Chapter 597 Xiao Yanzun Is Released From Prison

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at the same time.

Entering from the main entrance of the conference venue, there is a white passage that connects the interior.

Walk to the left for two minutes and you will see the lounge door with the national flag and the logo of the National African Affairs Bureau.

The room upon entering is divided into two, with men's and women's locker rooms on the left and right.

Passing through the dressing room, there is a staircase extending downwards. After walking down for about twenty steps, the light is bright and it suddenly opens up.

The lounge where the National African Affairs Bureau is located is located underground in the venue, covering an area of ​​nearly 10,000 square meters, which is more than half the size of a standard football field.

The interior is 4 meters high, and the walls and floors are all simple and elegant white, making it appear spacious and bright.

Standing at the entrance and looking in, in the middle of the lounge are rows of tables and chairs matching dining tables, enough to accommodate two to three hundred people.

To the left of the rest area is a self-service bar with drinks, food, sofas, and cooking stations. Under the bar, there is also a set of emergency medical facilities. It can be seen that the designers of this lounge are very careful.

On the right side of the rest area, large LCD screens of nearly 5 square meters on all sides are lined up at equal distances on the wall. At this time, a real-time live broadcast of the venue is being carried out.

"boom!"

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from the edge of the entrance to the lounge.

The entrance to the lounge is a large fitness area prepared for the players before the game. A variety of exercise equipment is placed on both sides of the entrance.

At this time, a bald man with sharp muscles was placing a specially made barbell weighing half a ton on the ground, shaking the dust on the ground.

He seemed to feel that the weight was not enough, so he added more weight plates to both sides of the barbell.

The originally huge barbell reached a terrifying level.

The volume of this barbell is actually twice as large as that of an ordinary person!

I saw a bald man with an upper body, walked over, put one hand on the barbell, and let out a deep drink. His muscles expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and became as dark as iron.

There was a vibrating sound of metal friction, and the bald man exerted force, and this horrifyingly exaggerated barbell was actually raised to his chest with one hand!

"boom!"

Landing again, the ground shook with such tremendous force.

"Awesome, awesome." A young man of medium height with wheat-colored skin clapped his hands and praised Chen, "The C+ level power awakening is really powerful. If you hit it with all your strength, I'm afraid even the tank can't stop it."

The power of C-level superpowers far exceeds that of the physical body, and cannot be judged by the naked eye alone.

The bald man smiled honestly, walked out from behind the barbell, took a towel and wiped his sweat, feeling a sense of pride.

"I heard a banging sound from far away. It was really noisy."

A slightly displeased voice came from the door, followed by a hurricane-like force and a "whoosh" sound.

The heavy barbell was blown back by the strong wind for more than ten meters, and it stopped after hitting the wall.

The bald man was just on the edge, and was slightly swept away by the strong wind. As a result, he stumbled and fell to the ground.

The bald man was furious, but when he felt the substance-like aura spreading around him, he not only became nervous.

"Domain! This is the power of the domain, and the person coming is a B-level domain expert!"

He didn't dare to make too many moves, so he raised his head and glanced forward, "B-level strong men! There are still two of them!"

The bald man's heart tightened, and he quickly stood up and apologized to the other party, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry that I disturbed you."

Just kidding, if you don't give in now, do you want to get beaten?

The opponent has B-level strength, a strong person who has unlocked the domain level. No matter how powerful the C-level strength is, in front of them, they are just like a group of immature children.

If you want to cross from C level to B level, you have to open up your own power field. This is a transformation from simple use of power to solidity and stability. The bald man knows how difficult it is.

"Hmph." The B-level superpower glanced at the other person without paying any attention to him. In his eyes, the other person seemed to be just like air, not worth mentioning.

He walked into the lounge with another B-level superpower and looked around.

Most of the people who have come so far are C-level superpowers, and the large lounge seems a bit too spacious.

"Brother Xiang Di, the environment here is not bad." The B-level superpower following him also glanced around and made some comments.

He looks a little thinner, and his hair is thin and straight, giving people a cool look.

"Brother Tang Wei, how about it? When we can get the ranking, how about I invite you to go to the health foot bath shop of the Women's Group and make a purchase?"

The young man known as Xiang Di was stronger than Tang Wei, with a free and uninhibited heroic spirit between his brows.

At this moment, he raised the corner of his mouth and pointed in the direction with his eyes.

Tang Wei followed his gaze. On the live broadcast screen on the right, a drone flying over the venue happened to focus its lens on a banshee selling snacks. Her tight bikini bottoms had Chinese and English labels on them. The advertising slogan attracted the attention of almost all the men around.

"If we don't get the ranking, we have to go." Tang Wei raised the corner of his mouth and looked back at Xiang Di.

The two looked at each other and laughed with their eyes shining at the same time.

Suddenly, the two of them noticed that the entire lounge had suddenly become quiet.

