The martial alliance conference requires fairness and justice, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere, let alone seek revenge in private, etc.
"Anyone who breaks the rules will be dealt with by the execution hall."
"Next, please invite the leader of the alliance to come on stage and speak."
Amidst a burst of warm applause, the little old man Luo Jiuyang walked onto the ring in a hurry.
He was still wearing a Tang suit, with a smile on his brows, and he had a kind face no matter how you looked at him.
"Dear heroes, it has been 60 years since the Northern Martial Arts League was founded. This is the twelfth grand gathering of the Martial Arts League. I am very pleased to see so many new faces."
"I hope that everyone can achieve breakthroughs in this conference, but the competition and discussion will only end there."
"As warriors, we should not fight bravely or bully the weak. This is our principle."
"More importantly, we must always remember that practicing martial arts will bring peace to the world and strengthen our Chinese soul."
'Wow...'
There was thunderous applause, and the person who spoke these words was very emotional and excited.
"Master Yun Chan, please come up and say a few words."
Luo Jiuyang looked at the sky and shouted.
Suddenly, a figure flew directly over from a distance like an eagle spreading its wings.
He stepped on the void with extremely fast speed, which shocked everyone present and was dumbfounded.
The person who came was none other than Master Yun Chan. It can be seen that his Qinggong skills were beyond the reach of other martial artists.
Even Xiao Feng's eyes widened, he was as light as a swallow, he was indeed a master.
Master Yun Chan was like a fallen leaf, falling lightly on the ring without making any sound, which was even more amazing.
"Leader Luo, I'm so polite."
"Haha...Master Yunchan is too polite."
The two of them clasped their fists at the same time, and Luo Jiuyang said with a smile: "You are one of the founders of the Wu Meng. Today is a grand gathering of the Wu Meng, how can we miss you?"
"Haha...it is an honor for me to participate in the Martial Alliance Conference again."
Master Yun Chan held one hand behind his back and looked at the crowd.
"Everyone, heroes, you are the hope of the Martial Alliance."
"One day in the future, you will all have the opportunity to become a grand master and take charge of one side."
"Human potential is infinite. I wish you all can make breakthroughs at the conference."
"I declare that the Northern Martial Alliance Conference has officially begun."
As his voice fell, the drums sounded again.
Master Yun Chan and Luo Jiuyang flew onto the podium.
In addition to the two of them, there are also two deputy leaders, Guo Changxian and Lu Quanweng.
This martial arts conference is different from the past. In addition to the alliance leader and deputy alliance leader, the presidents of the twelve branches and the twelve supervisors can all choose to enter the arena.
There are ten representatives from each branch, and a total of more than 100 people attended the Wumeng Conference.
However, the branch president will basically not participate. The vice president or hall leader will lead the team.
First there is an individual competition, and finally there is a group competition.
That is, collective battles between branches and multi-person mixed battles. This is also the biggest attraction of this year's conference, which has never happened before.
As for the twelve supervisors, including Linghu Kong, a total of four supervisors will take the stage.
They are the representatives with the highest force value. Only the finalists who reach the top four are qualified to compete with Supervision History.
Everyone began to draw lots. In order to ensure fairness, members of the same branch would not meet at all in the early stage.
The Zhenjiang Martial Arts Association does not have a vice-president, so the leader is naturally the leader.
Now of the four hall masters, only Xiao Feng and Leng Mufeng are left.
In addition to the two of them, there are also Yang Liuqing, Yuan Yin, Tang Xueru, Yan Nan and others.
After the draw was over, Yan Nan said excitedly: "President, Hall Master, I will play the first game."
"Behave well, you have made great progress recently."
Yuan Nanwu praised.
"Hehe... I don't know who my opponent is."
Yan Nan is gearing up and looking forward to it.
At this time, Gongsun Liang took the roster and began to call names on the stage.
"Today's first competition is between Zhenjiang Martial Arts Association Yannan and Longtan Martial Arts Association Lin Shundou."
"What? Lin Shundou?"
Upon hearing these three words, Yan Nan's expression changed.
They were still talking about this person just now, saying that he was a new master from the Longtan Martial Arts Association, but they didn't expect to face him in their first match.
"People are coming."
Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes.
I saw a young man in his thirties slowly walking out from the Longtan Martial Arts Association.
He has a shaved head and a poisonous scorpion tattooed on the top of his head, which makes him look a little evil.
He carried two scimitars on his waist and staggered when he walked. It turned out that his left leg was disabled.
"Holy crap! This is a lame person."
"Hahaha... Is there no one left in the Longtan Martial Arts Association? Why would you send a disabled person to the ring? Isn't this an international joke?"
The other members of the Martial Arts Club laughed at him one after another.
The Martial Alliance Conference has been held so many times, but there has never been a person with handicap on the stage. This is definitely the first time.
On the rostrum, Lu Quanweng smiled coldly: "What are you doing? Isn't Longtan Martial Arts Association afraid of embarrassment?"
"Deputy Leader Lu, don't judge people by their appearance."
Guo Changxian said quietly: "Don't you understand the principle of a disabled body and a strong will?"
"Deputy Leader Guo, this is a competition of martial arts, not a competition of perseverance."
The two deputy leaders are tit for tat, and both sides are naturally fighting overtly and covertly.
"Master Yunchan, what do you think?"
Luo Jiuyang asked.
Master Yun Chan squinted his eyes and smiled slightly: "We'll see, I don't think it's that simple."
Yan Nan and others were also a little confused, weren't they talking about martial arts masters?
Only those with these legs and feet can compete in the ring? Doesn’t it mean that if you go up there, you will die?
"Haha... It seems that this news is not credible."
Yang Liuqing smiled and said: "Yan Nan, you have to be merciful and don't paralyze me."
"Don't worry, I'll finish it off."
The worries in Yan Nan's heart dissipated.
But Xiao Feng frowned and reminded: "Yan Nan, don't underestimate the enemy. I think this person is extraordinary."
"Master, don't worry."
Yan Nan got up and chased after him. He rushed all the way to the bottom of the ring and jumped up.
He kicked his feet on the stone surface, used his strength, and rolled directly onto the ring.
At this time, Lin Shundou limped under the ring. Facing everyone's ridicule, he remained expressionless and unmoved.
Just when everyone wanted to see his joke, he touched the ground with his right foot and flew straight up.
This scene shocked everyone, but in the next second, he lost control of his body and fell to the ground on the spot, falling on all fours.
"Hahaha…"
There was a burst of laughter. I thought he could show off his power, but it turned out to make people laugh out loud.
"Is this idiot here to make a joke? Go home quickly, we won't be able to catch the No. 2 bus in a while."
"I said brother, come back quickly, don't die on the ring."
Lin Shundou didn't seem to hear the ridicule from everyone, and still went his own way.
He slowly got up, patted the dust off his body, and walked directly onto the ring from the side.
Xiao Feng also looked surprised. Could it be that he had made a mistake?
After he entered the ring, Gongsun Liang persuaded him: "Lin Shun Dou, although it is a martial arts competition, but the fists and feet have no eyes, you still..."
"No need to say more, let's get started."
Lin Shundou's voice was low and his eyes were expressionless.
Gongsun Liang shook his head. He was too lazy to talk nonsense to such a ungrateful person.
After saying a few words, he got off the stage.
At this time, the venue was still noisy, and some people were even shouting, telling Yan Nan to fight quickly and switch to the second battle.