Yama arrives

"Director Hua! I have a certificate, you know that." Du Yun winked at Hua Xueyue.

The latter nodded: "This is the head of the Du Sect. When the sect was established, it reported the nature of the sect. It mainly sells pills, and has obtained the corresponding certificates."

"This is a misunderstanding. Everyone is gone. The Martial Arts Tournament is about to start. Are you all ready?"

As soon as Hua Xueyue appeared, the farce ended.

The people in Qianyaotang were unwilling, and stared at Du Yun fiercely before leaving.

When the crowd dispersed, Hua Xueyue called Du Yun aside alone: ​​"Don't cause trouble, okay, if your identity is exposed, we both will be punished."

"It's not that you are in charge of the place, afraid of a hammer. That's right! You help me clean up Da Zhuang first, the kid's wings are stiff, and Li Da, beat him up together."

Hua Xueyue rolled her eyes, changed the subject, and said, "What is your purpose for participating in the Jiangbei Martial Arts Conference? Don't you want to win the Jiangbei championship and then go to the national competition?"

"National competition? What the hell?" Du Yun had no idea.

Hua Xueyue was speechless for a while, she really couldn't figure out the man in front of her, she felt very nervous.

"In recent years, the National Martial Arts Conference is held every year by the Supernatural General Administration. First, each province competes and selects the champion sects. Then these champion sects are unified in the finals in the capital. The sect that wins the first place will receive generous rewards. His disciples will also be valued by the Supernatural Bureau and included in the talent pool." Hua Xueyue explained.

Du Yun really didn't know about this, but now he knows and is interested.

"I won't tell you anymore, it's time for the Martial Arts Conference, so don't make any trouble." Hua Xueyue looked at her watch and left in a hurry.

One minute later, she stood on the judges' seat and shouted with a loudspeaker: "Dear friends from Jiangbei Province, this Martial Arts Conference has officially started. Each sect can send three disciples to participate, and the winner represents the The martial art won the championship and will be entered into the database, waiting for the notification to go to the capital to participate in the international competition."

When it comes to the international competition, the crowd is boiling.

However, since the opening of the National Martial Arts Conference, Jiangbei Province's sect has not yet made it into the top ten in international competitions, let alone won the championship.

But there is always a dream, otherwise what is the difference with salted fish.

After briefly introducing the rules of the competition, Hua Xueyue announced the official start of the competition. A 40-year-old man with a flat head jumped onto the ring first, cupped his fists and said, "I'm going to ask everyone for advice from Zhou Ming, a disciple of Baisnake Fist."

"Heavenly Knife Gate Zhao Feng is here."

Two people have already come to the stage, and the disciples of other sects can only suppress their eagerness to move and watch the competition quietly.

As soon as they entered the field, the two used their nirvana, and the fight was in full swing.

Du Yun was not in a hurry to go out first, so he borrowed a bench from Hua Xueyue and sat beside him. The four beauties squeezed his shoulders and beat their backs for him, envious of others.

Chapter 294 A Blockbuster

"I'll go! That kid doesn't have anything to do with the Supernatural Bureau, does he? Why does he have special treatment?"

"Selling pills like cabbage, how can you not have a big backer? The disciples of Mingyue Tower listen to the order. If you meet the head of the Du clan in the ring, you must not cause conflicts. Just go as far as you want."

"This year's Jiangbei Provincial Martial Arts Conference is something to watch."

When the crowd was discussing Du Yun, he was searching the prices of various sports cars on his mobile phone, thinking about which one to buy.

Soon, the competition between Zhou Ming of the Hundred Snake Fist and Zhao Feng of the Heavenly Sword Sect ended. Zhou Ming easily won the first fight, which caused cheers and screams from the disciples of the Hundred Snake Fist in the audience.

The International Martial Arts Conference has relatively loose age restrictions for participating members, as long as they are monks under the age of 60, they can participate.Because after the age of 60, there is no talent to be tapped in martial arts, so the General Bureau of Spiritual Oddities does not want to spend any more resources on training.

As soon as Zhao Feng left the stage, Zhao Qirui entered.

The old man was beaten up by Du Yun last night, and his injuries have not yet healed, but there are few martial arts sects in Jiangbei Province, and there are even fewer outstanding disciples in each sect.

Zhou Ming of Bai Snake Fist had a dignified expression. Everyone was from Jiangbei and knew each other well.Then Zhao Qirui has stepped into the pinnacle of psychic psychics, and may break through to the spirit transformation state at any time, but he is still on the seventh level of psychic psychics, so his chances of winning are slim.

"Are you going to admit defeat automatically, or will I hang you in public?" Zhao Qirui said arrogantly.

Zhou Ming's face turned red, and he punched angrily: "Stop talking nonsense! It's not certain who will win the battle."

Facing the fierce punch, Zhao Qirui sneered all over his face: "Hmph! Don't hit the south wall and don't look back, watch the sword!"

Swish!

The long sword pierced the air.

A violent wind whipped up, breaking Zhou Ming's fist in an instant, and Yu Wei knocked him into the air.

The difference in realm between the two is two small levels, and the difference in spiritual power is huge. Zhou Ming is no match at all.

One move to defeat the enemy.

Cheers from the disciples of the Heavenly Knife Sect sounded around.

There was no one in the Hundred Snake Fist anymore, and no one was Zhao Qirui's opponent.

A big sect was eliminated in this way. It can be seen that the progress of this martial arts conference is quite fast.

After fighting for more than half an hour, eleven sects have been eliminated one after another. Zhao Qirui was injured and sick, and he had been fighting fiercely. In the end, he was exhausted and was defeated by an elder at the peak of psychics in Mingyuelou.

Seeing this, Du Yun had already lost his patience. After fighting for a long time, he didn't even show up as a master of the Spirit Transformation Realm. A contest of this level is really meaningless.

Take a leap.

Du Yun jumped onto the ring.

His appearance caused an uproar, and the young hero who sold pills as cabbage appeared on the stage. Since there are so many pills to assist in cultivation, I believe his strength will not be bad.

"This little grandson is finally on the stage. I can finally see him being hanged and beaten. I'm so excited!" In the judges' seat, Da Zhuang immediately regained his spirits.

Hua Xueyue rolled her eyes straight away, and then looked at Da Zhuang with sympathetic eyes, as if she had seen his miserable life afterwards.

"Young hero, come on!"

"The head of Dumen is mighty!"

Take people short, eat people short mouth.

Many monks outside the court had benefited from Du Yun, so they cheered him on at this time.The four beauties were also cheering and cheering, and they even danced cheerleading. Their sexy and charming appearance made everyone's eyes shine.

"Mingyue Tower Elder Sun Bing, please advise."

Before going on stage, the head of Mingyue Tower had specifically explained that if he met the head of the Du family, there must be no conflicts, so Sun Bing was very kind on the stage.

Du Yun cupped his fists in return, then stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "You are not my opponent, I advise you to retire."

Sun Bing was dissatisfied and felt that Du Yun was a little arrogant. He hid his anger in his heart and said calmly, "The Martial Arts Conference is mainly about exchanging ideas, and the purpose is self-improvement. Winning or losing is not important. I also ask the leader of Du Sect to enlighten me."

"If that's the case, then it's a sin."

The words fall.