After entering the Huiwu Building.

The disciples of the Dragon Power Sect and the Wind Sword Sect, who had been waiting here for a long time, immediately greeted them.

"I've seen the master."

Lu Changlong and Nangong Chenyu bowed slightly, and then looked at Chu Ge at the same time.

Seeing this, Chu Ge smiled and said:

"I'll live on the side of the master of the Nangong Gate, and by the way, I can guide my apprentice."

When Nangong Yu heard this, his face showed joy, and he hurriedly stepped forward and took Chu Ge and the others to take the lead towards the other courtyard of the Wind Sword Gate.

Nangong Chenyu saw Chu Ge and the others walking away, and hugged his fists with a smile and said:

"Lord Lumen, then we'll go back first."

After speaking, he took the people from the Wind Sword Sect in a comfortable mood and followed Chu Ge in front.

Lu Changlong looked at Nangong Chenyu's back, snorted lightly, and then glanced at his disciple Zhang Biao with a look of hatred for iron and steel.

Zhang Biao looked innocent and lowered his head, I am your apprentice, do you want me to deceive my teacher and destroy my ancestors.

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There are still a few days left before the martial arts tournament begins.

Chu Ge first went to register with the people from the Wind Sword Sect. z.br>

Looking at Chu Ge, who came back after registering, Nangong Chenyu couldn't help but lament for the martial artists who participated this time.

There is no suspense about the first place in this year's conference, I just hope that these young people will look away and not be overwhelmed by the psychology suppressed by this talent.

Less than thirty years old.

Nangong Chenyu feels a burst of illusion when he thinks about it now, and people are really angry compared to people.

After registering, Chu Ge often visited the door in the Huiwu Building in the past few days.

The various forces in the Huiwu Mansion all knew about this young man who came with the Wind Sword Sect and the Dragon Power Gate, and heard that even the masters of the two families were extremely polite to this person.

So after seeing Chu Ge, he was naturally extremely enthusiastic and invited Chu Ge to the hospital to talk.

After the past few days, Chu Ge has also roughly figured out the strength of the families who came this time, as well as the relationship between them.

Which family has a good relationship with which family, and which family has enmity with which family, these can become a means for Chu Ge to use.

Among the four gates, in addition to the Dragon Power Gate, there are also the Iron Wall Gate, which is good at defense, the Shadow Gold Gate, which is good at speed and attack, and the Thousand Hands Gate, which has a variety of means.

However, in addition to Longlimen, this time the four doors were in the door.

Only the master of the Thousand Hands Gate came, and the other two were led by the elders of the Gate.

The Fengjian Gate station, in Chu Ge's independent courtyard.

Jacaranda is making tea for Chu Ge.

Chu Ge held the teacup and muttered, "There is only Tsing Yi Gate left."

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Morning.

The noisy noise rang out from all directions.

Today is the day of the beginning of the martial arts conference.

Chu Ge was served by the jacaranda, dressed in a good shirt, and the black elastic flower pattern brocade dress set off his even more heroic appearance.

Get out of the courtyard.

Walking out of the small courtyard with Zong Hongqing and Lan Yanjie, he saw that the people from the Wind Sword Sect were already waiting here.

Nangong Chenyu stepped forward with a smile on his face and said:

"Today, Gongzi Ge will definitely shock Wuzhou and become a model for all young martial artists in Wuzhou."

Chu Ge shook his head with a smile.

"Let's go, let's go to the venue first."

The group left the station and went to Aomine Mountain, where the martial arts conference was held.

The mountain gate of Tsing Yi Gate is on the Qingfeng Mountain.

In Tsing Yi City today, there is a surge of people, not only martial artists, but even the people of Tsing Yi City will rush to the foot of Qingfeng Mountain to see the excitement.

The bustling crowd invariably walked towards the south of Tsing Yi City.

The entourage disciples of the Wind Sword Sect separated a clearing in the crowd, and the people who were squeezed away were originally angry and wanted to turn around and scold, but when they saw the mark of the other party's Wind Sword Gate, they all smiled and took the initiative to step aside.

The strong will always have privileges.

After walking for about an hour of incense, the group finally arrived at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain.

Qingfeng Mountain is not a famous mountain, the mountain is only less than 300 meters high, from below, you can see that there are many buildings built on the mountain, and the circle at the foot of the mountain is surrounded by the outer gate of Tsing Yi Gate.

East Gate at the foot of the mountain.

There is a huge school yard.

Thirty-two solid rings have been prepared on the school field, and thirty-two competitions can be opened at the same time.

Four quarters of the hour.

A group of Tsing Yi Sect disciples wearing cyan power suits walked down from Qingfeng Mountain.

The leader is a spirited crane-haired old man.

