Xu Qingmo followed the address reported by Fei Huiyin, all the way to a conference venue, which was already crowded with people outside, and the water was impassable, but Xu Qingmo and the others did not go to see the outer exchange meeting, but entered directly through the side door and came to the inner floor of the venue.

The inner floor is not large, probably like a basketball court, surrounded by rows of seats, in the middle of which is a square ring, surrounded by railings, and I think this is the place where all parties compete.

At this time, the venue was almost full of people, most of them were a middle-aged man with two or three young people, it should be a master of a sect with an apprentice, and there were also a little more people, probably a big sect.

Xu Qingmo saw Han Buping and Qi Buyun, both of them were standing behind a middle-aged man with gray sideburns, that should be their master, and next to them, it was Qin Hongye and an old man in a robe.

However, Xu Qingmo noticed that except for one or two large teams with a large number of people, a flag was erected behind them, which sect was written on it, and most of the few people did not have any signs.

After thinking about it, Xu Qingmo also understood, for example, Wing Chun, Huaxia must be more than Qin Hongye, several of them want to fight for orthodoxy, but no one is convinced of anyone, only orthodoxy can be erected here, like this kind of dispute, naturally no one can put up the flag, fortunately, they are all people in a circle, even if they don't put up the flag, they know each other.

As for Duan Jijun, Xu Qingmo also saw that he was one of the only two gate factions that put up banners, Bajiquan.

There were many young people of the same age as him around Duan Jijun, who were all his senior brothers, but Xu Qingmo didn't care about them, but the sturdy old man in front of them could let him pay more attention.

As soon as Fei Huiyin entered, she immediately attracted a lot of attention, Fei Huiyin had been present at several martial arts conferences before, but at that time she was the person in charge of the Compassion Pavilion, this time everyone naturally treated her like this, but when she saw that there was only Xu Qingmo behind her, she was a little surprised.

There are conventions for the whole scene, so there is no need for the organizer, everyone can find the corresponding seat to sit down.

Xu Qingmo sat down with Fei Huiyin, looked left and right, and then asked, "What about the Mercy Pavilion?"

"Not here yet. Fei Huiyin said.

As soon as Fei Huiyin's words fell, he saw that everyone in the venue suddenly became nervous, staring at the door one by one.

Xu Qingmo also looked over and saw a group of people walking in from outside.

There are four people in total, each dressed differently, not like a martial artist, but like a street geek.

At the head was an old man with a hunched back, with a crutch in his hand, which looked dark and dull, perhaps made of steel, and followed by a handsome man, slender and dressed in a green robe, which looked more like an ancient chivalrous man than anyone present.

Further back, a tall beauty, wearing a cheongsam, the gap on the side goes straight to the root of the thigh, between the swaying steps, seductive, and the last one is a teenager dressed like a hippie, with his hair braided into small braids and a nose ring on his nose, walking and swaying. The body sounded.

Needless to say, Xu Qingmo also knew that these four people were from the Mercy Pavilion, and his opponents were these people? Xu Qingmo curled his mouth.

"Now that everyone is here, then don't talk nonsense, according to the previous rules, I will be the first to appear in Baguazhang, which of you wants to come up?" a tall young man jumped into the ring and shouted to the surroundings, his voice like muffled thunder.

"I'm Cao Taiji coming to meet you!" A small young man rushed forward and jumped up.

The two men clasped each other's fists, exchanged names, and then began to fight.

Xu Qingmo looked at it a few times and was not interested, the strength of these two people is about the same as Qi Buyun, it is not worth mentioning, and the two of them are talking to the point, there will be no danger to their lives, it seems that it is really an exchange conference.

After a while, the little man was slapped on the chest by the big man three times in succession, and immediately retreated and admitted defeat, jumping down with a somewhat ashamed face.

"I don't step down, I choose to continue the challenge, who will come!" the big man shouted.

Soon, another man went up.

Xu Qingmo looked at it for a while, and roughly understood the rules here.

The rules of competition here are not very strict, the younger generation of each sect can go to the stage, and if you win, you can choose to continue to accept the challenge, or go down to rest and go again, and you will have no chance to lose at all.

The rigor of this rule is not high, but this exchange conference is not a strict qualifying competition, it is just an exchange between various sects, and the head of each sect has extraordinary eyesight, and the strength of the younger generation can be seen roughly, so there is no need to strictly divide one, two, three, four, or five, because that will fight for it, which is contrary to the original intention of the exchange.

Soon, those large number of people occupied the advantage, they had a large number of people, the number of shopping malls was also large, and their strength should not be underestimated, so they naturally won more.

Some small sects, only one or two disciples were quickly defeated again, and they were completely reduced to supporting roles, but none of them took a stand, and they all sat quietly in their positions and watched the competition on the stage.

"Eight Extremes Fang Zhiyuan!" A teenager on the stage kicked his opponent away and hugged his fists around.

"Xingyi Han is uneven!"

Han Buping couldn't hold it back, roared, and then left.

