In the afternoon of the next day, Zhang Ruolin and others gathered in the parking lot at the entrance of the hotel lobby. At this time, there were also several teams that were also competing, whispering to each other.

Everyone is wearing black sportswear customized by the National Martial Arts Association. The only thing that can highlight some vitality is the white stripes on the sleeves and the white stripes on the trouser legs.

As for how to distinguish the school from which each team comes, there is only the school name embroidered with gold silk thread on the chest.

Director Wang took the six people on the bus, and after only a twenty-minute drive, it stopped at the parking lot in front of the hill.

After getting off the bus, you can vaguely feel that you are in the middle of a bustling city, but you feel an out-of-place antique atmosphere.

There are straight cypress trees planted on both sides of the stone stairs going up the mountain. However, at this time of year, late autumn coincides with the beginning of winter, so the scenery is not so green, but it is not so gray and yellow either.

The mountain gate of the National Martial Arts Association is very simple, with two complete huge stone pillars and a horizontal stone on top.

On the lying stone, there are four big characters "National Martial Arts Association" chiselled, and the seal body is filled with cinnabar red, which is quite visual impact.

Wang Bole and the seven of them slowly walked into the mountain gate, and in their eyes they saw a wide square made of countless granite tiles.

Directly in front of the square is a tall ancient-style building with three floors, and the four cornices on the top are very imposing, as if pointing to the sky.

The buildings outside the square are much simpler.

The houses with red walls and blue tiles are all only one storey high. They are obviously bowing to the main hall, like stars over the moon.

Under the guidance of the staff, the seven people entered the main hall.

The first floor of the main hall is very wide. Except for four thick pillars and a huge stone placed in the center, there is nothing else inside.

On the front of the boulder, there is a large open-page book carved in stone. However, the two pages of the book are empty and there is no text.

While the others were staring at the book and finding it boring, Zhang Ruolin's mind began to throb involuntarily.

It was as if his mind flew out of his mind and went straight into the stone book.

This feeling is very subtle, as if this huge stone has some kind of connection with Zhang Ruolin's Dantian.

The moment his mind flew out, a ball of hot air flowed faintly in his dantian.

For a moment, Gao Pi's voice sounded in Zhang Ruolin's ears.

"Boss, let's go! What are you doing here? We are going to the conference room on the second floor."

Zhang Ruolin's mind was pulled back by Gao Pi's voice, and at the same time, the subtle connection was severed.

Zhang Ruolin was puzzled and followed him.

At this time, if someone can look through the Big Stone Book and look inside, they will find that there is an extra milky white aura flowing out of the Big Stone Book.

On the third floor of the main hall, there were three old men sitting upright. One of the old men at the head suddenly opened his eyes.

But the emotions in my heart were so excited that I couldn't suppress it, and I thought to myself:

"A strange book?! Has it appeared?"

At this moment, a beautiful woman in a black suit walked slowly from the second floor.

He bowed to the three of them and said:

"President, all the participants of the first martial arts trial have arrived."

After hearing this, the old man who was called the president followed the two other old men downstairs.

Second floor.

It is similar to a multimedia classroom, but without projectors and screens.

The conference room can accommodate a hundred people, and directly in front of the stepped seats, there is a high platform with a row of tables and chairs. To the right of the tables and chairs is a master's podium.

At this time, a group of participating students were already sitting on the steps.

The beautiful woman who had just gone up to the second floor to invite the three old men walked out from the door behind the high platform in a hurry, followed closely by the three old men.

After the three of them sat down in the middle, the beauty walked to the emcee's podium and stood behind her.

With a smile on his face, he said:

"Hello, classmates, I am a deacon of the National Martial Arts Association, and my name is Han Ling. Thank you all for traveling thousands of miles to come to the capital of civil and military affairs."

"Now let me introduce to you the three founding figures of the National Martial Arts Association."

"President Xing, the founder of the National Martial Arts Association, and the Immortal of Martial Arts!"

