On the shore of Xiaonong Lake, cars and horses are like dragons, and there are crowds of people.

Countless people flocked to the Zhenwu Martial Arts Hall, which was dozens of times more lively than the most lively street market in the outer city.

Fortunately, after the last war, even if the common people returned, after the completion of the martial arts hall, the streets were also widened.

Even so, it's still overcrowded!

Dozens of martial arts halls led by the Xuanlei Martial Arts Pavilion, under the leadership of Han Li, came to the True Martial Arts Martial Arts Hall early.

There was a faint noise in his ears, and after receiving the disciple's report, Han Li and the rest of the hall masters' faces were not very good-looking.

Even though he foresaw the problems that might arise, he still didn't expect that the people's support for Wu Ming was so high!

That's the power of prestige!

The creation of the Zhenwu Martial Arts Hall can be called beneficial to the country and the people, plus Wu Ming's own prestige, even if it is in accordance with the customary regulations, it still makes the people hostile to the initiator!

But it has come to this point, and it is too late to regret it, so I can only continue with it.

Han Li gave a look to a pavilion owner next to him, but how could this person dare to be angry at this time, and he chatted with someone he knew as if he hadn't seen it.

And Bai Lingdu, the owner of the Luoyun Martial Arts Pavilion, will not mix.

After all, it was not only the common people who came to watch the battle, but also the officials of the Yamen of the Southern Outer City, as well as the children of the powerful, and even Jia Zhengjing deliberately took the time to make an appointment to watch the battle together!

"Cough, little prince, today is a grand event in the martial arts hall, can you retire from idle people?"

As a last resort, Han Li had to stand up on his own.

"The master of the Han Pavilion laughed, most of their children are studying in the martial arts hall, how can they be idle people?

Besides, I'm not the True Martial Arts Pavilion Master, so you should ask the Lord!"

Wu Ming politely refused with a smile on his face.

"Ugh!"

Han Li inadvertently glanced at Wu Fu, who was standing beside Wu Ming, and swallowed back the rest of the words.

Don't look at his eyes and nose, his nose and heart, he looks like an old servant who has nothing to do with himself, but it still brings great pressure to the owners of the pavilions!

The veteran Dharma Grandmaster, even if he has not recovered all his cultivation, it is still an existence that any artistic realm martial artist looks up to!

"Fellow hall masters, the time has come, let the disciples from all walks of life enter!"

Hu Cang's eyes flashed in a deep voice.

The master of the True Martial Arts Pavilion is this old man!

"Brother Hu is resolute, it is really a soldier's demeanor, we should obey it!"

The owners of the major pavilions are all people in the capital, and they naturally know the name of the fire fox, so they immediately agreed.

I saw Han Li's order, and dozens of young men and women of different ages poured into the ring to stand around.

Looking at it, although the clothes are different, judging from the spirit displayed on the outside, it is obvious that they are all the elite of the young masters in the martial arts halls!

Pick up the rules, three people from each of the self and qi martial artists, and accept the challenge.

With so many martial arts halls, it is natural that the number of people can be easily gathered, and they are all one in a hundred.

On the other hand, the array of the True Martial Arts Martial Arts Pavilion, although the number of people is the same, the spiritual temperament is obviously more than one step worse!

"Hehe, the Guiwu Pavilion was founded, there must be no artistic conception disciples, it is inevitable to bully the small, we have not sent disciples from this realm!"

Han Li smiled.

"Thank you for taking care of you!"

Hu Cang's face remained unchanged and bowed slightly.

"Why is that kid He Haifeng in their team?"

At this moment, there were whispers and whispers in the crowd.

The instructors of the True Martial Arts Hall were stunned to find that in the martial arts two days ago, He Haifeng, who ranked first in the Bone Refining Realm, was impressively in the team of Han Li's side!

"Traitor!"

"Treachery!"

"A villain without any martial arts backbone!"

The friends who knew He Haifeng were angry and scolding, and as it intensified, the disciples of the martial arts hall were excited.

"Master Han, what's going on?"

Hu Cang's old face sank.

"Pavilion Master Hu, why make a fuss, he didn't apprentice, according to the rules of the Guiwu Pavilion, there is no reason not to let people find another job!

Besides, didn't you also invite a martial arts genius from the Huayun Martial Arts Pavilion to suppress the formation?"

Han Li glanced at Shen Xiaolan in the array, his eyes mocking.

"You ......"

The other party's filthy behavior like digging into the foot of the wall made Hu Cang angry.

"Hu Lao, people go to high places, and water flows to low places, reluctantly!"

Wu Ming waved his hand slightly, and looked thoughtfully at He Haifeng, who looked ashamed and drooped his head.

I'm afraid there are not a few people who have such children!

Come to think of it, although the hardware facilities of the True Martial Arts Gym are far above the ordinary Martial Arts Gym, in terms of ability, they are not comparable to those martial arts halls that are backed by the sect!

Even if the martial arts hall has never stipulated that the disciples who come out of here must work for the martial arts hall, but being labeled as a true martial artist, or the label of Wu Wangfu, is bound to arouse suspicion.

Such a disciple is far less reliable than the disciple who has been screened and cultivated by his own family!

On the other hand, Wu Ming opened the door of convenience to the children of ordinary people, which also restricted their development in disguise!

Unless, now you have a clear choice of a sect!

But with Wu Ming's current situation, he is caught in the whirlpool of the dispute over the Holy Dao, and all forces are afraid to avoid it, where do they dare to be included in the door?

And the top sect is not afraid, but what qualifications does Wu Ming have to let people bear the consequences caused by the battle of the Holy Dao?

