After breakfast, Han Sanqian and Shi Jing went out to the venue of the Wuji Summit.

This is Han Sanqian's third time coming to this place. He seems familiar with it, but the difference is that Han Sanqian, who came here for the first time, is still unknown. Even if someone knows him, he just treats him as a waste young master of the Han family.

Now, after two games, Han Sanqian has become famous and no one regards him as a waste. Even many martial arts people look at Han Sanqian with admiration.

After all, Han Sanqian has all scored Yan Bingfeng, who is most expected to win the championship, and this is something worth savoring for the entire Wuji Summit. If he can become a favorite to win the championship, doesn’t it mean that he is also one of the favorites to win the championship?

Not long after he arrived at the scene, an elderly man appeared in front of Han Sanqian and the others with a group of disciples, but looking at his kind expression, he was not here to make trouble.

"Hello, my name is Wang Qiannian, and I am the owner of Fengling Pavilion." Wang Qiannian's self-introduction was very simple, and the smile on his face was also very gentle.

Fengling Hall is also a relatively famous existence in the Yanjing martial arts world. Wang had won the championship of the Wuji Summit in previous years. Unfortunately, his disciples have been incredible in recent years, so Fengling Hall has shown signs of declining day by day. The reason why he appeared in front of Han Sanqian was because he had a crush on Han Sanqian's skills and hoped that Han Sanqian could join Fengling Hall, so that Fengling Hall could reverse the decline.

Han Sanqian knew his purpose, and for him, joining any martial arts school would not be considered, but Han Sanqian still understood the principle of not beating a smile on his face, so he did not show any obvious repulsion.

"Hello, Master Wang," Han Sanqian said.

Seeing that Han Sanqian was humble, Wang Xiannian laughed. He thought Han Sanqian was a very cold person. After all, it was very rare to have such skills at his age. It is reasonable for some talented people to have some bad tempers, but Han Sanqian was completely different from what he imagined, which surprised Wang Xiannian.

"I guess Young Master Han also knows why I came here, so I won't talk nonsense. I hope Young Master Han can join Fengling Hall." Wang did not beat around the bush in previous years. After all, he also knew that Han Sanqian could guess his purpose, and speaking more nonsense was a bad idea.

Han Sanqian nodded and said, "Lord Wang, I have no idea to join any martial arts hall at the moment. I hope the Lord Wang can understand."

This was the answer that Wang had expected in his previous years, but I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed when I heard Han Sanqian say this. After all, if a master like Han Sanqian could join the Fengling Hall, the benefits would be unimaginable.

"Oh." Wang Xiannian sighed and said, "Mr. Han, I know that Fenglingguan cannot be able to see you, but don't worry, as long as you are willing to join, Fenglingguan will definitely do its best to give you what you want. I hope you can think about it carefully."

"King's previous years." At this moment, a sudden sound suddenly sounded.

A man who was about the same age as Wang in previous years came over and was accompanied by a group of disciples behind him. It was obvious that this was also the owner of a martial arts hall. And judging from his appearance, he might have been inconsistent with Wang in previous years.

"Wang Xiannian, you didn't want Young Master Han to join your Fengling Pavilion. You don't look at what Fengling Pavilion is like now, even the venue is leaking." The man said sarcastically.

Wang's face was gloomy in previous years. He was a rival for many years. It was inevitable that he would compete with each other. However, this person's methods have never been clean, and he even stumped Wang in previous years, which led to the two families having a long grudge. However, since Fengling Hall could not compare with each other, most of the time, Wang could only swallow his anger in previous years.

"What I want to do has anything to do with you?" Wang Qiannian said coldly.

"Why doesn't it matter? I don't want to see a top talent like Young Master Han join your Powu Dang Hall." The man said with a smile.

Han Sanqian could see the smell of gunpowder between the two. Although they were all for him, Han Sanqian would never be involved in this dispute. He also wanted to resolve the matter in Yanjing as soon as possible, and then go to Yuncheng after stabilizing the situation in Yanjing, so he could not cause trouble for himself.

"You two are chatting slowly, I'll leave first." After Han Sanqian said this, he took Shi Jing away.

Walking beside Han Sanqian, Shi Jing whispered: "It seems that there are many martial arts halls that hope you can join."

"They don't want me to join, but they don't want to see me join other martial arts halls, so this phenomenon occurs." Han Sanqian said with a smile.

In every martial arts hall, its owner is almost the peak of the strength of the entire martial arts hall. This is also the reason why those masters can exist. Who is willing to really invite a master to go back? This not only suppresses the martial arts hall, but also suppresses the owners themselves. As long as they are a normal person, they will definitely not be willing to invite a Buddha to go back and press on their heads.

But in the current situation, they were even more reluctant to see other martial arts schools invite Han Sanqian home, so this situation was forced to happen.

"Why?" Shi Jing did not understand Han Sanqian so thoroughly, so in her opinion, she did not understand Han Sanqian's words.

"It's a very simple truth. If you were the head of the family, would you invite someone with a stronger ability than you to come home?" Han Sanqian said with a smile.

Shi Jing thought about it and shook her head decisively. The majesty of the head of the family is that the son is the strongest. Isn’t this asking for trouble for himself?

"Sometimes I really doubt how you understand these things." Shi Jing smiled helplessly. For her, the more thorough Han Sanqian thought, the more mature he became. But how could a child who was only fourteen years old have such a mature mind?

"There is no way, don't you understand, I'll be finished long ago?" Han Sanqian said. Now he knows more than he was fourteen years old, but Han Sanqian doesn't think he was just a child back then, because in the other fourteen years old, he has also become scheming.

Shi Jing didn't say anything. She understood what Han Sanqian meant. Indeed, if he didn't know anything and was oppressed in the Han family, how could he achieve such success now?

"Han Sanqian is here!"

"It's Han Sanqian, he's finally here!"

"Male God, this is my new male God."

When Han Sanqianyi walked into the venue, many spectators in the stands became excited.
Chapter completed!