I’m Really a Superstar

Master Sun said angrily: "What happened? Why is this happening?"

Seeing the elder of their sect, the disciples of Iron Sand Palm started to accuse him one after another.

"Uncle Master!"

"You are here!"

"The fight started yesterday!"

"The small sect of casual cultivators goes too far!"

"You still framed our Iron Sand Sect!"

Those people pointed in the direction of the small cultivator sect.

The casual cultivators and the people from the small sect stopped working immediately. It was obvious that the people from your big sect were colluding to steal our money, but your Iron Palm people came to attack the demonstration in the middle of the night. Why did you file a complaint first? In an instant, everyone in the small cultivator sect looked over angrily, and hundreds of eyes were fixed on the people at the iron sand gate!

Master Sun was also angry. He stared at their group, raised his finger, and said something that may trigger the next world war in the netizen vote: "What are you looking at?" He had no idea what happened last night. It's just a mantra, said subconsciously.

As a result, things got serious!

The members of the small sect of casual cultivators became angry, and hundreds of people suddenly pointed at each other and shouted: "Look at you!"

Deafening!

The sound is too uniform!

It was like a fifty-year military parade!

Master Sun had never seen a formation like this before. He was so frightened, what a fool! What are you going to do? Was this fucking trained in advance? Why are all of them drunk?

The big faction was also furious. They kicked off their chairs and ran away. This also formed a conditioned reflex. They pointed at the hundreds of casual cultivators and shouted together: "Try another one!"

Master Sun was frightened again by the countless roars behind him. He turned around and looked at his disciples and people from the big sect dumbfounded. Damn it, why are you all like this!

The casual cultivator pointed: "Just try it!"

Dapai pointed, "What are you looking at!"

Xiaopai pointed: "Look at you!"

Dapai pointed: "Try another one!"

The casual cultivator of Xiaopai pointed his finger: "Just give it a try!"

have to,

The scolding started again!

Chen Xi covered his forehead with a faint expression on his face!

Everyone in the Chinese Martial Arts Association also feels a little tired!

At this moment, people from Zhou Family Quan arrived.

The disciples of Grandmaster Zhou Tianpeng and Zhou Jiaquan were the last batch to enter. Perhaps because the disciples of Zhou Jiaquan were at the center of the conflict last night, they were "taken care of" by the casual cultivators, so there were many disabled people and lame people. There were only five or six people walking on their legs, which probably slowed down the climb up the mountain. As soon as they went up the mountain, everyone in Zhou Jiaquan saw such a scene that made them speechless. Zhou Tianpeng's expression also felt strange for a moment!

this……

What is this?

Zhou Tianpeng was speechless.

There were sighs all around.

"well!"

"What is this year's martial arts conference called?"

"What a shame! What a shame!"

"How come it's like this!"

"It's unsightly! What a mess!"

"Fortunately, it's an internal meeting and there are no outsiders here!"

Several elderly people with high seniority in the martial arts world were lamenting. In the past, the martial arts conferences were always booming and full of vitality. Everyone had a high pursuit of martial arts. From time to time, they would discuss moves with each other, and the learning atmosphere was rich. But how come this year, I suddenly became this virtuous?

"No, how dignified is this? How dignified is this!" There was an 80-year-old veteran in the martial arts world who couldn't stand it any longer. He stood up blowing his beard angrily, "We must teach them a lesson!" He pointed in a random direction and said, "Shut up! Chinese martial arts is about cultivating one's moral character and cultivating one's qi and calming one's mind. You..."

Everyone over there pointed over subconsciously, "What are you looking at!"

The old man almost fainted from anger and became angry, "Look at you!"

Everyone: "Try another one!"

The old man rolled up his sleeves and roared: "Just try it!"

The old man who was scolding Cheng for his decency just now joined the army of scoldings the next moment!

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Chen Xi: "..."

Zhou Tianpeng: "..."

After a long period of dissuasion from the Chinese Martial Arts Association, even Chen Xi and Zhou Tianpeng finally took action, and everyone slowly died down and became quiet.

After the farce, the scene was in a mess again. The main venue, which had been neatly arranged earlier, was now full of swaying chairs and spilled mineral water bottles.

Zhou Tianpeng walked onto the ring, picked up the microphone set up on it, and after adjusting the sound, he looked at the people below and said: "I am Zhou Tianpeng, the current master of Zhou Jiaquan, and the vice president of the Chinese Martial Arts Association. Everyone should be You know me, so I won’t introduce myself in detail.”

There were people cheering below.

"Master Zhou, who doesn't know you?"

"Yeah, do you need an introduction?"

"Ha ha!"

Zhou Tianpeng smiled and said, "There are always new friends."

It can be seen that Zhou Tianpeng has a high prestige in the martial arts world, and even those who are casual cultivators and small sects do not show any disrespectful looks on their faces at this moment.

Zhang Ye, who was in the audience, took a special look at him. He was a man in his forties or fifties. There was no distinguishing feature in his physique. Although he was not thin, he was definitely not tall. He was 1.7 meters tall and 100 meters tall. Weighing more than 30 pounds, he was wearing only a single piece of clothing on a freezing cold day, a black training robe with the Zhou Family Boxing logo printed on it. He was very imposing, and when one stood there, I knew this was a tough one.

