The lengthy opening remarks lasted 10 minutes.

When everyone on the scene was under the scorching sun, they couldn't be impatient.

Ma Zhanshan finally waved his hand: "Now, the Ancient Martial Arts Conference, begin!" ”

Clang!

A crisp gong sounded and reverberated throughout the audience.

Immediately afterwards, in the ten rings, a referee boarded one after another, holding the list of participants in his hand, and began to announce that the contestants were on stage.

The Great War has finally begun!

One by one, the ancient martial arts masters intersected with their fists and feet in the ring, and the momentum was terrifying.

And the crowd watching the battle will erupt in deafening cheers and exclamations from time to time.

The atmosphere, at the very beginning, directly reached the white-hot stage.

"Okay, well, this year's Guwu Conference, compared with previous years, the strength of the contestants has reached a higher level."

Ma Zhanshan sat on the seat next to the stage, smiling all over his face.

As the host of this ancient martial arts conference, the strength of the contestants in the conference has improved, which proves that the more fierce the competition, the stronger the ability to attract attention, and the more successful the conference will be.

This made his face shine.

"Indeed, this is still a good host of Ma Lao, this ancient martial arts conference, Ma Lao should be the leader!" Chen De'an's face is dark, but he does not give people a reckless atmosphere like Wen Tailai, but between his eyebrows, there is a flattering and sinister meaning.

"Where is it, Brother Chen has been promoted, this time, it also relies on the support of the major ancient martial arts families in Rongcheng, and also relies on the prestige of Shen Lao!"

Ma Zhanshan smiled proudly, obviously very comfortable with Chen De'an's sycophant, but he didn't dare to hold it up, and as soon as the words changed, he slapped the sycophant of Shen Qingfeng, the first person in the ancient martial arts of Rongcheng.

Chen Dean raised his eyebrows, and hurriedly smiled: "Yes, yes, Shen Lao's prestige, the prestige of Rongcheng, attracted all the ancient martial arts cultivators to flock here, which is also the reason why our ancient martial arts conference can be successfully held to the tenth session." ”

As he spoke, he and Ma Zhanshan looked at Shen Qingfeng, who was sitting in the middle.

But at this look, the two were stunned at the same time.

Because, they found that Shen Qingfeng actually turned a deaf ear to their sycophants.

On the contrary, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were sharp looking at the guests.

That's wrong!

Didn't Shen Lao like this kind of compliment the most in the past?

The two of them looked in the direction Shen Qingfeng was looking at at the same time.

In the line of sight, that languid familiar face appeared in the eyes.

How could it be him?

Ma Zhanshan and Chen Dean were stunned at the same time.

Immediately, a surge of anger swelled.

In the sight, the man was not only lazy, but even more hateful, he actually closed his eyes, leaned back in the chair, and slept!

Bastard!

What kind of occasion is he going to be?

The ancient martial arts conference in Rongcheng is where he sleeps?

"Crazy boy, it's too arrogant!"

Ma Zhanshan gritted his teeth fiercely, then turned his head and asked Shen Qingfeng: "Old Shen, do you know that person?" ”

"Acquaintance!" The corners of Shen Qingfeng's mouth outlined a sneer: "You're right, madman, damn person." ”

Ma Zhanshan raised his eyebrows, and was suddenly secretly happy.

He asked Shen Qingfeng, because he was worried that when Wen Tai came to deal with that guy, if Shen Qingfeng had a relationship with that person, it would be troublesome.

But now, complete peace of mind!

Shen Qingfeng bluntly said that this son should die, among the top ten entry masters who participated in the Ancient Martial Arts Conference today, this son has already offended four, even Li Xianzhi will definitely not be able to protect him!

Thinking about it, Ma Zhanshan leaned back in his chair arrogantly, turned his head and said to Wen Tai: "Brother Wen, did you hear what Shen Lao said clearly?" ”

"Of course! I'll let that kid know what it means to be incompetent! Wen Tailai sneered and rubbed his iron fist.

