Chapter 127: Martial Arts Conference

Yuwen Mengxin smiled slightly and glanced at Xiang Ai.

"What's the matter?

Yang Jian heard Yuwen Mengxin say so unclearly, and directly frowned.

"Preparing for war?"

After hearing Xiang Ai's words, Yang Jian muttered to himself in his heart.

"What the hell is a flood and famine? What are you preparing for war! The demon clan is about to invade on a large scale again?"

Sun Xiao also asked suspiciously, waiting for Yuwen Mengxin's answer.

"No, don't ask, you'll find out sooner or later!"

Yuwen Mengxin sighed and sold a pass.

"Yang Qian, Sun Xiao, if you are too idle, you can go to the True Martial Arts Association to have a look!"

Yuwen Mengxin saw Yang Jian and Sun Xiao's appearance of wanting to break the casserole and ask to the end, and smiled slightly at Yang Qian.

"Huh, what's that?"

After hearing Yuwen Mengxin's words, Yang Jian frowned.

"It's the pretending B martial arts conference, Brother Yang, don't you know?"

Sun Xiao glanced at Yang Jian and said a word to him.

"Tell me about it!"

Yang Jian picked up the teacup, but he was very curious about Sun Xiao's words.

"Pretending to be a B martial arts club, it's kind of interesting. ”

Yang Jian smiled slightly, thinking in his heart.

"Well, it's actually supposed to be called the 'New Generation Cultivator Tournament', but it's ......"

Sun Xiao scratched his head and gasped.

"But the tournament has changed in the past two years. This is because the new generation of cultivators like to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers! Over time, they have become the pretending ...... of the younger generation of cultivators The General Assembly. ”

After a slight pause when she heard Sun Xiao speak, Ji Ya'er picked it up.

Ji Ya'er looked at Yang Qian's side face and said a word to him.

But halfway through the sentence, he paused because of the dirty words.

"Huh, I don't understand!"

Although Ji Ya'er explained, Yang Jian still didn't understand too much.

Yang Qian: "Let's talk about it again." ”

"Don't!"

After Ji Ya'er sighed helplessly, she glanced at Yang Jian arrogantly.

"Go and ask Sun Xiao!"

She picked up her teacup and prepared to pour herself a cup of tea.

"To put it bluntly, it is a platform for the new generation of geniuses to show their strength, hide their strength, and then break out, defeat their opponents, and show that they are strong and humble!"

"But to put it bluntly, it's just a hypocritical competition to show off strength and cheekiness!"

Xiang Ai had been sitting in front of the computer, but just now he turned around and said something to Yang Qian.

"Well, it's a place for fighting! I like it! Hypocrisy or not, what's the matter!"

After listening to Xiang Ai's words, Yang Jian made a slanted smile expression.

"Hmm...... This expression is very Yang Qian!"

After seeing Yang Qian's cheap smile, Xiang Ai held back a smile and turned around.

"Huh, what's the smiling?"

Ji Ya'er, who was originally pouring tea, immediately walked around Yang Jian with a teacup after hearing Xiang Ai say that Yang Jian was "smiling".

But Yang Jian had already returned to his normal expression.

"Boring!"

After Ji Ya'er put the teacup on the tea table, she puffed back into her seat.

"It's not fun! I didn't see a cheap smile!"

Ji Ya'er pouted and poked Yang Qian's right cheek with her finger.

"No, laugh at me again!"

Ji Ya'er's big watery eyes stared at Yang Qian.

Yang Qian: "......"

He said he was helpless.

"Although this is the case, it cannot be denied that the younger generation of cultivators who participated in this conference are not weak! After all, everyone wants to show off their strength, and no one wants to be a springboard!"

"And the minimum level to sign up for the participation must also be in the realm of heavenly generals, so Yang Jian you are just suitable!"

"However, you have just advanced to the Heavenly General Realm, and you will definitely suffer!"

Yuwen Mengxin smiled slightly and said to Yang Qian.

But Yang Jian didn't speak, but waited for Yuwen Mengxin to finish speaking.

He saw it, and Yuwen Meng's words were still unfinished.

"So, I think, if you don't last a few rounds, you're going to lose!

Yuwen Mengxin smiled provocatively at Yang Qian.

"Wheel Elimination?"

Yang Jian was puzzled for a moment.

"It means that a large group of people go on stage together, fight within the specified time, and finally stay on the stage and stand the winner!

Ji Ya'er poked Yang Qian's right cheek again and explained for him.

"Interesting!

And Yang Jian pursed his lips and stood up.

"Let's go! Sun Xiao! Let's go to that conference and take a look!"

After Yang Jian glanced at Ji Ya'er, he stretched out his right hand and prepared to pick her chin.

"Are you going?"

Yang Jian asked Ji Ya'er.

"I hate it, I'll go too, I want to see how you're abused by others!"

After Ji Ya'er slapped Yang Qian's right hand away, she stood up.

And Sun Xiao also stood up and walked to the door of the VIP room.

"Pay attention to your safety! Don't try too hard, talk about you!

Yuwen Mengxin picked up the "Push Back Map" on the table again and prepared to study it, and at the same time told Yang Jian and the three of them who were about to go out.

"Oh!

After Yang Jian nodded, he responded to Yuwen Mengxin.

"Also, remember to order lunch and come back!

After Xiang Ai heard the sound of the door opening, he turned his head and said to Ji Ya'er.

"Got it!"

Ji Ya'er waved her hand, followed Yang Jian out of the VIP room, and closed the door smoothly.

"Let's go, Sun Xiao, you will lead the way!"

Yang Jian gently pushed Sun Xiao's shoulder and followed behind Sun Xiao.

"Ah Qian, are you really going to compete? It's only nine o'clock, and there is still an hour before the competition starts!"

Ji Ya'er's left hand pinched the corner of Yang Qian's clothes, while her right hand found the mask belt and put it on.

However, not far from Yang Jian and the others, a man with a blue mask happened to see this scene.

He gritted his teeth and slammed his backhand hard against the wall!

"Ji Ya'er!"

The blue-masked man bowed his head slightly, viciously squeezing out three words from between his teeth.

"Let's go!"

Although neither Ji Ya'er nor Sun Xiao noticed the man wearing the blue mask, Yang Qian's hearing was excellent and he heard the words of the man in the blue mask.

"Hehe, is it Ya'er's suitor?"

Yang Jian smiled slightly, thinking in his heart.

Half an hour later......

Yang Jian and the three of them came to a place similar to an exhibition.

"Brother Yang, here, here!"

Sun Xiao pointed to the sign above the gate of the giant building and said to Yang Qian.

"Okay, let's go inside, let me try it too, and see if I can fit B!"

Yang Jian smiled slightly and walked forward.

"Don't be someone else's springboard!"

Ji Ya'er jumped up and followed behind Yang Jian and poked his back.

In the distance behind the three of them, a young man was following Yang Jian and the three of them......