The car slowly stopped at the entrance of the martial arts academy.

Zhang Yang didn't get out of the car, and lay down in the car for a while.

……

The martial arts academy is guarding the door today with a few martial artists who have perfected their strength, and they saw Zhang Yang's car from afar. However, no one dared to come over to disturb, they all looked at Zhang Yang's direction with reverence, this was the pride of their martial arts society! Although Wang Yat-sen, Liu Jun and others are strong, they are all strong in time accumulation. And the strength of Zhang Yang gave them hope, it turned out that age could not stop them from pursuing martial arts.

Now the name of Zhang Yang has already spread to every corner of the martial arts, and no one in the world knows you!

The sky is bright, and the weather in Nancheng today is extremely hot, and the early morning makes people feel a little irritable.

Zhang Yang, who was lying in the car, was awakened by a burst of exclamations.

"Oh my God! The Tiger King seniors are really here! A warrior who knew Kuang Shixiong exclaimed.

"More than that! Do you think that's Xu Zixu? The senior next to him must be the Jiangnan King of the Mighty Nanwu thirty years ago! ”

One by one, the big names were recognized, and the atmosphere at the scene rose sharply.

The dense number of martial artists filled the huge martial arts club, and every time a strong person appeared, it would cause a commotion.

When the sun broke through the clouds and shone out, the door of the martial arts academy slowly opened.

The crowd was a little commotional, and one by one they wanted to squeeze in.

"Be quiet!"

Zhou Yuan shouted, and his momentum was awe-inspiring.

Those martial artists who were still talking about it quieted down one after another, but today there were nearly a hundred Ming Jin martial artists gathered here, how dare they be presumptuous.

"Today's competition, refining strength can be entered! Mingjin can bring three people into the venue! Let's go back to the others! ”

As soon as Zhou Yuan's voice fell, the noise at the scene rose one after another.

"Why can't we go in!"

"That's it! I drove for three days and three nights in a row just to see the competition of your predecessors, you are too much! ”

……

A trace of fierceness flashed in Zhou Yuan's eyes, and he said sharply: "Shut up!" Do you want to provoke the Martial Arts Society! ”

There was silence.

If they want to fight against the martial arts academy, they are looking for death, and almost all of the people who are complaining here now are martial artists who are small in refining strength, or even martial artists who are beginners in refining strength. If you provoke the Martial Arts Society, you can just send a few strong people to sweep a large area, and they don't want to deliberately look for death.

But if they want to give up such an opportunity, they don't want to!

After a long time, a young martial artist who was refining strength and becoming a martial artist stood out in the crowd, and said without humility or arrogance: "Please also ask the seniors to be considerate!" I am here to see the breadth of martial arts and find a direction for our future martial arts path. We mountain warriors have no master's teaching, no assistance in bone training. I finally got to this day, and now I have such an opportunity, I really don't want to let it go. ”

At this time, many people were gloomy.

Most of them accidentally embarked on the martial arts road, and most of them stayed at the beginning of refining strength and would not make any progress in their lifetime.

Now that they finally encountered a strong war, how could they not be moved.

Zhou Yuan was a little embarrassed, and he was quite sympathetic to these martial artists.

But if these people are allowed to enter, the Martial Arts Society will definitely not be able to stay. If they don't let them in, these guys are intent on making things bad, and they won't be able to do it then.

Just when Zhou Yuan was embarrassed, a loud laugh came from inside the Martial Arts Society, "Why bother!" It's not a few decades ago that you just put a big screen outside the gate, and I'm sure you won't have an opinion, right? ”

After saying that, Old Man Zhang took a few light leaps and walked outside the door, nodding and signaling to several Dacheng martial artists.

Zhou Yuan patted his head embarrassedly and shouted, "You guys, don't complain!" Those who don't want to watch the battle can leave, it is impossible for so many people to be accommodated within the Martial Arts Academy! ”

Nearly 10,000 people outside the door no one dared to refute, it would be good to have this opportunity, which round to get them to talk nonsense.

The efficiency of the staff was very fast, and after a while, a large screen several people high was erected outside the door.

The large square of the Martial Arts Society can be seen clearly, and the big arena in the middle is particularly eye-catching.

Seeing that everything was ready, Old Man Zhang smiled and said, "Everyone, let's go in!" ”

The martial arts academy guards the warriors as if they were facing a great enemy, guarding the left and right at the door. The warriors who were qualified to enter the arena entered one after another, and the warriors outside the door were envious.

Zhang Yang, who was sitting in the car, sighed, if he had a choice, he would never want to be a monkey show.

"Humph! After today...... "Zhang Yang's eyes were cold, if it wasn't for the situation, how could he make such a choice!"

However, for the number of strong people who appeared today, Zhang Yang was also a little sideways.

Judging from the data displayed on the search system, there are more than a dozen Dacheng martial artists alone today, and what makes Zhang Yang even more shocked is that there are three consummation martial artists!

