In the Jun family's residence, Meylina snorted coldly when she saw the news on the headlines. She said, "These old fogeys don't know what's good for them."
On the other side, a young man with a flattop haircut and a cold face was Meylina's fiance, the genius of the National Military School, Sanjay.
He held her hand and said, "Lundie must want to win the tournament and get immunity to save his life."
"Impossible! I have to avenge my father and brother's death. Lundie must die," she spat through gritted teeth.
He nodded, "Of course. Therefore, we cannot let Lundie take the throne."
"Let's enter the contest and beat him to death," she suggested.
Sanjay shook his head and looked at her. "Meeylina, I know you want to take revenge, but we have already got the qualifications. If we want to participate in the preliminary rounds again, they wouldn't agree."
"Do we have to watch as that guy gets immunity?" She snarled.
He sneered, "Of course not. We can't participate, but that doesn't mean others can't!"
His words suddenly made her eyes light up, making her excited.
"Yes, I'll find someone to sign up for the contest. I can't let that guy win the championship and receive immunity."
He nodded, "Don't worry. There are many experts and even a few martial artists at the peak stage of Level 5. That guy has little chance of winning the selection."
"Besides, I also know some people. If they are qualified, they can go and have some fun."
"Thank you, Sanjay." Meylina leaned against Sanjay's chest.
He gently stroked her long hair and said softly, "You are my fiancee. I should help you." "Sanjay, after killing Lundie, we will get married after this contest!" She announced.
He nodded. There was a hint of excitement in his eyes. "I have been waiting for this day for a long time."
Almost at the same time, in Capital Martial Arts Academy.
Inside a well- decorated office, Satria was sitting cross- legged on an office chair, listening to various reports gathered by his subordinates.
"Mr. Cao, Sanjay and Meylina won't let things go. They might send someone to participate and stop Lundie from winning the competition. Do we need to send someone?" A subordinate asked.
Satria's finger tapped on the table's surface. He slowly said, "There is no need."
"Mr. Cao, this..." His subordinate was a little confused.
Satria narrowed his eyes, "The preliminaries only have a group of nobodies. The true experts have long since obtained pre- set spots. They don't even have to participate in the selection."
"But in that case, if that guy gets immunity, we won't be able to avenge Hexgon," the subordinate said.
3 at ria snorted coldly, "The so-called immunity is just a joke. It's a shield used to stuff your mouth. Do you really think that it is a big deal?"
"Mr. Cao, I don't quite understand this. Could it be that the champion's reward is false?" The subordinate looked puzzled.
"Idiot!" Satria glared at him and then explained, "The real immunity is personal strength. As long as you are strong enough, no one dares to hurt you, no matter what you have done. You don't need to be exempted."
"If your fists aren't strong enough, what protection would it be? When the time comes, the enemy will come knocking on your door and kill you. What's the use of immunity? It's a piece of useless paper."
"Remember, this world is no longer the same as three years ago. The law and rules are slowly becoming a joke."
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