In the Huaxia martial arts world, this name sounds much better than the Binhai Martial Arts Association.

You must know that although in the eyes of people in Lincheng, the Binhai Martial Arts Association seems to be an unattainable existence, but if you look at the whole of China, it is just a middle-to-upper existence in the provincial martial arts associations.

President Wei Shizhong is only the fourth layer of the Grandmaster Realm, and it is still the old ancestor Wei Qinghe who oppresses the formation, so that the Binhai Martial Arts Association can barely maintain its current status.

With such an identity, it is a bit ridiculous to say that there is a crisis in the Chinese martial arts world, no matter how you look at it.

However, looking at Wei Shizhong's appearance, it doesn't seem to be fake, and besides, this old man used to look high, but at this time, he not only lowered his posture, but also used a rare honorific title.

Suffice it to say that he was not joking.

Nie Tian was curious for a long time, and raised his chin: "Say it." ”

Wei Shizhong nodded: "Can you go to the study and say?"

The Presidential Suite is certainly more than just a living room and bedroom, with everything from a study, entertainment room, video room, and even an indoor swimming pool.

Nie Tian stretched out his hands: "Feel free." After speaking, he walked into the study and sat on the sofa.

Wei Shizhong followed, and with a wave of his hand, his disciple put a laptop on the desk, connected it to the power supply, and then took out the projector and projected the contents of the monitor on the wall opposite the sofa, so that the two of them could see more clearly. Then, he handed the mouse to Wei Shizhong.

"Let's take a look at this first. ”

Wei Shizhong opened a video file: "After reading this, you should understand. ”

It appears to be a live video of the scene, and although the picture quality is clear, the noise of the scene can still be clearly heard.

At the beginning of the video, it was a cabin-like place, full of warriors in various uniforms, all skin colors, and various languages, as if warriors from different countries were gathered in the same cabin.

The camera filmed from beginning to end, and it could be seen that there were only three Chinese people, all wearing the same standard of skits, presumably to facilitate activities. In addition, there is also a badge indicating the country, which is presumably used to identify one's own people.

Judging from their age, they are all young people who are no more than thirty years old, and their cultivation must not be too high.

In addition, Nie Tian roughly counted it, and there were more than a dozen national emblems that he didn't know, which looked particularly like the scene of an international martial arts exchange conference.

However, the atmosphere in the cabin was not friendly, and the warriors with various insignia gathered in their own organizations, discussing something in a whisper, and the voices were very quiet, occasionally mixed with gestures and ciphers, apparently to prevent others from being heard.

It was as if the whole world was watching them.

Without waiting for Nie Tian to ask, the camera suddenly shook and the cabin door opened!

The powerful air flow instantly swept into the seats, and the warriors on the screen left their seats calmly and orderly, as if they had arranged the order in advance, and jumped from the hatch in groups.

This is followed by a clip of special effects, and the blazing background music is mixed with screams and roars in various languages, as well as all kinds of flesh and blood, and the elementary and advanced spells are intertwined, and after a few minutes, the big word "champion" slowly rises from the middle of the screen on a group of white people covered in blood.

Then, as soon as the camera turned, several white people who were still dirty suddenly changed into the uniforms of their National Dancing Warriors Association, and smiled very brightly at the camera.

In the background is the emblems of the official martial arts associations of various countries, as well as the heads of young people in uniform flashing and fading, and finally freeze on the emblems and flags of these people, unfamiliar music sounded solemnly, the screen slowly dimmed, and all the heads and background music disappeared, leaving only a few bright red numbers in the center of the screen.

It was a date, Nie Tian thought about it, and it seemed to be the next month.

"Nie Shao must have seen something?" Wei Shizhong closed the video.

Nie Tian replied: "Just say it, what are you looking for me to do?"

The video is already very clear, this is an international martial arts exchange competition, if the only difference with the martial arts competition in the sect is that the flesh and blood in it is not a special effect, but a real thing.

In this so-called convention, killing each other is allowed and encouraged.

Wei Shizhong asked in a deep voice: "I don't know Nie Shao, are you interested in participating in this session, that is, next month's competition?"

Under the other party's expectant gaze, Nie Tian shook his head indifferently: "I'm not interested." ”

Wei Shizhong was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Sure enough." But Nie Shao is not curious, why did I find you?"

Does this need to be asked?

Nie Tian glanced at Wei Shizhong, and the meaning of it went without saying.

What else can it be, of course, because he is strong.

However, his strength does not mean that he has the obligation to block and use guns for others.

"I forced it. Wei Shizhong lowered his head helplessly, and quickly raised it again, with a hint of hope in his eyes: "At least let me finish the reason, and then you can make a decision, okay? If there is no special reason, I will never bother you with this little thing." ”

What is it that can make this arrogant person, who is unwilling to bow his head even if he is about to be wiped out, lower his posture to this point.

Out of curiosity, Nie Tian motioned for him to continue.

Wei Shizhong breathed a long sigh of relief: "Let me first explain the nature and rules of this competition. ”

The rules are not complicated, they can even be said to be simple.

Originally, this year's annual martial arts competition was selected from among the young martial artists registered with the official martial arts associations of various countries, and there was no exception every year, and of course it will not be this year.

The only requirement is the age limit for the participants.

Young martial artists under the age of 25 who have not participated in previous competitions.

And the reason why there is such a regulation is also very simple.

Only warriors can participate, which means that those small countries that are not strong enough to train warriors can only visit here.

can only participate once, which also puts an end to the official martial arts associations of various countries to specialize in "special squads for martial arts competitions", and the age limit represents the "ancestor" monsters of the big countries, such as Wei Qinghe, who are not seen by the dragon, must be excluded.

What remains is the real future backbone of the military circles of various countries.

Their strength or weakness directly represents the strength of the corresponding country, in other words, it is specially built for the countries to show their muscles.

"So, even if we can't win this competition, we can't lose too ugly, Nie Shao must understand. Wei Shizhong said.

"So?" Nie Tian was unmoved: "With the size of Huaxia, twenty-five-year-old martial artists are everywhere. ”

"That's true, so I didn't have to work on you. Wei Shizhong sighed: "But a few days ago, we got news that there was a young monster in country X across the sea. ”