The Zongmen delegations participating in the competition are already in place, and only one dragon gang is not yet in place.
Therefore, Henry Zhang determined at a glance that this man was unstoppable.
"Master, this guy is so mysterious, do you think he has some background?"
"If you resort to abnormality, there will be a monster, and you have to guard against it."
Yilong also said with a somewhat serious expression:
"Brother Yang, I tried to check this guy's information, but it came up blank. I couldn't find anything."
"This person seems to have parachuted into the Dragon Slayer Gang."
At this time, Yan Buxiu was also observing Henry Zhang. Seeing Henry Zhang glance over, he squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes were extremely cold and terrifying.
"This guy is very powerful."
Even if there is no fight, it can be seen from the aura that a strong person does not need to pretend.
Yan Buxiu doesn¡¯t seem to be ready to pretend.
"Yilong, you go meet Qiu Qiancun later. I always have a hunch that Yan Buxiu has something to do with the Tang Sect."
"The reason is very simple. Everyone present is on the surface. Only the origin of Yan Buxiu is the most suspicious."
Yilong suddenly understood and said:
"Brother Yang, do you think that the Tang Clan sells sheep's heads for dog meat, and the Dragon Slayer Gang is just a cover? In fact, they use the Dragon Slayer Gang to cause trouble."
Henry Zhang didn¡¯t say anything.
In fact, even if he guessed it right, there is nothing to be proud of.
Because this kind of operation is really bad.
Let alone a person like Qiu Qiancun, even if he uses his brain a little, he will still doubt the origin of this Yan.
??Could it be that the Tang Sect has a deeper plan in this?
Even if Yan Bujie is from the Tang Sect, it is impossible for this guy to have explosives bundled all over his body.
Yan Buxiu noticed that Henry Zhang was examining him, as if he had begun to doubt his identity, and his eyes became a little colder again.
The murderous intention is strong, as if it is provoking, and it seems to be telling Henry Zhang that I am a member of the Tang Clan, and my purpose is to kill you!
He made no secret of his identity.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: Although the two people didn't say a word, just relying on their grasp of Qi and eye contact, they already showed their hostility.
At this time, a platform was set up in front of the square. There were five people standing on the platform, and the person standing in the middle was in the C position. Needless to say, it must be Qiu Qiancun.
Qiu Qiancun and Henry Zhang usually behave like old naughty boys. They cheat each other, but at this time, they are holding a dog-beating stick in their hands, dressed solemnly and with a serious expression.
"Compared with Qiu Qiancun's mature and serious expression, the few people standing around him did not have such a strong aura.
For example, Master Huiguang, the abbot of Songshan Shaolin Temple, has a smiling face and kind eyes. At first glance, he is an old Buddhist.
For example, the headmaster of Wudang, Taoist Chongxu, has gray hair and a smile that looks down on the secular world. He scans the group of warriors below with a look of relief.
The warriors below can be said to include most of the Chinese martial arts world. If they are immortal, the Chinese martial arts will not be destroyed, so they will have a legacy.
They are old, but the younger generations are still young.
¡° Another example is the young Ye Moxuan. He seems to disdain standing on the stage. He is far away from the elders and is very unsociable.
If it weren¡¯t for Qiu Qiancun¡¯s kind invitation, he wouldn¡¯t have shown up at all.
His eyes did not intersect with Henry Zhang from beginning to end, as if he did not know this person at all.
There are several others, all of whom are famous figures in the martial arts world.
The slogan of this martial arts conference is to raise new martial arts forces. In fact, the purpose is self-evident. Several regulars of the world's best martial arts conference did not send the strongest people.
And the rules of this martial arts conference also restrict these major sects.
"Otherwise, if Abbot Huiguang or Taoist Chongxu went up directly, wouldn't it be a sweep, and the sects below wouldn't even have to compete."
The world¡¯s best martial arts conference hopes that a new martial arts force will emerge, or a powerful person will appear that will impress people.
The place below began to gradually become quiet. Qiu Qiancun walked to the front of the stage. Whether it was the disciples of the sect, the head of the sect, or the people watching the battle, they all surrendered to Qiu Qiancun.
?"The first martial arts conference in China is about to open. Here, I sincerely wish that our Chinese martial arts has a long history and is evergreen. The rising stars will continue to rise and inject fresh blood into our Chinese martial arts. I hope-"
Qiu Qiancun gave an unscripted speech, saying a few simple sentences, but actually he spoke endlessly.
However, Lao Qiu also showed off his skills. He did not use a microphone, but spoke with a loud voice that resounded in every corner of the square.
Even Lei Lingsu, who was sitting in the corner and watching secretly, could hear it clearly.
After a series of opening remarks, he summarized the results of the work that Wumeng has been responsible for over the years.
In particular, he named the mutant incident that brought disaster to the martial arts world, criticized the Tang Sect, and praised several sects such as the Aotian Sect represented by Xiao Yang.
Finally, he said:
"Today, I saw a lot of strong martial arts experts here, with advanced levels of cultivation, and these people are not too old. They are the mainstay of our Chinese martial arts world."
"In the future, they will replace us old guys and hold up the heaven of the Chinese martial arts world. It is really a blessing for this group of people to be able to gather together and compete in martial arts."
"Here, I hope to be able to determine the champion of the world's best martial arts conference and win the title of the first person in Chinese martial arts. Friends, I wish you good luck!"
¡°Bah bang bang¡¡±
When Qiu Qiancun finished saying these words, the whole square burst into extremely warm applause.
¡°Next, I announce that the world¡¯s number one martial arts conference is officially open!!!¡±
After the applause fell, Qiu Qiancun spoke again, his voice louder than before, like a thunder that created the world.
The explosion was deafening over the square.
"Okay, good idea!"
¡°Bah bang bang¡¡±
The crowd once again burst into applause like a roaring tsunami, and then Qiu Qiancun retreated to his seat.
¡°Then, the Secretary-General of the Wushu League came forward and announced the rules of the competition.
Henry Zhang is relatively unfamiliar with this face, but it is not surprising. In the Martial League, he only knows Qiu Qiancun very well.
The secretary-general of the Wumeng League is young, with meticulously combed hair, golden eyes, wearing a suit, fair skin, and even more handsome appearance.
After all, as the Secretary-General, he is the face of the Wu League.
"This guy's name is Han Xiu. He has a nickname, Wan Zhang Peach Blossom Lang, and is known as Xiu Shuai. I call him Wan Zhang Peach Blossom Lang, Xiaoshuai Han Xiu."
Yilong solemnly introduced: "He takes care of Qiu Qiancun's daily affairs and has outstanding abilities. Not only is he a warrior, he also has a doctorate from Harvard. That's awesome." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com