I'm sanctified in the real world

Chapter 132 Meeting and Misery
the next day.

morning.

Haizhou City.

In front of the Fuhai Provincial Martial Arts Association.

Just like the day when the Martial Arts Forum started.

The gate, which was relatively popular in the past, is extremely deserted today.

The reason is because there is a sign at the bottom of the door ladder.

【Not open to the public today】

And in the hall of the association.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of the martial arts meeting that day.

The people present today are no more than ten fingers.

As the chairman's assistant, Zhou Qiming is temporarily in charge of handling the duties of the association's chairman.

The closed disciple of the Sect Master of Lizong, Zhao Zhenfeng.

The son of the suzerain of Lizong, Xiang Ji.

In Haizhou City, there are the three most powerful and powerful martial arts schools.

Flying Fish Gym, Kong Ming Gym, and Turtle Fist Gym, the three masters of the martial arts gym.

And the entourage of the owner of Kongming Boxing Gym.

Zhao Zhenfeng stood in the middle of the hall.

Zhou Qiming, who still had a poker face, stood quietly behind him.

The most eye-catching one is Xiang Ji.

He just walked through the gate of hell yesterday, his head was covered with gauze.

His eyes were full of undisguised malice, and he scanned back and forth on the people from the three martial arts schools.

At the same time, the facial features on the face twitched indirectly as if uncontrollably.

Regarding what happened yesterday,

The three martial arts masters know it well.

They are all old Jiang Hu, and they still look calm and composed when facing Xiang Yao's malicious gaze.

"I'm Qi Ming, it's a pleasure to meet you."

The owner of the Kongming Boxing Gym took a step forward and bowed his arms towards Zhao Zhenfeng.

Facing Lizong and Lizong, he was neither humble nor overbearing.

In terms of status, he is the owner of the martial arts gym.

Although the powerful sect is powerful, the disciples are strong.

But it doesn't make him cringe.

"Hehehe."

"I've heard the name of Lizong for a long time, but I saw you today, the two are indeed young talents."

Talking old-fashioned,
It was beside Zhao Kongming, a short old man with white beard and hair, old and loose skin.

His name is Li Hengkong.

He is the second owner of Kongming Boxing Gym.

He is a direct disciple of the Kong Mingquan founder.

It is more than one hundred years old.

Back then, in the entire Haizhou City, no, it should be said that the entire Fuhai Province was an existence that was invincible all over the world.

Moreover, in the world of martial arts, there are very few fighters who can retire smoothly as they get older.

For so many years, Li Hengkong has been living in seclusion in the mountains and forests near Haizhou City, living a life like a wild crane in the clouds.

Perhaps it was the healthy living habits that allowed him to live until his early [-]s.

It is also when the end of life is about to come, and the high tide comes, and he becomes a person with a sense of qi.

just,

After becoming a gas sensor.

Li Hengkong did not choose to return to the arena.

Instead, he continued to fight and farm every day in the mountains and forests.

Day by day.

Qi Ming, the owner of the Kongming Boxing Gym, does not know his specific strength.

He only knows,

Occasionally, when I went to visit this master.

In front of him, he would always be inexplicably speechless, feeling like a mortal facing a god.

therefore,

When he heard that Lizong was coming, he felt bad.

So he sent someone to find the patriarch, hoping that the other party could save the place for him.

There is my own master present.

When Qi Ming spoke, he only felt that he was full of confidence.

"Who is this"

After Li Hengkong spoke,
Zhao Zhenfeng's face remained unchanged, and his eyes fell directly on the opponent.

Facing the warriors in Haizhou City, he remained polite and courteous, and did not blatantly reveal the contempt and impatience in his heart.

"I'm next to Li Hengkong."

"I met two little friends."

Li Hengkong happily stroked his white beard.

"Boy Zhao Zhenfeng, I have met senior."

Zhao Zhenfeng clasped his hands in a salute.

And Xiang Ji behind him was staring at Li Hengkong.

In the eyes, bloodshots gradually climbed up.

"is that you?!"

"Did you sneak attack on me?!"

talking room.

Xiang Ji's expression management was completely out of control.

His facial features were crowded together, extremely hideous.

More saliva, constantly overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

"Brother, I think it must be him!!"

said,

Xiang Yu actually took a step forward, ready to rush forward.

"Get back!"

