I'm sanctified in the real world

Chapter 96 Rules and Official Beginning

In the hall of the headquarters, it was extremely quiet.

After Zhou Tairan, the president of the Wushu Association of Fuhai Province, appeared on the stage, those martial artists who were chatting and laughing, or who were arguing red-faced, all silenced and quickly returned to their seats.

Those present here, even Shi Dazhuang, who knows nothing about martial arts, knows Zhou Tairan's name.

This is because, in the lobby of the headquarters, on the wall, there are pictures and deeds of past presidents.

Zhou Tairan, 68 years old this year.

30 years ago, under the recommendation of the former president, he became the president of Fuhai Wushu Association.

At that time, martial arts prevailed all over the country, and there were many disciples of various martial arts sects with great influence. They only responded to the various policies issued by the martial arts association on the surface, and they didn't care at all behind their backs.

Even the branches of the associations in various places colluded with the martial arts sects at that time to do things together.

The headquarters of the association is like a polished commander.

When Zhou Tairan took office, the situation had reached the worst point.

But only for one year.

Zhou Taiquan relied on a set of extremely fierce Bajiquan.

Brutely subdued people from all sects in Fuhai province.

Listen to the tune or not?
beat!
pick a quarrel?

beat!
Collusion inside and outside?

beat!
I will fire you after the fight.

that's it.

During the tenure of the previous two presidents of the Martial Arts Association, the martial arts in Fuhai Province could not be integrated.

Zhou Tairan forced Zhou Tairan to do it within a year with his fists.

In fact, what Zhou Li said before,

A genius who can possess unparalleled force even when the high tide has not come.

Such people, once the high tide begins.

The speed of progress is unimaginable for ordinary people with a sense of temperament.

therefore,

When Zhou Tairan stepped into the hall, a ferocious aura like a wild lion swept across in an instant, quickly suppressing the noise in the arena.

Even sitting at the front of the hall, those masters who always looked like old gods were quietly adjusting their sitting postures so as not to look too lazy.

They were one of the participants when Zhou Tairan swept Fu Hai's martial arts world back then.

More precisely,

One of the gang that was beaten.

therefore,

When they saw Zhou Tairan, they felt the old wounds on their bodies ache again.

"Hello President Zhou."

But even so, they immediately squeezed out a smile.

An old man with white hair and childlike face in a coat slightly got up and nodded to Zhou Tairan.

just,

Zhou Tairan just glanced at him lightly, then withdrew his gaze without any intention of responding.

Fortunately, the old man with white hair was already familiar with his temper, so he smiled lightly and didn't pay much attention to it.

dong dong.

Zhou Tairan came to the red cloth table and lightly tapped the microphone twice.

Sound waves sounded in the hall instantly.

His sharp eyes swept over all the sect personnel present one by one.

The people who were caught by the gaze stood up one after another to pay their respects.

But Zhou Tairan didn't stop there.

But when he saw Zhou Li alone, sitting alone on a wooden chair.

A strange color flashed in his eyes undetectably.

Zhou Li quickly turned his head away, pretending to look around.

The poor acting skills are unbearable to look at.

Fortunately,

Zhou Tairan has no plans to expose it in public.

Glancing around, he looked back.

"Let me talk about the rules of martial arts."

The voice is calm and powerful, full of energy, not like an old man who is nearly seventy years old.

"You all know the classification system of martial arts in the Wushu Association."

"The sects participating this time include seven sects in Class A, 10 in Class B, 12 in Class C, and 22 in Class D, for a total of 51 sects."

"The competition is divided into two rounds, the first round of promotion, and the second round of competition."

"The first round of promotion will last for one day, starting at two o'clock this afternoon and ending at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

"The association will divide each level of sect into different residential areas."

"In one day, you can challenge any disciple of the same level, and the other party must not refuse."

"Among the sects of the same level, as long as you win more than half of them, you can pass the verification of the staff and go to the next level area."

"For example, Class D, if you win more than 11 sects, you can enter the Class C area."

"In the C-level area, if you win more than 6 sects, you can go to the B-level area."

"After fighting all the way to the first class and defeating half of the first class martial arts gyms, you can smoothly advance to the battle match."

wow——

With this remark,
Suddenly there was some commotion in the hall.

Although the members of the sect did not dare to make any noise.

But subtle whispers came and went in the arena.

"What a joke."

"In just one day, those of us in the third class have to play nearly twenty games in a row, and maintain half of the winning percentage?"

"We're not perpetual motion machines, don't we need to recover our physical strength?"

"Which bastard came up with the rules of the game with his feet?!"

dong dong.

However, not long after the whisper sounded, Zhou Tairan tapped the microphone again.

"Shut up for me."

His voice was not loud.

But it seems to have magical powers.

Wherever its voice passed, all whispers disappeared.

Zhou Tairan looked at the head of a Class C sect.

"I thought about this rule, do you have any opinions?"

