Jianghu people call it Black Lotus 31

It's not a question of not being able to erase the spirit of martial arts. The other party obviously came prepared. This one is not an ordinary person. He is rigorous in thinking, imposing, and eloquent in his speech. If you are treated unfairly here, I am afraid that it will escalate to a national conflict. Shen Hanshu analyzed in a low voice.

"So these Mongolians came for the martial arts conference from the beginning. What is this trying to do? Are they coming to rule the rivers and lakes of our Central Plains? Xu Lang snorted coldly.

"Although the alliance leader's order cannot completely command all the people in the rivers and lakes, it still has a great influence." Shen Hanshu said with some concern.

"Mongolia and the Central Plains now have contacts with each other, and I think martial arts exchanges are also friendly exchanges." The young man continued to speak aloud, looking at the frowning old men in the stands, he changed his words again, and said, "Or are you Central Plains afraid of us Mongolia and think that you are not our opponents in the ring, so you are afraid that we will not let us participate in the martial arts conference?" ”

This was clearly a radical tactic, but on this occasion, it was clearly successful.

It was as if the pot had exploded in the crowd.

"Will we be afraid of you Mongols? Joking! ”

"Compare is compare. I'll send you back to your hometown in a moment. ”

……

After the head of Wudang and several other heads of the family, after the head of the family looked at each other, everyone nodded slightly. The first is that they do not want this matter to escalate into a contradiction between the two countries, and the second is that they are very confident in this year's candidates.

Tianmiao didn't speak, just looked at the leading man in silence.

This man is not an ordinary person......

No, it should be said that his soul is not an ordinary person.

It was also the goal of her mission.

The head of Wudang said to the young man, "Yes." But in the ring, the sword has no eyes, and if you get hurt, you will bear the consequences. ”

"Don't talk about injuries, even if you die, you will never complain." The young man bowed, then turned to the crowd and said, "In Lower Battle, I am honored to participate in the martial arts conference in the Central Plains, and I hope you will give me advice." ”

There was a lot of talk in the crowd. This battellar was clearly different from the Mongols they had seen before. This man seems to be generous and polite. If it weren't for his appearance and name, it would be more appropriate to say that he was from the Central Plains.

After saying this, Battle glanced at one of his men.

The Mongolian man jumped into the ring and threw his hand at the crowd: "In Xia Qing Gelthai, please advise." ”

After he said this, immediately a martial arts person who had long been unable to hold back jumped into the ring. After the two saluted, they began to fight.

At first, everyone didn't take it seriously. But after a few rounds of battling between the two, everyone was shocked.

Mongolian martial arts, everyone present has seen it. But the moves made by this Mongol were completely different from the previous ones. It's a weird move, but it's very effective. In a short period of time, he actually restrained that martial arts person.

Everyone was surprised, such a martial art, they had never heard of it, they had never seen it.

Tianmiao squinted slightly.

Grappling ......

Looks like Battle taught him a lot.

Battle stood under the ring and watched the competition above, and after listening to the announcement of the results, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. Of course, he didn't expect this subordinate to become the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, he just let these subordinates filter some people. In the end, he still needs to make a move.

Becoming the leader of the martial arts alliance in the Central Plains is just the first step in his ambition.

(End of chapter)