At a quarter past nine o'clock in the morning, the conference officially began, but this beginning was only a formality. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoA few leader-looking people came out to say something, and then an old man with gray hair came out to speak.

Listening to Lu Guanting, this old man is one of the oldest people in the national art world today, and Deng Yan is a few rounds old. As a person who practices martial arts, the old man speaks very capably, although he takes the form, but it feels different when he listens.

After listening to the speech, Deng Yanfei began to look at a piece of red paper in his hand. The words in red and black are nothing else, but some of the regulations of this martial arts competition. There are some spaces printed on the back of the red paper, and the participants fill in the information on them, age. The organizer will then input the information into the computer, and the computer will randomly vote.

The official competition starts the next day and is expected to last for about a week. Deng Yanfei thought for a while and filled in his information. This competition is quite important to him, although there is no substantial reward for the final ranking, such as huge bonuses, or some kind of exercise cheats.

Although it is not a truth, the meaning of this sentence is still more representative. People who can practice martial arts basically have good conditions, so they may be eager for wealth, but honor is more important.

There is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts. This event is rare to see for decades, and the substantial effect of being able to stand out at this event is far greater than some money.

After filling out the information, everyone dispersed.

Deng Yanfei was helpless, as if he was pushed by some forces behind him, formalism could not escape anywhere.

Out of the stadium, Xie Qinglan came, Tian Fang also came, Yuan Zhen and Guo Jianghu did not come because of something. Hearing Deng Yanfei say that Xie Qinglan beat those two young people, Tian Fang was suddenly angry and shouted that he wanted to beat these two guys.

Lu Guanting said, "This matter is not urgent, Lao Tian, don't you have acquaintances here? Let them inquire about the origin of these two boys." Let's wait until the tournament is over. ”

Tian Fang nodded, and several people talked for a while, and then Deng Yanfei, Xie Qinglan and Lu Guanting went back to the hotel first, and Tian Fang asked his friend to understand the situation.

The rules of the competition are five days of auditions, two days of re-selection, and one day of finals, of course, this is tentative. Each person only has one round, and if they lose, they will be eliminated, and although they can't participate in the competition again, being able to watch others play in the venue is also a great learning opportunity for many people.

As for Deng Yanfei's expectation to see the older generation of masters fighting, he didn't hear any information about this for the time being, which made him a little depressed. He really wanted to see how powerful a character like Xie Dou Kui and Tian Feng were.

The next day, I came to the gymnasium again, and there were some changes in it, the big ring was moved to the side, and in the huge central field, twenty small rings were built, although small, but each was seven or eight meters long and wide.

In the audience above, there were already many people sitting, Deng Yanfei swept his eyes, there didn't seem to be a few characters like Xie Doukui, most of them were young people, and the youngest was seven or eight years old. This can't help but make him sigh, and martial arts training still has to start from a doll.

The girl is a rare animal here, Xie Qinglan attracts a lot of attention wherever she goes, even if she is not a very beautiful beauty, but the temperament of a martial artist is still very attractive to her peers, which also makes Deng Yanfei feel a lot of eyes.

There are huge screens on the left and right, and as soon as the time reaches nine o'clock, the huge screen starts scrolling. A string of names is swiped over, then stopped, and ten sets of names appear on each screen, for a total of twenty groups on one side.

Deng Yanfei looked at it, there was no his name, but Guo Jianghu did, in the eleventh ring. After thinking about it, Deng Yanfei still planned to watch Guo Jianghu's game, after all, he was very strong and interesting.

Xie Qinglan doesn't care, follow him, Tian Fang and Lu Guanting have no opinion, Yuan Zhen's words, a group of juniors want him to take it, he has a stable temperament, like a nanny with a group of people, looking at Deng Yanfei and wanting to laugh.

When I came to the eleventh ring, no one had come on the field yet, and there was a person in a black suit next to him, which seemed to be the referee. Because it was a martial arts competition, everyone changed into practice clothes, and the looser practice clothes were suitable for stretching their bodies. Guo Jianghu's opponent is a young man in his early twenties, with short hair and very energetic.

At a glance, Deng Yanfei knew that Guo Jianghu had won steadily, and he could solve the battle without needing it for a minute. But Guo Jianghu didn't do this, and the young guy knew that he was not an opponent as soon as he got started, but he still attacked very fiercely.

Deng Yanfei vaguely understood what he ordered, and then looked around, at this time, the players in each ring were in full swing. Guo Jianghu didn't have anything to look at here, and after he looked at it, he turned his head to look elsewhere and looked around with interest.

After looking around, he didn't find anything that could attract him, and then he was pulled to the side by Xie Qinglan, in a ring on the very edge, two people were competing, and there must be something different in Xie Qinglan's eyes.

This is nineteen rings, a man and a woman, the male is twenty-five or sixteen, and the female is not very old, eighteen or nineteen years old. Deng Yanfei saw something different, in addition to seeing a young female warrior, there was also the fact that this female warrior's body was too flexible.

The woman is only 1.65 meters tall, about the same as Zhao Xuejiao, and her opponent is more than 1.7 meters, and it looks like the two are about the same height. The women's pace is very sensitive, and the men's practice is the very common Xingyi boxing. There are many types of Xingyi boxing, and there is a difference between men's Xingyi boxing and Xie Qinglan's, which does not mean that Xie Qinglan's is better.

Because Xingyi Boxing is one of the three major internal boxing methods in China, just like Taijiquan, it spreads widely, coupled with the speculation and changes of the latecomers, forming another different Xingyi Boxing, which is prosperous and varied.

The woman's body is really good, Deng Yanfei watched it for a while, the man's Xingyi punch is good, the speed is very fast, it is much faster than the average boxer, but none of the punches hit the woman.

Sometimes like a butterfly shuttling in the man's boxing style, sometimes like a snake, the body twists, and it can avoid the man's killing moves.

Yes, killer moves.

These two fight, unlike Guo Jianghu and that young man, Guo Jianghu is more powerful and can control the situation. But it's a little difficult for the two of them in front of them, after all, national art is not a performance, if it's the same as playing, what's the difference between it and martial arts.

Deng Yanfei also thought about this problem, but there was a requirement written on the red paper and black, not to kill the other party, this requirement has a big loophole, it cannot cause death, but it can cause injury.

In a simple sentence, it can be seen that these martial artists are really not easy. More than 10,000 people, excluding those elders, there are also eight or nine thousand, all ignore this kind of regulation and must participate.

Deng Yanfei shook his head, because he had not positioned himself as a martial artist since he was a child, so he couldn't understand the thoughts of these martial artists, but now he felt something and seemed to understand something.