Since ancient times, heroes have come out of youth.

Martial arts events.

This martial arts gathering is really turbulent, and there are many changes, and various situations have occurred several times during the period.

First of all, the domestic martial arts hall was dissatisfied with the star rating, and came out to make trouble, the three masters, killed the national martial arts hall and lost face, and the warrior monk Dalong came in time, although he had the absolute upper hand, but he also failed to drive away the troublesome martial arts hall.

Just when Vice President Zhao could not step down and the situation was deadlocked, the warrior monk Dalong pointed out the golden boy Zheng Ya.

As soon as the golden boy Zheng Ya came out, the whole martial arts party really became the climax time, and it became the peerless performance of the golden boy Zheng Ya.

One shock after another, continuously, so that the whole party scene was completely ignited.

In other words, when I didn't see the golden boy Zheng Ya make a move, no one would have thought that there was such a young man, who could kill three masters at the level of three grandmasters with one enemy and three without temper at all, and Jiang Mushu, who was unruly and unruly, directly admitted defeat and left.

To tell the truth, at that time, everyone was surprised that Zheng Ya was a peerless genius, and he really lived up to the name of the golden boy, but when he was the first junior master of national arts, who knew that the climax had just begun.

No one thought that a guy like Zhuo Junwu would actually collude with the islander ninja and come to make ghosts.

The two great masters of the evil path dealt a heavy blow to the martial arts heroes on the scene, especially the appearance of the broken intestines, which made the righteous martial arts fall into the crisis of being wiped out in an instant.

To be honest, at this time, everyone's hopes were pinned on a few masters such as Master Yonglin and Daoist Qingxuan.

As a result, the opponent came prepared, and the calculation was clear, and Master Yonglin could only barely support it.

Everyone would not have thought that Zheng Ya, the golden boy who was a disciple of the younger generation, would emerge and be out of control and bloom with great glory.

With one enemy and two, he can carry two evil great masters.

The strength is so strong that everyone was surprised, and what is even more shocking is that the real identity of the young Zheng Ya, the real martial arts generation, that is, it is terrifyingly high, and Master Yonglin actually has to call him a little uncle.

Master Yonglin is the senior with the highest rank in the venue, so that in the entire venue, all the heroes and heroes, seeing Zheng Ya, have to be a generation shorter.

With a lofty identity and strong strength, Zheng Ya jumped into the focus of the gathering.

Especially at the end of the battle, after Zheng Ya killed the ninja of the island country strongly, a different feeling had completely risen in the hearts of all the martial arts heroes.

Shock, admiration, but also respect and fear.

In a peaceful society, there are not many people who dare to see blood, and those who dare to be so ruthless and kill so many opponents in an instant can only be described as bold and ruthless.

Zheng Ya had a faint smile on his face, and when he saw it in his eyes, it had become an invisible coercive force.

After arriving at the hall again, there is no doubt that Zheng Ya has become the real core and the real protagonist of the conference.

Master Yonglin was holding disciple etiquette in front of Zheng Ya, how could others dare to hold it up? Even Daoist Qingxuan and his disciple Ma Ling, who were not very convinced of Shaolin, were surprisingly settled down at this time.

Sitting down in a side hall again, everyone tacitly did not mention the departure, those masters who were poisoned began to detoxify, and most of them gathered around Zheng Ya, in a tone of worship and respect, talked about the battle in front of them, and expressed their amazement at Zheng Ya's combat effectiveness.

Zheng Ya, who was as careful as a hair, found that the martial arts masters around him no longer had the slightest contempt for him, and his title had basically become a golden boy.

Moreover, Zheng Ya can also feel that no matter how kind he behaves now, these martial arts masters still become trembling in front of him.

Obviously, the method of killing a few ninjas just now scared these big brothers enough.

There are not too many colleagues who have maintained a normal attitude towards Zheng Ya, and even the warrior monk Dalong is a little twisted.

Together with Wu Qing, the two warrior monks and Dalong ran over to toast Zheng Ya.

Wu Qing knew Zheng Ya's terrifying combat ability, and knew Zheng Ya's soft personality and strong personality, and also knew that Zheng Ya was not particularly outside, but as always, taking advantage of a little wine, he said loudly: "Okay, I knew that Zheng Ya was powerful, but I didn't expect you to be so powerful, brother, I am extremely happy in my heart, this glass of wine, I will do it first as a respect." ”

Zheng Ya showed a bright smile, and the visitor did not refuse, and also picked up his wine glass and dried it in one gulp.

