibly fast, sweeping over the area in a flash, and his brows immediately furrowed into a deep frown, his face full of disdain.

Their transport team spends most of their time in dangerous areas like the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, and every member of the team is a tough guy with solid bones and strong bodies.

Even the few women in the team were all skilled fighters, with bulging veins on their arms and muscles all over their bodies; they could kill a bull with a single punch.

Unlike the person in front of me, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, as if he would fall over with a gust of wind and be crushed into dust with a pinch of his hand.

"Heh." Xuan Hei chuckled, about to say a few words, when he saw the figure in front of him move.

Without saying a word, Guan Xun instantly gathered spiritual power in his palm, and the airflow hummed with an unstoppable sound of wind breaking.

With a flick of her wrist, a gust of wind shot out from her palm, the very same move that had just defeated Ah Xing, heading straight for Xuan Hei's face!

Xuanhei's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was terrified. He hurriedly raised his arms to cross and block.

"Oh!"

A muffled thud, accompanied by an overwhelming force, struck his arm, sending him staggering back several steps, leaving shallow marks on the cobblestones beneath his feet.

"what are you doing!"

Upon seeing this, the men behind Xuan Hei instantly changed their expressions, their eyes blazing with fury, and they clenched their fists, ready to rush forward and gang up on him.

"Stop! Don't move!" Xuan Hei shouted fiercely, his voice carrying an unyielding authority.

He shook his numb arm, his expression turning completely somber, and a hint of seriousness appearing in his eyes.

Then, he pushed off the ground with both feet, his body shot out like an arrow, and his fist, as big as a casserole dish, smashed straight at Guan Xun with tremendous force!

He knew perfectly well that this woman had seen through his disdain and was deliberately retaliating with her strength.

Good, very good! He wanted to see just how much this skinny guy, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, really had to act tough in front of him!

A heavy fist came crashing down, but before the fist even landed, the rubble on the ground was already being sent flying.

Guan Xun neither dodged nor evaded, seemingly not taking the attack seriously at all. She curled her left hand into a claw and precisely grabbed the opponent's wrist, then her right hand surged with spiritual power and struck the opponent's chest with another palm.

"Ugh!" Xuan Hei groaned in pain, twisting his wrist to break free of the grip. His other hand transformed into a blade, slashing fiercely at Guan Xun's neck.

To his surprise, the latter twisted his waist and dodged, the palm wind brushing past his collar, bringing a chill.

The two engaged in close combat, instantly entangled in a fierce battle. The sounds of fists colliding and spiritual energy exploding rang out one after another, causing the eardrums of the surrounding people to ache.

Those familiar with Xuan Hei know that his attacks are particularly fierce, and right now he is also ruthless, with each punch carrying the power to shatter boulders.

However, in his encounters with Guan Xun, Guan Xun always managed to neutralize his fierce attacks with the slightest touch, thanks to Guan Xun's agile movements and his ability to use the opponent's force against them.

“Pah!!!”

Another hard-fought battle ensued, and Xuanhei was still forced back.

His blood surged, his eyes grew even more solemn, and his blood and qi surged with a low roar, his fist faintly glowing with a light golden aura.

"drink!"

He then leaped up and threw a powerful punch at Guan Xun's head!

Guan Xun raised his eyes indifferently, a hint of boredom flashing in them. He then stopped delaying and frantically gathered his spiritual energy into a white light in his palm, striking out with a palm!

"boom!"

Their fists collided, and a loud bang echoed throughout the north side.

Xuan Hei felt an overwhelming force surge into his body through his arm, as if his internal organs had shifted. He was sent flying backward, landing heavily on the ground and sliding several feet before finally regaining his balance.

Before he could get up, Guan Xun moved swiftly, closing in like lightning.

Xuanhei's pupils contracted sharply, and he subconsciously raised his hand to block. However, the figure in front of him was faster than he had imagined. Just when he thought he could not block it and could only take the palm strike with his face, the palm, which was condensed with spiritual power, stopped abruptly an inch in front of him.

The palm strike brushed across his cheek, stinging his skin, and cold sweat instantly trickled down his forehead.

The surrounding transport team and onlookers were stunned, their mouths agape, their anger replaced by shock, and they seemed to have forgotten to breathe.

Guan Xun tightened his grip, looked at Xuan Hei, whose face was somewhat pale, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips as he asked, "So? Can you join your transport team now?"

"Tsk." Xuan Hei clutched his stomach and took a while to recover before he could stand up straight. He immediately clasped his hands in a fist and said in a deep voice, "Your strength is indeed formidable. I, Xuan Hei, acknowledge it."

He then frowned, his tone becoming more troubled: "Even if I agree, it won't work. We still have to follow the rules. To join our transport team, we need the Palace Master's approval and the elders' approval."

"The most important thing is the identity of the True Inheritance Hall; outsiders have absolutely no chance of stepping into it."

As he spoke, he looked Guan Xun up and down, his eyes full of inquiry: "You look unfamiliar to me. I wonder where you come from? If you're not from the True Inheritance Hall, even if you're strong, it's all for nothing."

Upon hearing this, Guan Xun's lips curled up slightly: "That makes things easier. You can call me Zhuge Xun'er."

"Zhuge Xun'er?" Xuan Hei murmured the name repeatedly, then paused for a moment, his pupils suddenly dilating as if he had remembered something earth-shattering, and exclaimed in shock, "You, you are Zhuge Xun'er from the Holy Peak Selection Tournament?!"

"Hehe." A soft laugh suddenly came from the back of the crowd. Zhuge Zhao walked over slowly and said loudly, "That's right, how could my sister's words be false?"

These words immediately caused an uproar among the transport team members.

The people around were no exception.

Some people looked bewildered, scratching the back of their heads and muttering, "The surname Zhuge is indeed from the True Inheritance Hall, but this name... I've never heard of it before?"

A few well-informed people in the crowd gasped upon hearing the news, their faces filled with shock, and their gazes toward Guan Xun completely changed.

A little gossip about the Holy Peak Selection Tournament reveals that something earth-shattering happened.

Zhuge Xun'er's name was widely known, not only because he was the champion of the tournament, but also because he faced the challenge directly from Yu Liuhua, the master of the Holy Light Hall, and even proposed signing a life-or-death contract before winning...

"I was wondering why Xiao Zhao brought a strange woman to the training ground. Turns out she's Zhuge Xun'er!"

"No matter how you look at it, Xuanhei didn't lose badly. How could someone who can defeat the Lord of the Holy Light Palace be weak?"

Some people couldn't quite make it out and quickly asked the people next to them, "Who is it? Do you all know them?"

"Oh, she's the Palace Master's newly recognized biological daughter."

"What?! Tell me more."

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It took Xuan Hei a while to recover his senses. He couldn't help but shake his head with amusement, and the seriousness on his face disappeared, replaced by a hint of apology: "So it was Miss Zhuge. I was mistaken."

"With your abilities, you are more than qualified to join the transport team, but please allow me to report this to my superiors first. You can wait for news for now."

Guan Xun nodded: "Okay."

"Then we won't bother you any longer; we need to get back to training." With that, he clasped his hands in a fist salute, turned around, and gave a low shout to the group behind him, "Let's go!"

The group then composed themselves and quickly followed Xuan Hei, heading deeper into the training ground.

On the other side, Ah Xing listened to the chatter around him about the events of the Holy Peak Selection Conference and Guan Xun's identity. He couldn't help but chuckle and rub his forehead, muttering to himself, "No wonder he's so powerful. He's a formidable character. I was blind to his true worth."

Guan Xun ignored the commotion around him and, after briefly walking around the training ground with Zhuge Zhao, left directly.

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