Compared with Chen Mi, who is at the pinnacle of the earthly world, many of the participating martial artists in the field are now more worthy of Mo Chen's attention.

At this moment, there are hundreds of people in the arena, most of them are martial artists over twenty-five years old, and there are still a few really young geniuses. After all, compared with veteran martial artists, these young people don't want to make a fool of themselves on this occasion, because there are only more than 100 young people who participate in martial arts discussions every year, and the rest are veteran martial artists who want to go to the government to serve.

Just as Mo Chen was observing the field, a loud gong sounded at the entrance, attracting the sideways attention of the warriors in the field, and then under the gaze of everyone, a group of high-spirited young people poured in from the entrance, and some of them were familiar with Mo Chen.

Wu Zifeng, Tu Qianchen, Yu Beichen, and Duan Hai are also among this group of young people, but at this moment, compared to the others, they seem much more normal, obviously the previous battle in the Tianxiang Building of the National Color can be regarded as wearing away some of their arrogance.

Especially Tu Qianchen, it is a bit of a thing, at this time, he is simply dejected and follows the team to enter, and there is no longer the arrogant and arrogant state at the beginning.

Among the four, Wu Zifeng is still as comfortable as before, and the folding fan in his hand has also been replaced with a new one, and the fan surface is gently shaken, but there is more humility.

Since these people are in the crowd, there is no need to think about it, these people must be the younger generation of the major families in the Nine Cities, they gathered together, and entered together under the attention of everyone with the sound of the gong, which was very magnificent.

Not only is it magnificent, but in terms of strength, the young talents cultivated by these major families are indeed stronger than the young martial artists who entered the scene scattered before.

When this group of sons and brothers finished entering, several people on the high platform also started talking.

"Haha, this year's younger generation is really extraordinary, much stronger than in previous years. ”

"That's right, especially Wu Xian's nephew, can be said to be outstanding among these talents. ”

The head of the Tiandu Dao spoke first, and then Du Yuan also echoed, and by the way, he also praised Wu Zifeng, after all, his father was sitting next to him at the moment.

"What's the use of all these bells and whistles, don't you feel embarrassed?" Du Yuan's words did not fall, but Chen Mi, who was a little drowsy on the side, suddenly spoke.

Hearing Chen Mi's words, everyone was stunned for a while, obviously they didn't expect him to be so faceless.

Du Yuan sneered in his heart, saying such things in front of City Lord Wu, he really doubted that Chen Mi was not good at brain. Sure enough, it was right not to bother with him, and now it seems that this person can offend people by himself, and he doesn't need to stumble on him at all.

"What Brother Chen said was my negligence. Starting this year, this kind of sensationalism will be completely abolished, and in the future, they will only be allowed to enter on their own, and they will not be embarrassed. Wu Siqian said lightly, the previous sentence was said to Chen Mi, and the latter sentence was to order Wu Li, the housekeeper behind him.

Du Yuan was stunned, the dignified Earth Sea City Lord was not angry when he heard Chen Mi's words, and he also ordered him to go down and rectify it on the spot? Is this still the incomparably majestic Wu Siqian he knew?

Not only was he stunned, but the representatives of the Qingyun Sword Sect and the Guihai One Heart Sect were also stunned, obviously they also felt that Wu Siqian's reaction was beyond their expectations, and they didn't know how to answer for a while.

On the other side, the Daoist of Tiandu glanced at Wu Siqian and Chen Mi with some meaning, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"Lord Wu Cheng is polite, you have a lot of opportunities, and it is normal to not take care of trivial matters like this. Seeing Wu Siqian's statement, Chen Mi also smiled lightly, and then he stretched his waist and sat up straight, it seemed that he also wanted to make a statement, and seemed to be a little cheered up, but in fact, he didn't last for a while, and he was a little sleepy.

At this moment, when Mo Chen saw this group of sons and brothers entering, he immediately got up and drew his sword, jumped off the stone platform and walked towards Wu Zifeng. In his eyes, Wu Zifeng is still a friend to make, after all, he once defeated him with a sword in front of everyone, and it is also very valuable for him to be able to quickly recognize himself in failure at his age, and no one has come to harass him for a few days since then, from this point of view alone, this person can be regarded as a person with a heart.

Just after Mochen jumped down from the platform, and hadn't taken a few steps, he suddenly heard someone behind him calling his name.

As soon as Mo Chen turned around, he saw a strange middle-aged martial artist with a long knife on his back staring at him.

"Mochen?" the middle-aged man said with an inquiring tone, as if he was a little unsure.

Mo Chen looked at it for a moment, then frowned and asked, "Are you?"

"My name is Bu Xuange, you may not know me, but I am an old acquaintance with your father. When I was a child, I went to your house as a guest, do you remember? The middle-aged swordsman hurriedly spoke.

Bu Xuange?Mochen recalled, it seems that there is such a person, and he did come to visit the house when he was a child, but Mochen was still very young at that time, and now he only has a slight impression.

"Are you Uncle Bu?" Mo Chen began, although he had only met once when he was very young, and he had never crossed paths since, his father had mentioned the name to him many times, but it also made him quite impressed by this name.

After all, his father Mo Shouming was out for a period of time when he was young, although he didn't make a name for himself, but as the saying goes, rely on his parents at home and rely on his friends when he goes out, even if he is an ordinary martial artist, he will always have a few friends when he is alone.

This step Xuange was the best friendship between his father when he was young, but later his father returned to Jiuluo, and the two slowly lost contact.

"Haha, I didn't expect that after so many years, I could still meet the boy of the old Mo family here. Bu Xuange smiled, and he looked very happy when he was confirmed by Mo Chen.

Mo Chen also smiled and said: "Uncle Bu, I haven't seen you for so many years, where have you gone, why have you not heard from you all these years?"

Bu Xuange said with a hint of embarrassment: "Hey, don't mention it, I left the sea area a few years ago and went to the Han sea area, I wanted to go to the famous people and return to my hometown, but I ended up with a bamboo basket to draw water, but I still came back to our sea area last year." ”

Speaking of this, Bu Xuange approached Mochen and lowered his voice slightly: "After I came back, I found a black job on Yongle Street and did a business to help people beg for money. ”

The so-called begging for money is a kind of shady business on the underworld. In this world, as long as it is a decent town, there will inevitably be room for the existence of underground gangs, even if it is like Dihai City, under the governance of Wu Siqian, who is famous for his upright style, there will still be this kind of gang organization hidden in the dark corners, and the so-called business of helping people to beg for money is placed in these gangs, so it is natural to see what it does.

After Bu Xuange finished speaking, he looked up and looked around, and after confirming that no one heard it, he asked again: "How is it, is Lao Mo okay lately?"

Mo Chen's face changed a little when he heard this, and then he said in a deep voice: "My father has passed away, but I can no longer catch up with your uncle." ”

"Huh......? How could it be, Lao Mo, he ......" Bu Xuange was surprised when he heard this, and said in disbelief.

"Hey, it's a long story, if I have time in the future, my little nephew will talk to my uncle in detail. ”