Duan Yu's voice was not loud, but it was like a breeze blowing through the venue, giving people a feeling of being in their ears.

When Mo Chen heard Duan Yu's self-introduction, he couldn't help but raise his head to follow the prestige, his face was slightly weird.

Duan Yu!

When I went, I met a Murong Fu before, and it can be said that it was just a coincidence. But now that even Duan Yu has fucking run out, have I come to the Condor World, or the World of Tianlong Babu?

Mo Chen looked at Duan Yu's old face, and couldn't help but sigh that time was fleeting, thinking that Duan Yu, who was suave and suave back then, has now become this drooping old look.

At the same time, Mo Chen called out to the game elf in his heart, and said a little viciously: "Game elf, should you explain why there is a reputation in this world." When Murong Fu appeared, you said it was just a small accident, could it be that Duan Yu was also a small accident. ”

The game elf said: "Dear gamers, the Condor Heroes and the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon are in the same line, and the two are only more than a hundred years apart. Duan Yu, as the pride of the sky back then, has unfathomable skills, and it is very reasonable and reasonable to appear in this era. ”

It's very sensible and reasonable!

The corners of Mo Chen's mouth twitched slightly, and he always felt that he was pitted by the game elves. It's just that in the face of the game elf's almost Rypi answer, he has no other way.

Mo Chen could only barely calm down his agitated mood, looked at Duan Yu with a gentle expression, and said with a smile: "This senior doesn't know what to say?" ”

Although the change in Mo Chen's expression was slight, Duan Yu had lived for more than a hundred years, and had been an emperor for more than forty years, and he was already a human being. From that slight change, he had already received a lot of information.

The other party, knowing himself, and being quite surprised by his appearance!

A trace of doubt flashed in Duan Yu's eyes, but he didn't show it, and said: "It's an indisputable fact that the martial arts are getting lonely day by day. It's just that the cause and effect are so complex that it's hard to explain. If it is really explained, it may only be said from two aspects, one is the loneliness of the martial arts inheritance, and many martial arts have been lost in the long river of history.

The other is determined by the environment in which we live. The Great Song Dynasty emphasized literature over martial arts, which doomed martial arts not to be taken seriously. In such an environment, if the world has a better choice, how can it be possible to let their children learn martial arts? ”

Of course, there are still some problems, Duan Yu did not say it explicitly.

For example, how could an emperor who is in charge of the world watch martial arts spread wantonly, isn't that asking for trouble for himself?

Everyone listened to Duan Yu's explanation, and fell silent one by one.

The loss of the martial arts inheritance has appeared in every sect before, and more than once. As for the general environment in Duan Yu's mouth, everyone was even more helpless.

In these years, after all, it is the world of scholars!

Mo Chen also didn't expect that Duan Yu had seen this issue so thoroughly, and couldn't help but show appreciation, and bowed his hand and said: "The predecessors really have extraordinary knowledge, which is admirable. ”

Duan Yu waved his hand and said casually: "When people are old, this is the only use." ”

For Duan Yu's self-deprecating words, everyone smiled kindly, and did not speak casually, but raised their heads to look at Mo Chen. They believed that Mo Chen would never ask this question plainly, unless it was related to today's martial arts conference.

"If a real person has something to say, please speak up, forgive my grandson for being stupid and can't listen to those roundabout things." Just when everyone was silent, a middle-aged man with a big bald head and an extraordinary figure stood up and spoke impatiently.

He has a rough face, thick eyebrows and big eyes with a bit of evil, a strong muscle that rises high, and with bronzed skin, he really looks like a strong man forged in bronze.

"This is Sun Shaoshan, a Kanto high-roller, who was born in an ordinary farming family. Because he was born with divine power at an early age, he was fortunate to be taught the martial arts of the iron cloth shirt and golden bell jar. Now, forty years later, its iron cloth shirt and golden bell jar have been completed, and the sword is only a white seal at most.

Five years ago, he once challenged Huang Yaoshi, one of the four peers of martial arts, if it weren't for Huang Yaoshi's sound wave power that worked wonders, the final result would still be two. Zhang Tianshi stood beside Mo Chen and said to him.

Mo Chen heard this, and bowed slightly.

This person can be evaluated by Zhang Tianshi, obviously a person with real skills. Looking at this huge river and lake, not everyone can fight with Huang Yaoshi, and they can still get out of the way!

Mo Chen said with a smile: "Senior Sun's skills can be called the top powerhouse in the martial arts, but I don't know if you ever thought that one day you would be able to worship the marquis and be worshiped by all the people?" ”

Sun Shaoshan was stunned when he heard this, stared at the big bull's-eyed eyes, patted the bright bald head, and said with a smile: "How can I not think about it, I think about it in my dreams." But I don't know a single big character, let alone a marquis, I'm afraid I can't even be a little clerk.

As for being worshiped by all the people, this is something that only the saints of Confucius can enjoy. Although my grandson is arrogant, he doesn't dare to think about this kind of thing. ”

When everyone heard Sun Shaoshan say something interesting, they couldn't help but chuckle.

There are even people who are familiar with him and laughed: "I didn't expect you to be a bit self-aware!" ”

Mo Chen ignored everyone's laughter, his expression suddenly became more solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Why can a civil official who has no power to tie the chicken be a marquis and worship the prime minister, but your predecessors can't." Why can the scholars share the world with the official family, but the predecessors cannot! ”

Listening to Mo Chen's questioning, everyone's faces changed.

The smile on their faces faded, and the eyes that looked at Mo Chen were a little different, a little excited, and a little frightened.

If these words fall into the ears of those who have a heart, it will be a naked declaration of rebellion!

It's just that everyone looked at the silent Luoyang City officials, as well as the Luoyang City guards who were guarding around the martial arts arena, but they didn't seem to hear anything, and they looked at each other cautiously, not daring to answer Mo Chen's words.

Mo Chen looked at the silent crowd, his eyes flashed with two divine lights, and he said in a deep voice: "You know, even if you become the top masters of martial arts, you are still looked down upon by those who hold up the temple, and are ridiculed by those so-called scholars as brave men. Because you are not strong enough, not strong enough to change all that!

When a warrior can draw a knife to cut the river to rival ten thousand armies, he can turn over his palm to break the red dust of Yue. Who else in this world dares to look down on you, and who else dares to look down on warriors? ”

"However, we people in the martial arts are not immortals, how can we be able to draw a knife to break the river and turn over the palm to break Yue?" Everyone faced Mo Chen's questioning, although they felt that it was the truth, but there were still some people who were not convinced and muttered in a low voice.

At the back of the crowd, Guo Jing's face was gloomy like a pig's liver, looking at Mo Chen, who was scolding Fang Yu above, and the people with different expressions below, his hands clenched into fists, making a crisp sound.

He took a deep breath, glared at everyone, and said coldly: "Enough, the great man of chivalry, for the country and the people!" As the people of the Great Song Dynasty, we should serve the country, how can we do that great rebellion for our own selfishness! ”

Guo Jing's voice fell, and the entire martial arts arena fell into a dead silence.