PS: The number of chapters in the previous chapter is wrong, but the content is fine. There happens to be a chapter in front of you that has the number of chapters repeated, so I won't change it.

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Compared with the Chinese martial arts community, the overseas Chinese martial arts community is very different in terms of both the background and the number of masters.

Among the overseas Chinese martial arts circles, two sects are respected, namely Hongmen and Tangmen.

The former was almost removed by Qin Feng by himself, and the latter is now the banner of the overseas Chinese martial arts community.

The headquarters of the Tang Sect is located in Los Angeles, with a small Tang Sect manor and three Tang Sect martial arts halls, and hundreds of official disciples.

As night fell, the Tangmen Manor was bustling, and several elite disciples of the Tangmen gathered together to drink and talk.

"That Qin Feng is wanted by Huaxia and is destined to not be able to participate in the martial arts conference, this martial arts conference is for the younger generation to compete, and the overseas Chinese martial arts association is all relying on the senior brother!"

"Putting aside Qin Feng's monster, Senior Brother has now practiced martial arts to the middle stage of transforming strength, and he can definitely compete with those martial arts geniuses in Huaxia!"

"In my opinion, the senior brother is expected to win the battle!"

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Several Tang Sect disciples were so excited that they opened their mouths to express their views on this Chinese martial arts conference, and the focus of the discussion was Tang Dao, the peerless genius of the Tang Sect, who was also the senior brother in their mouths.

At this moment, Tang Dart was on the scene, sitting in the main seat of the Eight Immortals Table.

He has an inch head, a Chinese face, red phoenix eyes, a hooked nose, and a cold breath.

Because of his thin stature, he never wore a robe, either a martial arts uniform with cloth shoes, or a black shirt, trousers and leather shoes.

Tonight, he was wearing a martial arts training uniform with a big Tang character written on it.

Hearing the praise of all the junior brothers, Tang Dart's cold face showed a smile, and he did not refute it, but was a little proud.

The Tang Sect was famous for its secret weapons and poisons in the ancient martial arts circles, but because the poison endangered the martial arts, it caused public outrage, resulting in the destruction of the "Poison Sutra" created by the patriarch of the Kai School, leaving only the Tang Sect's secret weapons and the inheritance of the two peerless "Soul Searchers".

Tang Dart not only thoroughly comprehended "Soul Searcher" to the extreme, but also deeply understood the essence of the Tang Sect's secret weapon, and his actual combat power was far stronger than that of the ordinary grandmaster in the middle stage.

This is also the reason why several elite disciples of the Tang Sect have great respect for Tang Dart.

"Five years ago, at the Los Angeles Chinese Martial Arts Conference, the master and his old man were defeated by the Shaolin Kongming monk, which made the Tang Sect and the overseas Chinese martial arts community lose face, this time, I will do my best to find the field!"

As the praise of the juniors fell, Tang Dart took a sip of wine and said arrogantly.

"Big brother is domineering!"

Several elite disciples of the Tang Sect applauded one after another.

"Brothers, I'll go talk to the master, I won't accompany you, you drink less, and you will take a flight to China tomorrow. Tang Dart smiled, then got up to leave.

A few minutes later, Tang Dart came to the innermost house in the manor.

"The door is unlocked, come in. ”

Without waiting for Tang Dart to knock on the door, a neutral voice came from the room.

"Master. ”

Tang Dart pushed the door and entered, saluting a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged in the middle of the room.

The middle-aged man's surname is Tang Yuanfang, who is not only the master of Tang Dart, but also the head of Tangmen, whose ancestral home is Shuchuan, and came to Los Angeles to take root with the inheritance of Tangmen a few decades ago, recruiting disciples, spreading Tangmen martial arts, and changing his name to Tang Yuanfang, which means that Tangmen is in the distance.

"Drunk?"

Tang Yuanfang smelled the smell of wine on Tang Dart's body and asked.

"Well, a few of them want to drink, and I drank a little less with them. Tang Dart nodded.

"The martial arts conference is about to open, you have to adjust your mental and physical state, prepare for martial arts competition, and don't drink alcohol. Tang Yuanfang admonished.

"Yes, master!"

Tang Dart nodded in agreement, and then asked, "By the way, master, are you sure that Qin Feng will not join the Overseas Chinese Martial Arts Association and participate in the martial arts competition?"

"That Qin Feng is wanted by Huaxia, and he will definitely not be able to go back to compete. ”

Tang Dart nodded, and then said, "However, Cui Haisheng still contacted Qin Feng through various channels to invite, but as far as I know, he was rejected by Qin Feng." ”

"Hey, Cui Haisheng doesn't trust me and the Tang Sect!"

Tang Dart sneered, with a look of displeasure.

He didn't want Qin Feng to join the Overseas Chinese Martial Arts Association and participate in the Chinese Martial Arts Competition.

Because, in that case, he, the overseas Chinese martial arts world, will only give way on the first day, and in the end he will only be reduced to a green leaf that supports Qin Feng!

"The world Buddhism is one family. You have two goals this time, in addition to defeating the descendants of Shaolin, you also have to defeat the descendants of the Buddhist Sect in the Western Regions!"

Tang Yuanfang opened his mouth to tell him that he had been defeated by the Master of the Void Immortal five years ago, and he had always been obsessed with it, intending to let his most proud protégé Tang Dart find a place in this martial arts conference.

"Don't worry, master, I will live up to expectations!"

Tang Dart looked confident, and he was extremely ambitious, not only to defeat the two people Tang Yuanfang said, but also to fight to dominate!

Meanwhile.

Los Angeles Chinatown, in a small building.

