The next day, Ye Sumang, under the leadership of An Lao and others, came to the mountain behind the manor, and it was not until he arrived at the location that Ye Sumang did not find a cave behind this mountain villa, and a martial arts training ground the size of a football field was located here.

There are large pavilions with exquisite decoration around this martial arts training ground, and the pavilions are connected by long corridors, which are obviously full of ancient meaning, and at this moment there is also a ring in the middle of this martial arts training ground, which is obviously prepared for today's martial arts conference.

When Ye Sumang arrived, there were already quite a few pavilions full of people, obviously the rest of the martial arts sects who had arrived early.

An Lao and the others were obviously very familiar with this place, and after arching their hands around, they took Ye Sumang to a pavilion and sat down unceremoniously.

"Su Mang, look at the white-bearded old man in the southeast corner, that is the descendant of Yang's Taijiquan, don't think that this Taijiquan is the kind of soft kind practiced by the old grandfathers and grandmothers outside, the real Taijiquan is one of the three major inner boxing that is parallel to my shape and meaning, the most heavy unloading method, you will be able to see it in a while, and the square-faced old man in the east, he is the leader of the Baji Gate, like that bald head, needless to say, you can guess, that is the Shaolin heir......"

Obviously, An Lao did not mean to waste any time, and after sitting down, he began to pull Ye Sumang to introduce various sects to him.

The old man said very carefully, Ye Sumang listened very carefully, and he also carefully remembered some of the characteristics of each family and faction, after all, he would definitely go to the field to discuss with the representative of Xingyi after a while, which was determined when several people gathered yesterday, Ye Sumang naturally had to understand the opponent as early as possible, so as to know himself and the other.

"Remember, don't keep your hands after the stage, even if it's a competition. But the warriors fight, the most taboo to shrink your hands and feet, if you are afraid of hurting people and dare not exert force, then Zuihou is likely to be injured by yourself. ”

An Lao was very satisfied with Ye Sumang's careful listening, but when it came to Zuihou, he couldn't help but ask.

Although Ye Sumang's strength is already the most top-notch existence among the disciples of their generation, he can even be ranked among the top in his own generation. But he also knew very well that Ye Sumang had never had any experience in fighting, and he was a full newcomer, so he naturally had to ask for something, for fear that he would be injured.

"Haha, Lao An, this is the baby apprentice you received? You're really willing to send this little director to the ring, I thought you would keep him at home and nurse him. Just when An Lao instructed Ye Sumang, suddenly a shrill whisper sounded in the ears of the two of them, and then they saw an old man walking over with two middle-aged people.

The old man's words were extremely ugly. Not to mention Old Man An's fiery temper, even Ye Sumang couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Wu Lao Liu, you'd better keep your mouth shut before the sect competition, otherwise I don't mind sending you back to your hometown to recuperate now!" An Lao stood up, unabashedly staring at the old man in front of him.

The latter's pupils shrank, and he seemed to retreat a little, but he quickly recovered. Laughing and hehe, there were no words. just took the apprentice and sat on the other side.

"They're also meaningful?" Ye Sumang saw that the other party was sitting down directly in the pavilion on his side, and suddenly couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Before An Lao could answer, Liu Lao on the side spoke.

"That's right, but it's not all the way with us, they practice the school of the Song brothers in Shanxi, and we inherit the Hebei school. It is Guo Liu and other patriarchs who worship. You also understand that although it is the same boxing method, because of the different legends, the way of making moves is naturally different, and there is a difference between which wins and which is the strategy. Naturally, there are also disputes, almost every year when we gather, everyone can't help but quarrel a few times, but we quarrel internally, quarrel and fight, but if we encounter external problems, it must be consistent with the outside, otherwise it is a judgment and a big disrespect. ”

After finishing speaking, Liu Lao's eyes looked directly at Ye Sumang, and it was obvious that Zuihou's few words were for Ye Sumang.

However, looking at Ye Sumang's clear gaze, Liu Lao couldn't help but be happy, he was really worried, although he had only been in contact for less than a day, he knew very well that this boy's calmness far exceeded that of his peers, and he was right-minded and pure-minded, and he was definitely not a person who would do anything harmful to the interests of the sect.

