After entering, because I was in the list of low rankings, but barely a qualification, so arranged in the back seat.

At ten o'clock in the morning, two hundred practitioners came together, and the whole hall was full.

The host announced the opening, I sat behind the shoulder with my shoulder, in fact, the ears have been tugging.The main purpose of this Practitioner Conference is to choose the leader of the Chinese practice circle, the most promising is Zhu Qiang, but he did not return, it is said that in Southeast Asia deep mountain practice, so give up this competition, others have the opportunity.

Many people in many genres are eager to try, the host said that this Practitioner Conference, aimed at the same way, point to the end.More than 200 people are so into a regiment is not a rule, so the General Assembly set a rule, a gate can only send a representative, can only try once, after the loss of the entire school can not play again.

Those who are interested in competing for the leader of the practice circle can now go out to try.

For a moment and a half no one moved, and everyone was talking.I’m not in a hurry to see.

For a long time, someone stepped down and came to the middle of the hall, and he hugged his fist: "Xiaolin disciple Fang Gang, come to teach."

I opened my eyes slightly and looked at the past, a young man, in his twenties, as his name, just flesh.Short and clean.

Practicing people is actually a big concept, not only that you will catch ghosts and dream and jump big gods.Magic is only one aspect, martial arts is also a practice.In short, today can appear in these two hundred people, all kinds of styles and all kinds of strange people, people can not look the words here is absolutely true.

The organizing committee of the moderator's congress asked Fang Gang if you can represent the Shaolin faction.Fang just looked at an old monk, and the old monk nodded slightly.Fang Gang said, “I can represent.”

"If you lose, the whole Shaolin will not be eligible."The president said.

He nodded, “Understood.”

The host asked if anyone was just challenging.The voice fell, the ravens were silent, and no one came up for a moment.

The host pointed to the five chairs in front and said, "If there is no challenger, the Shaolin representative will just automatically enter the final five seats."This time, not only the leader will be selected, but also the four masters will be assisted.At present there are only five high places.”

Fang just hugged his fist and was about to sit up, when the crowd said, "I'm here to teach."

As soon as the voice fell, he stepped out of a thin man with all his white trousers and punched everyone: "The representative of the scornful."

The practitioners around me talked about it and said that a good meeting of practitioners would become a martial arts conference.

Fang Gang and the representative hugged each other, and then you came to me and fight.I looked at both of them, and the skill of the routine should still be on top of the two dragons.Fang Gang's fist was bold and wide, not heavy.And the clamorous part is all about the skill of the force, and the hand shape is dominated by the point and poking.

The two of them were also lively, and they were polite, and it really meant a bit of a while.

Everyone looked at it for a while, and began to coax, and the conversation grew louder.He said, “Brother, I’m sorry.”He waved his hands, grabbed the shoulder of the clamor, and threw himself out.

A few steps back, almost did not sit on the ground, and finally stabilized.This person is also a bachelor, holding the fist said: "Fang brother is really a man in the dragon, I am not as good as a person, lost."

The internal meeting of the practitioner is not a rogue fight, so many people in the same way look at it, lose, win, win, and set a judgment.

He said politely, “Congratulations.”

He said, "Shall sit down in the first chair, and below" and someone else said, "Wait a minute, I'll meet."

Another person came out in the crowd, a 40-year-old skinny boy with a octopic beard.I know very few practitioners, so I asked the people next to me who this is, and the big brother next to me said that this person is named Qiao Jianguo, who is Zhu Qiang's grandfather's top disciple.

I took a cold breath and he was my big brother.Zhu Qiang has several apprentices, in addition to me and Fu Shaowei, there are several brothers do not know, the teacher did not see them on that day, for Zhu Qiang's door I actually did not contact much.

Joe Jianguo, like a monkey, came to Fang Gang and hugged his fist and said, "I will meet you."

The host knows him: "Old Joe, are you representing the feast building?"

This said, the whole audience looked at Joe Jianguo, according to the rules, if Joe Jianguo fought, the rest of the banquet building will have no chance, including me and Fu Shaowei.

