Seeing the darkness outside the window disappear, Zhang Yang slowly stood up from meditation.

"Has the Nanwu Association officially begun?"

Watching the sun rise slowly, Chang Yang murmured to himself.

"Zhang Yang, open the door quickly, I'll pick you up!" Xia Xinyu's voice sounded outside the door.

As soon as the door opened, Zhang Yang felt helpless when he saw Xia Xinyu holding a large bag of things in his hand.

"Xinyu, you want to keep me to death. I can eat so much early in the morning."

Xia Xinyu put down all the big and small bags, then went to the kitchen to get a pair of chopsticks, and said while busy: "What if you can't beat others if you don't eat enough? Don't you eat well in normal times? You can't be hungry today."

Zhang Yang saw Xia Xinyu looking at him with a headache, "But there is too much, don't you think I'll finish it, right?"

"Well, it's delicious, let's finish it soon!" Xia Xinyu lit her little head and looked at Zhang Yang with a smile.

Just when Zhang Yang complained that it was the hardest to get the favor of the beauty, his good apprentice came.

"Master, I came here without eating breakfast. I'm moved!" Yao Fei shouted as he entered the door, looking very excited.

"What a good apprentice. Look, your master's wife just bought you a lot of food. You are not allowed to watch the battle until you finish eating!" Zhang Yang exuded the turtle aura as a master and ordered.

"Ah! There are so many delicious things, but the master's wife will love people!" Yao Fei excitedly flattered Xia Xinyu.

Xia Xinyu rolled her eyes and ignored him. Seeing that Zhang Yang really didn't want to eat, she couldn't force her.

As a result, Zhang Yang and Xia Xinyu stared at each other and saw that the food on the table decreased a little bit, and soon they all entered Yao Fei's stomach.

"Zhang Yang, do you think his father abused him? Otherwise, why are he so edible? At least he hasn't eaten for a week?" Xia Xinyu looked at Yao Fei blankly and asked in confusion.

Zhang Yang found that he really didn't understand the world. Is this still a second-generation official? This is simply a beggar who has been hungry for dozens of days in the slums!

"Master, what do you do? You eat it too. It's really delicious!" Yao Fei chewed it in big mouthfuls, and enthusiastically asked Zhang Yang to take a few bites, not checking if there was any on the table.

"Eat yours, we will go to the martial arts learning after eating!" Zhang Yang shouted angrily, is this what I want me to eat?

Yao Fei didn't care whether Zhang Yang was eating or not, and kept chewing with his big mouth, making Xia Xinyu next to him feel disgusted.

When Yao Fei had enough food and drink, and got a toothpick and started picking his teeth, Xia Xinyu finally broke out, "Are you still finished? If you don't leave, you will throw you out!"

Yao Fei looked at Xia Xinyu who was exploding blankly, and was a little puzzled, and thought to himself, "Is it because the master didn't satisfy her last night, or was it because his aunt came? Women are so difficult to deal with!"

Fortunately, Xia Xinyu didn't know what he was thinking, otherwise he wouldn't have thought of going out lively.

...

Today's martial arts association is very different from yesterday. Although there are still people coming and going, the atmosphere is much more serious.

There was a tense atmosphere in the air. The people coming and going were not wearing yesterday's suits and ties, but sportswear that was more convenient for activities. Some old people were wearing ancient costumes directly.

"Master, I'm so nervous! Why does it feel different from yesterday?" Yao Fei looked at no one talking, and also whispered to Zhang Yang.

"Yesterday was just a banquet, but today was deadly!" Zhang Yang didn't have much pressure and chuckled.

Several people found a random place to sit down and started waiting for the conference to begin.

All the banquet utensils from yesterday were removed, and a square ring about three meters high was erected in the square. I don’t know what materials were made of the ring, but it looked like a big iron piece was moved directly over. It seemed that martial arts masters were well prepared!

After a while, the entire square was already crowded with people, and it seemed that there were nearly 10,000 people. It seemed that this competition did attract many people.

Last time, Wang Hai said that there were only tens of thousands of warriors in the entire Southern Province, most of whom were the strength of getting started with the cultivation of the spirit. Almost no one who came to this conference had a small success than the cultivation of the spirit. It seems that almost all the warriors in the southern Province have come.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Yang saw some people sitting on the rostrum one after another, one of whom was Wang Zhongshan.

The crowd around was a little moved, and Zhang Yang probably understood the identities of these people when he heard their conversation.

There are a total of five martial artists who have achieved great success in Mingjin. They are the pillars of the entire martial arts world in Southern Province, and Wang Zhongshan is one of them.