Cui Haisheng, who is the president of the Overseas Tang Martial Arts Association, is like a chicken blood, and he keeps pacing back and forth in the study with excitement, eager for the Chinese martial arts conference to start immediately, and he led the team to appear at the conference site.

All this is just because he has helped Qin Feng go through various procedures, and Qin Feng will use the new identity of "You Long" to participate in the Chinese Martial Arts Conference held in Emei in the name of a member of the Overseas Chinese Martial Arts Association.

Well?

After a while, Cui Haisheng heard the familiar footsteps outside the study, and hurriedly returned to his seat, the excited look on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a serious face, and his face changed faster than turning a book.

"Bang bang—"

Immediately, the footsteps stopped abruptly, and there was a knock on the door.

"Come in. Cui Haisheng said in a deep voice.

As Cui Haisheng's words fell, the door was pushed open, and a girl in a yellow robe walked into the study.

The girl is eighteen years old, petite and exquisite, with a beautiful face and no lack of heroism, and her big eyes are full of aura.

She walked with her center of gravity pressed low, but her steps were light, and the joints of her hands were almost smoothed, which were the marks left by her practice.

"Xiao Ying, why don't you sleep so late?" Cui Haisheng was the first to ask.

The girl is his granddaughter Cui Ying, who has been practicing martial arts with her since she was a child, and now she has practiced kung fu to the middle stage of dark energy, and can be regarded as one of the geniuses in the overseas Chinese martial arts world.

"Grandpa, I thought about it and thought that you should call Brother Qin Feng's friend again and invite Brother Qin Feng to join our Overseas Chinese Martial Arts Association and participate in the Chinese Martial Arts Conference. ”

Cui Ying went straight to the point to explain the intention, and her voice was crisp, like a yellow warbler chirping, which was particularly pleasant.

She didn't know Qin Feng, and she hadn't even met, but she had already heard Qin Feng's name like thunder, and she regarded Qin Feng as her idol, and the word brother was quite affectionate.

"It didn't work. Cui Haisheng shook his head.

"Grandpa, you can try again. Think about it, if it is done, so Liu Bei asked Zhuge Liang to come out of the mountain three times, and now you have three calls to invite Brother Qin Feng to participate in the meeting, wouldn't it be a good story?"

Cui Ying grabbed Cui Haisheng's arm, shook it gently, and said coquettishly.

She dreamed of seeing her idol, and she wanted to see Qin Feng's martial arts, and this martial arts conference was an excellent opportunity in her opinion.

"Girl, you're going to die of this heart. ”

Cui Haisheng stretched out his index finger and poked Cui Ying's head with a smile, and then saw Cui Ying's face of loss, groaned for a while, and said: "Although Qin Feng can't go, there is a young mysterious master who will represent the Overseas Chinese Martial Arts Association to participate in this conference." ”

"Hmph, what kind of ghost mysterious master, can he be as successful as Brother Qin Feng?"

Cui Ying pouted depressedly, in her heart, Qin Feng was a symbol of the invincibility of the younger generation, and Cui Haisheng's so-called mysterious master had no attraction to her.

“——”

Cui Haisheng has a black line.

"Gone. ”

Cui Ying snorted coldly and left directly.

Seeing this, Cui Haisheng smiled bitterly and didn't say anything more, but he secretly thought in his heart: If this girl knew that the mysterious master was Qin Feng, I don't know how excited she would be?

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Qin Feng, who was originally practicing martial arts in the courtyard, heard the vibration of the mobile phone, stopped at the moment, stepped forward to pick up the mobile phone, glanced at the caller number, and found that it was from Huaxia, but it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hey. ”

Qin Feng thought about it and still connected the phone.

"Little Wind, it's me. ”

A neutral voice came from the earpiece, the voice was very familiar to Qin Feng, and it belonged to Wang Hucheng.

"Chief~Chief, why did you call me?"

Qin Feng was a little surprised, since he was forced to leave Huaxia for the second time, only Wukong contacted him, and the others cut off contact with him for fear of being investigated.

"I heard Wukong say that you want to come back with a new identity to participate in the martial arts conference in Emei?" asked Wang Hucheng.

"Yes, Chief~Chief. ”

Qin Feng simply admitted this, he will wear a human skin mask, as a swimming dragon, and return to China to participate in the conference.

And the human skin mask was given to him by Wukong, for this reason, he was not surprised that Wang Hucheng knew this - after his information was reported to the organizing committee of the conference, Wukong knew.

"Xiaofeng, if you still recognize me as the chief~ chief, I will return to China this time to complete two tasks. Wang Hu's idiom is amazing.

"Chief~Chief, please order!" Qin Feng responded loudly.

"First, no matter what, you can't reveal your true identity after you return to China, otherwise it will cause huge trouble to Wukong, Director Yan Huang, and the Huawu Organization. ”

When Wang Hucheng heard these familiar five words, his heart warmed slightly, full of emotion, and then adjusted his emotions and said: "Second, use the opportunity of martial arts to defeat the heirs of the martial arts family strongly!"

"Please rest assured that the chief~ chief will ensure the completion of the task!"

Qin Feng received the order loudly, he didn't know the martial family, but for him, Wang Hucheng's orders were like a mountain and must be carried out.

Familiar words sounded in his ears, Wang Hucheng seemed to have returned to the past, his heart was in a trance, and then hung up the phone.

"Xiao Feng, all along, Wukong has treated you as his own disciple and even a descendant, no matter what, you have to give him this bad breath at the martial arts conference. ”

Wang Hucheng got up and walked to the window, looked in the direction of Yanshan, and said softly.

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