He looked like he was in his prime, with a burly body, and his bronzed muscles were extremely intimidating.

It was he who reprimanded in a low voice just now, saying that this rule was simply thought of with his feet.

"No no!"

Under Zhou Tairan's gaze, this person waved his hands repeatedly, with a sneer on his face.

The originally burly and straight body shrunk, like a shivering little chick, it looked so much more ridiculous.

Only then did Zhou Tairan look away.

"fair?"

"I let people from the first-level sect be on the same starting line as you, and that would be unfair to them."

"As warriors, all you have to think about and do is to win every battle."

"If you don't even have this confidence, just go back where you came from."

"If anyone is still dissatisfied with my rules, they can apply for a one-on-one match with me."

"I won, I will let you decide the rules."

Say it.

Zhou Tairan glanced around the hall.

All the people he saw lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

See here,

He nodded slightly.

"In addition, those who failed to advance to the battle are not without gains."

"If you stop at the second level, then after the Martial Arts Forum is over, your sect's level will be raised to the second level, and your salary will also increase."

"Similarly, if people from sects A and B have a winning rate of less than half in the battle, they will be automatically downgraded."

"Okay, the rules are explained, and then there will be staff who will take you to the living areas of your respective levels."

"Now, I declare."

Speaking of which,

Zhou Tairan paused for a moment before speaking again.

"On Martial Arts, officially begins."

After all,

Zhou Tairan didn't stop, he turned around and left towards the side door.

Before the people from all martial arts sects could react, the glass door of the hall opened.

Several staff members filed in.

Four of them held a sign in their hands.

A, B, C, D.

"Everyone from the Class A sect, please follow me."

Under the guidance of the staff, the sects of all levels left in an orderly manner through the back door of the hall and went to their respective living areas.

For a time,

It gives the illusion of being in an elementary school sports meeting.

The Eagle Body Sect belongs to the D-level sect.

That is the lowest grade.

Zhou Li followed the staff in charge of the D-level sect, left from the back door of the hall, and went to the rear of the Wushu Association.

The Martial Arts Association occupies a very large area.

Behind the association is a practice field comparable to a school playground.

There are several buildings on both sides.

The people of the D-level sect were mighty, and under the leadership of the staff, they went to the last and oldest building.

Zhou Li looked to both sides.

People from many martial arts sects no longer had the friendly atmosphere they had at the beginning, and they subconsciously kept a distance apart when they walked.

Some are gearing up, staring covetously at the people around them.

Some had calm faces, and they were also observing the situation of the people around them, their eyes were even more strange, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

But there are also people who are different.

Zhou Li saw at a glance that Shi Dazhuang was looking around in the crowd, as if he was on an outing.

The other party also saw Zhou Li, and happily waved his palm to say hello.

Neuropathy!
Zhou Li rolled his eyes and hid himself in the crowd with his hands behind his back.

But what he didn't find was that,
Alone, wrapped in a thick padded jacket, and his footsteps are still very flimsy, he has long been watched by others.

"Senior, are you here alone?"

at this time,

A young man with long hair, fair face, and wearing exercise uniform stepped forward to talk to him.

His eyes narrowed, vaguely looking at Zhou Li.

"At Xia Snake Fist, Tian Yi, met senior."

During the day, B smiled, with an inexplicable coldness on his body.

Just approaching, immediately made Zhou Li, who was afraid of the cold, shudder.

"Is something wrong?"

Zhou Li's heart tightened, but he still pretended to be indifferent and turned to the other party.

But his subtle movements were still noticed by Bai Tianyi.

In the depths of his eyes, a strange color flashed immediately.

He was right.

This old man's strength is extremely poor, and he may not even be a person with a sense of anger.

It is very suitable for brushing records.

If he is the first to disable it, he will lose the qualification for the competition.

It will be able to successfully win a victory, and others will no longer be able to obtain a record from the old man.

Thinking of this,

During the day B immediately prepared to inquire about Zhou Li's information.

"I didn't notice the senior's entry before, and I didn't pay a visit in time."

"I'm here to make amends."

He put on an air of politeness.

however,
Zhou Li is not stupid either.

Immediately, he saw the opponent's plan.

"Ah."

He sneered.

"I think you are looking at the old man alone, easy to bully?"

"Then you are dead wrong!"

"Just come, the old man will let you know what terror is."

Zhou Li looked full of confidence, which made Bai Tianyi a little astonished.

Is this old man pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

Not like ah.

It's better to ask what kind of sect it is, and then make plans.

Thinking of this,

During the day, Yi repeatedly waved his hands, looking humble.

"The senior misunderstood, the junior just wanted to get to know the senior—"

however,
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Li raised his hand to interrupt him.

The little old man looked proud and looked down on everyone equally.

"okay!"

"If you want to come, just come."

"The old man's name is Shi Dazhuang, and he is the head of the Shiquan sect."

"If you dare to come, I will let you come in vertically and go out horizontally!"

(End of this chapter)