That night, Wei Tingyu took a serious shower and rested early, making the most adequate preparations for tomorrow's stage performance. The campus cultural festival is a big stage for the 5,000 teachers and students of the entire Los Angeles High School, and it is also a good opportunity to earn influence.

Wei Tingyu put on a blue casual suit, and deliberately went to do a hairstyle in the morning to make herself look refreshed and quite star-like.

I didn't arrive at school for a few days, and the entire Los Angeles No. 1 High School was already full of lights and completely changed.

The students have broken up the classes and distributed to their respective clubs, and the entire campus cultural festival is to organize various interesting activities or programs in the club, and even the members of the homecoming club who have not reported to any club are also organized by the student union to do some simple tasks.

Balloon playing, doll catching, fun sports day, costume party, all kinds of fun activities are staged, and the whole school is turned into a stage of joy.

Wei Tingyu walked through it and felt a completely different kind of pleasure, which was an experience that he had never experienced in his previous life.

In the corner of the stadium set up a temporary building with ancient charm, the banner of the wind is written with three seal characters - "Juxianzhuang".

"Shaoxia, are you here to participate in this martial arts conference?" A young man wearing an ancient green shirt suddenly stopped Wei Tingyu.

"Exactly!" Wei Tingyu hugged his fists.

"Young man, please!" After passing through the gate of Juxianzhuang, I saw a ring with neat chairs around it.

In the ring, there was a white-bearded old man in a brocade robe who was introducing himself: "Since the last martial arts catastrophe, the rivers and lakes have been peaceful for twenty years. There are many heroes in the world, and the martial arts are competing, but the dragons have no leader, which is why there is this martial arts conference, and the heroes from all walks of life show their heroic posture and compete for the leader of the martial arts alliance. The old decay is Lin Bufan, the owner of Juxian Village, who hosted the martial arts conference today, and is very fortunate! ”

Wei Tingyu looked at it, and saw that the entire two rows of people on the seats near the ring were dressed in ancient costumes, and there was a Taoist dressed up and even wearing a wig bun, which was really a lot of work.

As soon as Wei Tingyu came in, he saw Tang Rui in the audience and hurriedly walked over.

"Who is this old man?" Wei Tingyu asked quietly.

"The old martial arts teacher of our school, has been retired for several years, but every time the campus cultural festival will be attended, last year he played the role of the master of Kuzen in Dalin Temple, not only shaved his head, but also pasted nine black spots on his head as a ring scar!" Tang Rui praised it: "A generation of old drama bones, quite dedicated!" ”

"Master Lin Zhuang presided over this martial arts conference, and we all admired it! I'm not talented, and today I will meet the world's heroes with a long knife in my hand, I don't know who dares to fight with me? A young man dressed in a full-body martial arts uniform and armed with a long knife was the first to jump into the ring.

"Wang Changying, although your Golden Dao Sect has a great reputation in the martial arts, I, Qingsong Dao, disobey you!" The Taoist man with a Taoist bun also walked into the ring, holding a long sword, looking quite a master, but unfortunately the black sneakers under his feet were really flawed.

"A Golden Sword Master, a martial arts celebrity, who can win today's battle?" Lin Bufan, the owner of Juxian Village, nodded: "Please!" ”

The two didn't talk much nonsense, they fought directly together, and the various moves looked very coherent.

Wei Tingyu can see that these two people are learning the kind of routine martial arts that "only perform and don't kill the enemy", and what they pursue is enough pleasing martial arts routines and wonderful movements. These two members of the martial arts club are obviously very proficient in this, and the cooperation between the two is also very tacit.

The Golden Sword King and Qingsong Daoren fought for nearly fifty rounds, and circled the ring many times, and the classmate who played the Qingsong Daoist was a little too thick, and he sweated a lot, and if he accidentally moved too much, the wig on his head was crooked, and it was about to fall off.

Seeing that the gang was about to be pierced, this classmate was in a hurry, and one of them hit the light movement trajectory of the long knife on the opposite side, and the wig also fell to the ground.

"What a knife! I'm afraid that the master of the royal gate has already practiced the supreme mastery of the Golden Sword Gate? Taoist, I am willing to bow down! Qingsong Daoren looked surprised.

"Hehe, Qingsong Daoist also deserves to be a famous martial arts master, Wang won this battle by luck, ashamed, ashamed!" The two sang and harmonized, and the opening battle was decided.

Next, several groups of members of the martial arts club stepped into the ring and performed the martial arts of eighteen weapons, which won the warm applause of the audience and attracted more students, and there were almost no empty seats.

The sanda master who once participated in the siege of Wei Tingyu on the rooftop also attended the "martial arts conference", and he played the role of "Falling Playboy", an excellent young master, whose strength obviously surpassed that of the vast majority of martial arts club members who appeared before, and defeated three people in a row without being knocked out of the ring.

