"Sir, please give me permission." Just as they were whispering, a very blunt Mandarin voice came from behind Lu Yu and his party. When everyone turned around, they turned out to be three Japanese! These three people dressed up as if they had been active on the southeast coast.
Like a Japanese ronin, he wears a kimono with pleats like a skirt, and wooden clogs that are similar to wooden boards. His hands are folded and hidden in the sleeves, which is very Japanese. The person in the front with a bun on his head is facing towards
When he lowered his head, he could only see a broad forehead protruding forward, bowing politely.
The two people behind him were worse, they were also wearing kimonos, but they looked arrogant. One was holding a stick-like Japanese wooden sword in his hand, and the other was holding a package, a box wrapped in red silk.
Don't know what's hidden inside.
Lu Yu turned aside to make way for him, and nodded to him. Looking at his national costume, he was a little confused, why would there be Japanese participants in the Guoshu Tripod Conference?
He looked at Uncle Gui, who also frowned.
In fact, they were not the only ones who were confused. When these three people walked to the bottom of the ring with small steps, the crowd was in an uproar.
"Why the hell do you still have Japanese people!?" A Hongmen bearded man with a hot temper stood up at that time. At that time, because of a certain small island, all of China was immersed in the hatred of the Yamato nation.
In anger, people who practice martial arts since ancient times have been very bloody, and they attach great importance to the morality of the world. They often use the word chivalry to encourage themselves. As the saying goes, a great chivalrous man serves the country and the people. How can a man like him tolerate this foreign bastard?
Come here to run wild?
What he said was not very civilized, but it was very contagious. Countless patriots stood up in response and pointed at the three people.
"Damn it, how did you get in!?"
"Do you know where this place is? Grass!"[
"You bastard, get out of here!"
Like a gust of wind, the shouting and cursing could not be heard without stopping.
Their anger attracted enough attention, and all kinds of people in the chaotic hall turned their attention to these three people. The man walking in the front squinted his eyes and didn't mind, and his hygiene was very eye-catching.
, the attire was also eye-catching, and he went straight to Lu Tianshu who was sitting on the chair.
"Stop shouting! Do you know who this person is?" Li Zhao was sitting on a chair, holding a blue and white porcelain bowl and sipping tea. He blew gently and stared at Lu Tianshu with squinting eyes, his voice not loud.
But it can be heard clearly, "Master Qiao will not let anyone in without a post. Since he is here, he must be a guest."
"Mr. Li, what do you mean, do we need these bastards to interfere in the affairs of our martial arts circle? Which bastard gave you a black post!" The big man from Hongmen looked around.
"I gave it to you." Lu Tianshu was holding a sandalwood box and carefully rubbing the lines on the box, "Mr. Yagyu, I invited him here."
"What a fool!" the Hongmen man spat.
"Ouch, shame." Uncle Feng, who was sitting on the chair, snorted with great disdain.
"Master Lu Liu, what do you mean by this?" The Hongmen man didn't understand why Lu Tianshu did this.
"Fuck! What are you dissatisfied with?" Shang Kun appeared in time, and his strong figure was very eye-catching here. "You came to see our jokes, right? You can ask two people to help you at the Guoshu Tripod meeting.
The rules of boxing have been established for a long time, why can’t we invite one!?”
"What the fuck! Are you asking him to help you with your fists?" The veins on the head of the big Hongmen man bulged out. He took off his vest and threw the clothes to the ground, revealing a tall and strong figure as strong as an ox. "Why?
!You can’t find a fucking decent Chinese!”
"This is a matter of my Xingyi Sect, do you need to tell me what to do!?" Faced with the accusation, Shang Kun did not show weakness, stretched his neck and stared arrogantly. Today at the tripod meeting, everyone was staring at them.
Only Jinding came, either to grab things or to watch the fun, and few of them spoke to them. Looking at these onlookers who were afraid of chaos in the world, he was not even angry at all.
"Hey! Shang Kun, you are so stupid, do you really think that you are the orthodox sect of Xingyi? I haven't settled Mr.
He is 2 years old, and his body is bloated, basically without a figure. His body is wrapped in fat, which is initially estimated to be no less than 250 kilograms, and all the flesh on his face is curled up, making him look hideous.
"Who are you?" Shang Kun was about to reply, but it seemed that the speaker was a woman and it was not convenient for him to say it too harshly.[
"Do you deserve to know!?" The woman put her hands on her hips and her eyes almost stood up. The corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of evil spirits. It seemed that she and Shang Kun had a sworn hatred.
"Fat Aunt!" Zhao Fusheng, who was behind Li Zhao, still had the same bitter face. He raised his hand towards the woman, "What happened today is a grudge between my Xue family and their master and apprentice. Please don't interfere."
"Fusheng! This is not a matter of your life, it is related to the honor and disgrace of my body and mind!" The woman said earnestly to Xue Fusheng.
"Fuck! What are you talking about!?" A monk stood up on a chair in front, "Why does this golden tripod belong to your Xingyi Sect? According to the rules of our ancestors, whoever has the ability can take this thing! You guys
Are you right?" As he spoke, he raised his hand and started to incite. Those who had evil intentions naturally started to make a fuss, and the whole hall began to become a mess again.
At this time, Uncle Gui had already walked to the camp of the Eagle Claw Sect. A group of juniors all stood up and saluted. Uncle Gui just nodded and told them to sit down one by one. The Eagle Claw Sect is a relatively small sect and is not that prominent, so naturally it is not.
He went to the seat in front. He looked around and then crossed his legs, hugging his knees and watching the show, looking content. Lu Yu looked around him. The most mature person was only in his thirties. It seemed that this time
The one who comes from the Eagle Claw Sect is the one with the highest seniority.
Uncle Feng sat behind Li Zhao, closing his eyes and concentrating. He listened to a junior next to him and nodded from time to time. The small group of people were quite respectful to him, including Li Zhao from the Baji Sect. The old man held the
He sipped tea with a folding fan and chatted with Lao Feng from time to time, talking and laughing very politely.
Lu Yu found a corner and stood, leaning against the wall to watch the crowd of people waiting. Qin Lan and Xiao Qi were also beside him.
As soon as Lu Yu came in, there was a pair of eyes staring at him. That was Xue Fusheng. This man stood behind Mr. Li Zhao and looked at Xiao Lu. Xiao Lu also noticed him. Lu Yu recognized him at a glance.
The young man who suddenly beat out the security guard in the hot pot city was about the same age and stature. They were both handsome guys. However, they were very different in temperament. Lu Yu was the kind of guy who always had bad intentions.
He is a sunny boy who smiles, while Xue Fusheng is a very silent and cool guy. The wrinkles between his eyebrows are particularly obvious, and he always seems to have endless things on his mind, which makes him look very depressed.