Hearing Wang Yong's words, Yang Chen smiled and had no intention of hiding it.
The purpose of coming here today is to compete in martial arts. If he wants to control Jiangping and Nanyang, he must fight.
Even if he doesn't admit it now, Wang Yong will still know it when he gets on the stage.
"Wang Yong, what international joke are you making?"
Just when Yang Chen was about to admit it, Luo Yuanyuan's sarcastic voice suddenly sounded.
"Yes, you must not insult my idol. Who is King Jiangping? He is the king of Jiangping. How can he be the brother of someone like you?"
Xu Li made no secret of her disdain for Wang Yong and said with a sneer.
At the same time, there was a bit of anger in his eyes, as if Wang Yong compared Yang Chen with King Jiang Ping, which was an insult to King Jiang Ping.
Wang Yong looked a little gloomy. He was very clear about Yang Chen's identity. He was from a single-parent family, and his mother was still a sick child.
When he was at school, Yang Chen often didn't go to the cafeteria to eat. Later, he accidentally discovered that Yang Chen only ate one steamed bun at noon every day.
It was precisely because of this that he had great sympathy for Yang Chen, so he pretended not to know anything, deliberately approached Yang Chen, and offered help.
Counting it now, it was only a short period of seven or eight years. Even if the young man who only ate steamed buns for lunch could enter the martial arts association, how could he become King Jiang Ping?
Thinking of this, Wang Yong smiled bitterly: "I almost thought you were King Jiang Ping just now."
Hearing this, Yang Chen laughed it off and sat down with Wang Yong without explaining.
Today's martial arts competition has divided the Jiangping Provincial City Gymnasium into three classes of seats: upper, middle, and lower. The upper-class seats are the front rows, the middle-class seats are the middle rows, and the lower-class seats are the last rows.
Regardless of the specific seat number, that is to say, Wang Yong and the others are in the middle seats and can find a place to sit anywhere in the middle rows.
In the center of the gymnasium is a small competition arena.
The area around the arena is divided into three major areas.
The top wealthy families in Nanyang Province, the top wealthy families in Jiangping Province, and the martial arts associations are located in different areas.
As Yang Chen is the King of Jiang Ping, his position is naturally closest to the arena and in the middle in the direction of Jiang Ping.
But at this moment, he followed Wang Yong and sat in the second-class seat in the middle.
If it weren't for the center of the venue, where the giant screen would be synchronized with the pictures on the stage, nothing would be visible from this location.
"Yang Chen, it seems that you have been doing well over the years, and you were able to enter this martial arts competition."
Wang Yong was afraid that Yang Chen would conflict with Luo Yuanyuan and the others, so he deliberately changed the topic.
Yang Chen smiled: "It's not bad!"
"hehe!"
Xu Li smiled contemptuously: "Wang Yong, I'm afraid you made a mistake. It's not that you can enter this martial arts competition, but you really get the ticket based on your ability."
"What do you mean?"
Wang Yong frowned. Luo Yuanyuan was his girlfriend and he didn't dare to talk back.
But Xu Li was just Luo Yuanyuan's best friend, and he would not be as afraid of her as he was of Luo Yuanyuan, so Wang Yong asked with a displeased look on his face.
"In order to attract the audience, the organizer of this martial arts competition used a hundred free tickets as a gimmick to promote the event."
"On the official website of the Provincial Stadium, as long as you participate in the lottery, you will have a chance to get tickets."
"Look at how poor he is. Unless he won the ticket in a lottery, how could he enter this kind of situation?"
Xu Li didn't believe at all that Yang Chen was able to enter the martial arts association because of his own ability, and his face was full of sarcasm.
Wang Yong's face was a little ugly, but Yang Chen in the past had left an indelible impression on him. Deep in his heart, he couldn't believe that Yang Chen could really afford the martial arts meeting tickets.
"Xu Li, say less!"
Luo Yuanyuan suddenly spoke and glanced at Wang Yong coldly, as if she was still angry because Wang Yong was at the door and wanted to give Yang Chen tickets.
"Don't you think your value will be reduced if you argue with this kind of person?"
Luo Yuanyuan withdrew her gaze and looked at the wealthy people sitting in the center of the venue, her eyes full of expectation.
When Xu Li heard this, she really stopped talking to Wang Yong and looked around the ring with an infatuated expression: "When will I be qualified to sit there?"