Is this the current martial arts master? It was a little different from what Zhang Ye had imagined, mainly because he wasn't very good-looking. But when he thought of Rao Aimin's venomous and stingy image, Zhang Ye was immediately relieved. Compared with Lao Rao, these two masters Zhou Tianpeng and Chen Xi really looked like masters.

At this time, I heard Zhou Tianpeng say: "Everyone who has come from afar, welcome to this year's Chinese Martial Arts Exchange Conference. Before the conference officially begins, I have a good news to announce to everyone." After saying that, he looked at Chen Xi, Said: "Old Chen, can you tell me?"

Chen Xi, who was below, waved his hand and said with a smile: "You announce it."

Zhou Tianpeng said: "The special funds that the Chinese Martial Arts Association has been striving for from the country have finally been approved. The funds are quite large and involve various aspects, such as rebuilding the division, reimbursing travel expenses, and tax rebates for opening martial arts schools. They will all be used to support In the construction and protection of intangible cultural heritage in our Chinese martial arts community, as long as all martial arts schools are registered with the Chinese martial arts association, they can enjoy this financial subsidy. Even some martial arts boxing techniques that have not been passed down for a long time or have not been recorded can enjoy this financial subsidy. You can also submit it and we will review and approve it. If you really can’t pass it, it doesn’t matter, the subsidy will still be given, and it won’t be a penny less. If the Guoshu Association is not enough, our Zhou Family Boxing Martial Arts School will provide it!”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was a little excited!

"Are you rich?"

"That's great!"

"Finally approved!"

"This is a great event!"

"Yes, the country finally relented!"

"Master Zhou, how can I have the nerve to ask you to spend money too!"

Chen Xi smiled and added, "This matter was achieved through many efforts of Lao Zhou, me and the Chinese Martial Arts Association. It was not easy, especially Lao Zhou's great contribution. We met a few days ago. He said when the money was not enough, he would make up for it.”

The martial arts people below immediately expressed their thanks.

"Thank you, Master Chen!"

"Thank you, Master Zhou!"

"Sect Master Zhou, thank you!"

"Thank you for still thinking of us! It's really difficult to open a martial arts gym now, recruit apprentices, and leave a legacy! Not many young people can persevere!"

"Yes, everyone looks good, but in fact they are having a hard time!"

"Thank you!"

Zhou Tianpeng smiled and said, "We are all colleagues in the martial arts world and help each other. It should be right. Our Zhoujia Quan has a slightly higher income than many sects here, so we naturally have to shoulder this responsibility."

Except for some big sects that are deeply rooted in society, such as Zhoujiaquan, a major martial arts school with gyms all over the country, or sects such as Shaolin Temple that are well-known and even become tourist attractions, other small sects such as Huashan School The other big sects all have little income and are very poor, otherwise they wouldn’t have been beaten to a bloody head just for a meal yesterday. When Zhou Tianpeng comes out, even the small sects and casual cultivators have to accept his favor. !

Next, we officially enter the theme link.

According to the annual management, the opening is a display performance of each faction.

The first to go out were the disciples of the Huashan Sect. The Huashan Sect was not actually a big sect more than ten years ago. It was only when Chen Xi aspired to the position of Grandmaster that the Huashan Sect ushered in an explosive expansion. There are many disciples, and for this performance, they chose the sword formation!

More than a dozen Huashan disciples came out.

Take the stage.

Sword dance.

Well, it was supposed to be a beautiful scene, but something unexpected happened this year. Everyone was disappointed. Looking at the scene of a dozen wounded and lame Huashan disciples playing swordsmanship, many martial arts heroes below There is a grass and mud horse galloping past in people's hearts!

Then there was Shaolin Temple, where a monk with his head wrapped in gauze successfully performed Iron Head Kung Fu.

Then came the iron sand gate, where a disciple on crutches performed a set of iron sand palms on the spot.

Immediately, the wounded warriors of Kunlun Sect also appeared.

"ha!"

"Hey!"

"drink!"

"Bah!"

The brothers performed really hard, but an accident happened. A hero from the Kunlun Sect was beaten and his waist was twisted. He screamed and sat there unable to move. His brothers and sisters around him also Panicked, several people quickly came up and carried him down calmly. The performance of the Kunlun Sect had to be stopped. The disciples of the Kongtong Sect, who were behind them, also limped to the rescue and started the performance.

Zhang Ye rolled his eyes.

What a martial arts conference, it looks like a fucking earthquake relief donation site!

Suddenly, the crowd was in commotion!

"coming!"

"ah!"

"Look!"

"They're coming!"

No one is watching the performance anymore, their eyes are cast to the mountain road behind them!

Chen Xi looked solemn.

Zhou Tianpeng closed his eyes to rest his mind without opening them.

Chenchen looked over anxiously!

Zhang Ye and everyone also turned around!

There can only be one thing that can cause such a turn of heads - the people from the Bagua Sect have arrived!

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