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The next day.

Before the sun was up, Chen Xiaobei, Tai Yitan, Wu Aofeng, and Huo Yuanba had already left for Xuanjian Faction.

As the most powerful faction in China, Xuanjian Faction was the only place suitable for holding the martial arts competition. Especially since the model this year was particularly large, it would have been impossible to change the venue. 

"Xuanjian Faction is right in front!" Chen Xiaobei made some arrangement. "Because we have too many enemies, we'll split up later. Don't move together and don't tell anyone that you know me! So that if I were targeted, you wouldn't be marked either."

"Affirmative! Please take care, Sifu!"

The three disciples left and headed towards Mount Xuanjian in separate directions.

Chen Xiaobei sat back for a while before heading towards the mountain on his own.