Nangong Chenyu, who was beside Chu Ge, introduced: "Gongzi Ge, the person who is presiding over the martial arts conference this time is He Lian, the second elder of the Tsing Yi Sect, and He Lao is an old four-grade powerhouse, although now because of the withering of qi and blood, his strength has declined."

"But he is highly respected in Wuzhou and respected by many martial artists, so it is most appropriate to preside over this martial arts conference."

Chu Ge nodded.

Although it was a little regrettable that I couldn't meet the famous Dong Qingyi, this was also expected by Chu Ge.

After all, it's a competition for young people.

Even the four door masters only came, and that martial saint naturally would not come forward to preside over it in person.

However, Chu Ge believed.

That Dong Sect Master will soon send someone to invite him.

"Everyone!"

Although He Lian is old, after all, he is a fourth-grade martial artist, and his voice is still full of neutrality, and everyone present can hear it clearly.

"First of all, on behalf of Tsing Yi Gate, thank you for coming to this martial arts conference."

"The old man is deeply relieved to see such a young man with strong blood and high morale."

"Martial arts cultivation is a race against the day, and compared to other cultivation systems, the golden cultivation time left for martial artists is extremely limited."

"After middle age, most people will be unable to suppress the downhill road, so youth is the most valuable resource of martial arts, and only when you are young can you chase the peak of martial arts."

"I hope that this year's young people can bring some surprises to me, an old man."

"Don't talk nonsense, let's martial arts, see the real trick under our hands."

With the sound of passionate drums, a referee stepped forward to explain the rules of the game.

The main thing is to try to avoid shooting to cause disability or even death, fists and feet without eyes, although sometimes it is inevitable to have a heavy hand, but if it is deliberate, it will be punished by the Tsing Yi Gate and the four doors.

This is in Wuzhou, and no one can escape.

The second is to subdue the opponent and make the opponent surrender voluntarily, or lose the ability to resist, or fall out of the ring, and they will be judged to lose.

Looking at the opening remarks of Tsing Yi Gate's "simple and rude", it really fits the character of Wufu.

Fortunately, he is a respected old man, and he still has a few words of chicken blood, if he is replaced by a reckless man like Lu Changlong.

It is estimated that there is only one sentence:

"Give Lao Tzu all the strength to feed!"

The way of fighting in the ring is also extremely "vulgar", and there is no number plate draw.

The referee who announced the rules of the game before took the registration book directly, randomly pointed out the names of people, and clicked directly on the stage, starting from the first ring on the far left.

No one questions the fairness of this way, and I have to say that the martial arts are very "wild".

In other words, everyone has great trust in Tsing Yi Gate.

In the first round of the competition, Chu Ge's name was not called, and some of the competitions in the ring were almost one-sided, and the winner was decided in an instant, and the next pair of people who were called to the name were on top.

Although the number of martial artists in Wuzhou is large.

However, the martial arts conference requires an age of less than 30 and must meet the entry threshold of the ninth grade.

This screened out the vast majority of martial artists, so there were only hundreds of people who actually signed up.

This amount, if placed on other continents, would be extremely terrifying.

You must know that Emperor Shunde's personal guard army has only trained 5,000 people.

This Wuzhou is worthy of being a gathering place for martial artists in the world.

"The young master is mighty!"

"The young master is powerful, he won with one move!"

The disciples of the Wind Sword Sect cheered Nangong Yu, who had just returned from the ring.

Listening to the praise of the senior brothers in the door, Nangong Yu was not proud.

"It's just a fluke, the other party is just an acquired eight-pin."

Chu Ge nodded slightly, his disciple's temperament was indeed good.

At this moment, Chu Ge suddenly heard his name coming from the stage.

"Gochu."

"Tu Zhongyu."

It's up to you.

Chu Ge smiled, walked out of the crowd, and walked towards an empty ring.

And with the appearance of Chu Ge, the noise of the surrounding onlookers seemed to have decreased slightly, and many people rushed towards the vicinity of the ring.

And it's all big factions.

So the people who originally gathered there consciously gave up the place.

His eyes were curious and looked towards the ring where Chu Ge had boarded.

can make so many top factions pay attention, and the people fighting in that ring are obviously not ordinary people.

Chu Ge, who was walking to the ring, was also looking at his opponent at this time, and couldn't help but look at his eyes slightly.

This guy ......

Wrong.

Chu Ge's eyes skimmed to the place of Tsing Yi Gate not far away, and the second elder led by him lowered his gaze, and he didn't seem to notice this.

The referee who reads the name is also paying attention to the other rings.

Chu Ge sneered in his heart.

These martial artists are really not so "simple", and they control the game list openly.

In this first battle, he was actually a third-grade martial artist.

Moreover, Chu Ge sensed some familiar aura from the other party's body.

