It was until five o'clock in the afternoon that the staff of a large group of organizing committees had cleaned up a field next to the collapsed ring and built a small podium.

Then, the awards for "the world's number one strong man" finally began with everyone's waiting.

On the podium, which is about half a meter long, there is a scarlet red carpet, which makes the crowd of onlookers look very familiar.

Even Zhang Wei, who was carrying the Daguan Knife and standing on the podium, actually felt inexplicably familiar.

It was not until several top leaders of the organizing committee walked towards him with several young ladies wearing cheongsams, high heels, and holding a plate in their hands.

Zhang Wei then realized: Isn’t this the award ceremony of sports games of various levels in China like this?

The only difference is that in the face of rush, the organizing committee did not have time to arrange the raised flagpole, so by the way, even the national anthem was not played.

In the following time, Zhang Wei first received the bright red gold stamping certificate from the head of Wudang Mountain, Master Li.

Then he lowered his head and asked Master Shi from Shaolin Temple to bring a gold-plated gold medal for himself.

Secondly, after shook hands with the big guys of the organizing committee one by one, Zhang Wei was completely trapped in an illusion: he was really on the field of a sports event.

But if you think about it carefully, there is really not much problem.

Not to mention that such a sect conference was the first time to create a world, even the oldest senior present had probably never seen any similar incidents.

Not to mention, there are any video materials that can provide reference for the organizing committee.

Maybe, at the heyday of the Jianghu Sects hundreds of years ago, the sect conference they held at that time was held in this way.

With this indescribable strange mood, a large group of people from the world who have grown up have waited for the link they are most looking forward to:

The opportunity to enter the eighth level after comprehending the situation was issued on the spot.

I saw Master Li from Wudang Mountain solemnly taking off a black sports backpack from behind. Zhang Wei, careful, found that the brand of the backpack was actually Li Ning's.

That’s right! This kind of domestic brand appeared in the sect conference of China, and that’s fine.

After the zipper of the backpack was unzipped by Master Li, he actually took out a nanmu box that looked a little old. Judging from the thick layer of patina on the box, it was at least a product from the Ming and Qing dynasties.

What was even more surprising was still behind. The senior executives of the digital organizing committee took out a piece of iron from their pockets.

He handed it to Master Li one by one. After Master Li combined it with a "kaka" and magically turned into a quaint and strange key.

After doing so much preparation, Master Li used this key to open the Nanmu box.

Finally, the things inside showed their true appearance: it was an ancient book with yellow color and no words or patterns on the cover.

After taking out the ancient book, Master Li handed it directly to Zhang Wei.

It is obvious that the opportunity about the eighth grade is hidden in this ancient book.

The high-level bosses of the organizing committee, such a big fanfare, made Zhang Wei, who did not actually value this opportunity, immediately took a twelve-pointed attitude.

He even wiped the sweat from the palms of his hands hard on his jeans, and then reached out to catch it.

After buying it, Zhang Wei immediately felt the difference between this ancient book; because he discovered that the material of the ancient book was not normal paper, and even leather was not.

It was mainly because it was only one centimeter thick and only dozens of pages of ancient books were bought, and Zhang Wei felt the amazing weight.

This guy weighed it casually and found that it was probably not five or six pounds; if such a small size was replaced with steel, it would be the weight.

In this way, Zhang Wei's interest became stronger.

Immediately, Zhang Wei stood on the podium and stuffed the bright red and gold-plated award certificate under his arm.

I plan to open this ancient book and take a look to see how magical it looks inside.

At this moment, Master Li from Wudang Mountain spoke:

"Young Master Zhang is calm. You can win the title of a strong man in the world by his twentieth age. I think he must be an extraordinary talent. But Old Master Rong said something more, and should he go back and find a better opportunity to see what to do?"

Master Li from Wudang Mountain is a great figure among the sects in the world who is comparable to the contemporary Tianshi Master of Longhu Mountain.

With such a big shot, Zhang Wei could only follow the rules; this guy opened his down jacket with a bright face and stuffed the rolled up ancient books into his inner bag.

Unexpectedly, he had just finished these actions.

Master Li took out two folded letter papers from his pocket and explained:

"There are detailed records about the origin of this opportunity and what happened during the period. I hope that this opportunity will be of some help to Zhang Shaoxia."

Zhang Wei naturally took down such an important thing quickly.

Then, he took the action of pulling off the down jacket just now and put the two letter papers in the inner bag together with the ancient book.

I have to say that Master Li's continuous actions have raised Zhang Wei's curiosity to the highest level.

So he chatted with the senior executives of the organizing committee for a while in awkward manner. When he could get out, he immediately met with his senior brother and others and walked towards the ice coffin where he lived before.

The reason for this is that the melon-eating crowd who refused to disperse for a long time at this moment looked at Zhang Wei with a terrifying look.

On the one hand, they have a very complicated mentality about the number one in the world who praises the new world; they are both admiring, envious, jealous, disdainful, etc.

More importantly, they were full of unspeakable desire for the ancient books collected in the bulging position under Zhang Wei's down jacket.

If there weren't so many senior brothers to accompany you, even Zhang Wei's courage would be a little guilty...

After hurriedly returning to the hotel, the senior brothers immediately alerted and defended the small hotel under the instructions of the senior brother.

Under such circumstances, Zhang Wei finally had a safe enough environment to study the good things that were warmed up in his arms.

Before looking through it carefully, Zhang Wei even became more careful.

He closed the windows in the room tightly and pulled all the curtains on him, and then sat on the bed with excitement and took out the probably.

Holding his breath, Zhang Wei turned on the cover of the ancient book and his eyes were almost glaring out.

On the ancient books that aroused his serious curiosity, there was just a word, a punctuation mark, and no pattern at all.

Zhang Wei, who did not believe in evil, read the heavy ancient books of the city page by page. The more he looked, the colder his heart became.

Because this ghost ancient book is simply a wordless book, with no content on it.

Damn! The old guys on the organizing committee threw out such a book that didn’t even have any content, and ended up making everyone’s brains almost come out. Isn’t that a cheating father?

For a moment, Zhang Wei started to complain wildly in his heart.

However, after complaining about the senior executives of the organizing committee, he finally remembered that there were several pages of instructions in the inner bag of the down jacket.
Chapter completed!