He wanted to jump into the ring like those people before, but he didn't jump high enough, his foot tripped over the railing, and he went straight to the ring with his head down, but fortunately he reacted and supported his hands, turned over in the ring and stood up again.

"Hehe......"

"Hahaha......"

"Chen's Xingyi kid, it's really embarrassing. ”

"Chen Bupi, that guy, I see that his face is still hanging?"

There was a ridicule from the audience, and Han Buping's face was suddenly full of shame, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Are you ready, otherwise don't say I'm sneak attacking!" Fang Zhiyuan shouted, waking Han Buping up.

Han Buping, hurriedly clenched his fists and put on a good posture.

Soon, the two of them fought together, Han Buping's skills were not good, and his heart was disturbed, and he made many mistakes, but in ten moves, Fang Zhiyuan seized an opportunity, an elbow strike, and hit Han Buping's chest, knocking him on the railing.

"Who else!" Fang Zhiyuan shouted proudly.

"I haven't lost yet!" Han Buping yelled and pounced again.

"Bang!"

Fang Zhiyuan directly gave Han Buping a knee back, and pushed Han Buping to the ground, unable to get up at all.

Fang Zhiyuan pushed Han Buping out of the ring so that it was impossible for him to get up again.

"Wing Chun Qin Momiji!"

Qin Hongye jumped onto the stage and stared at Fang Zhiyuan with an angry expression.

Fang Zhiyuan put on a good posture, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Qin Hongye was even more angry, and rushed towards Fang Zhiyuan with small steps.

Fang Zhiyuan was not afraid of danger, and when he saw the moves, he dismantled Qin Hongye's tricks one by one.

Qin Hongye's strength is not as good as Han Buping, Han Buping is not Fang Zhiyuan's opponent, and neither is she, but she is angry and plays very well, plus Fang Zhiyuan sees that she is a girl and wants to flirt, so she fights so incomprehensibly.

But gradually, Fang Zhiyuan still had the upper hand, if it went on like this, it would be a matter of time before Qin Hongye was defeated.

Fang Zhiyuan hit Qin Hongye's shoulder with an elbow, Qin Hongye's eyes flashed, he didn't dodge, he forcibly took the blow with his shoulder, and then grabbed Fang Zhiyuan's arm with his left hand, so that he was not knocked out, and at the same time smashed his right hand into Fang Zhiyuan's lower abdomen with a fist.

Inch punch!

Fang Zhiyuan was shocked, Wing Chun's inch fist was still very powerful, he had to guard against it, and he was about to retreat immediately.

But at this time, Qin Hongye directly closed his fist, and his left hand also let go of Fang Zhiyuan's arm, and his whole body rotated while provoking, and his long legs were pulled out fiercely.

Whip legs in taekwondo!

Fang Zhiyuan didn't expect Qing Qin Hongye to use such a move, he didn't react, he was directly kicked in the face by Qin Hongye, and the whole person fell to the ground and fainted.

Qin Hongye landed on the stage, his face was flushed, and he was a little excited, and turned his head to look at his master, but his master sighed.

"Tsk, the descendants of Wing Chun actually used taekwondo, Qin Guguo, a good apprentice you taught. An old man spoke up.

"Taekwondo, the thing of the stick country, this is the face of our Chinese martial arts. ”

A sound of ridicule sounded from all around, Qin Hongye's face turned red, but he didn't bow his head, his eyes swept around, and he said arrogantly: "Whoever is not convinced, come up and fight alone!"

"Come down!" Qin Hongye's master shouted.

Qin Hongye immediately bowed his head obediently, and then jumped out of the ring.

There were also people over there who came over to help Fang Zhiyuan away.

Qin Hongye stood beside her master, bowing her head, but his master did not reprimand her, it is estimated that Qin Hongye often does this kind of thing, and he is used to it.

In the ring, the game continues.

Qi Buyun walked up to the stage to meet the challenge, defeating five challengers in a row, which was eye-catching.

Xu Qingmo nodded, Qi Buyun's strength is good, but more importantly, because he was stimulated by the previous incident between Han Buping and Qin Hongye, he played extraordinarily, so he was so brave.

Two disciples of the Baji Sect came to the stage, but neither of them was Qi Buyun's opponent, and finally Duan Jijun set off and jumped onto the stage.

"I advise you to throw in the towel. Duan Jijun said with a smile.

"I haven't fought yet, admit defeat, it's too early. "Walk in unison.

"It seems that you haven't eaten enough of the last lesson. Duan Jijun said with a smile, and then posed.

Qi Buyun waited intently, he knew that Duan Jijun's strength was very strong for him, and if he wanted to win, he had to use twelve points of strength.

However, after ten moves, Qi Buyun was still defeated.

Only Duan Jijun was left standing on the stage alone, looking around, but no one dared to come on stage to fight.

Duan Jijun's strength is obvious to all, and he thinks that he is not Duan Jijun's opponent, so he has not stood up.

"Hehe, the so-called martial arts, has it withered so much, such a small child can also dominate. A shrill voice remembered.

The hippie of the four in the Pavilion of Mercy sneered.

"I'm coming!"

The hippie twisted his head and stepped into the ring.

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