And An Lao, who had been silent on the side at the moment, also said with a smile: "I believe in Su Mang, he is a good boy, and there will be no ambiguity in front of right and wrong." ”

Ye Sumang just smiled at this and didn't say anything.

After all, he is not a pure martial artist, if you want to harm the interests of the sect, the probability of it happening to him is very small, after all, his heart is not here, so naturally there is no intention of fighting.

The owner of the villa is obviously a careful person, Ye Sumang and the others did not wait long to sit down, some refreshments and drinks were served on the table, and at the same time, a menu was attached, on which Sichuan, Guangdong, Zhejiang and Lu, Chinese and Western meals were readily available, obviously taking into account the different tastes and tastes of all people and specially designed.

However, judging from this menu, it also made Ye Sumang even more curious about the net worth background of these martial artists, after all, just by this menu, you can see the abundant funds behind them, which are obviously not ordinary.

Poor and rich in martial arts, it is true.

As time passed, it was soon noon, and I saw an old man in a set of practice clothes walking into the ring.

"Hello everyone, as the owner of this session, I am a teacher of gossip, and many people must also know the name of Zhao someone, but I still want to introduce it again, my name is Zhao Zheng, and I have thanked all factions in advance for their faces, and I can participate in this conference."

"Old Zhao, you are too modest, who will refuse your invitation."

"That is, you are full of prestige and high skills, and we can't wait to gather around you every day to ask for your advice."

The old man's kind words attracted a lot of people's greater politeness, but this kind of mutual praise is obviously also a way to promote communication, don't you see that the smile on the corner of the old man's mouth in the ring is becoming more and more obvious?

"It's easy to say, it's all for everyone!" After a few polite words, Zhao Lao continued: "The current martial arts have long passed the era of self-cherishment, and only by communicating more can we promote each other's progress, such as Yang Luchan, the martial arts master during the Republic of China." There is also a generation of martial arts god Sun Lutang, which is a collection of the essence of various sects of boxing before finally becoming a generation of grandmasters, and the purpose of our martial arts conference is to exchange and learn from each other, learn from each other's strengths, and make progress together. ”

The old man said that there was a deliberate pause here, and the various sects naturally applauded very appreciatively.

"Lao Zhao's hard work is not good. It's a mouth. Old Man An teased with a smile while applauding.

Ye Sumang smiled, he could see that the master did not have any sarcasm in it, and obviously agreed with Old Man Zhao's words, in fact, even Ye Sumang himself felt that what this old man said was quite reasonable.

After all, exchange will be the competition of production certificates, which is the foundation of progress, if it is just done behind closed doors, it is obvious that it will not be able to practice a reason.

Thinking of this, Ye Sumang couldn't help but blush, to be honest. has practiced martial arts for many years, and he really belongs to the category of working behind closed doors, and even what level he has reached now is only understood after being reminded by An Lao.

As his thoughts flowed, Mr. Zhao on the stage had already finished speaking quickly.

After all, everyone gathered together to compete with each other, not to listen to the speech, even if Zhao Lao spoke well, I am afraid that no one would listen carefully with too much enthusiasm.

So with the resignation of Zhao Lao, many people's faces also showed excitement. Because they know very well that the most anticipated competition is about to begin.

"Su Mang. I've already registered for you, I'll call you for a while, just go up, remember the etiquette I taught you, and then focus on the competition, don't care about winning or losing. After all, I brought you here this time to exercise, don't have too much psychological burden. ”

"Don't worry, Master." Ye Sumang smiled lightly.

"That's good." An Lao nodded and didn't say anything more, after all, fledglings always have to fly. He provided Ye Sumang with an opportunity to exercise, whether he can grasp it depends on his own ability.

At this time, Liu Lao and Wang Lao, as well as Wu Lao on the side, also began to seriously instruct their disciples, obviously everyone attached great importance to the competition for a while.

"The first ones to play are Gong Min and Tan Leg Zhang Miao of the Bagua Gate."

As he spoke, he saw two young men walk into the ring, saluted each other, and then set up their jiashi and began to test each other.

"Baguazhang has the heaviest pace, and Tan's leg practice is naturally also the kung fu of the leg, Su Mang, you carefully look at the offensive routines of the two......"