It was the turn of the warrior monk Dalong, at this time, the warrior monk was a little twisted, with a constipated expression on his face, and raised his wine glass: "Little master and ancestor, please ......"

If you are not careful, you will have a little uncle and ancestor, what is this called? Unlike other martial arts heroes, the warrior monk Dalong was really born in Shaolin, and it is absolutely impossible to call Zheng Ya a golden boy, but this sentence of little uncle and ancestor is a must.

Zheng Ya laughed, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, we are all lay disciples, let's talk about each other, just call me brother, hahaha, a little uncle, you call it awkward, I feel very uncomfortable to listen to." ”

The warrior monk Dalong's eyes lit up, he took the wine glass, glanced at Master Yonglin, and said, "Is this good?

Zheng Ya is now, in fact, he is also a little confused, he really doesn't have a big adaptation to his identity as a little uncle and ancestor, and he really doesn't know if it's true or not.

In Zheng Ya's impression, De'an is just an uncle who guards the door, and, from beginning to end, although Master De'an has a good impression of himself, and the two can be regarded as talking, but De'an has never expressed the idea of accepting himself as a disciple.

Zheng Ya's feeling is that he, a little uncle, came a little unclear.

At this time, understanding the movements of the warrior monk Dalong, Zheng Ya couldn't help but smile and said: "Don't worry about this, hahaha, if I am really a Shaolin liner, then I will let you call, it is also a rule set by the predecessors, who can help you." ”

Master Yonglin said to the warrior monk Dalong at this time: "Dalong, since Uncle Shi has opened the Golden Mouth, you will have your own opinions, I only hope that you can take Uncle Shi as an example, be brave and diligent, improve your cultivation, and win glory for my Shaolin in the future." ”

The title of Master Yonglin has changed again unconsciously, the three words of Uncle Xiao have become the words of Uncle Shi, and a small word in front of it has been omitted, and there is such a change, without him, it is because Master Yonglin has recognized Zheng Ya's strength and recognized the fact that Zheng Ya is stronger than himself.

Zheng Ya is so fierce that he calls him uncle, but he is willing.

When the warrior monk Dalong heard this, he raised his eyebrows, laughed out loud, raised his left hand, and hit Zheng Ya with a punch: "Okay, Brother Zheng, you are really good, brother, I admire it very much, okay, I will do this glass of wine first as a respect......"

As soon as he raised his head, the warrior monk Dalong drank a goblet in one gulp, and it was more than three taels of liquor.

In the hall, the martial arts masters were stimulated and shouted loudly: "Good, good, good ......"

Zheng Ya laughed, without showing weakness, picked up the wine glass, which was not much less than the martial monk Dalong, raised his head, and poured it down.

All around, naturally, there were shouts of joy again.

This martial arts gathering is really not in vain, just this drinking posture, that guy's, can be talked about with relish, and it will be a beautiful talk.

Everyone's banquet had not yet dispersed, and not long after, a man dressed as a martial artist walked in and whispered a few words in Vice President Zhao's ear.

Vice President Zhao's spirit was shocked, he glanced at the stars and the moon, and after sitting in the middle of everyone and giving Zheng Ya, who was fighting wine to a few heroes, his body shook up, stood up, and said loudly: "Just now, there was news from the Martial Arts Association, Zhuo Jun did not collude with foreign martial arts, tried to misbehave, and now he has been removed from his position as vice president." ”

The experts at the scene applauded and applauded loudly. That guy is so bad, get rid of it, one less scourge, and the martial arts association is wise.

In fact, at this moment, Vice President Zhao's heart was already full of surprise, Zhuo Junwu was knocked down so quickly, which was also beyond his expectations, it seems that the young Zheng Ya in front of him is afraid that he is hiding more energy.

With Zhuo Junwu's position dismissed, Vice Chairman Zhao was also told that the gathering could be over, and the heroes could go back safely.

Vice President Zhao gave a closing speech enthusiastically, admonished a few words, and after keeping everyone's ideas secret, he loudly announced that this gathering would end here.

The party ended, but the climactic stories that happened in the party immediately spread within a certain range and among the martial arts people with the mouths of these masters.

(End of chapter)