She's a real daughter and she's telling people's fortunes again

"Master, go to Nanshan Temple."

After getting in the car, Chen Pingan said.

"okay."

"Brother, are you also going to participate in the younger generation martial arts competition?"

The taxi driver was a talkative and enthusiastic person.

"A tournament for the younger generation?"

Chen Pingan seemed a little surprised, because he didn't know about this today. The reason why he went to Nanshan Temple was just to investigate. After all, he had to find out where the Dragon Burying Needle was hidden in Nanshan Temple first.

"So you don't know."

"Then you really went at the right time today."

"Because on this day every year, Anyang will hold a martial arts competition for the younger generation to select the best of the younger generation. It is said that the most outstanding Huayingwu from Jiangnan will also show up."

"Jiang Miao, you should know that although he has caused a lot of troubles recently, he is the only one who has won three championships in a row. If he hadn't had a falling out with the people of the Tianjian Sect during this period, maybe he would have won the championship in the future. It’s such a pity that he can become a strong man in Jiangnan.”

Jiangnan is different from other places. Martial arts here has a long history, so ordinary people are probably aware of the major events and big figures in the martial arts world.

"In this way, I went at the right time."

After learning about this, Chen Pingan nodded.

Afterwards, under the warm introduction of the driver, Chen Pingan arrived at Nanshan Temple.

And everything is just like what the elder brother said. Even though Nanshan Temple is very popular on weekdays, today's Nanshan Temple seems to be particularly lively. The children of Jiangnan's powerful forces can be seen everywhere, as well as some young people of the famous generation in Jiangnan.

Moreover, there is a registration office at the entrance of Nanshan Temple, so anyone who wants to participate in today's competition must register here.

"Let's let one let, let one let!"

"Hong An, the son of the Hong family, has arrived!"

"The son of the Ruan family, Ruan Mingyue, has arrived!"

"Fen Peng, the seventh-generation disciple of the Huode Sect, has arrived!"

"Ming Wen Bin, the seventh generation disciple of Tianjian Sect, has arrived!"

"Song Chufeng, the seventh generation senior sister of the Qingluan Sect, has arrived!"

Just when Chen Ping'an was about to go in, a loud noise suddenly came from behind.

After hearing these names, those who came to Nanshan Temple to watch the battle had different expressions on their faces!

Some of the contestants looked fearful, some looked admiring, and some looked disdainful.

The expressions of those who were not contestants were even more exciting, especially the girls, who couldn't help but scream.

"Master Hong is so handsome!"

"Master Ruan is the most handsome, okay?!"

"The competition between men is not about handsomeness, but strength. Isn't Fen Peng much stronger than the two of them?"

"That's not necessarily true. If it's a comparison of strength, Ming Wenbin would be the most powerful one!"

"Stop arguing. Jiang Mi won't come to participate this year. The champion must be Senior Sister Song Chufeng! Senior Sister Song is not only powerful, but she's also not pretty. She is so enviable!"

"That's not necessarily the case! The disciples of Leader Hua will also participate, so it's not certain who will be the champion!"

Hearing the screams of these people, Chen Ping'an felt dumbfounded.

For some reason, the children of these big families are more like celebrity idols than masters.

"If you don't sign up to participate, please give in."

At this moment, a man with a height of over 1.7 meters, an exceptionally tall and well-proportioned figure, with a ponytail and an indifferent expression, was wearing a long cyan skirt, embroidered with pink phoenix embellishments. His oval face and facial features were extremely delicate, making people look at him at a glance. It's hard to forget that the beauty who truly captivated the country said to Chen Ping'an.

"Hey, hey, hey! Can you please grow your eyes and don't block Senior Sister Song's way!"

"That's right, if you don't want to compete, get out of the way. Don't stand there and delay things!"

Before Chen Ping'an could speak, the 'fans' of Song Chufeng, the seventh-generation senior sister of the Qingluan Sect, began to clamor.

"Sorry, I didn't notice."

Chen Pingan ignored the words of those fans, but responded politely and then got out of the way.

"I'm sorry those people caused you trouble."

Song Chufeng nodded slightly and then walked straight to the registration office.

"Although his temperament is a little colder, he is still better than those who have higher eyesight."

Chen Pingan looked at Song Chufeng's back and murmured softly.

As Chen Ping'an made way, other descendants of famous families also went to sign up.

As for Chen Pingan, he has no plans to participate at all.

Because the reason he came here today was not to make a name for himself in this martial arts tournament, but to investigate the whereabouts of some Dragon Burying Needles first, he did not want to create unnecessary trouble for himself, nor did he want to waste his time.