Shen Tao, who was standing nearby, was dumbfounded.
He had personally seen Yang Chen take action twice at the Gate Martial Arts Hall. The first time was against Xie Zhankui, and he showed mercy and gave up three moves.
The second time was against Xie Zhankui's senior brother, Xie Kui. At that time, he was so angry that he started fighting whenever they disagreed. Xie Kui just barely resisted a move and then lost, and was almost crippled.
Therefore, Shen Tao was quite in awe of Yang Chen, to be precise, he was a little scared, because he didn't know when Yang Chen would change his face, and he might just give him a beating and be done with it.
But Ouyang Qing, who came with him, looked like he was only in his forties. In fact, he was fifty-five years old because he had been practicing Chinese martial arts and meditating all year round. His martial arts skills were almost the same as Xie Kui's, or even slightly higher. So a piece.
Only with such strength can he become the executive vice president of the Donghai City Guoshu Association. All the daily affairs of the Guoshu Association, including the competition held this time, are all handled by him in practice.
But such a person just shook hands and knelt down on the spot without even the ability to resist.
"Gudong!"
Looking at Ouyang Qing, whose cheeks were red with pain, Shen Tao's voice trembled, and he quickly stepped forward and cupped his fists: "Mr. Yang, please be merciful and give Vice President Ouyang some face, and also give some face to the Donghai City Martial Arts Association. After all, Mr. Yang is temporarily considered a member of our Donghai City."
"It seems to make sense."
Yang Chen turned to look at Shen Tao, who was sincere, nodded slowly, and then pulled Ouyang Qing up. With a flip of his right hand, a soft force directly forced him back.
Ouyang Qing staggered back a few steps and then stood upright. He held Shi's right hand that was almost broken with his left hand. The moment he raised his head, there were a few more veins on his forehead: "Yang, what do you want to do?"
"Vice President Ouyang, what you said is that you are the one who wants to shake hands and the one who kneels down. What does it have to do with me?"
"Besides...if my guess is right, Xie Kui asked you to come. Now that you are here, show your attitude. If I don't go to the competition, you will probably have no place to show your face."
"After all, if word gets out that someone abstains from the semi-finals of the Donghai City Guoshu Association, it would be a shame for you reputable people. You don't want to explain it to the president of the Huaxia Guoshu Association."
When Yang Chen spoke, he touched his body and raised his fingers towards Shen Tao: "Deputy Director Shen, have you brought a cigarette? I need to calm down my emotions, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."
"Bring it, bring it."
Shen Tao was so frightened that he quickly took out a box of Soft China from his pocket and handed it over: "I bought it for Mr. Yang, I just forgot about it."
"You're quite good at it."
Yang Chen lit a cigarette and then turned his gaze to the fierce Ouyang Qing: "Okay, stop staring, you are not my opponent anyway. For the sake of you just kneeling on behalf of your Chinese martial arts association , I will go with you reluctantly."
"By the way, let me explain, it's not that I don't want to go, but you won't tell me where I am, how can I go there? That old guy Xie Kui even pretended to be angry with me early in the morning, thinking that I was from your Chinese Martial Arts Association A person, or his disciple?"
"How funny!"
Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders and pointed to the car in front of him: "Open the door and leave quickly. If you are late, don't worry about my business."
"you!"
Seeing Shen Tao open the car door and let Yang Chen sit in the back seat gracefully, Ouyang Qing's face turned pale and his eyes could kill someone.
"President Ouyang, business matters are important."
Shen Tao quickly dissuaded him.
"snort!"
"I want to see what the person I asked the vice president to pick up in person is really capable of!"
Ouyang Qing snorted coldly, got into the car, and sat in the passenger seat.
Yang Chen crossed his legs and smoked cigarettes one by one, almost choking Ouyang Qing to death.
