After some bargaining, Nie Feng paid for two scalper tickets and stepped into the field with Bu Jingyun.

"Wow, it's so lively." Bu Jingyun said. He originally thought the atmosphere outside the court was good enough, but now he found that when compared with the inside, he was his younger brother.

No wonder tickets are hard to come by. The atmosphere alone is worth most of the ticket price.

The two found their place, Nie Feng took out the token, took a few photos of the field, and then turned his back to the field, one shot at a time.

Nie Feng's editor's circle of friends text.

Nie Feng: "The good atmosphere makes me excited!" Then he attached the photos and selfies.

I received many replies and likes in an instant.

"Hey, Old Nie, look at that, isn't that Huangtan Master? That old boy is here too. Isn't he the most opposed to the new land policy?" Bu Jingyun patted Nie Feng who was replying to the news and pointed to someone in the distance and said.

"Oh? It's probably a scalper." Nie Feng looked at what Bu Jingyun pointed.

The Yellow Own Master seemed to feel Nie Feng's gaze and turned to look at Nie Feng.

The two looked at each other and smiled, nothing was left in their words.

"The gang leader is right. Anything you can't do is either you are not strong enough or you have not given enough." Bu Jingyun said.

Nie Feng nodded. After Xiongba announced the existence of Wanjie City to the World Association, all the elders of the gang who opposed the land policy made a big turn.

They even came out in person to preside over the division of land. They were to help Xiongba accumulate luck and enter Wanjie City as soon as possible.

The two of them chatted one after another, and the game began.

A huge cheer broke out in the venue in an instant.

"Jiumozhi! Come on, Master Jiumozhi!" The whole field was full of bald heads, bright and dazzling under the sunlight.

These are Jiumozhi's support team. After all, Jiumozhi is also a Buddhist, although the schools are different.

"Teacher Ye! Teacher Ye is mighty!" The huge cheers scared Nie Fengbu and Jingyun jumped, and the two had to cover their ears.

Only then did they realize that almost everyone around them was wearing red casual clothes, and they looked 80% of them were soldiers.

"Ming?" Nie Feng looked at many people waving flags with embroidered characters.

Nie Feng guessed right. These people are Ming Jun on vacation. As students, of course they have to support the teacher's competition.

Seeing that there were many supporters from the other party, the monks' voices were suppressed for a moment.

"They have a lot of people, but we have high cultivation, so we use lion roar skills." A great monk shouted loudly.

The other monks nodded in agreement, and they all put their energy into the air and accumulated energy, and used the lion roar skills.

"Jiu-Mo-Zhi-Master-Good-Yi-Master-Good-Yi-!"

A phantom of a lion flew towards the sky above the ring.

For a time, the words "Come on Master Jiumozhi" resounded inside and outside the venue.

"Damn, these bald donkeys cheat, we brothers can't make a fuss." A Ming army Qianhu stood in his seat and shouted loudly.

"Brothers, call me up!"

Ming soldiers put their hands on the shoulders of their comrades on both sides.

"Hey, hey!"

The Ming army stomped their feet as one, looking for the rhythm, and shouting the army's middle-class horns.

The huge silhouette of the Vermilion Bird rose from the ground, soaring above the arena, facing the lion from afar.

"I'm super, don't fight first in the audience." Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun were incompatible with the Ming army around him.

"Buzz, the venue is quiet, the competition begins soon!" A sweet voice came from the radio.

For a moment, the phantoms of the two giant beasts dissipated.

Ten minutes later, the game begins.

Ip Man and Jiumozhi entered the ring, and there were cheers in the field.

At this time, in a luxurious private room on the Ten Thousand Worlds arena, Zhu Yuanzhang and Abbot Xuanci are drinking tea.

Watching the game in this luxurious private room is like standing next to two people watching, very human.

Jinyiwei served tea and bowed and left the private room.

Only Zhu Yuanzhang and Xuan Ci are left in the private room.

"The Ming soldiers led by Your Majesty, the real army of tigers and wolves, and Song Ting in my world are really incomparable." Xuan Ci said.

"The abbot compares Song Ting with my Ming Dynasty. He looks down on Song Ting too much. If Zhao Da is okay, it's fine, so let's not do anything else. When Zhao Da comes to Wanjie City and sees his descendants, I don't know if he will be angry to death." Zhu Yuanzhang drank a cup of tea and started eating with the big cake beside him.

Comparing with you may really be furious.

Xuanci complained in his heart.

"I would like to thank Your Majesty for allowing the Ming Buddhist Sect to join the Buddhist Association of All Realms. I am here to thank Your Majesty." Xuan Ci stood up and clasped his hands together and performed a Buddhist ceremony.

No matter how much I complain, Xuanci still respects and admires Zhu Yuanzhang very much.

After all, Lao Zhu’s case is a scorpion shit, and it’s the only one.

It is really too outrageous to complete the transition from beggar to emperor in a mortal world.

Xuanci couldn't help but think of the Beggars' Sect in his own world.

"The abbot praised us, and I have to ask the abbot to discipline and train the Buddhists in the Ming world for me." Zhu Yuanzhang said.

"We were also monks when we were young. After the rule of the Yuan Dynasty, there were very few real monks. Most of them were stealing and few of them had Buddhist hearts." Zhu Yuanzhang said.

"Amitabha." Xuan Ci shouted the Buddha's name.

He had read the information about Buddhism in the Ming Dynasty and almost had high blood pressure.

Marrying a wife and having children, eating meat, is innocent. You have stepped on all the Buddhist rules and precepts.

Zhu Yuanzhang was too lazy to care about those monks, so he simply threw them to the Buddhist Association of All Realms.

Lao Zhu also treated monks very favorably. Although he was sent out by the abbot to beg for food when he was a child, he still treated Buddhists very favorably after becoming the emperor.

"By the way, how is that monk named Yao Guangxiao performing?" Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly mentioned a person.

"Daoyan Buddhism is profound and truly a strange person. He will be the lord of the Ming Dynasty Buddhist in the future." Xuanci praised Yao Guangxiao. He valued and liked this international student from the Ming Dynasty very much.

"Don't let him usurp the position of the abbot." Zhu Yuanzhang said.

"Haha, Daoyan has great ambitions, but he won't like a small abbot of Shaolin Temple." Xuan Ci could naturally see Yao Guangxiao's uneasy heart.

"Where is the position of the association president?"

"If he has this ability, I will abdicate and give in to the wise." Xuanci said lightly.

Off the court, as the big screen lights up Jiumozhi's avatar, the game ends.

Jiumozhi finally won his first ten consecutive victories in his life.

In order to prevent his feet from slipping, he specially bought a pair of anti-slip shoes, and his light skills were useless.

He's too detailed.

Although the ring suppressed cultivation to the first level, Jiumozhi still suppressed Yipin. This is not a matter of strength, but experience and experience.

"Ye Shuzhu's boxing is exquisite and he will accept it." Jiumozhi gave a Buddhist ceremony and helped Ye Wen up.

"Agree." Ip Man also bowed his fists and then the two left the venue.

In the lounge, Wu Chi Lin, Zhou Qingquan, Mrs. Ye and Ye Zhun.

Seeing Ye Wen come back, Wu Chi Lin stepped forward and comforted him, "Brother, it doesn't matter if you lose, you'll be fine next time you'll be able to get back."
Chapter completed!