As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Lu Xuan and was shocked.

Zhang Yunzhi muttered in a low voice: "Uncle Lu, aren't you afraid of being struck to death by lightning?"

When Lu Xuan's old face turned dark, Lin Shiman asked foolishly: "Zhang Yunzhi, what does it mean?

Why can't I understand?"

"Pretending to be thunder," Zhang Yunzhi explained.

"Puff!"

Lin Shiman laughed sweetly.

"Bang!"

Zhang Dongyun slapped Zhang Yunzhi on the head: "Why did you talk to your Uncle Lu!"

After teaching his son a lesson, Zhang Dongyun looked at Lu Xuan and said, "Brother Lu, don't pay attention to him. This kid often owes so much."

"But--" Zhang Dongyun changed his tone and smiled bitterly: "Are you a little too confident, right?"

Is there any difference between 100% and 99%?

If you can't use internal strength, Zhang Dongyun didn't think Lu Xuan was still invincible.

“Is it not a good thing to be confident?”

Lu Xuan asked back.

"Well!"

Zhang Dongyun was shocked and had no way to refute it. He nodded and said, "Then pretend I didn't say anything."

"Master, it's our turn!"

A disciple of Zhang Dongyun suddenly said.

"Brother Lu, let's go over," said Zhang Dongyun.

"good!"

Under the clan support of everyone from the Zhang Family Martial Arts Hall, Lu Xuan walked to the registration office.

Zhang Dongyun asked Lu Xuan to stand aside, and he went to report Lu Xuan's relevant information to the registered person.

"Lu Xuan, come and sign."

A few minutes later, Zhang Dongyun waved.

Need to sign?

Lu Xuan walked over in confusion, and suddenly appeared on the table, a "life and death situation" was a bit dazzling.

Even if you cannot use internal strength in the ring competition, you still need to sign a life-and-death letter. Neither the martial arts school nor the organizers of the Central China Association want to take responsibility.

If someone dies, they can only blame the disciples participating in the competition for being inferior to others and have bad luck.

Life and death are destined, and wealth is in heaven! Fists and feet are eyeless. If one punches hit the vital point, it will still be fatal without the blessing of internal strength.

However, the disciples who can participate in the ring are all masters of national martial arts and will not attack the opponent's key points, so the chance of death is still very low.

But it may also happen. Three years ago, a martial arts disciple was killed on the spot during the competition.

Therefore, signing a life-and-death case is good for everyone.

However, such a life and death situation is actually not recognized in the legal system, just like an underground black fist, which cannot be seen.

But President Hong of the Central China Association had some tricks. He came forward to solve the life of three years ago.

Of course, if someone dies, both sides will definitely need to pay for the martial arts halls.

Lu Xuan didn't read the contents of this life and death situation, picked up the pen and signed his name.

On the other hand, the participating disciples in the martial arts halls hesitated for a moment before signing.

In this peaceful era, who is not afraid of death?

"Owner Zhang!"

After signing the signature, when Zhang Dongyun was about to lead the disciples of the martial arts school to leave, President Hong suddenly came over.

The owner Zhang was a little flattered. After being stunned, he clasped his fists and said, "President Hong, how can I ask if I have any advice?"

President Hong laughed and said, "I dare not take the advice. I haven't seen you for a long time. Come and say hello to you."

"President Hong, you are polite," Zhang Dongyun looked happy. Anyone's face would be glossed when he could be "loved" by President Hong so much.

When the other martial arts owners frowned when they saw this scene - President Hong glanced at Lu Xuan and said, "You disciple, you are so beautiful."

As expected, he would not go to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble. After Zhang Dongyun's mind trembled, he said with a grin: "This is a disciple I just accepted, what's wrong?"

"hehe!"

President Hong shook his head and smiled: "I just accepted the disciple, Master Zhang, are you kidding?"

In everyone's opinion, when he just entered the martial arts school to practice martial arts, he came to participate in the competition. This is no different from seeking death, unless he had some foundation before or was looking for foreign aid.

"No joke," Zhang Dongyun said seriously.

President Hong thought: "Owner Zhang, you should know the rules of the arena competition. You can only use the national skills of your own martial arts school, but not other martial arts schools."

To put it bluntly, President Hong meant that you can find foreign players, but don’t break the rules.

Zhang Dongyun is not stupid. How could he find a disciple who had just entered the martial arts school to participate in the ring competition? So President Hong concluded that Lu Xuan was a master of national martial arts, but he was not sure whether he could Wing Chun.

"I know this," Zhang Dongyun nodded.

"Let's talk with one step."

President Hong said again.

Zhang Dongyun felt a thrill in his heart and had a bad premonition.

In the absence of anyone, President Hong looked at Zhang Dongyun who was walking in front of him and sighed: "Master Zhang, do you know that this year's ring competition is not my Chinese martial arts martial arts school, but almost all foreign players have been found."

"What!"

Zhang Dongyun's heart skipped a beat and he spoke in shock.

"They even put down their words in front of me. Our disciples of the Chinese National Arts and Martial Arts Museum cannot even enter the top ten," President Hong said with a gloomy face.

"—" Zhang Dongyun was stunned and couldn't help but have a cold war.

"President Hong, what should I do now?

They are actually looking for foreign aid?"

Zhang Dongyun asked.

"Um!"

There was a solemn look between President Hong's eyebrows: "These participating disciples from foreign martial arts schools have all had faces, and I have never seen any of them. If I guess correctly, these disciples were invited by them from their respective countries and were the strongest masters of national martial arts in their country."

"They do this to make our Chinese martial arts lose face, to defeat us, and to completely kill us," said President Hong, with the cold light in his eyes flashing.

"Hiss--" Zhang Dongyun couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

This is a completely stage competition for Chinese national martial arts.

"Only the champion of the last Karate Martial Arts Hall was an old face, and other disciples from foreign martial arts halls were all new faces," President Hong said coldly.

President Hong talked for a long time, and Zhang Dongyun finally spoke: "President Hong, what should we do?"

“What can we do?

I can only deal with the moves," President Hong shook his head and said, "In our Chinese National Arts martial arts school, only your disciples who participated in the competition are a new face, so I came over to ask."

Zhang Dongyun was so amused that he didn't know what to say.

By chance, Brother Lu would represent their martial arts hall to participate in this year's ring competition.

"How is his strength? Do you know?"

President Hong asked.

Zhang Dongyun thought for a while and said, "It's okay, but he is very confident and it's no problem to get the first place."
Chapter completed!