But he couldn't care so much now, and was still moving his wrist quickly. His hand was pinched by Yang Chen just now, as if it was clamped by iron pliers. Looking back now, he still has lingering fears: "What is the origin of this kid? He can actually Let Liu Jie and Xie Kui pay attention to it at the same time. It seems that the competition in this national martial arts competition will be fierce, and Xie Kui must have a plan. Otherwise, if this kid wins the championship, won't the position of president be given to him? "
On the one hand, this Chinese martial arts competition is a normal competition held every four years. We want to select some Chinese martial arts elites to join the Donghai City Chinese Martial Arts Association. On the other hand, the previous president has taken office and we want to elect a new one through this competition. 's president.
There is no age requirement for the president of the Chinese Martial Arts Association, as long as he is a master who has lived in the East China Sea for a long time, and this time, for the first time, the winner of the competition will be designated as the president.
Therefore, many masters participated in this competition.
After the preliminary round, basically all the younger generation were eliminated. Most of them were masters from the Main Gate Martial Arts Hall and the Donghai City Martial Arts Association, including Liu Jie, the director of the Main Gate Martial Arts Hall, Xie Kui, and Ouyang Qing. .
While Ouyang Hao was deep in thought, the Jeep had already left Qingshan Village, and after an hour of high-speed driving, it finally arrived at the entrance of the Donghai City Gate Martial Arts Hall.
"It turns out to be here."
Yang Chen also woke up, stretched out and got out of the car, holding a cigarette in his mouth. He looked at several posters about the Chinese martial arts competition at the entrance of the gate martial arts hall, as well as various banners, and then he realized that the Chinese martial arts competition this time had been chosen. Held at the main hall of Damen Martial Arts School.
"Mr. Yang, please, the semifinals will start in fifteen minutes."
Shen Tao said.
"OK."
Yang Chen nodded, put his hands in his pockets, and followed Shen Tao into the gate martial arts gym.
The atmosphere in the martial arts hall was quite lively, and there were people talking through the microphone.
Going up to the fourth floor, you will see a huge venue, which looks a bit like a gymnasium. It is surrounded by seats and can accommodate about 500 people.
In the middle of the venue is a huge ring, like a place where boxers fight.
On the left side is the rostrum, on which are several leaders of the Chinese Martial Arts Association, including the president.
Yang Chen squinted his eyes and took a look. In the middle was a white-haired old man with sharp eyes. He looked very powerful: "Not bad, I didn't expect that there are actually close to innate martial arts masters in the Donghai City Guoshu Association. No wonder Can be the president."
"Mr. Yang."
At this moment, a deep voice came from the right.
Yang Chen turned around and saw that Xie Kui had appeared next to him at some unknown time: "Old Xie, this outfit looks good today. It seems that you are determined to win the position of president."
"Mr. Yang is joking, the important thing is to participate."
"But... our first half is over. Lao Chen and Mr. Liu Jie from the Gate Martial Arts School have entered the finals. The second half will start in ten minutes. According to the rules, you should be the first. Please be prepared."
Xie Kui narrowed his eyes and said.
"Now, the preparatory activities for the second half have officially begun. We invite Mr. Yang Chen, the first Chinese martial arts martial artist to participate in the second half, and the second contestant, Mr. Ouyang Qing, the executive vice president of our Chinese martial arts association, to take the stage."
At this time, the host on the rostrum took the microphone and shouted loudly, with a sonorous and powerful voice. It was the first time for hundreds of people in the venue to hear this strange name, and they were all looking for it.
"What a coincidence, it's fate."
Yang Chen turned his head and looked at the angry Ouyang Qing with bared teeth: "Is your hand okay? I'll give you a hand later."
"Need not!"
Ouyang Qing had a cold face, passed by Yang Chen, and walked straight to the central arena.
As soon as Ouyang Qing appeared, the surrounding audience clapped and applauded. The applause was like thunder. It seemed that there were many fans.
"Pretending..."
Seeing Ouyang Qing enter the ring, Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders, put his hands in his pockets and walked up. He immediately glanced at the rostrum: "Before the competition, I have a request."
"Please tell me."
On the rostrum, the host glanced at Chairman Zhuge Hong who nodded and said.
"How many people are there in the second half?"
Yang Chen asked.
"There are still sixteen, two by two duel."
The host said.
"Okay, I'm in a hurry, let them come together!"
When Yang Chen heard that there were still sixteen people, he squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then smiled lightly.