The next day, the martial arts conference was held again.

The nine simple rings were all removed yesterday, and a new grand platform was built with wood in the center of the venue.

"Woo-Woo-Woo-"

But when he heard the sound of a horn, a beautiful figure in white jumped onto the platform, but he looked like a beautiful woman under thirty years old.

When everyone saw that he was elegant and had great light skills, they couldn't help but cheer.

At this time, no less than two thousand people gathered on the beach, each of whom was full of martial arts. He cheered in unison, as if thunder was rolling.

"Who is that female senior?" Yi Feiyun asked softly.

He did not meet the leader of the martial arts world and the leaders of the major sects yesterday. Later he learned that the leaders were not in the tent, but held a meeting in another secret place.

"She is Murong Xue, the daughter of former gang leader Murong Yi." Liu Wenying replied, "Last year, he took over as the gang leader and was also the current martial arts leader."

In order to avoid harming the harmony, the position of the leader of the martial arts world is for eight major sects to take turns to sit, and this year it is the Beggars' Sect's turn.

"The leader of the Beggars' Sect?" Yi Feiyun said with great surprise, "It's really not like it."

The woman in white looks beautiful and elegant, and no matter how she looks, she doesn't match the beggar.

Murong Xue saluted everyone and said loudly: "Today's conference, the martial arts seniors and young heroes come here, which is a grand event in the martial arts world. The little girl represents the Beggars' Sect."

"However, today's rookie competition is probably going to be put on hold for the time being."

"Why?"

"My sister received an urgent report last night and learned that the Jin army broke through the pass and has now surrounded the capital." Murong Xuedao.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked and shocked.

"How could I reach the capital so soon? Am I, Da Yong, about to die?"

"Don't worry too much. The elders of the Bible Gang have led the gang members and Shaolin, Wudang and Huashan factions to rush to help overnight, and they will surely be able to relieve the siege of the city."

Only then did everyone realize that they did not see these disciples today.

Murong Xue continued, "In addition, the Dayong Navy was also attacked by Japanese pirates and fell into a tough battle. However, the Blood Dragon Sect has taken over this matter. I believe that with Master Xiao's ability, only Japanese pirates are not worth mentioning."

"What are we going to do?" A sound like a bell sounded from the audience.

"Good question!" Murong Xue said, "Don't forget that the Japanese army was entrenched on Baisha Island at this time, preparing to attack the Jin army from north to south.

Now the imperial army is fighting against the Jin army, so the Japanese army can only be handed over to our martial arts people to deal with.

It is not a pity to lose the Yong Dynasty. If foreign barbarians launch a disaster in the Central Plains, the people of the world will be massacred, and countless innocent people will die.

Why do we practice martial arts hard in the martial arts world? Are we just fighting for fame and fortune? The great hero must take it as our responsibility to protect the people of the world. If we stand by and watch, wouldn’t we be ridiculed by the world? What kind of face does we call ourselves a hero?"

"Well said!"

The heroes in the audience applauded and took it as their responsibility to protect the people of the world. This is the mind of a true hero.

If you want to say that Murong Xue's eloquence is really good, let alone everyone being inspired to be excited and heroic, even Yi Feiyun feels a little excited.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

At this moment, a sudden burst of shocking laughter came.

A figure came in the air and landed on the platform.

But he was a middle-aged uncle wearing a black feather, wearing wooden clogs, slag-shaped beard, and a tough face like a knife and an axe.

Yi Feiyun saw that he was wearing two Japanese swords on his waist, dressed in Japan, and his whole body exuded a sharp momentum, like a sharp sword unsheathed. He thought that this person was probably the legendary Miyamoto Musashi.

Soon, the pop-up prompt verified his idea.

"Warning! Highly rated hostile individuals are detected and the danger level is too high. It is recommended to be treated with caution!"

"Role: Miyamoto Musashi"

"Title: Japan Sword Saint"

"Race: Human"

"Introduction: Miyamoto Musashi is the master of swordsmanship in Japan. He founded the first-class two days, killed 76 Yoshioka school alone, defeated Sasaki Kojiro, and fought for more than 60 times without a single defeat. He finally won the title of "Sword Saint". In addition, he is also well-versed in military tactics and art."

"Individual Rating: Silver"

"property:???"

"Note: You can die, but you cannot abandon the name of a samurai. - Miyamoto Musashi"

"Kill reward: 5000 Nirvana points (distributed by those participating in the siege according to their contribution); Silver Certificate*1 (obtained by those who contribute the most); Bronze Certificate*1 (obtained by those who participate in the war)"

"I'm talking about it. Miyamoto Musashi will come to the martial arts conference to cause trouble." Yi Feiyun said with a smile to Wei Junhao.

He was not surprised by the changes in front of him. When he saw the main task of the trial, he guessed the plot development.

Wei Junhao glanced at Yi Feiyun, and a faint smile flashed across the corner of his mouth.

I went, this guy actually laughed.

Yi Feiyun was shocked, which was much more surprising than the appearance of Miyamoto Musashi.

"What kind of hero, I think it's just a group of bears!" Miyamoto Musashi spoke sarcastically and swept over the heroes below the audience provocatively.

This sentence is said in Chinese, with the words and the words are straight and round, which surprised Yi Feiyun.

Murong Xue's expression changed and she asked, "I wonder who you are? Why are you talking nonsense here?"

"I am from Japan. Today I want to compete with the masters of the Central Plains martial arts world. Those who have courage can come up, and those who don't have courage can be regarded as turtles."

Miyamoto Musashi believed that he was invincible in the world. He wanted to challenge the heroes openly and defeat the confidence of the Central Plains martial arts world.

This provocation really annoyed everyone. All the masters in the audience were eager to try, but when they heard his voice trembled, it was obvious that his internal strength was extremely deep, and no one wanted to make a first bird for the time being.

At this time, a red-faced man jumped onto the platform and clasped his fists and said, "Ma Pingchuan, a disciple of Shaolin family, comes to learn about the Japanese tricks."

Many people shouted, "This red-faced man is quite famous in the world. He is the chief escort leader of the Shanhe Escort Agency. He has killed many bandits with one hand with the Damo sword technique.

Miyamoto Musashi said seriously: "Two days first, Miyamoto Musashi."

When he heard Miyamoto Musashi's self-reported name, only a few of them changed their faces, and most of them did not respond. Although Miyamoto Musashi was famous, he was limited to Japan. The Central Plains martial arts world knew not many of him.

"please!"

Ma Pingchuan's sword was unsheathed, and a shiny horse stinged towards Miyamoto Musashi.

What a fast sword! Everyone praised.

However, Ma Pingkawa did not touch Miyamoto Musashi, but instead crossed the latter and fell straight on the floor, leaving his upper body and lower body apart.

The bright red blood spread and flowed downstairs.

Only then did everyone realize that two Japanese knives appeared in Miyamoto Musashi's hand at some point.

A burst of exclamation sounded, and after the exclamation, there was a silence like death. No one saw how Miyamoto Musashi drew his sword, and no one saw clearly how he made a move.
Chapter completed!