Chapter 109 Martial Arts Grandmaster Conference (Ask for Recommendation, Collection)

After Gu Bei's gaze was withdrawn from the waiter, he said indifferently: "You are not his opponent yet, don't worry, there will always be opportunities!"

Luo Xue, who was standing beside her, couldn't help but tremble, and her beautiful eyes showed a faint surprise.

She thought that Gu Bei hadn't noticed anything strange about her, it turned out that Gu Bei had already seen all this in detail, and she could detect her slightest mood swings.

Not far from them, there was indeed a man sitting.

A man, a man who always wears a hat.

When Luo Xue looked at the man, the killing intent was inadvertently leaked, the man also noticed Luo Xue, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he raised his glass towards Luo Xue.

This man was also a member of the killer group, and he was also a leader of the killer group.

As long as she is a member of that organization, Luo Xue thinks that she has a grudge against her, and she is bound to kill her to avenge her brother.

As soon as Gu Beiyi reminded him, the invisible killing intent on Luo Xue's body immediately dissipated, but his eyes always glanced at that person from time to time, obviously a little unwilling.

"In everything, if you want to hurry, you can't reach it. ”

While Gu Bei sighed secretly in his heart, he still opened his mouth to teach, "However, debts must be collected." If you can't get it back for the time being, just write it down first, and the interest can be withdrawn first!"

"Yes!"

Hearing Gu Bei say this, Luo Xue's cold pretty face immediately showed a light smile, and her heart was full of joy.

At this time, Luo Zhong's speech also reached a critical moment: "I think everyone knows that the once-in-a-decade martial arts master competition is about to begin. ”

Before Luo Zhong's words fell, the hall immediately shouted, and everyone turned their heads to each other, clenching their fists with each other, eager to try.

The Martial Arts Grandmaster Conference, that is the dream of all martial arts practitioners.

In the whole of China, it is held once every ten years, and the first person in martial arts will be selected in each session.

If anyone can obtain this title, then it is conceivable that the fame will be shocked in the Chinese martial arts world, and countless glory and wealth will flock to it.

"Distinguished guests, please be quiet for a while, and wait for Luo to finish speaking, and then it's not too late to talk!"

Luo Zhong stretched out his hand and pressed down, the hall immediately fell silent, and Luo Zhong continued, "In this martial arts competition, it is said that Master Wan Jun Wan personally served as the judge. ”

"What, Master Wanjun also goes, and he is a judge himself?"

"Aren't the judges the old men of the Martial Arts Association?"

Wan Jun, the soul of the military, is forty years old, and his cultivation has reached the realm of transformation, which can be said to be the first person of the younger generation.

In the last session, it was the title of the first person in the army to win the martial arts master, and no one could match it.

The potential is limitless.

"I don't know what kind of height Master Wan's cultivation will reach in the past ten years!"

"I'm really looking forward to it......"

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"Not only is Master Wan personally serving as the judge, but the one from Southern Xinjiang will also be there!" Luo Zhong threw out another bombshell news.

The scene immediately exploded again, buzzing.

"The old priests of Southern Xinjiang are also going, this is amazing!"

"No, even if there is a trust from the head of the Luo family this time, Wang will go to observe this martial arts master conference. ”

Luo Zhong was very satisfied with the reaction at the scene, with a smile on his face, and continued to speak: "The last news is: the one from the Tibetan Immortal Plateau, I heard that he will also be there!"

"Shrimp, the old monk of the Tibetan Immortal is also going? God, this is still there!"

"The old Tibetan Immortal Monk was already a Realm Master fifty years ago, and now fifty years have passed, and he has never shown up, and it has become a legend. So, how high his old man's cultivation is. ”

"I guess I've already broken through the realm. ”

"It is estimated that it is not only the Transformation Realm, it is very likely to reach the legendary Realm Breaking Grandmaster!"

"You guys are too underestimating the old Tibetan immortal monk, maybe his old man has already reached the realm of Yuangang!"

......

A group of warriors shouted with admiration.

But as soon as Gu Bei heard the words "Tibetan Immortal Plateau", he couldn't help but shrink his eyes, and said secretly: It seems that this martial arts master conference is not going to go.

learned from the mouth of the "Crazy Mountain" that he had seen that person on the Tibetan Immortal Plateau seventeen years ago, and after getting the news, Gu Bei had been hiding it from his mother Qin Fenglan, in order to investigate whether that person was still alive first.

Now that old man from the Tibetan Immortal Plateau, since he came to the Martial Arts Grandmaster Conference, how could Gu Bei miss such an opportunity.

"Luo family master, say quickly, where is this martial arts master conference held? Lao Tzu is a little impatient, go there in advance to take a seat!" a rough man shouted loudly.

There was silence in the hall, and everyone looked at Luo Zhong with blank eyes, waiting for him to tell him where it would be held.

"Myomine Mountain!"

Luo Zhong didn't sell Guan Zi either, and said three words directly.

Everyone exclaimed, and at the same time nodded secretly: Miaofeng Mountain, 1291 meters above sea level, the mountain is steep, the flowers and plants are beautiful, ancient temples, strange pines, strange stones, strange flowers, and it is the location of the capital of China.

This time, it is the military soul figure Wan Jun who presided over this martial arts master conference, representing the country, and it is naturally not unusual to choose Miaofeng Mountain.

"Master Luo, now that everyone is clear, many people are impatient to compete for that place in the competition, don't ink, let's start!"

"That's it, that's it, let's get started. Luo family master, let's talk about how to compete now!"

"Since everyone is so anxious, Luo will announce the start. The rules of competition are very simple, the competition, the first in force, can replace my Luo family to participate in the competition. Luo Zhong in short.

"I'll come first, I, Huang Tieshan, am the master of the Iron Fist Gate, who wants to challenge me!"

A stout guy with a large knife stood in the middle of the hall and shouted menacingly.

"The contemptible sand palm gang leader, I want to learn the tricks of the Yellow Sect master!" A thin man rolled up his sleeves, revealing a pair of big hands with thick calluses.

The two immediately started fighting, and the fierce fight attracted a lot of applause, but Qiao Bo, the old servant of the Luo family, glanced at the scene casually, but shook his head, and Luo Zhong was also disappointed.

Before the two could decide the winner, suddenly an old man jumped into the room, slammed his palms twice, shook the two of them and attacked, and directly slapped the two of them out.

"The old man has itchy hands, and the two door masters have given in!" The old man hugged his fists and stood proudly.

As soon as this old man appeared, most of the people on the scene immediately did not dare to play.

Cao Chun stood up with a smile, glanced at Lu Qian with a gloomy gaze, gestured a downward middle finger, and said defiantly: "Even if you recognize the new owner, you are still a dog, and you will never be able to raise your head." ”

"It's a dog, you have to bark twice and wag your tail more at your new owner in the future, hahaha!"

Cao Chun laughed wildly and walked straight to the old man in the center of the hall.

Lu Qian's hands were clenched, the back of his hand was pale, and the flesh on his face twitched.

"The dog bites you, do you want to bite back?" At this time, Gu Bei's indifferent voice came into Lu Qian's ears, "Just slaughter it!"

Lu Qian suppressed the anger in his heart at this time, but was covered by the killing intent all over his body: Cao Chun, you wait, Lu will let you see what is the way of the sword, and let you know that today's Lu is different from the past!