"I should be qualified to join the competition now" Chen Ziang saw their reactions and knew that he had successfully suppressed them with this light skill, but he still had reservations, if the real light skill was used to the extreme, he could even fly the knife in one step, but that was too ostentatious.

After all, it's better to have reservations.

"This" The old man hesitated a little, because he didn't think that Chen Ziang could do it at the beginning, the light skill in the martial arts has been lost for a long time, although this young man's light skill cannot reach the point of hundreds of meters of the ancient warriors recorded in the book, but it is already very good.

"Okay, then I'll make the decision to let this young man participate, I hope you will sell me a face" The old man bowed to the audience, after all, he is not alone in this martial arts conference.

"Whatever Elder Fang said, you agree that he has joined us, what can we say," a middle-aged man in the audience said in response.

"Yes, and I think that according to the light skills shown by this little brother, he is also eligible to participate, isn't it just one more competition," said another young middle-aged man in a white practice uniform in the audience.

Everyone in the ring echoed one after another, most of them were secular disciples of the Guwu Gang, and this old man's identity was one of the elders of the Quanzhen Sect, and he was also quite prestigious in the martial arts.

"I wonder what the five elders think?" The old man looked somewhere under the stage, where there were five people about his age, but each of them stood in good spirits and straight, not much younger than his peers, and he couldn't see his old age.

They are the elders of Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Kongtong, and Kunlun, counting the old men in Tang costumes on the stage, the representatives of the six major schools are all here.

"Since Elder Fang has agreed, and this young man does have this level, it's not that he can't set this precedent," a woman wearing long sleeves of purple lace on her upper body and a gray hip-wrapping skirt on her lower body was the first to speak.

This woman looks like she is only in her early thirties, and she is dressed very fashionably and sexy, but her actual age is fifty-five years old, and her worldly identity is the chairman of a listed company, but her identity in the martial arts is that of an elder of the Emei faction.

With the development of the times, the current sect system of the Guwu sect is very different from before, and the masters in each sect have various identities in the world, they may be the boss of the company, they may be school teachers, and some are even willing to work as cleaners and other jobs.

For example, in the news not long ago that the cleaner subdued the robbers, the cleaner in the news was actually a master in the ancient martial arts sect, but he didn't say it, ordinary people don't know it, but people in the martial arts can recognize it.

"We agree," several other elders chimed in.

The elder of the Wudang faction looked at Chen Ziang's eyes and his eyes lit up, he had many questions he wanted to ask this young man, but it was not good to waste time now, so he was ready to wait for the end of the conference to ask.

The old man in Tang costume nodded, fortunately, these elders also gave themselves face, otherwise they would not be able to get off the stage today.

I saw him jump, easily jumped off the two-meter-high ring, landed firmly on the ground, and then discussed a few words with a few elders and then went on stage again, and he also jumped lightly into the ring, which shows that his light skills are also good.

"Ladies and gentlemen, after the unanimous decision of me and the elders of the other five major sects, we have decided to draw one of the sixteen players in the top sixteen to compete with this young man, the loser will be eliminated directly, and the winner will take the place, and the winner will be decided in one game" He was holding a handful of fallen leaves in his hand, revealing only a small section of the tip of the leaf.

"Sixteen contestants are invited to come to the stage, choose one from each of the sixteen leaves, one of them has a hole in the middle, and the person who chooses the hole and fallen leaves will have to compete with this young man" After Elder Fang finished speaking, sixteen people in the audience went to the ring, and each of them drew a fallen leaf.

"Please show the fallen leaves in your hands, and if you choose the empty fallen leaves, please come forward consciously"

"Don't look at it, it's me, but I have a problem," a muscular black man said in Chinese.

"Please speak," Elder Fang said calmly.

"If I win him, then I'm not going to play one more game than the other top 16 guys? Isn't that unfair? The black man asked.

"Well, if you win, you'll be put in the quarterfinals, and if he wins, he'll have to play one more game, how about that?" Elder Fang didn't need to look at it to know that this black man would definitely not be able to beat this young man, although the muscles on his body were many times bigger than Chen Ziang's.

"That's great, don't worry, he will never make it to the quarterfinals" said the black man arrogantly, he is the last E gold belt winner, known as Mad Dog, because he beats people completely regardless of his own safety and attacks like a mad dog.

Mad Dog doesn't think this young man is so great, although the light skill is a little powerful, but as long as it is close to it, it will not play a role, as for what climbed up from the cliff, maybe it is just a scene directed and acted by the Chinese people.

In Mad Dog's mind, Huaxia Kung Fu is not a big deal, because he didn't meet a decent opponent all the way to the competition, and his self-confidence instantly swelled, but if he asked the e-champion who had come to Huaxia to participate in the martial arts conference before, he might put away his arrogance.

"Do you agree with my decision?" Elder Fang asked Chen Ziangdao.

"I have no opinion," Chen Ziang said calmly, these people actually seemed similar to him.

"Okay, let me announce the rules of the game, both sides of the game have to use their fists and kicks, if one side feels that it can't be supported, slap the ground with their hands three times, if the person who has the upper hand is still persistent, don't blame me for being polite" Elder Fang said.

"Understood," Chen Ziang nodded.

"Let's get started, I can't wait to hurt him," Mad Dog said with a smile.

As the two were about to fight, everyone in the ring was discussing the upcoming match.

"Who do you think will win? I'm more optimistic about that Huaxia man, his kung fu is really amazing."

"He's just doing a good job, as long as he is close to the mad dog, it's a matter of a few punches, do you know how fierce the mad dog is? I watched every fight he had."

"Yes, Mad Dog has been famous for a long time, and this young man doesn't know anything"

The voices of discussion came and went, about eighty percent of the people were more optimistic about the wrestling champion Mad Dog, and the other two out of ten people supported Chen Ziang, and those who supported Chen Ziang were much higher in internal strength and age than those who supported Mad Dog.

"How long do you think it will take this kid to finish this fight?" The Wudang Sect Elder asked the others how terrifying the talent of the people who had reached their level was until Chen Ziang had just shown, and it was only a matter of time before he defeated this black man.

"I'll guess ten minutes," said the Kongtong Sect Elder.

"Seven minutes," the Emei Sect elder said.

"Four minutes," said the elder of the Shaolin Temple.

"I'll guess for a minute," Elder Wudang said confidently.

"You're so confident in him?" The others asked suspiciously, the shorter the time, the greater the gap between the two, and one minute, it almost showed that Chen Ziang could crush the black man.

"Maybe more than a minute, but definitely not more than two minutes," the Wu-Tang Sect elder corrected.

"Then let's wait and see," the Kunlun Sect elder finished speaking, and all the elders moved their eyes to the stage.

"The game begins" As Elder Fang announced the start of the game, the mad dog rushed directly towards Chen Ziang, knowing that a quick victory would be in his best interest.

Seeing that the mad dog had already run in front of Chen Ziang, suddenly, as if he had been hit hard, he flew out and lay on the ground, without the strength to get up.

And Chen Ziang didn't seem to make any movement from beginning to end, still standing straight in place.