C12 The Martial Arts Conference Was Full of Young Men and Women

When Yue Fei heard this, he knew that this was the number one gang in the world, the best in the world, who had lived for hundreds of years and had done justice for their country and their people. He felt overwhelmed by the righteousness of this world, and then he thought that it would be immoral of him to follow and eavesdrop on the dialogue of the righteous gang. Therefore, Yue Fei quietly left the temple and returned to Mr. Liu's house to rest.

The next day, Yue Fei woke up early in the morning. He didn't practice martial arts except to meditate in the courtyard. He was afraid that his movements would affect his father and daughter; in fact, Ying'er had also woken up early to get busy for breakfast. As the sun rose over the horizon, Yue Fei and Ying'er had already finished their breakfast. Yue Fei thought to himself: If it weren't for last night's conversation, he would have really wanted to go home, but since he had already heard it, he also wanted to go to the Martial Arts Competition and have a look. Thus, under Ying'er's urging, he half-heartedly followed Ying'er to the temple fair.

In short, Ying'er and Yue Fei happily came to the market, especially Ying'er, who was extremely happy to be accompanied by Brother Yue, who had been dreaming day and night. In short, Ying'er and Yue Fei happily came to the market, especially Ying'er, who was extremely happy to be accompanied by Brother Yue, who had been dreaming day and night. They walked all the way to see; all the way to play; all the way to laugh; all the way to praise.

The ones watching, playing, and laughing were Yue Fei and Ying'er, and the ones laughing were the tourists on the street: "Cough! The two of them are a perfect couple, the man is like a jade sculpture of King Kong, and the woman is like a fairy descending from the moon palace. Hearing these words, Ying'er felt like she had drunk a glass of sophora honey in June. Not only was it beautiful, but it was also sweet. Yue Fei's face was also boiling hot, and the tip of his nose was sweating from time to time.

As they walked, they saw that Ying'er had walked to a shop selling paper umbrellas, and in her hands was a flowery umbrella. On the surface of the parasol, there were two butterflies in pursuit, dancing in the midst of the flowers, and next to the flowers, there was a clear stream, and on the surface of the stream, two lovebirds were floating in the water. Around the surface of the brook, there was a doggerel: "The Cloud Umbrella covers the red mud, and the wind and the rain; When the butterflies flow, the lovebirds cry." "When Yue Fei saw that Ying'er loved it, he asked for the price and bought the parachute to send to her.

Then, they continued to stroll on horseback. According to the people who were at the temple fair, the most lively place was the fool's temple. In the Taihang Mountains, there were more than ten temples of different sizes. These temples were built to commemorate the time when the Young Master started digging up the second mountain of the King's House, to benefit his descendants.

It was said that this year was a ten-year grand sacrifice, and this foolish temple was rather large, there were many people who rushed the temple fair. In order to attract the world's martial artists, the Beggar Gang held a martial arts conference on the day of the temple fair to discuss the matter of expelling the Golden Tarantula. It was a pity that the imperial government of the Great Song Dynasty ignored it and paid homage to a small country like Jiuzhen. However, the Kingdom of Jin was like an eagle that was not satisfied with its food. The more it fed, the greater its appetite, and the more it raised its troops to invade, and the more people complained.

In order to appease the wrath of the people and give the imperial court a "peace" scene, Song Huizong ordered Marshal Zongze to lead troops to fight against the Golden Soldiers. The reinforcements and grain that could lead troops to war were like the stars and the moon in the sky and were unreachable. Yue Fei knew that what the Beggar Gang was discussing was a matter of national importance, so he had to go and see what was going on.

By the time Yue Fei and Ying'er arrived at the temple, the plaza in front of the temple was already packed with people. On the earthen platform where the mountain was naturally formed, the flags of the various sects and clans had already been hung. Following the voice, an old monk with a head full of curses and eyes like lightning walked to the Shaolin Flag in front of the stage, and a line of disciples sat down.

The host then shouted, "The sect leader of the Kongtong Sect, Grandmaster Jue Chen, has arrived!" Jue Chen was the new sect head of the Kongtong Sect. He was in his fifties, wearing a grey robe and a dual tailed Daoist hat. He was holding onto the pagoda and was escorted by his disciples to greet the sect head before sitting down under his banner.

Then the master of the house shouted, "Great hero of Mount Tai's invincible Menluo Pavilion has arrived!" Great hero Lu was tall and big. He stood up like a half-black tower and sat down under the flag with his two younger brothers, Lu Zhenggang and Lu Zhengjie. These three men were known as the "three prodigies of Mount Tai".

"The Sect Leader of the Free and Unrestrained Sect, Plum Blademaster, has arrived!" Following the host elder's shout, a female hero appeared in front of everyone. The leader of the group was the Free and Unrestrained Sect's leader, Mei Jian. Bamboo Sword and the others followed closely behind her, forming a beautiful scenery of the Martial Forest Conference.

"The head of the Emei Faction has arrived without a teacher!" Following the shout, a group of nuns walked up the stage, led by a nun. She was thirty-six or seven years old, dressed in Buddhist clothes, but she still couldn't hide her enchanting figure and beautiful temperament. This nun, on the other hand, didn't have a teacher.

"The Sect Leader of the Tang Sect, Tang Wanqiu, has arrived!" The leader of the Tang Sect in Sichuan was a young man, Tang Wanqiu, and was also one of the most outstanding youths. He was dressed in martial arts inherited from his father, and his 24 quincuncial darts had reached perfection.

"The Sect Leader of the True Supreme Sect, Wang Zhong Yang, has arrived!" He was dressed in a black daoist robe embroidered with seven stars. He did not wear a Daoist crown, and his hair was short like a bull's, while his hair was tied around his head. He sat next to the Free and Unrestrained Faction, saluted to the person opposite him and then sat down.