In the competition above, An Lao taught on the spot below, and at this time he also saw the importance of having a master.

If it was just Ye Sumang himself, he might only be able to watch a rough idea, but with An Lao on demand, this harvest would be more than a little bit, and Ye Sumang's talent was extremely high, so in a short moment, it brought a lot of growth to Ye Sumang.

The two on the stage quickly finished competing, and Ye Sumang also saw a wonderful battle.

Unlike the kind of martial arts competitions that are held on TV, the current ring matches are clearly well-fought and clean, and they are actually over in less than a minute.

"Xingyi Gate Fan Ming vs. Baji Gate Saiyang."

Just when Ye Sumang was still reminiscing about the battle just now, the shouts on the stage interrupted his thoughts, and he saw a young man next to Liu Lao standing up, this person was Fan Ming, Liu Lao's disciple.

"Look carefully at Fan Minh's style of play, it's very helpful for you." An Lao also reminded Ye Sumang at this time, after all, Fan Ming went all the way with his own routine, and although Fan Ming was also a newcomer who had not been in the field for a long time, his actual combat experience was definitely higher than Ye Sumang's, and he was naturally the best object for Ye Sumang to observe at this time.

Ye Sumang nodded at this, and began to focus on Fan Ming's body.

Fan Ming is of medium stature, neither fat nor thin, and he looks more like a simple peasant when he doesn't show his skills on weekdays, and Saiyang, who is fighting against him at this time, is a strong man who is nearly two meters tall, looking at the muscles on his exposed arms that contain liliang, he knows that the liliang he volatilizes is definitely not low.

Ye Sumang, who was in the audience, couldn't help but sweat for Fan Ming at this time.

The competition on stage soon began.

Although Xingyi is an internal boxing, but the boxing style is indeed domineering, seeing that the competition has just begun, Fan Ming took two steps quickly, and rushed towards Saiyang's chest with one move.

Seeing that Fan Ming was fierce, Saiyang retreated half a step back, but the whole person didn't dodge at all, but instead raised his elbow and came first, directly meeting Fan Ming's fist.

You must know that Bajiquan is about 'strong and crisp', and one elbow down. I only heard a muffled sound, and then I saw that both sides had retreated half a step, but from the point where Fan Ming came to attack first, this time it was Fan Ming who lost half of the way.

However, Fan Ming obviously did not lose his momentum, and as soon as he stood firm, he immediately stepped forward. As soon as his hands changed, he faced Saiyang's eight poles with a split palm, and between the two of them, they went through more than 20 moves in an instant, among which there was not the slightest temptation, all of them were real hard hits, and even Ye Sumang felt his blood boiling on the side.

"Alas, how can this Fan Ming always make such mistakes." But at this moment. Old Man An sighed on the side.

"Didn't Senior Brother Fan play very well?" Ye Sumang asked suspiciously, at this time, Fan Ming was playing in the ring, it can be said that he is inseparable from Saiyang, but the old man said that the other party made a mistake?

But soon Fan Ming's master, Liu Lao, gave an explanation.

"Although Xingyi pays attention to being indomitable, but it is also necessary to divide the opponent by occasion and time, at this time, Saiyang on the opposite side is obviously a step higher than Fan Ming in terms of physical fitness, and he is tough, isn't that the strength of attacking the enemy with his own shortcomings?"

Sure enough. Just as Liu Lao's words fell, he saw Saiyang in the ring suddenly roar angrily. The muscles in his body tensed in an instant, and then he used his back to meet Fan Ming, who was coming straight at him, with a thunderous momentum.

"Lean against the mountain!"

In the exclamation of Old Man An, Fan Ming, who was still fighting hard and bravely just now, seemed to have been hit by a locomotive, and the whole person was directly knocked out of four or five meters by Saiyang's leaning, and the whole person slid out of the ring. I fell to the ground and didn't get up for half a day.

For a while, the scene was also full of laughter, after all, this kind of thing of being knocked out of the ring is definitely a big shame to put here.

Old Man An's face was red with anger at this time, and Liu Lao was even more worried and ran directly under the ring. Picked up Fan Ming, who fell to the ground, and brought him back to the pavilion, and under a few tugs from An Lao, the latter woke up leisurely.