"Yes!"

Hu Cang nodded angrily and shouted in a deep voice, "True martial disciple come to the stage!"

There was a commotion among the martial arts disciples, and dozens of true martial arts disciples ran towards Han Li's side.

What made Hu Cang's face ugly was that there were more than a dozen disciples who were ready to take the stage, accounting for almost half.

In other words, half of the elite disciples of the top three levels of Dou Wu that day were poached!

And the other party chose to make a move at this time, obviously to make the True Martial Arts Hall embarrassed and hit Wu Ming's prestige!

As a last resort, I can only let the instructor choose another person to take the stage!

"It's interesting, I can do it without leaking any rumors, I'm afraid I got in touch very early, and the conditions must not be low!

It seems that those little guys in the anthill still need to be tempered!"

Wu Ming was also a little surprised.

In addition to the fact that the anthill did not send a message, with his current reputation, the parents of the students can change their ways, and the price is definitely not small!

"Pavilion Master Hu doesn't have to be angry, didn't the little prince also say it, people go to high places, and water flows to low places!"

Looking at Hu Cang's old face that was black at the bottom of the pot, Han Li smiled proudly, but his eyes involuntarily glanced at Wu Ming.

"There's the owner of the Lao Han Pavilion!"

Wu Ming smiled lightly and bowed his hand.

"Ugh!"

Such a bland reaction made Han Li, who came back to his senses, as ugly as eating a fly.

"I don't know what the little prince means by this?"

Bai Lingdu, who had been there all the time, looked curious.

"Remove the turnip!"

Wu Ming said with a smile.

"Ugh!"

Bai Lingdu was stunned, and there was surprise in his eyes.

Not only were dozens of pavilion owners shocked by this, but even the two old Confucians, Chen and Liu, also stroked their beards and their heads, and their eyes looked at Wu Ming even more eagerly!

"Little prince, is this a dead duck with a hard mouth? Such a talent is regarded as a mustard by you?"

Han Li was a little annoyed and angry, and he didn't choose what to say.

"Bold! Why do you speak obscenities?"

Liu Zhengli shouted.

"I ......"

Han Li's face flashed red, and he actually confessed his mistake on the spot.

Although Liu Zheng is not a great Confucian, he has already learned the top among scholars, even if he does not use the righteous spirit in his chest, the will contained in his own learning is enough to suppress Han Li!

"Elder Liu doesn't need to be angry, the master of the Han Pavilion must have learned nothing and didn't understand what I meant!"

Wu Ming smiled and groaned, but his words made everyone present roll their eyes.

This little prince is really the master who can't rub sand in his eyes!

"You...... Hmph! The battle of tongues is not the style of martial artists such as us, and we will see the real chapter under our hands!"

Han Li's anger surged, and he wanted to punch Wu Ming's face, but thinking of Wu Ming's eloquent speech, he couldn't help but change his words.

"Chai Qing, roll call!"

Hu Cang got Wu Ming's signal and shouted down.

"Yes!"

Immediately, under Chai Qing's instructions, some students quickly added to the array.

But the previous scene was seen by everyone, and the originally familiar classmates, who were still highly regarded targets before, have now changed their doors, making everyone depressed.

"Life is endless, fighting is not endless, our generation should be self-reliant!"

Suddenly, Lu Zijin snorted.

"Our generation should be self-reliant!"

Xu Tuo took the lead in responding, as if he was infected, and the children murmured a few times, followed by excitement and shouted in unison.

"Self-improvement!

As if returning to the day before yesterday, all the real martial arts students shouted loudly, which attracted the response of all the people present.

The students who ran to Han Li's side opened their mouths, and their faces were slightly pale and they didn't say anything.

In the face of such an exciting scene, even Han Li and other artistic conception martial artists were shaken, let alone their students!

Even if most of them remembered the teachings of their masters, there were still a few body refining students who screamed and were covered by their peers to avoid making a fool of themselves!

"Hmph, little prince, it's all at this time, so there's no need to make such a small move, right?"

Seeing their own students behaving like this, Han Li and several other hall owners flashed with displeasure in their eyes.

Wu Ming smiled freely, shook his head and said nothing, but got up and spread his hands and pressed a few times into the void.

In an instant, the audience fell silent!

Seeing that he had such prestige, Han Li's face became even more ugly, and several hall owners even regretted it.

"Get on the field!"

Under the name of Chai Qing, the three teenagers came to the stage with their heads held high, as if they had returned victorious!

This spirit alone has made many people nod their heads secretly and show approval.

Of course, just having a good mental outlook does not mean strength.

Under the obvious gap in cultivation, Sanxiao didn't last long, and he was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, and he was defeated!

But to the relief of the instructors, they still showed the ruthlessness of not admitting defeat and fought to the last moment!

In the two realms of refining body and flesh, the defeat of the six students without exception made the momentum of the students of the True Martial Arts Hall drop again and again.

Until a beautiful shadow came on the stage, sassy and heroic, and instantly detonated the audience, it was Lu Zijin!

"Dragon Maiden!"

Young Mu Ai, among the students in the same class, not only did not reject this violent woman, but also respected her.

Even the dragon-shaped boxing technique he practiced was called 'Dragon Girl' by a few little guys!

Not only this woman, but also those who performed very well among the students, or were handsome and extraordinary, none of them were nicknamed!

"This girl!"

Wu Ming smiled and shook his head, but the situation on the field made him frown slightly.

"Hey, is there no one in your martial arts hall?

His opponent was a white-faced young man, dressed in brocade clothes, although he was only twelve or thirteen years old, and he was obviously a veteran in the tone of a girl.