The final of the Hundred Halls Association is coming as scheduled.
This time, the team of the Bai Family Martial Arts Hall grew more than a little bit.
In the past two days, there have been a constant stream of people coming to learn martial arts, and the Bai Family Martial Arts Hall has become a hot commodity.
Hua Qiu and his friends followed about a dozen people, shouting and serving them.
Xia Ziwei and others had never enjoyed such treatment before, and they were all floating.
Under the guidance of the on-site personnel, they walked to the exclusive location of the Baijia Martial Arts Hall.
Looking at the four big words "Bai Family Martial Arts Hall", Bai Hongyu and others looked hot.
This is a height they never dared to imagine.
Fortunately, I got my ancestor and finally got what I wished.
"Look at that..." The bald senior brother said to Hua Qiu and pointed to the rostrum.
Hua Qiu looked over.
"The people sitting on it today are all big figures in the Qishan martial arts world!"
"The head of any martial arts family, the head of the Martial Alliance branch will be present. The position in the middle is even more heavyweight. It is the top legend of our Qishan martial arts world, Liao Tongyuan! Do you know that he is an extremely powerful old martial arts master!"
Hua Qiu smiled slightly and said nothing.
Liao Tongyuan, right...
He killed Liao Tongyuan's adopted son and grandson...
After so many days, this so-called Qishan national sage has not responded much. I don’t know what he thought.
I heard from Dong Zhiqiu, the branch director of the Qishan Martial Arts League, that it seemed that he was suppressed by the people from the Martial Arts League headquarters. Otherwise, with Liao Tongyuan's temper, he would have settled the score with him long ago.
Hua Qiu has a premonition.
In this martial arts final, the two must have a confrontation.
But he didn't take it seriously.
Because a mere ordinary martial arts master, no matter how old he is or how wide a connection, he has no qualifications to be afraid of him.
Many people entered the venue next.
The bald senior brother was happy to introduce Hua Qiu to various martial arts schools in the finals.
What are the top five, the museum owners are strong, etc.
What other first martial arts hall is the owner of a ninth-grade warrior with a high status…
He said a lot, but Hua Qiu didn't listen to a single word.
Because he is not interested.
Anyway, no matter which martial arts school, as long as there is a battle, there will be only one result, that is, he will sweep it.
By borrowing the title possessed by the ancestor, he can be unscrupulous.
The final venue was a arena set up outside the Qishan Martial Arts League branch. The audience was full and very grand.
After a long time, the audience started to stir.
Where the martial arts halls are located, the owners and students of the martial arts halls also stood up and looked at the entrance.
Bai Hongyu and others also stood up.
"Huaqiu, stand up quickly, the big guys are here!" The bald senior brother urged him.
Hua Qiu frowned slightly, motionless.
Soon, several imposing people entered the venue and walked towards the rostrum.
These people are all celebrities in the Qishan martial arts world, and almost all are ninth-grade warriors in their realms.
They are either important figures of the Qishan Martial Arts Family or senior executives of the Martial Arts League branch.
Hua Qiu only knows one branch director Dong Zhiqiu.
They are the referees of this final.
"Please take your seat!" the host shouted loudly.
"Papapapa..." The people present applauded.
After everyone sat down, the host's expression became solemn.
"Next, let us invite our Qishan national sage, Liao Tongyuan national sergeant!" he shouted loudly.
"Baopaopaopao..." Extremely warm applause rang out, everyone looked at the entrance with anticipation.
The celebrities who sat on the rostrum just now also stood up and clapped their hands.
Under the attention of everyone, a figure slowly appeared at the entrance.
It was an old man wearing a loose black robe. He was thin but had a strong and bright look.
His body exuded a powerful aura, which was much stronger than the ninth-grade warrior.
He walked in with his head held high and his chest held high.
"I finally met the sage of Liao Tongyuan. Is this the breath of Wu Zun? It's so powerful!" Many people looked excited and excited.
"The national hero is unparalleled! He is our faith in Qishan!"
That was a powerful martial master and noble national hero in Qishan...
People were full of respect and yearning for him.
"See Liao Guoshi!" On the rostrum, Dong Zhiqiu, the Qishan Martial Arts League branch secretary, took the lead in bowing his head and bowing, shouting loudly.
"See Liao Guoshi!" Several celebrities followed closely behind, and greeted him.
"See Liao Guoshi!!" The audience and contestant seats, except Hua Qiu, all bowed with fists and shouted respectfully.
Its momentum is so huge that it is as noisy as thousands of horses galloping!
This is the weight of a martial master!
Noble and respectable!
"National scholars, everyone admires it!" said the bald senior brother with a look of conscience.
"I don't know if it's possible for us to reach that level in this life..."
He said, looking down.
"I'll go! Hua Qiu, why do you dare to sit down?" He was shocked in an instant.
Huaqiu has never stood up.
"You dare not stand up and salute when you see the national sage? Damn, you are so bold!" The bald senior brother was shocked.
If this kind of thing is pursued, the crime will be quite serious.
It can be said that he is despised by the Chinese sages and can be imprisoned...
"Huaqiu, get up quickly..." Bai Hongyu and his men changed their faces when they heard this, and they hurriedly said to Huaqiu.
"If someone finds out and takes advantage of the problem, you will be miserable. Maybe our qualifications to participate will be deprived!"
"Let me salute to such a person?" Hua Qiu showed displeasure.
"I'm afraid he can't bear my gift." He said indifferently.
The people in the Bai Family Martial Arts Hall were shocked.
His remarks are very disrespectful to the national scholars!
Seeing that Hua Qiu could not be moved, Bai Hongyu thought for a moment and immediately had an idea.
"Stop him quickly and don't let people see him still sitting!" he ordered.
The people from the Bai Family Martial Arts Hall quickly walked to Hua Qiu and blocked him behind.
This made Huaqiu very unhappy.
But his face was slightly dark and he didn't say anything.
The host led Liao Tongyuan all the way to the first place in the rostrum.
After Liao Tongyuan sat down, the martial arts celebrities dared to sit down.
The people below also slowly sat back to their original position.
The people from the Bai Family Martial Arts Hall then breathed a sigh of relief.
"Huaqiu, that's the noble status of Liao Guoshi. Common people should not be disrespectful to him!" Bai Hongyu said earnestly.
"Fortunately no one saw this time. If you were seen, you would be in trouble!" Bai Hongyu wiped his cold sweat.
Just now, he was very scared.
"Is this kind of person worthy of respect? He is not worthy of being respected at all." Hua Qiu said coldly.
It is precisely because of Liao Tongyuan's cover that his adopted son and grandson dares to be lawless.
"Huaqiu, be careful!" Bai Hongyu was so scared that he hurriedly covered his mouth.
"Hua Qiu, what's wrong with you today? You seem to have a lot of opinions about Liao Guoshi..." The bald senior brother said in confusion.
"I heard that Liao Guoshi's adopted son had an accident and was assassinated not long ago. He was in a bad mood recently. If he heard what you said, you would be finished!"
Hua Qiu doesn’t comment.
What assassination?
He killed it openly.
"Huaqiu, you should listen to Master and others. Don't get angry." Xia Ziwei also advised.
Hua Qiu didn't say anything more.
He glanced at Liao Tongyuan sitting high on the rostrum.
In the final match, Liao Tongyuan will definitely know his identity.