"Eh, isn't this Immortal Crane? Why isn't he dead yet?!" Turtle Hermit's answer was sharp, and it was obvious that he was a sworn enemy.
"Hmph, you're still the same. Your mouth is still so smelly.”Immortal Crane stroked the beard at the corner of his mouth and replied without showing any weakness,
"Aiya, I heard some jokes. Your disciple was quite active in the last Martial Arts Conference.”Crane Immortal paused for a moment, then looked up at Turtle Hermit and continued,"
"I brought my disciple here to show everyone what real martial arts are. Hehe, I'm really sorry. The champion will definitely be my disciple. You guys should go home as soon as possible to save yourself from embarrassment.”
"Hehe, are you joking? I've never heard such a funny thing.”
Turtle Hermit turned his head away, and then the two of them glared at each other. This was the rhythm of a fight. Everyone started to pull the fight apart…
"The Martial Arts Conference has officially begun. Friends who are participating in the competition, please gather…"
A horn broke the argument between the two old men. The two of them took a step back in tacit understanding.
"Hmph, I won't argue with you idiot. I'll watch the show during the competition!”
As he said that, he walked into the arena with his two disciples holding their heads high and chests out. He even turned around and made a throat-slashing gesture, which also aroused the anger of the crowd.
"Hmph, we'll see what happens in the competition. Now's not the time. Let's go and change our clothes.”
When everyone walked in, a figure suddenly entered. Zuo Hao's eyes wrinkled and he left silently.
"Why is he here? Sigh, you're really disobedient. You deserve to be beaten to death…Forget it, I'm your master.”
When they entered the venue ahead of time, they immediately saw Cilan wearing a hat. Feeling her master's angry glare, Xilan was terrified. He had come secretly, but he did not expect his master to be blocking the registration point. It wasn't easy for him to come in, but he was discovered?
Eh? Didn't notice me? Or did he acquiesce? Seeing Zuo Hao turn around and leave, he heaved a sigh of relief and returned to his previous cold demeanor.
The sword was meant for killing and was not suitable for this martial arts competition. Hmph, I must let Master see my hard work. Even if I don't use a sword, I'm still very powerful.
Tianjin Rice leaned against the wall as if he was resting. In fact, his three eyes were constantly scanning the area. The results of his scanning could be seen from his slightly curled lips.
Dumpling was like a wooden block standing at the side, his eyes lifeless. But in reality, he had been counting the ants on the ground…Suddenly, a pair of large feet stepped on the ants and killed them. It was him! Dumpling tugged at the Tianjin Rice.
"What are you doing here? Do you want to die?"
"Don't misunderstand! I'm not here for you. I'm here for him.”
The dumpling that Zuo Hao pointed at tilted its head, but it looked a little cute. Zuo Hao squatted down, and from behind…the dumpling floated directly behind Tianjin Rice. Tianjin Rice was also glaring angrily.
Zuo Hao took out a huge lollipop and said innocently,"
"I'm just here to ask this little friend for help…There's no need to be so vigilant.”
"Hmph, if it wasn't for the competition, you would have died. You should be glad.”
Tianjin Rice was very arrogant. Suddenly, Dumpling tugged at his clothes. The corner of his mouth twitched. Dumpling was drooling as he stared at Lollipop…
"Hmph, give me that!"
"Here!"
Zuo Hao smiled. He suddenly felt that these two guys were quite cute. Children were still children. But the next moment, the corners of his mouth froze.
"Alright, you can go now!"
F * ck, am I being played? But I have to be prepared.
"What are you looking at? I spared your life, but it's already…"
Seeing Zuo Hao take out two lollipops from his left and right, Tian Jin Fan gulped.
"I'll give them all to you. Later, we'll draw lots to split them into groups. As long as this dumpling brother can use his superpower to separate me, him…him…all of us will be fine. "Hmm, you should be able to see that these people are all stronger than the others.”
Zuo Hao pointed at five people in a row and left without looking back. Dumpling looked at the lollipop floating in the air in front of him. He looked at Tien Fan reluctantly until Tien Fan nodded and put it away.
" What a strong killing intent. He doesn't have much killing intent on him, but he has such killing intent. He's a genius. However, the champion this time is mine." Zuo Hao turned around and revealed his white teeth.
This year's Martial Arts Conference could be said to be the most powerful one since the beginning of the world's first martial arts conference. The previous champions, such as this black yoga master and this werewolf, were comparable to the early stage of Ming Jin, the same level as Bola.
"Do as he says first. I'll go tell Master.”
He actually knew about Dumpling's superpower. This was truly terrifying. No wonder he was Turtle Hermit's disciple. He had to remind his master. The more he thought about it, the scarier it became.
It was like when you practiced martial arts in the mountains and forests since you were young. In the end, once you left the mountain, your old enemy knew you like the back of his hand.
The result of the group competition was naturally a happy one, except for the fact that the Tianjin fans were even more hostile towards them. Xilan, Zuo Hao, Wukong, Ku Lin, Ya Mucha, Tien Jin Fan, Dumpling, and Cheng Long had successfully entered the top eight.
However, due to the large number of participants this time, the competition was in the evening. The Martial Arts Temple decided to start the quarter-finals the next day. Moreover, the number of visitors this time was even more packed.
When the Martial Arts Temple spread the news that not only the disciples of Turtle Hermit but also the disciples of Crane Immortal would participate in this year's Martial Arts Conference, the title of the number one Martial Arts Conference in the world was finally well-deserved.
During dinner, Immortal Crane brought his disciples over to cause trouble. In the end, one of them was an old schemer, while the other was an old scoundrel. It could be said that they were evenly matched. It could be said that the two of them had been like this for hundreds of years.
Immortal Crane was a petty person. During his apprenticeship, he had always thought that Wu Taidou was biased and that his hatred had accumulated, resulting in this situation where he was not a life-and-death enemy but was victorious. The dinner naturally ended unhappily.
The reason why they didn't fight was not because Zuo Hao wasn't around, but because Immortal Crane felt that he couldn't suppress Turtle Hermit and hoped that his disciple could. In order to gain some pride, he didn't fight.
"Looks like that person shouldn't be that damned old man's disciple. Tonight…Tianjin dinner!“
Immortal Crane gave Tien Jin Rice a look. The latter understood and retreated into the night. At this moment, Zuo Hao was completely unaware. He had just left Bu Ma's place and was strolling around the venue.
"I didn't expect her wish to be the sea of stars. Collect materials to write novels? How dangerous was the universe? Should I tell her? Besides, how could martialists be absent when taking risks? Singing in space? It was obviously funny. She actually believed that a rich young lady would be a substitute.”
Zuo Hao complained and suddenly laughed.
"This unrestrained personality, I really…like it. However, I have to work hard to cultivate. Otherwise, a small soldier in space can instantly kill me.”
Thinking about space, even if he wasn't powerful, just the little soldiers of Forza alone had a combat power of over a thousand, while he only had a combat power of a hundred.
"Cultivate, cultivate! Foolish mortals, set a small goal first, and make it the champion of this season. Consider it a greeting gift."
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