But at this time,
Zhao Zhenfeng suddenly frowned.

not loud

But Xiang Ji seemed to be frightened, and his body visibly trembled.

His feet were even more frozen in place, not daring to move.

It was just a pair of eyes, still staring at Li Hengkong.

See here,

Zhao Zhenfeng bowed his hand again.

"My junior brother was just about to visit you at home yesterday, but he was attacked on the way."

"Although I barely revived it with medicine, it will take some time to recover, so the performance is a bit abnormal."

"If he hadn't been clamoring to come, I wouldn't have brought him to this formal occasion."

"Please don't take offense, everyone."

When he said this, Zhao Zhenfeng's expression was slightly heavy.

Today's Xiang Ji, although he looks like a mentally retarded man, has completely lost control of his emotional management, and his impression of many things is very vague.

Like Zhao Zhenfeng.

In Xiang Ji's current memory, he only remembers him as his senior brother.

That's why he obeyed Zhao Zhenfeng's words.

And for the person who attacked him, Xiang Ji can only vaguely remember some image characteristics of the other party.

I only remember that he was very big and his voice was very deep. He seemed to be a young man.

But these are too vague to make out.

Any martial artist who practices breathing techniques can expand his body size.

And Xiang Ji couldn't remember the specific information at all, and could only say some vague things.

The only thing is that it is useful.

That is, when the assailant enters the breathing state, there will be a layer of azure blue tortoise shell pattern on the body surface.

"Oh?"

After listening to what Zhao Zhenfeng said.

Several people present, although they already knew about this matter, still pretended to be surprised.

"Who is so rampant, attacking the disciples of the Lizong in Haizhou City?"

"I don't know if Zhao Xiaoyou has any information about the attacker. I will definitely help you."

The head of the Turtle Fist Sect slapped his chest thumpingly, assuring Zhao Zhenfeng.

"No problem."

"Let's talk about it later."

But Zhao Zhenfeng waved his hand.

Whether these people in front of him are the murderers who attacked Xiang Ji, he will know soon.

The most important thing at the moment is his management measures for the martial arts clubs in Fuhai Province.

"You are all people who can speak in Haizhou City, and even in the entire Fuhai Province."

"So today, I want you to lead by example."

said,

Zhao Zhenfeng looked at Zhou Qiming who was on the side.

Zhou Qiming nodded and took out a piece of paper from his briefcase.

Look at the words on the document.

Even though he rarely showed his emotions, there was a trace of tension in his eyes.

last night,

When he received the message from Zhao Zhenfeng, he already had a premonition in his heart.

starting today.

in the next period of time.

The martial arts world in Fuhai Province may experience an unprecedented shock.

Regarding Zhou Qiming's performance, several martial arts masters all saw it in their eyes.

They look at each other.

There was a trace of solemnity in the eyes.

at this time.

Zhao Zhenfeng took the document from Zhou Qiming.

"There are three copies here."

"Next, I will tell you about Lizong's management measures for Fuhai Province."

"After speaking, if you agree, you can sign here with your seal."

Speaking of it.

Zhao Zhenfeng paused briefly.

His eyes swept over several martial arts masters and Li Hengkong.

After confirming that they had no objections, they spoke again.

"The day before yesterday, Li Wuji, the president of the Martial Arts Association, issued an order that our Lizong will be responsible for supervising all the registered martial arts sects in Fuhai Province."

"The purpose is to supervise the martial artists from all over the country, and to provide resource assistance under the maximum capacity of the Wushu Association."

heard here.

The faces of several martial arts masters remained unchanged, and their emotions did not fluctuate because of Zhao Zhenfeng's words.

They all know.

These are just superficial words.

Judging from the news they inquired about.

Lizong is definitely not a sect that will surrender resources to others.

Next,
That's the point.

however,
The first rule that Zhao Zhenfeng said.

The expressions on their faces couldn't hold back any longer.

"From now on."

"The distribution of elixir resources will be cancelled, for martial arts sects below Class A, and Martial Arts sects of B, B, D, and D levels."

"A class A school, after being tested and approved by the personnel of the Lizong, can choose to join the Lizong as an affiliate, and obtain the elixir resources allocated by the Lizong."

"The first-class sects that fail the test of Lizong personnel will be disqualified."

　I'll go to bed first, and I'll write like crazy when I get up tomorrow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)