The original city, the branch of the Wumeng...

The branch hall was full of people at this time.

The people present were all people with some status in the original city branch.

"I have summoned everyone here this time, and I have something to discuss with you." The man sitting on the throne said in a loud voice, "What is it, everyone must have guessed." ”

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man in his thirties, with starry eyebrows and sword eyes, handsome facial features, wearing a brand-name suit, and exuding a compelling heroic spirit.

He is the person in charge of the original city branch of the Wumeng - Yao Dong.

Hearing the alliance leader's words, the people below immediately whispered.

"It's the middle of June, and if it's not bad, forget it, it's about the same time."

"Hey, there is still a need to mention this matter, and now the martial arts have not been completed."

"Yes, now is the era of superpower, and martial arts are no longer satisfied with the glory of the past."

Yao Dong heard everyone's whispers, and his face suddenly fell, "It's all quiet." ”

He glared at everyone, "What kind of attitude do you have, don't be so pessimistic!" ”

One of the deacons clenched his fists, "Alliance leader, it's not that we are pessimistic, but the facts. ”

Everyone nodded, "What Deacon Lu said is very reasonable, now our martial arts are too weak." ”

"That's right, it's so weak, there's no need to hold an event at all."

Yao Dong slapped the table and said loudly, "Nonsense! ”

When everyone saw Yao Dong angry, they all kept their mouths shut, but from their expressions, they were all unconvinced.

Yao Dong glanced at the people present, and saw that they were all with such expressions, so he breathed a sigh of relief, "Although the martial arts are now at the bottom, we can't be hopeless, if there is no hope, then the martial arts will really be over!" ”

The existence of the Martial Arts League is to allow the martial arts to continue to develop, so that the martial arts will not be completely cut off all the way.

At the very least, keep the fire.

This is the meaning of the existence of the Wumeng.

Everyone was still silent, no one said anything, and the atmosphere was very dull.

Seeing this, Yao Dong made a long story short, "Wumeng's annual rookie competition will start next month, if you have any ideas, please tell us about it." ”

Yao Dong looked at everyone expectantly, expecting a surprise.

However, the hall was still dead silent, and no one spoke.

Seeing this, Yao Dong's face turned dark and he was a little annoyed, "Everyone, let you come over, it's not for you to be wooden, it's for you to show your results!" ”

Everyone looked at Yao Dong, who was black-faced, and opened their mouths, but they couldn't say a word.

Because, they can't hand in the results at all, which makes them say anything.

Yao Dong was furious, slapped the table, and stood up, "Everyone, when you asked me for funds, none of them looked like this. It's better now, let you show your results, and you will all become dumb! ”

He was annoyed.

The rookie competition is about to be held, and the audition will start next month, and he expects these people to come up with a few good seedlings, but he didn't expect them to be silent.

This disappointed Yao Dong.

Yao Dong saw that everyone was unconscious, so he began to name names, "Deacon Xu Yuanzhou, your Xu family has always been a martial arts family in the original city, although the martial arts are declining now, but your Xu family is also talented. Just in time, Deacon Xu, you should set an example first. ”

Xu Yuanzhou glanced at Yao Dong, sighed and said, "Alliance leader, you are exalting our Xu family too much. Although our Xu family is a martial arts family in the original city, in the general environment, it is not as good as a year, and now it is also a withering talent, and there is really no way to set an example. Alliance leader, aren't you embarrassing me? ”

Everyone looked at Xu Yuanzhou, thinking about the authenticity of his words.

There are four martial arts families in the original city, among which the Xu family is the most powerful, ranking first among the four.

Xu Yuanzhou, as the head of the Xu family, said such a thing, and everyone obviously didn't believe it.

Yao Dong's face was very ugly, "Deacon Xu, it's difficult for me to do this." You also know that ten places are needed for this audition, and your Xu family, as the head of the four major families, shares two places, isn't it too much? ”

He was helpless.

If it was before, for a grand event like this, many people flocked to sign up, and it was common for them to rush to grab a spot, and there was a possibility of a big fight.

It's good now, but it's down to the end of being forced to share.

Times have changed.

"Alliance leader, it's not that I don't want to share, it's that I really can't do it." Xu Yuanzhou cried with a sad face.

Yao Dong was upset, and when he saw Xu Yuanzhou sloppy with him, he was not polite.

"Deacon Xu, you know the specific situation better than me, and there is no need to say some things so clearly." Yao Dong looked at Xu Yuanzhou with scrutiny.

Xu Yuanzhou frowned, but still said, "Alliance leader, no matter what you say, I can't come up with two people anyway." ”

He showed that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

He is like this, he is lying flat.

"Deacon Xu, since that's the case, then don't blame me for being rude." Yao Dong's tone sank, "You said you couldn't take two people, but I know that your son Xu Yushan is very good." ”

Deacon Xu's face changed, "Alliance leader, the strength of the dog is weak, where can I get it!" ”

"Humph!" Yao Dong snorted coldly and sat down in his seat again, "The four major families, each family has two places, there is no need to negotiate. ”

In addition to the Xu family, the faces of the heads of the other three families were also not good-looking.

"Alliance leader, I propose that we not participate in this year's rookie competition!" Lin Tianba, the head of the Lin family, stood up and said.

Yao Dong's face sank, "Deacon Lin, what do you mean!" The Rookie Tournament is a grand event in our martial arts world, so how can you not participate! If this spreads, what do you want other cities to think of our original city! ”

Zhang Jiajia advocated that he pouted and muttered, "What's this, anyway, it's the bottom of every year, and I've been ridiculed enough for a long time, and I'm not afraid of this time." ”

Yao Dong raised his eyebrows, "Deacon Zhang, what are you talking about!" ”

Seeing that Yao Dong was angry, Zhang Ding shrank his neck, but he still stubbornly said, "Originally, I was not wrong." We participate in the rookie competition every year, but as a result, we are at the bottom every year. Is it less to be ridiculed by others? Isn't the stigma suffered enough? In that case, why do you still participate in this competition, and bring shame on yourself? ”

Everyone present nodded, feeling that Zhang Ding was very reasonable.

Actually, it's all the truth.

Over the years, the original city has selected ten people to participate in the audition every year, and each time they have taken advantage of the excitement and returned in the end.

Every year, his grades are at the bottom, and he suffers countless white eyes, and is ridiculed as a waste by the warriors of other cities.

Some people also ridiculed that in the future, don't call it the original city, just change the name to the abandoned city.

"Just because of this, you want to give up?" Yao Dong asked rhetorically, "As a martial artist, what about the spirit of martial arts?" ”