Under the leadership of the museum's advocacy of Dongyun, the disciples of the Zhang family martial arts hall, together with Lu Xuan and Lin Shiman, marched towards the registration office of the ring competition.

At this time, Lin Shiman stood beside Lu Xuan and whispered: "Lu Xuan, what are the ring competitions do you want to participate in?"

Just now, Lin Shiman was extremely surprised, but she didn't have the opportunity to ask Lu Xuan in person. When she was walking on the road, Lin Shiman took the opportunity to ask.

Lu Xuan looked at her incredibly surprised and smiled and said, "Well, what's wrong?"

Lin Shiman was amused and crying: "With your strength, all the martial arts masters will definitely not be your opponent. Are you trying to help Master Zhang win the first place in the ring competition?"

As Lin Shiman, born in an ancient martial arts family, she knew that the power Lu Xuan possessed was definitely not comparable to that of national martial arts.

Lu Xuan is a martial arts master, and these martial arts schools learn national skills, which is not a comparison at the same level.

"That's right," Lu Xuan didn't want Lin Shiman to know too much, and said with a smile.

Lin Shiman laughed and said, "Then don't let your opponent lose too badly. Don't knock your opponent down with one move. You should also save some face for others."

Looking at the little silly girl's playful look, Lu Xuan couldn't help but want to kiss her.

The registration office for the ring competition is located in a square in the center of Chinatown.

When they walked to the square, they saw a group of workers building a warship platform, and there were also national martial arts competitions everywhere. Who is the strongest?

Whether it is momentum or scale, it is extremely exaggerating.

On the side of the martial arts competition platform, people were swaying, and most of them were young people wearing martial arts uniforms. These people were disciples of various martial arts halls. Like the Zhang martial arts hall, the head of the museum led the disciples to sign up.

Of course, there was only one disciple who signed up, and the other disciples came to cheer.

When Lu Xuan approached, he immediately felt a strong smell of gunpowder in the air.

Even the martial arts halls of Chinese national martial arts are disliked by each other, let alone the martial arts halls of other countries.

For example, the Muay Thai martial arts hall in Shiguo, the Karate martial arts hall in Fusang, the American free fighting martial arts hall, the Taekwondo martial arts hall in Hanguo, etc. - there are so many types that are dazzling.

"What are you squeezing? Do you want to fight?"

"I just squeezed and I'm afraid you won't be able to do it?"

“fuck, you!”

"—" There were endless shouts and scolding, and Lu Xuan felt dizzy when he was quarreled.

"Shut up!"

Suddenly, a roar like a lion roar shook the entire square.

An old man in Tang suit strode over. He was very fat, with a slightly longer hair falling on his shoulders. Because his figure was out of shape, his face was also a little swollen.

But Lu Xuan could feel that there was a terrible aura in his body.

Don’t look at him as fat. This old man, once he attacks, he is definitely as fast as lightning, and his move is fatal! A flexible fat man! This is the first time Lu Xuan has seen a martial arts master who is so fat.

"President Hong!"

His arrival made everyone clasp his fists at him and said with great respect.

When President Hong walked to Zhang Dongyun's side, Zhang Dongyun quickly clasped his fists and greeted him with a smile.

President Hong looked at him and nodded with a smile.

Scandaling at everyone in the Zhang family martial arts hall, President Hong's eyes fell on Lu Xuan, and he was stunned for a moment.

On Lu Xuan, President Hong felt a very dangerous aura, but it seemed to be there or not.

Lu Xuan did not release his aura, and he did not expect that he was still noticed by President Hong. It is conceivable that President Hong is definitely an old man and extremely agile.

After taking a look at Lu Xuan for a while, President Hong then strode towards the registration office.

"Owner Zhang, who is President Hong?"

Lu Xuan asked in a low voice.

The owner of the Pavilion Zhang said with a gaze: "President Hong is the founder of the Central China Association. As long as the Central China Association opens a martial arts hall in Chinatown, he must not only report to the Central China Association in advance, but also join the Central China Association and establish a Tongmenghui."

"Brother Lu, you don't know that when the old group of us came to the United States, we were not only looked down upon by the locals, but also always caused trouble. President Hong stood up at this time and led us Chinese to resist all kinds of injustice. After the establishment of the Central China Association, those foreigners would no longer dare to bully us."

Listening to the words of Director Zhang, Lu Xuan looked at President Hong deeply. Unexpectedly, President Hong was a character, which was admirable.

"By the way, he is still the owner of the Hongquan Pavilion," Zhang Dongyun added.

The owner of the Hongquan Hall! Not only is the surname Hong, but he also teaches Hongquan.

Lu Xuan was shocked. Could this President Hong have something to do with my father-in-law Hong Dainian?

At this moment, Lu Xuan could see that the National Museum of Other countries looked at President Hong’s eyes with a vicious look.

They hold a grudge against President Hong and do not want to obey the rules.

Wherever President Hong went, everyone retreated to both sides and gave up a sidewalk.

The person in the registration office, also from the Hongquan Gym, set up a tent and a small table. A disciple of the Hongquan Gym sat at the table, registering the disciples who registered for each martial arts hall.

"By the way, Brother Lu, I forgot to tell you something."

At this time, Zhang Dongyun suddenly said.

Hearing this, Lu Xuan had a bad premonition: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Dongyun blushed and said, "That's right. President Hong sets rules for the competition in the arena and does not use internal strength."

"Damn!"

Lu Xuan immediately complained.

Without internal strength, it is about speed and physical strength, plus the Chinese martial arts moves.

Zhang Dongyun explained: "Because the internal energy is too lethal, if you fail, you will be killed. Therefore, in the first arena competition, President Hong set rules and no internal energy is allowed."

President Hong’s intention is to hope that both parties will stop when they click and not kill people by mistake.

Lu Xuan could understand this.

But Lu Xuan was still thinking that with his internal strength, he could defeat the enemy with his eyes closed.

Now that I can’t use internal strength, I have to win by moves, that’s really a thankless thing.

However, Lu Xuan's physical fitness has been washed by medicine and has absolutely terrible explosive power. It is no problem to defeat them without internal energy when dealing with the martial arts masters.

"Well, I understand," Lu Xuan nodded.

This time, Zhang Dongyun didn't deliberately cheat him, but really forgot about this matter.

Seeing that Lu Xuan was not angry, he seemed to have not taken this regulation seriously.

"Brother Lu, do you still have confidence?"

Zhang Dongyun asked in disappointment.
Chapter completed!