This is the evil people of the Shan Chau.

It seems that it is a three-rank martial artist who has spent a lot of money and used special means to fill in.

Previously, Chu Ge had encountered many martial artists cultivated by the evil way, most of whom had vain breath and their strength was much weaker than that of their peers.

But this time, the guy opposite him had an extremely condensed breath.

However, Chu Ge's immortal realm sensed the other party's vitality aura, which was very strange.

It stands to reason that a three-rank martial artist who is less than thirty years old should have extremely strong vitality.

But this Tu Zhongyu, the vitality he sensed was like a violently burning flame, and like this, he wouldn't live long at all.

Tu Zhongyu hadn't discovered Chu Ge's strength at this time, and was looking at Chu Ge with a hideous look in his eyes.

Through the unconventional means of the evil way to be promoted to the third grade, Tu Zhongyu's various tortures have already distorted his mind.

If it weren't for the secret control of the evil way, it is estimated that he would have become a madman who kills people when he sees them.

"Game on!"

With the referee on the sidelines, he gave an order.

Tu Zhongyu on the opposite side laughed cruelly and flew towards Chu Ge.

"Boy, I'll give you a precious gift."

For Tu Zhongyu of Sanpin, if it is to deal with other martial artists participating in the competition, it is enough to leave a secret wound on the other party with dark energy without others being able to perceive it.

On the surface, there was no abnormality, but a few days later, the meridians were broken and he died in excruciating pain.

This will not affect Tu Zhongyu's participation in this martial arts conference.

But alas.

Under the guidance of "luck", he bumped into Chu Ge in the first game.

"Hmph."

Chu Ge snorted coldly.

The figure turned halfway, and his right fist slammed towards Tu Zhongyu who was rushing towards him.

These evil people appeared at the martial arts conference at this time, obviously with the same thoughts as themselves, and wanted to take this opportunity to approach Tsing Yi Gate and win over Wuzhou.

If you dare to spoil your own good deeds, then be ready to stay forever.

Tu Zhongyu, who rushed quickly, immediately noticed that something was wrong, his complexion changed slightly, he was still controlling his strength, and he had a playful attitude, but at this time, he quickly adjusted, took out all his strength, and faced Chu Ge's right fist.

Fist fighting.

Like the morning bell and dusk drum, and like the rolling thunder.

The vast qi machine like divine power dispersed towards the surrounding ring, causing many onlookers to snort in a muffled voice, with disbelief and fanaticism in their eyes.

Transformation Realm Martial Arts Battle!

This time, there was actually a battle between young martial artists from the God Transformation Realm.

Although the powerful coercion made the people around him feel a tightness in their chests, they still couldn't suppress the frenzy on their faces.

Almost all of the people here have never seen a master of the Transformation God Realm make a move.

Not to mention the battle between two Avatar Realm martial artists.

If you can watch this battle, even if you die, you will have no regrets.

In the crowd, Nangong Chenyu and Lu Changlong and other people who were familiar with Chu Ge all changed their faces, and Chu Ge's new disciple Nangong Yu showed even more worry.

"Master, he ......"

Although Zong Hongqing, who was watching the battle, was also staring intently at the ring at this time, he still said:

"Don't worry, that half-baked Sanpin is far from your master's opponent."

Lan Yanjie nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, yes... That's right!"

Rumble!

The sound of the gas engine exploding sounded again.

Chu Ge snorted, his right arm shook, and another powerful force urged, directly shaking Tu Zhongyu, whose eyes were bloodshot, back.

"Good!"

Nangong Yu's face turned red with excitement, as if it was himself, and he forced a third-grade master back with one punch.

And in a place far away from this ring, several cloaked people had changed their faces drastically.

Chu Ge's appearance had completely disrupted their plans.

This young generation of martial arts competition, how could a third-grade suddenly appear, could it be Dong Qingyi of Tsing Yi Sect, a specially cultivated disciple?

Tu Zhongyu in the ring was repelled by Chu Ge's punch for more than ten steps, and almost fell out of the ring.

However, this kind of ring has long been shattered under Chu Ge's qi machine.

Chu Ge, who was standing in the middle of the ruins of the ring, said with a smile:

"We can't exert our strength here, so let's go up there and fight."

After speaking, he took the lead in rising into the sky and stood in the air at a distance of 100 meters.

Tu Zhongyu below, looking at Chu Ge in mid-air, his heart was surging.

Why!

Why did you suffer so many sins before you reached the strength you achieved, and you actually reached it safe and sound!

You're damned! Everyone's damned!

Tu Zhongyu roared angrily, smashed the ground with one foot, and slammed into Chu Ge in the air.

The surging internal force mixed with the sky-high evil qi, like a black-red tornado, swept Chu Ge in.

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