Zhang Yang had never seen other people, and even with Wang Zhongshan, it was just a matter of meeting him.

The four people on the stage are all Ming Jin Dacheng's strength. It is said that the one who has not come has been in seclusion for many years, and even if it is life or death, the outside world is speculating.

Zhang Yang also saw Wang Hai. He was the host of this conference. It seems that Wang Zhongshan has high expectations for Wang Hai!

Although Wang Hairen was fat, he was a warrior who had perfect cultivation after all. He stepped onto the ring in a few steps and raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

"Everyone is the mainstay of the Southern Martial Arts. I won't say much about the rules of this conference. I believe you all understand it." Wang Hai said loudly, "I will say a few points in a brief manner. First, only warriors under the age of 40 are allowed to participate; second, because there are too many people, the strength of the martial artists participating in the competition must be above the level of training and training."

"Finally, what I want to say is, try not to die!" Wang Haidun continued: "Those who participate in the competition sit down in the red area on the left. You can choose your opponent, but the other party can refuse. If you refuse, it means you have abstained!"

"As for the rewards, I believe everyone has heard of them! The top ten are in cash of 50 million, the top three are in cash of 100 million, and one part of bone training potion is added to one part of the bone training potion, one percent of the shares of Tianchen Group, the champion of the martial arts competition, and three parts of bone training potion!" Wang Hai shouted loudly with some envy.

Zhang Yang heard from Zhou Yuan that this bone training potion is actually a medicinal material used to polish muscles and bones when he first learned martial arts. However, in order to prevent the secret recipe from leaking, it was directly made into a potion.

The warriors below were even more powerful this time. Not only those young warriors, but even some masters who seemed to have reached the Ming Dynasty could not suppress them.

Of course, what they care about is not how much money they have. These Mingjin masters are not short of money at all. What they care about is the bone training potion that Wang Hai mentioned.

You should know that people like Wang Zhongshan who stand at the peak of Southern Province have received no more than ten bone training potions in their lifetime. Needless to mention the Mingjin that they had made a breakthrough, it would be good to have one or two copies. Therefore, many masters only accept one or two disciples in their lifetime.

This time, the Southern Province actually took out five portions of medicinal herbs at a time. I have to say that the cost is too high.

On the rostrum, Old Man Zhang smiled, "Haha, I think there is anyone else who won't do anything this time. It seems that those old guys want to go on stage!"

"Of course they want to know that warriors who have polished their muscles and bones all have hopes of breaking through Mingjin. Who doesn't want to teach a Mingjin apprentice himself!" Wang Zhongshan said lightly. He spent all his life savings in order to train bones for his disciples.

"Haha, don't worry, watch it, someone will come later. I know there are still a few old guys who have closed disciples who haven't come, so they may not be able to sit still now." The president of the Wushu Society chuckled. In order to attract talents, they took out half of the Wushu Society's savings.

In recent years, they lost three consecutive times between the north and the south. The medicinal materials they had in stock were almost used up. If they could not win another game, it would be a question whether there would be Ming Jin in the southern martial arts world in decades.

Zhang Yang has never experienced these things, so he doesn’t understand these Mingjin warriors who are about to be crazy. In his opinion, no matter how expensive the bone training potion is, it shouldn’t cost so much. Is the top 1050 million not enough?

About ten minutes later, when the voices in the audience became weaker, Wang Hai spoke.

"Okay, those who want to participate in the competition are now required to sit in the red sè area on the left. Warriors who do not meet the requirements should not go there."

"Xinyu, you and Yao Fei are waiting here, don't run around, do you know?" Zhang Yang said with some concern. If he is not here, any warrior is not something they can deal with.

"I understand, aunt, you are so long-winded!" Xia Xinyuqiang smiled. She would not leave. She wanted to watch Zhang Yang kill all over the world and become famous!

The warriors were very neat in their work. In less than five minutes, almost five or six hundred people sat on the left.

Zhang Yang sighed a little. These five or six hundred people were all successful in practicing the strength or perfect in practicing the strength, but this was just the martial arts strength of the southern province, and there were not many warriors in other provinces.

"Only Mingjin is the real threshold for a martial arts master!" Zhang Yang sighed a little emotion.

There were nearly 10,000 warriors in the square, and no more than twenty Mingjin masters were available. This shows the status of Mingjin's strong man.

"Okay, we will give everyone a license plate later. Those who have personal grievances can go on stage to solve the problem. Those who are not called will randomly draw opponents."

After Wang Hai finished speaking, the staff of the Wushu Society quickly handed the license plate to everyone.

Zhang Yang looked at the 66 in his hand and was a little suspicious. Could it be that Wang Hai was trying to seek personal gain for him?

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