The Beauty CEO's Personal Expert

Chapter 1539 - 1844: Tournament Format Arrangements (2)

"What are your thoughts, Master Su?"

"I’ve discussed this with Elder Tong. Our preliminary idea is to divide the competition into three events: a team match, an individual match, and an exhibition match," Su Mei replied. "The exhibition is merely a performance. After all, the audience wouldn’t understand the deeper nuances, so we’ll just set up some superficial bouts, like flowery but impractical skills. Apart from that, the individual and team matches are the main focus of the Martial Arts Tournament."

"There are many large and small factions in the Martial Arts world, and each can participate as a team. Each team is limited to three members. As for the individual competition, there are fewer restrictions; regardless of their affiliation, anyone can participate, even independent martial artists. We will prepare substantial rewards and present them to the top three winners of both the team and individual matches."

Ling Chen nodded and said, "This is a good idea, and I think it can be implemented. But Master Su, don’t forget what we initially agreed on. The purpose of the Martial Arts Tournament is not only to promote Huaxia martial arts but also to eliminate Qi Yong."

"I understand what you mean," Su Mei chimed in. "I’ve considered this as well, which is why I’ve arranged for the team matches. Dragon Tiger Hall, Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, and Qi Yong’s Dangyang Sect all belong to the martial arts factions, so we definitely need to send people to participate in the team matches. Qi Yong, being the Sect Leader of Dangyang Sect and an expert on the Earthly List, can join the team match."

"Master Su, Qi Yong is the Sect Leader of Dangyang Sect. How can we decide for him to join the team match?" After a pause, Ling Chen continued, "I think we can add another event, a challenge match. Martial Arts is full of rivalries, and a challenge match can both help martial artists make a name for themselves and resolve their grudges. What do you think?"

"A challenge match?" Tong Zhentian murmured, a small smile forming on his aged face. "I think Ling Chen’s suggestion is good. Since it’s a challenge match, we can loosen the rules. Once the challenged party accepts, they can go all out, as long as it doesn’t result in death; they can do as they please."

"Sure." Su Mei smiled in agreement. "Since everyone agrees, let’s add a challenge match. According to the arrangement Elder Tong and I made, the Martial Arts Tournament will last for five days. With so many participants and such a grand scene, three days is too short. Five days would be more sufficient."

"You guys decide; I’m just here to assist."

"Take good care of yourself at home, make sure to recover before the Martial Arts Tournament starts, and then you’ll be busy."

"Elder Tong, rest assured, I won’t delay the important matters."

After sending off Su Mei and Tong Zhentian, Ling Chen returned alone to the living room, picked up a cup of tea, and was about to take a sip. But at that moment, a phone call came through. Glancing at the caller ID, Ling Chen quickly answered and asked, "General, do you have any news?"

"I’ve reported to the higher-ups in the military, and they think it’s a good proposal and are willing to accept it. By tomorrow at the latest, they will withdraw their charges against Zhu Hong."

"Really?" Ling Chen grinned. "That’s great! Thank you, General."

"Enough with the thanks; as long as we can catch Zhu Hong quickly, everything else is secondary."

Hanging up the phone, Ling Chen leaned back against the sofa, rubbing his temples with one hand. The issue with Zhu Hong was resolved, and once he retrieved Ling Gengqiu’s severed limb, Ling Gengqiu’s strength could return to its peak. Now, having reached the Heavenly List, his power had significantly increased, and with Tong Zhentian, Chen Junfeng, Ji Gang, and his father Ling Kun by his side, so many experts from the Heavenly List gathered together that even if Su Cheng’en and Su He had exceptional abilities, they couldn’t possibly defeat them.

Thinking of this, the corners of Ling Chen’s mouth lifted into a brilliant smile. With the power he now possessed, who in the Martial Arts world could stand against him? The Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion? Apart from Du Kang, there were no other experts there, so they were not worth considering.

If everything went smoothly, the martial arts landscape would undergo a significant change after this Martial Arts Tournament.

...

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, two weeks had gone by. Ling Chen checked the time; there was still a little over a week until the Martial Arts Tournament. During this period, he stayed peacefully in the villa recuperating. With his robust physique, his recovery was swift, and his injuries had mostly healed.

Having recovered from his injuries, Ling Chen wasn’t idle; there were still many matters to handle. Not long ago, Su Mei sent news that the military had agreed to help, dispatching two thousand soldiers to maintain order at the venue. Although two thousand soldiers seemed like a lot, in reality, to secure a venue hosting tens of thousands of people, two thousand weren’t enough. So, Ling Chen still needed to find a batch of security personnel.

Fortunately, he had given Dong Ying a heads-up in advance, instructing her to conduct a nationwide recruitment. Since the employee benefits improved, there had been a significant increase in applicants. Within just half a month, Falcon Company had expanded by two hundred people, half of whom were veterans, all of high quality.

These days, Ling Chen frequently visited the company to oversee the training of the security personnel.

"Chen."

In the chairman’s office, seeing Jiang Yunkai enter from outside, Ling Chen asked, "What is it?"

"I just received a package, specifically requesting your signature for receipt."

"A package?" Ling Chen asked curiously. "What package?" He hadn’t ordered anything online, so why would someone send him a package? Thinking this, Ling Chen followed Jiang Yunkai outside the company building, where he saw a young man standing with a large wooden box as tall as a person.

"Are you Mr. Ling?"

Ling Chen nodded and said, "I am. Who sent this to me?"

"A Mr. Zhu sent it, and he said you should know what’s inside."

Zhu... Ling Chen’s eyes lit up. Zhu Hong! So that’s it; it seems the item he wanted had been delivered. After sending the young man away, Ling Chen had Jiang Yunkai call some security personnel to help move the wooden box into the chairman’s office.

After everyone left, Ling Chen stood in front of the large wooden box, preparing to open it. But as he reached out, he hesitated. If it were a package from someone else, he wouldn’t worry much. But since it was from Zhu Hong, he couldn’t afford to be careless. Although they had reached an agreement—he would help lift the military’s charges against Zhu Hong, and in return, Zhu Hong would return Ling Gengqiu’s severed limb—Zhu Hong was unpredictable. Who could guarantee he hadn’t tampered with the contents of the box?

If there was a bomb inside, he’d be finished.