Arriving in the Capital, A Great Battle Is About to Begin!
A storm was brewing in the martial arts world.
While everyone was preparing for the upcoming challenge.
In the dojo far away in the small village of Xishuangbanna.
However, it was as calm as usual.
Outside the dojo.
The number of new in-name disciples had increased to thirty-five.
The head disciple of the dojo was training them.
Shen Fei lay on the rattan chair with a satisfied expression.
He looked forward to the future of Chinese martial arts.
"Master!"
A sudden exclamation pulled him back from his dream.
Shen Fei looked in the direction of the voice.
He found that the people from the mushroom house were rushing towards him.
"What's wrong? Why did you make such a big fuss?"
Shen Fei looked at the panting crowd and his lazy face was filled with curiosity.
"Master, do you know about the incident on the Internet?”
"Are you talking about the WFC challenge?”
The moment Zhang Zifeng's words came out, Shen Fei immediately knew their purpose for coming.
"That's right. Master, why don't you look anxious at all?"
"What's the hurry?"
Shen Fei curled his lips and found a comfortable position to lie down.
"Head Shen, they are challenging our Chinese martial arts world!”
"Yes, yes!"
"So what?"
"Um."
Huang He and his parents were at a loss about Shen Fei's indifferent attitude.
They originally wanted to persuade Shen Fei to come out of the mountain.
With him, the WFC would definitely return in defeat.
Everyone in the mushroom house had blind confidence in Shen Fei.
Of course, they did not know how powerful the WFC was.
"Master, isn't our dojo going to promote Chinese martial arts? This is a great opportunity!”
"That's right, that's right. Brother Head, I saw that they were very arrogant on the Internet!”
Under the continuous persuasion of the crowd, Shen Fei finally sat up.
"Zi Feng, I know that all of you want to protect this honor.”
"This is indeed a great opportunity, but it's not an opportunity to promote martial arts. It's an opportunity for the people to recognize the truth!”
"Understand the truth?"
"Yes, the Chinese martial arts nowadays have long lost their ancient charm. They use ancient martial arts as a cover to do some profit-making business.”
" But they have to be coated with a layer of invincibility. Such a national pride that is like a castle in the air will one day shatter the self-esteem of the people.”
"It's good for everyone to take advantage of the fact that the building is not high yet!”
After listening to Shen Fei's explanation, everyone fell into deep thought.
"Head Shen, do you think that we will definitely lose?”
"Definitely!"
Shen Fei seemed to have thought of something and shook his head with a smile.
He muttered in a voice that only he could hear,"Unless they can come forward ~"
"Master, are we just going to let the Americans sweep through the martial arts world?”
When Zhang Zifeng thought of that scene, he was furious.
"I didn't fall, so what's the point of sweeping ~"
Shen Fei's indifferent words seemed to have planted a stabilizing needle in everyone's hearts.
"Master, what do you mean?"
"Even if we want to stand out now, they won't let us!”
"Why?"
"Although these sects outside have almost forgotten their real martial arts, they are good at sticking to the rules."
"Unorthodox methods without a sect have never been recognized by them.”
"In the eyes of those big sects, our dojo is just like this.”
"Even if we want to stand out, they will join forces to boycott us. So, do what you have to do."
After saying that, Shen Fei lay back down on the rattan chair.
He closed his eyes and focused, ignoring everyone else.
Huang He and his parents looked at each other.
She still did not fully understand what Shen Fei said.
It seemed to make sense, but the height of the platform was different, so the scenery was different.
They were destined to be unable to understand Shen Fei's state of mind.
Finally.
Under the watchful eyes of the entire world.
The WFC's private plane arrived at Yanjing International Airport.
Thousands of reporters from all over the world were already waiting outside the airport.
The moment everyone appeared, it was as if a flood had encountered a breach in a dike, and they instantly swarmed forward.
The hundred-man team was instantly surrounded.
He didn't give them a chance to interview him.
Everyone squeezed through the crowd and took a car to the hotel they were staying at.
They needed to conserve their energy. They did not underestimate the mysterious eastern countries at all.
Obviously, everyone had seen the video of Lauren and Yifei.
Lauren could only be ranked in the top 50.
However, his opponent was just an ordinary girl who looked weak and boneless.
What kind of experts would they face next? These unknown things made these bloodthirsty beasts extremely excited.
Penguin, Youku, Heart Wave, and other major media outlets, as well as well-known foreign websites, all organized their own live broadcast teams.
He waited outside the tavern where everyone was staying.
At this moment, the eyes of the world gathered on this place.
At the same time.
After the WFC arrived in Beijing, the Chinese Martial Arts Association also took action.
At the same time, he sent someone to contact the WFC to discuss the next challenge process.
At the same time, he informed the various sects to get ready.
A storm was coming.
Even if it was a local war, there were hundreds of millions of people supporting it.
However, as everyone's understanding of the WFC deepened.
A different kind of oppression gradually enveloped the heads of many ancient martial arts sects.
Shaolin Temple.
The ancient temple that was originally filled with incense and endless interviews.
Recently, he had also closed his doors to all visitors and was focused on preparing for the upcoming challenge.
"Hui Kong, what did the higher-ups say?"
The abbot's expression was somewhat uneasy, and his gaze towards Hui Kong was filled with anticipation.
"The higher-ups said that you guys should handle this small matter yourself."
It was a plain sentence.
In an instant, the abbot's dream was dashed.
Seeing the dejection on the latter's face, Hui Kong was a little curious.
"I've never seen you look so guilty. Are these people really that strong?”
Hearing Hui Kong's words, the abbot couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"I didn't think it was a big deal in the past, but the Martial Arts Association showed me their competition videos.”
"How is that an arena? It's simply a colosseum. The moves are simple and direct, and each move kills!”
"Is that so?"
Hearing the abbot's description, a hint of anticipation and bloodthirst rose on Hui Kong's face.
......
Three days later, in the morning, the sky was clear.
The air in Beijing was surprisingly good.
The media personnel waiting outside the tavern had already been stationed outside the tavern for more than 70 hours.
No matter how good his patience was, it was about to run out.
"It's out, it's out!"
Someone exclaimed.
The sleepy reporters were instantly revived.
Outside the tavern, a group of people in WFC combat suits quietly appeared in front of the camera.
He wanted to get close to the interview, but he was still mercilessly blocked by the security guards.
But this time, the leader responded.
"This time, we have given the Chinese martial arts world enough respect.”
" We've invited all the top 100 WFC members. They're looking forward to the upcoming challenge.”
"I hope this magical land won't disappoint us!”
With just a few words, the audience who knew the WFC was boiling with excitement.
All the members in the top hundred were equivalent to fighting grandmasters from all over the world.
For martial arts enthusiasts, this would be an unprecedented event.
"May I ask where your first target will be?”
Hearing the questions from the reporters.
The leader grinned.
"Naturally, it's the Chinese Martial Arts Association!”
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