"Huh!" On the contrary, Shen Qingfeng on the side sneered faintly, but did not say much.

For him, participating in this ancient martial arts conference is to shock his prestige and promote his Shen family's style.

As for fellow believers to die, don't care so much about him!

"The seven-rank ancient martial arts masters, they can't make a few moves under that kid, do you really think that people are soft persimmons?"

This was what Shen Qingfeng thought in his heart.

Moreover, he also wanted to borrow the hands of Wen Tailai and others to explore Jiang Zu's strength.

If it is not much different from the strength of Wen Tailai and others, he is sure that he will finish off the other party without waiting for Snake Taijun to make a move!

On the guest seats.

"Grandpa, this year's Guwu contestants have improved a lot compared to last year's strength."

Li Bei'er said with a serious face.

Although she didn't like to practice ancient martial arts, because she was favored by Li Xianzhi, she was still forcibly taken to participate in several ancient martial arts conferences.

Li Xianzhi stroked his beard and chuckled: "Indeed, this year's Ancient Martial Arts Conference is indeed a bit interesting. ”

As he spoke, he smiled and looked at Jiang Zu on the side: "Mr. Jiang, what do you think ......?"

As soon as the words came out, he stopped abruptly.

The smile on his face also disappeared at the same time.

What the hell is this?

In the ten rings, the fight is so exciting, Mr. Jiang doesn't even look at it, sleeping here?

Hearing Li Xianzhi's words, Jiang Zu opened his eyes slightly, and then squeezed out a smile: "Well, they are all great." ”

After saying that, he closed his eyes again.

Li Xianzhi almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Flip the table!

Don't bring such a perfunctory one, right?

Li Bei'er was also embarrassed, why did Brother Zu always pretend to be in mode after the ancient martial arts conference began?

Actually, for Jiang Zu.

The competition in the ten rings is really nothing to see.

Perhaps for ordinary people, or ancient martial arts cultivators, the competition in the ring is exciting, and the strength of the contestants is indeed strong.

But, in his eyes, it's really like watching a kid fight.

At first glance, I lost interest at all.

Not to mention these contestants, even if the ten guys on the stage come out to fight, in his heart, it will be a little better than a child's fight.

Well...... Medium kids!

Bang!

At this moment, among the ten rings, there was a loud bang in the center of the ring.

One of them, a bearded man, was kicked out of the ring.

Rumble!

Suddenly, there was a scream of surprise in the audience.

"Well done! This kick is simply amazing! ”

"My God, if an ordinary person is kicked like this, I'm afraid they will explode on the spot, right?"

"If I don't blow it, I won't be black, if I get kicked by this guy, I'll definitely have a dead ball!"

……

"Buyimen, Ma Dongguo wins!"

Immediately, the referee in charge of presiding over the ring announced loudly.

Jiang Zu slowly opened his eyes, and the slender index finger of his right hand tapped his temple, looking at the winner of the cloth gate in the center of the ring.

The man was dressed in a gray cloth robe, with fair skin and handsome facial features, and at first glance he felt like a weak scholar.

However, his whole body exuded a fierce momentum, like a sharp sword that was ready to be unsheathed.

He turned his head to look at Li Xianzhi: "Old man Li, I'm a little tired of waiting, is there a rule for directly going on stage to challenge this ancient martial arts conference?" ”

"Yes." Li Xianzhi nodded with a smile.

"Oh."

Jiang Zu got up, walked leisurely, and walked towards the center ring.

This move attracted the attention of the audience.

"Look, someone is standing up, shouldn't it, shouldn't it be to challenge Ma Dongguo?"

"Oh my God! Why can't this guy think so? Don't you know that those who take the initiative to challenge the ring don't care whether they live or die? ”

"No, that guy is sitting in the first row of guest seats, and he is sitting with Li Xianzhi, he should also be a master, otherwise how could he die and take the initiative to fight in the ring? It's impossible for Li Xianzhi not to tell him! ”

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