Chapter 7: Warrior Association! The Prospective Martial Arts Examination Begins!

"Huh?"

As the old voice came, Jiang Chen's brows furrowed for a moment.

He looked around, but he didn't find anyone who spoke up.

"Don't look at it."

"This is a martial arts thousand miles of sound!"

Zhang Yuanming said lightly.

Xuan even took Jiang Chen into the Martial Arts Association.

The two of them entered it as soon as they entered.

I saw an old man on crutches standing in the middle of the hall.

looked at the two of them with a smile on their faces.

"Grandmaster!"

Jiang Chen's gaze swept over this person's body, and found that the aura it exuded was not weaker than Zhang Yuanming beside him.

He is also a strong grandmaster!

And the strength is above Zhang Yuanming!

"Old Wu!"

When Zhang Yuanming saw the old man, he immediately surrendered his hand in front of him.

Wu Lao?

Jiang Chen frowned at first, and then showed a look of horror on his face the next moment.

There is only one person who can be called Wu Lao by Zhang Yuanming in the entire Linhe City.

That is the former principal of Linhe No. 1 Middle School.

Now the president of the Linhe City Warriors Association, Wu Daocheng!

"I've seen Wu Lao!"

Jiang Chen also bowed respectfully to Wu Daocheng.

"You don't have to salute."

"Old decay is just the immortality of dying old age."

Wu Daocheng waved his hand.

Immediately, his eyes fell on Zhang Yuanming's body.

He asked aloud: "Principal Zhang, what are you doing when you come to the Martial Arts Association this time?" ”

Zhang Yuanming, as the principal of Linhe No. 1 Middle School, can be described as a daily manager.

Although he is a grandmaster, he rarely comes to the Martial Arts Association.

Therefore, Wu Daocheng became curious.

"It's not a big deal."

"It's just that I want to take this little guy to pass the assessment of a quasi-martial artist."

A smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Yuanming's mouth.

"Quasi-martial artist assessment?"

"If I'm not mistaken."

"In another half a month, Linhe No. 1 Middle School will collectively participate in the quasi-martial arts assessment."

"Why rush for a while."

Wu Daocheng frowned, his face full of incomprehension.

"Wu Lao."

"This little guy is not simple!"

After Zhang Yuanming looked around, he whispered to Wu Daocheng.

"Isn't it easy?"

"How else could it be that it's not easy."

"The quasi-martial artist hasn't opened up three air pockets yet!"

Wu Daocheng looked at Zhang Yuanming.

When he saw the smile on the corner of the latter's mouth, he instantly sensed that something was wrong.

"It's hard to ......"

His gaze swept over Jiang Chen's body, and he stopped talking.

"Does Wu Lao Ke remember how he became the president of the Linhe City Martial Arts Association?"

Although Zhang Yuanming did not explain, Wu Daocheng already knew it.

"You're saying this little guy has opened up six air pockets!"

Wu Daocheng exclaimed.

At this moment, Jiang Chen could clearly feel a sharp light flashing in the other party's eyes.

At this time, it was as if he was being targeted by some terrifying existence.

"Exactly!"

"But it's not yet certain."

"So isn't this coming to Wu Lao for a quasi-martial artist assessment?"

The smile on the corner of Zhang Yuanming's mouth became more and more intense.

As his words came out.

I saw Wu Daocheng pat him on the shoulder.

"You kid has found a treasure!"

"There is no one in the association now, hurry up and give this little guy a quasi-martial artist assessment!"

Wu Daocheng urged.

Soon, Jiang Chen came to a room under the leadership of the two.

There is an instrument in the room.

"Jiang Chen."

"This is the training ground for the assessment of would-be martial artists."

"These are all holographic projections, and all the projections are the phantoms of some quasi-martial artists, but they have the strength of quasi-martial artists."

"From opening three air pockets to six air pockets!"

"As long as you can defeat it, then you will be able to pass the assessment of the quasi-martial artist!"

Zhang Yuanming introduced to Jiang Chen.

"I see."

Jiang Chen looked at the training ground in front of him and suddenly realized.

"Then you go to the training ground."

"The system will randomly assign you opponents based on your breath."

"You only need to defeat it in the time of a stick of incense, and you will win."

As Jiang Chen entered the training ground.

I saw that the surroundings were pitch black in an instant.

In front of him, there is a huge screen.

Portraits gradually appeared on the screen.

Soon the screen stops in front of a portrait.

