Chapter 1485: Chapter 1485

The possibility of a Martial General hiding within the small martial arts world was completely beyond Tang Ming’s expectations.

In his calculations, among the genius disciples of the nine major families in the Imperial City, only Wan Yong had reached the level of Eight-star Martial Master at this age. The others, even Wu Xiaoyu, were only Five-star Martial Masters back then, and as for Zhao Tianba and Qian Bujun, they had long surpassed student age.

So Tang Ming believed that at best, the students in the small martial arts world could only have the strength of Six or Seven Stars, something he could easily handle.

But hearing Meng Xianjun say this, it seemed the situation was not as optimistic.

"Big brother, what is your cultivation level now?"

Shao Wuyou quickly stared at Tang Ming: "If you can defeat Liu Xing and Liu Chen, you should be at least at the peak of Four-star, right?"

"I am currently a Five-star Martial Master. With some exceptional techniques, I can fight against a Six-star Martial Master as well."

Tang Ming sighed, "But meeting someone stronger would be a big problem."

Hearing this, the corners of Shao Wuyou’s mouth twitched. This Tang Ming was a year younger than him, yet already a Five-star Martial Master. Comparing oneself to others is truly infuriating.

"What kind of person are you? Which force do you come from?"

Meng Xianjun stared at Tang Ming in confusion: "It’s impossible for a martial arts family in the city to train an eighteen-year-old Five-star Martial Master. Are you from one of the nine major families in the Imperial City? No, wait, there doesn’t seem to be a Tang Family among the nine."

"Haha, and who are you then?"

Tang Ming smiled at Meng Xianjun, "You seem to know the martial arts world quite well, and you know about the situation with hidden families and sects. Plus, you’re hiding a lot of immeasurable power, surely not an ordinary person?"

Tang Ming had a very high opinion of Meng Xianjun. Although he hadn’t seen Meng Xianjun in action, he could tell this person was also a master. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have dared to intervene in the quarrel between him and Shao Wuyou, and though he seemed carefree, he was quite upright.

"I’m just a disciple from a small martial arts family."

Meng Xianjun gave a light smile, replying perfunctorily.

"Tang Ming, why don’t you tell us who you really are? I heard from my big brother that the martial arts world is divided into martial arts sects, martial arts families, and martial arts sects, and above those are hidden forces."

Shao Wuyou also realized something was off, staring intently at Tang Ming: "The strongest in martial arts sects are usually Three-star Martial Masters, the strongest in martial arts families and sects are Five-star Martial Masters, and only hidden forces have super experts."

"You two know quite a bit."

Tang Ming’s expression became strange. It wasn’t surprising that Shao Wuyou, with a big brother from the Dragon Group, knew some martial arts common sense. But Meng Xianjun seemed to know even more than Shao Wuyou and was definitely not from a small martial arts family.

"Don’t change the topic. Are you an heir of some martial arts sect or family?"

Shao Wuyou looked at Tang Ming with an expectant face, "Or are you a disciple of some hidden force?"

"Stop guessing. I’m just a poor kid from the mountains."

Tang Ming chuckled, rubbing his hands worriedly, "We’d better just figure out how to deal with the small martial arts world’s revenge?"

"Hey, I won’t get involved in your feud with the small martial arts world. My level of strength can’t possibly contend with them."

Upon hearing this, Shao Wuyou became immediately tense.

"Don’t be naive. Today, we all caused an uproar at the small martial arts world’s base, and we still live in the same dorm room. Do you think the people from the small martial arts world will spare you?"

Meng Xianjun looked at Shao Wuyou strangely, "Although I’m not very strong, I seem stronger than you. Given people’s nature to bully the weak and fear the strong, the small martial arts world will certainly come after you first."

"Damn it, what does this have to do with me? I’m the victim here."

Shao Wuyou glared, shouting angrily, "I got beaten up for no reason, and now I have possibly made an enemy of the small martial arts world for no reason... Wait, didn’t we say we were going to make peace with the small martial arts world earlier? How has it all become so hostile now?"

"No choice, the situation’s forced our hand."

Tang Ming shrugged, then put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the dormitory building.

"We are now in the same boat, if I can’t escape, neither can you."

Meng Xianjun patted Shao Wuyou’s shoulder and then followed Tang Ming: "Just accept your fate."

"Accept my fate? I have nothing to do with this, why am I so unlucky?"

Shao Wuyou looked at the backs of Tang Ming and Meng Xianjun with a face full of despair: "I thought I’d live gloriously after getting into college, but now I live like a dog, knowing you two is like falling into a pit."

"Hurry up, or you’ll be in trouble when the small martial arts world catches up."

Tang Ming impatiently waved his hand.

Shao Wuyou shivered, glanced back, and quickly chased after them.

When the three of them returned to the dormitory, Hua Yingjie had run off somewhere, still not back this late.

"By the way, did we forget something?"

Tang Ming asked uneasily after finishing his wash and stepping out of the bathroom, glancing uncertainly at Meng Xianjun and Shao Wuyou.

"Are you talking about setting up defenses, guarding against the small martial arts world’s revenge?"

Meng Xianjun guessed uncertainly while lying on the bed.

"I plan to apply for a dorm change. I feel it’s too dangerous living with you two."

Shao Wuyou lamented as he played on his phone, seemingly half-hearted about it.

"Not that. I feel like, when we left and when we came back, something was missing?"

Tang Ming tilted his head, looking around the room.

The three of them puzzled over it for a moment, then suddenly looked up at each other: "Where’s Li Hao?"

"Crap, we forgot him! You don’t think he was beaten to death by the small martial arts people, do you?"

Shao Wuyou quickly dialed Li Hao’s phone number.

"I saw him run off. Tell him to be cautious for a while, maybe hide away if possible."

Meng Xianjun chuckled, advising that he would’ve forgotten about Li Hao if Tang Ming hadn’t reminded him.

"Hey, where are you?"

The call went through, and Shao Wuyou asked nervously.

"I’m in the hospital, and you’re still alive?"

Li Hao’s stammering voice came through the line.

"No kidding, of course I’m alive. Why are you at the hospital? Didn’t Tang Ming already heal your injuries?"

Shao Wuyou was puzzled, "You didn’t seem to get hit at the small martial arts base!"

"Although I wasn’t beaten, I suffered a severe mental blow."

Li Hao cried over the phone, "Messing with the small martial arts world is suicide... Are you guys okay?"

Shao Wuyou smugly recounted how the three of them had caused an uproar in the small martial arts world.

"Oh my god, your dorm mate is that strong?"

Li Hao was startled and then seriously said, "But this is just the beginning. Although the small martial arts world looks like a loose student organization, those people won’t let it go when things happen. I think I’ll stay in the hospital for a few days and see how things develop?"