"The Martial Arts Society is indeed a Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger! Who would have thought that a small Southern Provincial Branch would actually have two consummate martial artists! Zhang Yang was secretly shocked in his heart, according to the red dots above, there were two consummation martial artists who were both within the Martial Arts Society.

Seeing that the crowd had settled down, Zhang Yang stretched his waist, opened the car door and walked towards the martial arts society.

"The Blood Slaughter King is here!"

"Zhang Yang's predecessors have arrived, how many strong people will be buried here today?"

The crowd that had just quieted down was in a commotion again, the protagonist had arrived, and the big battle was about to begin!

Zhou Yuan, who was outside the door, saw Zhang Yang and greeted him, his eyes were very complicated.

Zhang Yang chuckled, "Doesn't Brother Zhou know me anymore?" ”

Zhou Yuan reluctantly smiled, and slapped Zhang Yang on the shoulder twice, "Brother Zhang, I'm still waiting to compete with you!" ”

Zhang Yang nodded and said with a smile: "Then I'll wait for Brother Zhou to come to me." ”

Zhou Yuan's face was complicated, he nodded lightly, and said in a low voice: "Be careful!" ”

Zhang Yang smiled and didn't speak again, and walked towards the venue.

Today's rostrum is particularly eye-catching, and all the strong people of Dacheng sit on it.

The audience is also full of masters, there are almost no martial artists who are lower than the strength of refining strength, and most of the Ming Jin martial artists have not brought people in, and even if there are, there are not many.

Zhang Yang didn't know why, and suddenly thought of an inexplicable question, if he threw a missile now, Nan Wulin might perish.

He shook his head with a wry smile, he was still in the mood to think about this question now.

As soon as they saw Zhang Yang come in, everyone looked over, most of them had never seen Zhang Yang, originally said that Zhang Yang was young and less than thirty people still didn't believe it, but now they were even more surprised.

"What a young man! When I was his age, I still seemed to be refining my strength, right? It's really a talented person! Someone sighed.

"Yes! We're all old. ”

……

These people are not strong, but they don't see anything, and the reaction on the rostrum is a little different.

Kuang Shixiong looked at Wang Zhongshan and said with a smile: "Brother Zhongshan, do you see something?" ”

Wang Yat-sen's eyes narrowed when Zhang Yang entered the arena, and his heart was like a stormy wave!

Half a year ago, he saw with his own eyes that Zhang Yang is strength to refine his strength!

But now, he really didn't know what to say!

Sighing lightly, Wang Zhongshan smiled: "We are really old!" ”

Jiangnan Wang Sikong glanced at Wang Zhongshan meaningfully, and chuckled: "You are not old, you can count on you to inherit the style of Wang Lao back then." ”

Wang Zhongshan also looked at him and laughed, "Don't dare to compare with my father!" Why didn't the old cat nest in your Jiangnan town fishing this time, and actually came here. ”

Sikong Ming's beard curled, and the appearance of the fairy wind Dao bone just now disappeared, "King Bald!" If you dare to call me an old cat again, I'll turn my face! ”

All the powerhouses on the stage laughed, and Xu Zixu, who was standing behind Sikong Ming, was surprised, and whispered in his master's ear and asked, "Master, why do they call you an old cat?" ”

"Get out! The old cat is what you can call, too! Sikong Ming was angry, and when he heard Xu Zixu's question, he couldn't wait to slap him to death!

Xu Zixu pursed his lips and didn't speak again, but in his heart he guessed the origin of his master's nickname.

Wang Zhongshan laughed for a while, and when they saw that Zhang Yang had already entered the ring, they couldn't help but stop greeting.

"Senior brother, go up!" Wang Yat-sen looked at Old Man Zhang and said.

Old man Zhang snorted, "I'm not going!" This is Wang Zhan, I'm a bad old man! ”

Wang Zhongshan looked at his junior brother a little helplessly, this guy is in his sixties and still has a child's temper!

"Jun'er, go ahead!" Wang Yat-sen gave an order to Liu Jun behind him.

"Yes, master." Liu Jun replied respectfully and stepped down.

Huang Aimin of Guoan said sourly, "Other people's apprentices have been kings for more than ten years, and my apprentices are still playing with mud at home!" ”

A young man behind him blushed and muttered in a low voice, "When did I play with mud." ”

"Nonsense! Fifteen years ago, when Liu Jun was crowned king, when you brought you here, you kid was playing with mud! Huang Aimin scolded angrily.

The young man hung his head and stopped talking, listening to Huang Aimin say this, he seemed to remember that there was really such a thing.

Wang Yat-sen smiled proudly, "Don't be jealous, old guy, how old is this kid in your family, and there will be times when you will be proud in the future." ”

"Don't talk about it, let's watch the battle!" Liu Lao, who had been silent, spoke.

Everyone nodded and stopped talking, and turned their eyes to the ring.