"But who else dares to challenge?" The falling playboy laughed proudly: "If there is no one, then the leader of the martial arts alliance is mine!" ”

At this moment, suddenly a red shadow jumped lightly, and jumped directly into the ring nearly one meter high, wearing a red martial arts uniform, with a golden tassel on it, although the two vulgar colors of gold and red were worn on the body, but the girl reflected was even more heroic.

"Gold and white bi buy songs and laughs, and get drunk and light princes. Today's Juxianzhuang Martial Arts Conference, how can I miss it? "The girl is Ming Qinghou, today she wears light makeup, she looks more beautiful than usual, her two long legs are straight and slender, and the whole person is a symbol of strength and beauty, just like a real woman who came out of a novel.

As soon as Ming Qinghou took the stage, the entire Juxianzhuang was boiling, this girl who had been enrolled for less than a month has become a well-known campus idol in the entire Los Angeles, I am afraid that with the transfer of her sister Ming Qingxue away, the title of "school flower" will also fall on her head.

The battle between Ming Qinghou and the Falling Playboy is even more compact and powerful, the two of them are close to each other, fists are sharp, and they do not give an inch, although there is still an element of performance, but it is much more exciting than the previous battle.

Almost everyone in the audience was dizzying, completely absorbed by this wonderful battle. Wei Tingyu is also sighing, no wonder Ming Qinghou has a purple-level acting talent, she is simply a natural star, as long as she is fighting, she can naturally attract everyone's attention.

The two of them got up and down, and after nearly three minutes of fighting, the Sanda master finally lacked stamina, and was pulled and pushed by Ming Qinghou, and fell directly to the ground.

"Waiting for the Woman to Win!" Lin Bufan, the owner of Juxian Village, announced the results of the battle.

The audience cheered like thunder, and everyone was applauding Ming Qinghou's victory.

The whole martial arts conference has gradually come to an end, and the next characters are heavier than one another.

Jiang Zuo Alliance Lord and Tai'a Sword Lord took the stage one after another, but they were still not Ming Qinghou's opponents.

In the battle with the Tai'a Sword Master, Ming Qinghou showed an amazing soft whip skill, and the entire long whip was almost alive in her hands, even if the Tai'a Sword Master who showed a wonderful sword skill was not an opponent, and finally fell.

"Waiting for a woman is really a woman who doesn't let her eyebrows, and now there are still people on stage to challenge?" Lin Bufan said with a smile: "If there is no one, the Waiting Woman will become the first female martial arts alliance leader in history!" ”

"Ji Ji, you are holding a martial arts conference here, and you want to compete for the leader of the martial arts alliance, have you asked the old man's opinion?" Suddenly, a tall young man dressed in black walked into the ring, although he was called "old man", he was very young, his muscles were strong and well-proportioned, and he was full of strength and beauty.

The cheers from the audience were not small, and many people were chanting "President Wu!" There were also a few girls screaming, obviously all of them were the little fan sisters of the martial arts president.

"Wu Suifeng, the president of the martial arts club, and our one, grew up in the Shaolin Martial Arts School since childhood, and was a member of the Shaolin Martial Arts Troupe during the Spring Festival last year, and appeared on the Huaguo Spring Festival Gala." Tang Rui introduced to Wei Tingyu.

"Demon Gate Master Wu Suifeng? What will you be able to appear here? Lin Bufan asked with a look of surprise.

"I'm naturally here to compete for the throne of this martial arts alliance leader!" Wu Suifeng suddenly took off his coat, leaving only a black shirt, and the momentum of the whole person immediately climbed to the peak: "Do you have any opinions?" ”

At the same time, dozens of black-clothed people suddenly entered Juxianzhuang, their eyes patrolling over everyone.

"I'll go, it's really a big deal!" Tang Rui praised in a low voice: "It's so realistic, I'm afraid I didn't bring in all the active people in the martial arts club!" ”

Wei Tingyu took a closer look, several people in black were petite and had towering chests, obviously all of them were girls. It seems that the girls of the martial arts club, except for Ming Qinghou, should be in this group of black-clothed people.

"Good and evil are not mutually exclusive, today I will fight with you in this ring, and fight it out!" Ming Qinghou was awe-inspiring and did not retreat.

"Good! I didn't expect the righteous path of martial arts to wither to such a point, and the one who fought with the old man was actually a female doll! Wu said abruptly.

In fact, Wu Suifeng is still quite satisfied, and the rise of the martial arts club of Los Angeles High School only started when he entered the school, but this year he is about to be admitted to the university, and he has been worried that there will be no successor, and the martial arts club has fallen into a trough again.

But the arrival of Ming Qinghou is obviously a shot in the arm, her presence can significantly increase the appeal of the martial arts club, despite the deterrence of the "Egg Breaker", but there are still many people who admire Ming Qinghou, from the number of applicants who have almost doubled the recruitment of this martial arts club.

Wu Suifeng was already thinking about whether to directly hand over the position of president of the martial arts club to Ming Qinghou after leaving school.

The battle between the master of the Demon Gate and the Waiting Woman finally began, and the most exciting battle of this martial arts conference was officially staged.