This weird silence makes people murmur in their hearts.

"Those C-level guys just made a scene to death, what's going on now?"

Xiang Di couldn't help but glance back, and suddenly his breath was stuck in his throat. His tongue was tied up when he wanted to speak.

"What's wrong, brother?" Tang Wei was full of doubts and turned towards the door. His pupils could not help but expand rapidly.

"It turns out to be him!"

I saw a slender man standing at the entrance of the lounge. There were two red earrings on his ears. His eyes were full of terrible violence. His hair was like red flames, blooming on the top of his head like wildfire.

The powerful aura around him caused sparks to appear in the originally empty air around him. The extremely high temperature caused the space to shake slightly.

Several C-level superpowers who had been training near the door before felt the terrifying aura of the A-level strongman, and their hearts beat like drums, and they retreated to the corner and remained silent.

A few of the bolder ones even muttered a few words under their breath.

"Xiao, Xiao Yanzun, Zhang Huang!"

"It's really him! He, isn't he imprisoned in the Demon Prison?"

"How did he get out of the demon prison?"

Xiang Di swallowed his saliva and stood there with his friends, not daring to move.

The lounge began to become silent.

This strange silence made him very nervous, and unknowingly, sweat began to overflow from his forehead.

Xiaoyanzun Zhang Huang used to be a ruthless character known to everyone. His temper was as fiery as his superpowers. Moreover, he dared to hurt people at the dinner of the National African Affairs Bureau. What else could he not dare to do?

In addition, more than a year ago, he was imprisoned in the ninth level of the terrifying demon prison to hone his character for wantonly hurting others.

But how can he get out now? Could it be that he has already...

Xiang Di looked at the other party cautiously.

He remembered that the conditions for Zhang Huang to come out of the Demon Prison were to master the rules and reach A-level strength. At that time, several branch directors thought that he was very talented and it would take five to seven years at the fastest to come out.

But so far, two years have not come, how can he complete the breakthrough so quickly?

Moreover, the oppressive feeling emanating from his whole body is full of aggression, and ordinary A-levels are not as domineering and powerful as him. As for tempering his character, Xiang Di felt that what he was feeling now was much scarier than before.

It used to be just hot, but now it feels like a repressed active volcano, ready to erupt violently at any time.

"I'm back again, I'm back from the demon prison." Zhang Huang's voice was extremely suppressed and serious, "Wang Yan, where is Wang Yan!"

He stood at the entrance, his gaze like a blazing fire sweeping across the entire lounge. The people caught in his gaze felt as if they had been touched by the tongue of fire, and all of them were frightened and did not dare to speak out.

Seeing that he couldn't find the results he wanted, Zhang Huang fixed his gaze on Xiang Di in front of him.

Then he took steps towards him.

"Huang, Brother Huang, what's the matter with you?" Xiang Di trembled. Facing Zhang Huang, who was walking step by step, his heart beat wildly, "I have nothing to do with the Son of Flame."

I thought to myself that Zhang Huang had issues with many members of the National African Bureau, and he hated Wang Yan, the Son of Fire. This time he must have come to seek revenge on Wang Yan.

If he was displeased at this time, he would die without knowing how.

"Huh, Son of Flame? His reputation is really famous now." Zhang Huang sneered and stopped less than one meter away from Xiang Di, looking at him up and down with evil eyes.

"Tell me, where is he?"

"Brother Huang, I, I don't know." Xiang Di said something shaky.

"What did you say?" Zhang Huang's eyes turned cold, and a ball of flame instantly bloomed in his hand.

"I, I really don't know." Xiang Di closed his eyes. At this time, he wanted to die. He quickly said, "Wang Yan, the son of the flame, how could he act like a small character like us?" It can be figured out.”

"You mean I'm also a minor character?" Zhang Huang was furious, and more and more sparks were floating around him.

This damn Wang Yan has gone too far to bully others. If he doesn't let go of his bad temper, how can he have the face to hang out in the National African Affairs Bureau in the future?

Tang Wei stood up with all the hair on his body. He felt that the temperature around him was so high that it was almost as if he was being cooked.

He wanted to run away, but was afraid that his friend would suffer a loss, so he quickly waved his hands and tried to persuade him, "No, no, no, Brother Huang, he really didn't mean that..."

How could Zhang Huang listen to him? He stretched out his flaming hand and grabbed Di's collar.

"It's so hot in here. Isn't the air conditioner on?"

A hearty voice came from outside the entrance, instantly dissolving the serious atmosphere in the lounge.

People looked towards the entrance and saw a young man with a smile on his face walking in from the door.

He has a handsome face, sharp edges, and a very well-proportioned figure. Although he is only wearing a simple T-shirt, his whole body has a clear smell like sunshine, which makes people feel very comfortable.

People in the lounge almost blurted out, "Son of Flame, Wang Yan!"

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