The Warrior Guild is a self-governing organization that belongs to the warriors.

Although it always seems to have an official background, it is actually just an unofficial private organization.

However, in underdeveloped countries with small populations, it is true that the influence of the samurai associations far exceeds that of the country's ruling class.

But this does not mean that the local warrior association can take its place and become the de facto controller of a country.

Because, all the branches of the Martial Arts Association on the Blue Star are all affiliated to the General Association of the Martial Arts Association located in Great Xia.

Many of them are united in their hearts and minds, and they are only dedicated to solving, handling, and coordinating matters related to martial artists.

It is precisely because of this characteristic of the Martial Arts Association that almost no one on the Blue Star dares to pretend to be the staff of the Martial Arts Association.

As for pretending to be the president of the Warrior Association, no one dares to do it.

Especially for real martial artists, impersonating the president of the martial arts association may be the fastest way to commit suicide.

Therefore, when the black-clothed man beside Fang Zhenguo took out his martial arts card, the identity of the president of Fang Zhenguo's Martial Arts Association had already been confirmed.

But if Fang Zhenguo is really the president of the Martial Arts Association......

The matter of creating Tai Chi Gate is troublesome!

As a martial arts holy place where the great master of the Guiyuan Realm once appeared, the Taiji Gate of Creation has been the key protection object of the Martial Arts Association for nearly a thousand years.

Even if the rating of the Heaven-level Martial Arts Hall was cancelled due to the fact that he had not done the certification regularly for a long time, the identity and status of the Martial Arts Holy Land of the Taiji Gate of Creation had never changed.

This also makes the inheritance of the owner of the Taiji Gate of Creation not like other martial arts halls must be completed under the witness of the officials of the Martial Arts Association.

But this does not mean that the Martial Arts Association does not have the right to supervise the inheritance of martial arts in the Taiji Gate.

On the contrary, the Martial Arts Association can actually forcibly intervene in the inheritance of the owner of the Taiji Gate.

As for why the Warrior Association had never asked about this before......

It can be said that it is purely just to give face to Zhang Shanfeng, the founder of the Taiji Gate.

Now, Fang Zhenguo, the new president, has personally come to confirm the inheritance of the Creation Taiji Gate, obviously not planning to save any face for the Creation Taiji Gate.

In this way, the Taiji Gate, to be precise, Zhang Can, will be in big trouble.

Because, according to the regulations of the Martial Arts Association, all the owners of the registered regular martial arts halls must be real martial artists with martial arts certificates!

Zhang Can, apparently not.

……

In the reception room in the Yanwu Hall of the Taiji Gate, with freshly brewed tea, Tian Miaomiao's small mouth pouted.

Looking at Fang Zhenguo and the man in black, their eyes were full of hostility.

"Bang!"

Forcefully put the saucer on the coffee table, Tian Miaomiao said with disgust: "Drink it!" Hurry up and leave after drinking! ”

The hot tea splashed in all directions, so that the hand that the man in black had just stretched out was instantly retracted.

Looking at the tea scattered everywhere, the man in black shook his head helplessly.

The man in black thought to himself: This should not have been the way it is!

In fact, the purpose of the man in black and Fang Zhenguo not to come was to take back the authority of the owner of the Creation Taiji Gate, as Tian Miaomiao had guessed, and to manage it on behalf of the new owner of the Creation Taiji Gate.

It was only because of Fang Zhenguo's whim, wanting to come to the old martial arts holy land to see, that the two of them would come up with such an excuse for visiting.

Can ...... now

The man in black glanced at Tian Miaomiao, who was puffing up, and then at Fang Zhenguo, who picked up the teapot and drank alone without any scruples, and finally gave up his plan to meddle.

But the man in black is silent, but it doesn't mean that Fang Zhenguo will also be silent.

Originally, Fang Zhenguo really just planned to come to the Taiji Gate to see and leave, but after listening to Tian Miaomiao's words, Fang Zhenguo suddenly changed his attention.

Saw

Fang Zhenguo first drank the hot tea in the teapot in one gulp, and then chewed a steaming tea leaf while smiling:

"Yo, angry?

Little girl, did you let the old man say it?

What kind of senior brother are you, in fact, you don't have any ability at all, just a shelf like you, right? ”

The so-called shelf goods are the kind of waste wood disciples used by martial artists in the old days to describe them, which at first glance seem to be very suitable for martial arts, but in fact, they are extremely poor and cannot even solidify their qi and blood.

Hearing this, Tian Miaomiao was naturally furious.

Tian Miaomiao can tolerate Fang Zhenguo saying that she is a shelf, but she must not tolerate Fang Zhenguo slandering Zhang Can like this.

"You talk nonsense!" Slamming the table, Tian Miaomiao stood up directly, the two little tiger teeth flashed with a hint of cold light, and said coldly: "My senior brother is different from me and my master, senior brother is a martial arts genius that is rare to see in a thousand years!" ”

Fang Zhenguo swallowed the tea calmly, squinted at Tian Miaomiao, and said with a look of disbelief: "A martial arts genius that is rare to see in a thousand years? A rare martial arts genius that is rare in a thousand years promises to make you a martial artist?

I think it's a big liar that is rare to see in a thousand years!

Hahaha......"

Fang Zhenguo smiled very exaggeratedly, making Tian Miaomiao's little faces on both sides turn red with anger.

But what Tian Miaomiao didn't notice was that in Fang Zhenguo's seemingly provocative gaze, there was a trace of scrutiny.

"Humph! You wait! Tian Miaomiao, who was extremely angry, suddenly sat down, and said in a deep tone of incomparability: "Even if you take away the management of the martial arts hall for the time being, it doesn't matter, my senior brother has comprehended the secret book in the hall a few days ago to attract the golden light of martial arts, and it will not take a few years to become a real martial artist, and when the time comes, it will definitely let you know the power of Tai Chi!"

Hmph, this is a heritage document and a letter from the previous museum owner, you can take it! ”

"Pop ......"

As Tian Miaomiao's words fell, a delicate mahogany box was carefully placed on the table by her.

Then Tian Miaomiao turned around and walked towards the reception room.

As he walked, he said hatefully: "You can do it yourself!" ”

Fang Zhenguo narrowed his eyes slightly, and the confidence between Tian Miaomiao's words made him feel a slight shock in his heart.

……

On the other side, the man in black, who had been sitting on the side, looked at Tian Miaomiao's negative and departing figure, and finally couldn't help but speak:

"President...... Do you really want to take back the permission of the owner of the Taiji Gate? This ......"

"Fart!" Fang Zhenguo looked away from the wooden box on the table, glared and said, "Don't you know what Grand Master Zhang Shanfeng has done for the human race?"

Do you dare to think of this kind of thing that will leave a legacy after a person's death? ”

"Uh......" The man in black wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said suspiciously, "But ...... are you?"

Fang Zhenguo didn't pay attention to the man in black, but picked up the paperwork in the wooden box, and while flipping through it, he said to himself:

"I have comprehended the secrets of the museum......

Attracted the golden light of martial arts......

It won't ......"

Thinking of this, Fang Zhenguo suddenly raised his head, and the true qi in his body swirled, and a condensing sound flew outside the house.

In the corridor, Tian Miaomiaodi's footsteps suddenly froze, and Fang Zhenguo's clear but not loud tone sounded in his ears.

"Little girl, if you can show the old man all the kung fu that your senior brother gave you, the old man may be able to think about it again."

Tian Miaomiao was instantly overjoyed, trotted back to the door of the reception room, and asked a little eagerly, "What you said is true?" ”

Fang Zhenguo stroked his beard and smiled: "Of course." ”