"Opponent selection!"

"The owner of the six air pockets - He Lang."

"Testers get ready for battle!"

......

Inside a high-rise building in Linhe City.

A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a cigar in his hand, swallowing the clouds.

"Chairman."

"The two young masters are here!"

The voice of the secretary came from outside the door.

"Let them in."

Qiu Cheng'an, the head of the Qiu family, spoke calmly.

Slowly and leisurely sat back in his chair, staring at the slowly opening door.

With the door open.

I saw Qiu Zhan and Qiu Qi standing outside the door.

The former's aura at this time was extremely sluggish, and at a glance, he knew that he was seriously injured.

"Huh?"

"What's going on?"

Qiu Chengan's gaze fell on Qiu Zhan's body, and his brows were furrowed.

"Daddy!"

"We're being bullied!"

Qiu Qi was crying at this time, with a look of grief and indignation.

"What the hell is going on!"

"Tell me about it!"

Qiu Chengan's face changed suddenly, his eyes looked at Qiu Qi, and he spoke in a deep voice.

Soon, the latter told Qiu Chengan the ins and outs of the matter.

As his words fell.

Qiu Chengan's face was extremely pale.

"According to your will...... You offended a warrior? ”

"Daddy!"

"That guy is definitely not a martial artist!"

"I was in the same class as him, he was the least talented in the class, and it took two years to open up an air pocket!"

Qiu Qi spoke at this time.

"Shut up!"

"Qiu Zhan is a first-order martial artist."

"Being able to beat it into such a seriously injured appearance, how can the other party be a waste!"

Faced with Qiu Qi's words, Qiu Chengan obviously didn't want to believe it.

"Daddy."

"Judging by my dealings with him."

"It is highly likely that his strength has reached the level of a second-order martial artist."

"When he made a move, he didn't even use his martial arts!"

Qiu Zhan clenched his teeth at this time and opened his mouth fiercely.

As soon as this remark came out.

Qiu Chengan's face showed a bit of solemnity.

"Second-Order Martial Artist."

"That's going to be hard!"

As the head of the Qiu family, the current Qiu family has developed rapidly in Linhe City, and it is no weaker than the four major families in Linhe City.

And he himself has already entered the level of a seventh-order martial artist.

But in the face of a second-order martial artist, he didn't dare to act rashly.

After all, the status of martial artists in China is extremely respected, once the other party joins the martial arts association.

Then if you take action against it privately, you are afraid that it will cause trouble.

"Daddy!"

"Our Qiu family is the fifth largest family in Linhe City!"

"If you are still fearless at this time, what will these guys in Linhe City think of our Qiu family!"

Seeing Qiu Cheng'an hesitating, Qiu Qi gritted his teeth and asked in a deep voice.

As soon as this remark came out.

Qiu Chengan's face changed instantly.

His brow furrowed, his fingers tapping on the table, and he was speechless for a long time.

Qiu Qi and Qiu Zhan stood quietly aside at this time, not daring to say a word.

After a long time.

Qiu Chengan slapped his palm on the table.

"That's right!"

"If our Qiu family doesn't take action this time, won't it be underestimated by others!"

"If you dare to make our Qiu family lose face, then I will ask him to repay it with his life!"

Qiu Chengan shouted angrily.

"Someone!"

Shout!

A figure rushed through the door.

Kneeled in front of Qiu Chengan.

"Chairman."

The latter bowed his hand in front of him, respectfully.

"Go and investigate the background of that guy named Jiang Chen."

"If there is no shadow of the four major families behind him, find a way to kill him!"

Qiu Chengan's face was indifferent, and there was a bit of murderous intent in his eyes.

"The head of the house."

"What if there are four major families behind this Jiang Chen, or even the Martial Arts Association?"

The killer asked in a low voice.

"Then you should get rid of him!"

"But when you do it, you have to be a little more subtle, so as not to let others notice that it is our Qiu family who did it."

Qiu Chengan's eyes were cold.

"Yes!"

The killer cultivated by the Qiu family nodded, and disappeared in an instant.

"Daddy...... If we kill Jiang Chen, will anyone suspect us? ”

Qiu Qi was a little scared at this time.

I saw Qiu Chengan slowly stand up.

sneered: "What are you afraid of, not long after, your second uncle will come back, who will dare to be the enemy of our Qiu family at that time!" ”

"Second uncle!"

Qiu Zhan and Qiu Qi looked at each other, their faces full of shock.