Qiao Jianguo coldly grunted: "I am the grandfather of Zhu's top door disciple, but also the second largest shareholder of the banquet building, naturally can represent the war."

He looked at him and said, "Son, come, let's go."

As soon as I heard it, I was in a hurry, if the old boy represented the war, then I could endure to be big and not qualified, from where to get such a bedbug, it is really a matter of man.I was about to take a chair and want to appear, just to listen to someone below who said, "Who gives you the power to represent the banquet building."

To get out of one person is rich and powerful.

Qiao Jianguo's face was red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Five brother, hurry back to sit down, don't let the peers who are present today look at our banquet floor jokes."

"I think you're a joke."Fu Shaowei said.

Qiao Jianguo's eyes were on fire, and the atmosphere of the scene was tense, "Teacher, you have to talk nonsense again, Mo Wei is the brother's cleaning door."

Fu Shaowei said, "Brother, our banquet building as the guest is not suitable for the beginning of the appearance, first let you all compete, we only grab the last seat how?"

With this said, the following people nodded their heads, and the heart and vision of Fu Shaowei were much stronger than this monkey's big brother.

Joe Jianguo's face twitched twice, snorted, and returned to his seat.

Fu Shaowei made a gesture, indicating that the party had just continued.Fang just hugged him and then walked to the first seat, sitting, no challenger appeared again.

The scene of these two hundred people are basically the elite of the elite, the other first do not say, the eye is placed here, what level, look at the heart of the pole scale, can not do people, do not have to compare and know.

With Fang Gang this bowl of wine at the bottom, the scene is lively, many people are eager to try to compare, there are self-aware, know that their own pie is not the material, do not embarrass the eyes, simply do not go down.

So so many people at the scene watched the lively, but there were rules, and there was no rogue scene of wheel war.Soon, three seats were seated.One is Shaolin representative Fang Gang, and another is the representative of the Northeast Jumping God, called Feng Ziwang, and the third is the representative of the eight generals.After He Nao appeared, no one fought with her, and she sat directly on one of the seats, estimating that everyone gave the eight faces.

And He Nao issued a statement that the eight families will have no interest in the leader, she just occupies a complementary position.

There are the last two seats, the competition is quite fierce, useful martial arts of the method, but after the first three rounds of comparison, there is not much to end.The rest of the people are the same as the meaning of Fu Shaowei, at first do not rush out, slowly wait and see the final force, there is a big style, stay in the end is basically the master.

At this time, a boy from Fujian was left on the field, and it is said that he could ask the three princes to pick up.I once met Uncle Hui, he is a three princely boy, and he did not come to the scene today.

The boy held his fist, just to say give, to sit on the fourth seat, only to listen to the lazy voice below: "Tiger does not take strength, really when I am a sick cat."To return the three princes, even if they bring the three princes to the true God, they must also give me a thin three-face.”

Why is this sound so familiar?I looked up and saw a big man walking out of the crowd.I held my breath almost immediately, and it was Zhang Hong!

Zhang Hong wearing a traditional black shirt, neck hanging Buddha card, feet pedaling sandals, left and right wrists have bracelets, the most eye-catching, is his hairstyle, into a big back, slippery water, it is estimated that the flies fall up have to slip.

He shook three steps down, and everyone looked at each other.The host asked, “Sir, look at some of your faces, who are you?”

“I’m a practitioner from Thailand, called Azanhong.Go to Southeast Asia and ask, for I am the great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-greatZhang Hong said.

The scene is like a pot, everyone is talking about it, the host frowned: "Mr. Azanhong, I am really sorry, today is our domestic practitioners' internal meeting, and you have no relationship."

"Fuck, I am a domestic practitioner, just follow the ghost king practice, I am still Chinese, my name is Zhang Hong."Zhang Hong said: "The teacher does not matter, the key is my root here, why am I not qualified?"Do you want to do the same?

The host said, "Then please check your information on the list."

Zhang Hong followed him to the organizing committee to check the list, I quickly took out the list to take out and look carefully, there is no Zhang Hong's name, otherwise I can know, it seems that he uses a pseudonym.

This is a hilarious, Zhang Hong even came back to compete for the leader of the practice circle, and he and I will also have a battle?