"It's not a big problem, it's just a temporary shock from being hit by the impact of that one, and there will be some chest tightness in the last two days, but I will massage it every day, and it will be better in a few days."

"Master, I've embarrassed you." Fan Ming lowered his head in shame at this time.

"It's okay, it's okay if people are okay." Liu Lao smiled and did not complain.

At this time, Wu Lao, who was on the side, sneered and said, "You are ashamed, and not only your master's face, but also the face of the Cultivation of Shape and Meaning Sect have made you lose it." ”

"Lao Wu, you don't have to say a word!" Seeing his apprentice bow his head in shame, Liu Lao's tone was full of anger.

"Weishenme has to say a few words, your apprentice is too young, and he will lose so humiliatingly if he is competitive." Wu Lao would not flinch because of Liu Lao's words, but what he said was reasonable, if it wasn't for Fan Ming's insistence on fighting with Saiyang, I am afraid he would not have lost so badly.

Just when the two old men were about to quarrel, the ring had been sorted out again.

I heard the host hold the microphone and continue to read: "Xingyi Gate Ye Su Mang to Baji Gate Rumeng!" ”

Hearing someone shouting his name, Ye Sumang subconsciously looked in the direction of the source of the sound, and saw that the host in the ring was looking at him with curious eyes, obviously he was calling himself.

"Su Mang, be careful."

"Yes, nephew, don't be careless, when the time comes, you won't be able to support it, and it's okay to admit defeat directly."

"Hmph, don't lose too badly."

Listening to the overt and covert concern of the master and several seniors, Ye Sumang just confidently hugged his fists, nodded seriously, and turned around and walked towards the ring.

Ye Sumang could see that everyone didn't believe that he could win the ring.

After all, although he has cultivated deeply, he has never had actual combat experience, which is like an ordinary person with a machine gun and a senior soldier with a pistol, even if the other party's equipment is not as good as yours, but the other party will use it, so the power exerted is still several times that of yours.

But Ye Sumang himself has no intention of losing, this battle, he not only wants to win, but also to fight a beautiful victory.

Looking at Lu Meng, who was about the same size as Saiyang on the other side, Ye Sumang first politely hugged his fists and said, "Please advise." ”

"Don't worry, I will definitely give you some advice, and I will not let you be so embarrassed as the one just now." Lu Meng grinned, his eyes full of disdain when he looked at Ye Sumang.

After all, he has also heard of Ye Sumang's big names, great directors, music masters, the youngest billionaire, etc., all of which make him feel extremely dazzling.

However, all of this has nothing to do with martial arts, which is why Lu Meng Weishenme's face was so relaxed after hearing that his opponent was Ye Sumang.

Because all the people present didn't think that Ye Sumang would have any combat effectiveness.

Ye Sumang didn't say much, just took a deep breath slightly, shook his shoulders, and adjusted himself to the most haode state.

On the contrary, Lu Meng on the opposite side arched his hand triumphantly in all directions, and only after getting a cheer did he lazily swing a jiashi, signaling that Ye Sumang could attack.

At this time, everyone was watching how Ye Sumang in the ring responded, and even many people had a bad taste in their hearts, thinking about whether to take a video of Ye Sumang's shame after losing and put it on the Internet, thinking that it would definitely cause a sensation.

Looking at the people who took out their phones and pointed their cameras at the ring, you can know what kind of schadenfreude they are thinking.

For a second...

Two seconds......

Three-second .........

Just after Lu Meng's eyes on the opposite side showed an impatient look, Ye Sumang moved.

Shaped like lightning, fast as thunder, Lu Meng didn't even react when he found that the handsome young man in front of him who looked thin was gone, and when he subconsciously wanted to find the other party's trace, he felt a heart-wrenching pain in his lower abdomen and a huge incomparable collision force, and it was three times in a row, like a stacked wave, one punch was heavier and stronger than the other.

And Lumon flew out in pain in a daze.

In the moment before he fell unconscious, Lu Meng seemed to see the stunned appearance of the audience in stark contrast to Ye Sumang's indifferent expression, and this contrast also seemed to be silently mocking, mocking all those who looked down on Ye Sumang. (To be continued......)