"Lady Bai Ling, the fifth leader of the Taihu Island, has arrived!" A woman in her twenties, with a face like a blemish and body as light as a swallow, walked up to the front of the stage. Behind her was a charming little sister, whose beauty surpassed her big sister, Bai Ling.

"Peach Blossom Island's Island Lord Huang has arrived!" Following the shout, a young man walked to the front of the stage. He did not walk towards the place under his flag, but walked straight to the empty seat beside White Coin and sat down.

"Plum Blossom Fist Grandmaster — the Karakorum sect's leader, Sima Yanan, has arrived!" Sima Yan was the direct descendant of the master of Plum Blossom Fu, Dongfang Li. The 'Beggar' Gang was a hundred year old gang, and they did their work meticulously, making it impossible for others to find fault with them. Even the small gangs and gangs in the martial arts forest of the Central Plains had their places here.

After everyone had taken their seats, the law enforcement elder, Dongfang Rui, walked to the front of the stage and spoke loudly: "All the heroes in the world, may I ask you a question? My gang has lasted for hundreds of years, and there are tens of thousands of us.

After pausing for a moment, he continued, "The heroes of the world, I want to tell everyone that the fact that there are tens of thousands of people in the Beggar Gang is because their disciples are born into poverty, that they are destined to live under thousands of families, that they live under tens of thousands of families and hundreds of millions of families. Now, the wolves are in charge of the road, the gold men are arrogant, the imperial court is impotent, and the country is doomed. Today, we have invited all the heroes of the world to come and discuss the grand plan to expel Jindal. Now that everyone has come to our place, we will certainly do our best to help the landlord. We have important matters to attend to for Clan Leader Hong, and he will be here in a few minutes, so I would like to invite all of you to give him some thought and to come up with a plan to expel him. According to secret reports from the disciples of the Beggar Gang, although Marshal Zongze was fighting in the front, how could he resist? The Golden Man used the method of 'Yellow Wolf Steals the Chicken' to harass one place and flee another place. The imperial government did not send any reinforcements to Marshal Zong, and the food was self-sufficient. In the long run, we could all become slaves of our countries. "

Every single one of Dongfang Rui's words was reasonable, making all the martial artists feel excited. They shouted: "Expulsion of the barbarians, return my home!"

At this time, the Sect Leader of Mount Tai, Lu Zhengguo, stood up and said, "Everyone, let us share the same opinion. Today, the Beggar Gang has gathered everyone to discuss the expulsion of the barbarians, and it is our duty. However, I would like to ask: 'Men do not leave without a head, and birds do not leave without a head.' Even if we come out with a big plan, who will lead us and become our leader?"

"Great Hero Lu is right, we don't need to discuss any big plans to eliminate Jinta. As long as we have a leader, we will follow him. I think Shaolin is the best mountain in the martial arts world, so let's just let Shaolin take the lead!" The Tang Sect's Tang Wanqiu spoke bluntly.

"Amitabha!" "Fellow martial artists, how could the Shaolin Faction dare to lead the Martial Arts Faction? From the perspective of the poor monk, the Beggar Gang is a major gang in the Martial Arts Faction, and they are also the sponsors of this Hero Invitation. They should be led by the Beggar Gang." Abbot Shaolin shouted.

At this time, a voice that didn't seem like a smile came from below the stage. A well-dressed middle-aged man and a man dressed in green came up to the stage, waved his fan, and said haughtily: "If you guys keep pushing this around, then you might as well have a martial arts competition. Whoever has the highest martial arts will be the leader of the Martial Forest Association. "I am Ouyang Ruo from the White Camel Mountain, I have the pleasure of meeting the Central Plains Martial Arts Lin. I am willing to experience the Central Plains Martial Arts." As he finished, he held the folding fan in front of his chest, looking down on everyone else, as if he was disdainful of everyone else.

The Lancang Sword Sect's Sect Leader, Shui Wuhen, has a fiery temper, he has never seen such an arrogant young man. He slapped the table and said, "Where did this unknown person come from, how dare he spout nonsense here, today is a discussion meeting, not a martial arts competition, whether or not Central Plains Martial Arts Lin chooses the Martial Alliance Master, what does it have to do with your Western Regions? Where are you from? "F * ck off."

The arrogant Ouyang Rui glanced at Shui Wuhen and said, "What's wrong?" "You're scared!"

These provocative words caused Shui Wuhen, who had been the Sect Leader of the Lancang Sword Sect for decades, to be incensed. He stormed over and said, "Brat, if I don't teach you a lesson today, you would think that the Central Plains martial arts Lin is incompetent." Finished speaking, he brandished the sword in his hand and thrusted the "Ice Aura" towards Ouyang Rui's chest.

What a proud and disrespectful Ouyang Rui. With a "pay respects to the Big Dipper" move, he folded his steel fan and blocked Shui Wuhen's long sword. Shui Wuhen withdrew his sword and turned around, stepping in the "palace" position. He then used "Retreat and slip away", and followed with "Solitary Phoenix Zhaoyang", thrusting towards Ouyang Rui's throat from the bottom to the top. His sword was as fast as a shooting star, so fast that many of the experts present could not see the path clearly.

With two loud 'clang' and 'puchi' sounds, everyone thought that Ouyang Rui would definitely die a violent death. Everyone loudly shouted, "Good!" When everyone focused their eyes, they did not expect "Dang lang" to be the sound of Shui Wuhen's sword breaking into two. "Puchi" was Ouyang Rui's fan stabbing into Shui Wuhen's right shoulder blade.

This was true: "Calm is the cause of chaos in the martial arts world. A righteous recluse cannot rest easily. The martial arts gathering will produce new branches, and dragons will fly and peng will be carried away by the youngsters."