Hearing this, an old man with silver hair and white beard in the middle of the stage stood up slowly and nodded.

Everyone in the audience was talking about it:

"Earth Immortal? What is an Earth Immortal?"

"A fairy? Don't be kidding me. Where in the world can there be a fairy?"

The old man turned a deaf ear and smiled.

Deacon Han Ling continued:

"Vice President Long, founder of the National Martial Arts Association, and the Martial Arts Divine Court."

At this time, a rosy-faced silver-haired old man on the left stood up, took the initiative to raise his right hand and shook it at everyone.

"Vice President Wang, founder of the National Martial Arts Association, Martial Arts Divine Court."

An old woman on the right also stood up slowly, frowning slightly and looking serious.

After hearing this, Gao Pi turned his head to look at Mo Yuyao and asked with a blank look on his face:

"Yu Yao, what do Earth Immortal and Shenting mean?"

When Mo Yuyao heard Gao Pi asking herself, she replied concisely:

"A person who reaches the fifth level and is the most powerful in martial arts."

Gao Pi still looked confused.

Han Ling continued:

"Now I will briefly explain to you some arrangements for this martial arts trial."

"This is the first trial since the founding of the National Martial Arts Association. As for why it is held, I believe you already have a corresponding understanding when you join the National Martial Arts Club in your respective school, so I won't go into details."

"The process of the martial arts trial is very simple. The captain of each participating team will represent the entire team on stage to draw a number, and those with the same number will be your opponent."

"The fighting method is a five-five team battle. As for how to judge which team wins, it is also very simple. First, the five people each choose their own opponent, and in the end it only depends on which team has the majority of winners."

"As for the person who wins first, he can help his teammates, but he cannot help before the winner is determined, otherwise he will be eliminated directly."

"Okay, now let's invite all the captains to come up and draw lots. As for how to arrange the time, there will be an agenda later and it will be given to your captains."

When everyone heard this, they were all in an uproar.

This kind of game plan is not cruel. If one person defeats the opponent first during the fight, then the advantage of this team will snowball and become bigger and bigger.

And it is very likely that a situation will arise, five against one!

Gao Pi's body swayed involuntarily and he looked at Mo Yuyao hopelessly.

said:

"Yu Yao, otherwise I'll give up and I'll let you go. I feel like I'll be a drag on Long Shang."

Mo Yuyao looked at Gao Pi and pointed at Zhang Ruolin who had just walked to the stage to draw lots.

Whispered:

"With your big brother here, you have nothing to worry about, and you are not necessarily the weakest. Even if you are really weak, it doesn't matter, as long as you can resist beatings and don't take the initiative to admit defeat."

The corners of Gao Pi's mouth suddenly twitched twice, and he was speechless for a moment.

When Zhang Ruolin returned to his seat, Wu Gang hurriedly came forward and asked:

"President, which school did our opponent come from?"

Zhang Ruolin heard this and replied solemnly:

"Jin Provincial Polytechnic!"

Gao Pi said hurriedly:

"Okay, okay, it's not the Taishi team or the Yanshi team, so I'm relieved."

At this time, Han Ling's voice sounded again and said:

"I know that everyone is most concerned about the rewards after winning. Now I will tell you briefly."

"Every student of the top five winning teams will become a formal member of the Chinese Wushu Association. Don't be discouraged by the teams that don't win. As long as they perform well enough, they can become formal members. This is one of them."

"Secondly, the top three teams, and the best performer in each team, will likely become the direct disciples of the three founding leaders."

After hearing this, everyone in the audience became noisy again.

The opening ceremony ended so simply and rudely. Everyone thought it would be so grand, but now some boys and girls are somewhat disappointed.

However, only a very few people understand the importance of this martial arts trial.

Earthly fairyland, divine court realm.

If I hadn't been lucky enough to participate in this trial, I might not have been able to see with my own eyes the face of a true martial arts master in this lifetime.
To be continued...