"With your beauty, Lili, you will marry into a wealthy family sooner or later, and you will definitely be able to sit there!"
Luo Yuanyuan boasted.
Xu Li's eyes were full of determination. She waved her pink fist and her eyes flashed: "I have fallen in love with King Jiang Ping. In this life, I will only marry him!"
"Lili, I support you! You will definitely succeed!" Luo Yuanyuan encouraged her best friend.
Yang Chen couldn't help but laugh, and almost laughed.
He was thinking, what would Luo Yuanyuan and Xu Li think if they knew later that the poor loser in their eyes was King Jiang Ping?
"You poor loser, what are you laughing at?"
Luo Yuanyuan just happened to see the smile on Yang Chen's face, and she suddenly became angry: "Do you really think that just sitting here because of your luck, you can be compared with our nobles who got votes based on their strength?"
"How dare you laugh at me!"
Xu Li was also angry, her eyes were filled with anger, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Just wait for me. When I get to know King Jiang Ping, I will never let you go!"
"Look at the bullshit friends you have made. They have no skills at all and they still laugh at others!" Luo Yuanyuan directed all her anger at Wang Yong.
Wang Yong looked very ugly, but thinking of his sister, he had no choice but to endure it.
Seeing his brother's angry face, Yang Chen felt very uncomfortable.
But everyone has their own choice. Since Wang Yong chose Luo Yuanyuan, he will naturally not interfere.
Of course, if Wang Yong wants to resist, Yang Chen will do his best to help him because of how well Wang Yong took care of him back then.
"The people from the Martial Arts Association are here!"
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and countless people looked at a group of people.
Luo Yuanyuan and Xu Li stopped pursuing it, their faces full of excitement.
"It's the Martial Arts Association, the helmsman of the Jiang Ping Branch, Shi Jiang!"
"There is also Jiang Ping's second-in-command at the helm, military advisor Li Nan!"
"Didn't you notice that Shi Jiang and Li Nan were both following a middle-aged man?"
There was a commotion in the entire venue, and soon someone reacted. Even the helmsman, Shi Jiang, followed the middle-aged man.
The identity of the middle-aged man also aroused everyone's speculation.
This person is none other than Niu Genhui, who is ranked ninth from the Martial Arts Association Headquarters and is known as Master Jiu.
"It's indeed him!"
Han Xiaotian said solemnly, it was this middle-aged man who appeared in the previous video of the destruction of the Wei family.
However, until now, he still doesn't know which member of the Martial Arts Association this middle-aged man is.
"This time the Martial Arts Association will fight, it must be him."
Chen Xinghai looked at Han Xiaotian beside him and asked: "Master Han, can the Han family deal with this guy?"
Han Xiaotian did not speak, but looked at a middle-aged man wearing black tights beside him and asked: "How do you feel?"
When the man in black saw Niu Genhui, his expression was a little unnatural. Judging from the opponent's appearance, he could already feel a very fierce murderous intention.
"Very strong!"
After a long while, the man in black responded with two words, and then said: "Master Han, don't worry, since I'm here, no matter how strong the enemy is, I will go all out!"
Although the man in black did not directly say whether he could win, his statement made Han Xiaotian's heart sink to the bottom.
Others may not know the identity of the man in black, but he knows it very well.
The man in black is a ranked killer internationally, and countless strong men have died at his hands.
As for his name, no one knows. In the killer circle, they all call him Kurosawa.
In order to invite Kurosawa to help the Han family fight, Han Xiaotian paid a huge price.
"Just try your best!"
Han Xiaotian suddenly spoke.
If it really can't be solved, wouldn't there be Yang Chen?
Under everyone's gaze, Niu Genhui took the people to their seats. His piercing eyes fell directly in the direction of Jiangping's wealthy family, as if he was looking for someone.
Soon, I saw his brows furrow slightly.
Because, he did not find Yang Chen in the crowd.
He asked Jiang Ping to organize this martial arts competition. In addition to controlling the two provinces, he also wanted to avenge his brother.
He came, but the enemy was not there.
"Master Han, why is Mr. Yang, whom you respectfully call King Jiang Ping, not here?"
Shi Jiang immediately understood what was going on, his face was full of jokes, and he said sarcastically: "Could it be that Mr. Yang, whom Jiang Ping is so proud of, doesn't dare to participate in this martial arts competition at all, and has been scared away?"