Perspective Little Poison Doctor

Chapter 561
The gymnasium is extremely lively, the biennial "Martial Arts Conference" is being held, and "people from the martial arts" from all over the world have arrived in "South City" in the past two days, and have stayed in different hotels under the arrangement of Wang Zizheng .

The scale of this "martial arts conference" was grand, with no less than 200 people from each school. At this time, the gymnasium was in full swing. Relatively cold-eyed.

Although everyone is a member of the 'Martial Arts Association', not every sect can live in harmony with each other. Some sects have long-standing grievances, which may have been from several generations ago, or may be I lost to the opponent in the 'Martial Arts Conference', so I have always held a grudge.

That's why the name of the "Martial Arts Conference" is a competition, but in fact it is a bit of an open and secret fight. Whoever can win in a short-term competition may gain the reputation of this sect, or the status in the "Martial Arts Association" will be corresponding. improvement.

"Kou Changmen, long time no see!"

"Master Wang, long time no see!"

"How many disciples did you bring this year?"

"Not many, four!"

"The high-ranking student looks imposing, and looks much more advanced than in the last 'Martial Arts Conference'. Please be merciful for a while!"

"I want Gao Tu, the head of the king, to be merciful!"

Such pleasantries are happening everywhere, saying polite words, but they are not what they seem.

During the 'Martial Arts Conference', the heads of each sect lead their disciples to participate, because the purpose of the 'Martial Arts Conference' is to learn from each other and improve the competitive level of their respective schools. People are willing to lose to others in front of so many people, so each sect master usually brings the best apprentices to participate.

And those who knew early on that they had no hope of winning, or who had never thought about taking a serious competition at all, led apprentices who were more casual. Many sects are small in scale, so they tend to be very low-key during the "Martial Arts Conference" and never show their talents, while those sects are just the opposite. Even their disciples are arrogant, and their momentum is obviously higher than other sects. Be stronger.

Seeing that it was almost time for the 'Martial Arts Conference' to start, Shi Yandong and his friend Du Ziteng walked in.

"Shi Dong, I'm expecting you!" A half-bald middle-aged man warmly greeted Shi Yandong.

This guy's name is 'Yang Deshun', the vice president of the 'Nanshi' Martial Arts Association, he is a master of 'Internal Boxing', and his sect is also one of the best in the 'Martial Arts Association'.

The so-called "inner boxing" refers to the type of boxing that focuses on inner practice. People who practice this kind of boxing pay more attention to self-cultivation and self-cultivation, and they pursue a balance between the inside and outside. The emphasis is on femininity, and the use of "dark energy" produces the greatest destructive power with the smallest force. The most typical is the four-two-thousand-thousand-jin in "Tai Chi".

"Hello, President Yang, there are quite a lot of people!"

"There are still some people who haven't come, who is this?" Yang Deshun looked at Du Ziteng.

"My friend Du Ziteng, his father is our mayor Du Nan!"

"So it's Mayor Du's son, sorry for your disrespect!" He extended his hand enthusiastically to Du Ziteng, but unfortunately Du Ziteng just glanced at him coldly, unmoved.

There is no way, Du Ziteng has seen Yang Deshun's face too much. Everyone reacts like this when they hear that he is the son of the mayor. Over time, Du Ziteng has a sense of superiority. Nodding and bowing, he feels good about himself, always feeling superior, defiant in and out of school.

Yang Deshun looked embarrassed, this is a hot face to stick to someone's cold ass, but he is the mayor's son, so he can't say anything, he can only smile awkwardly, "This way, please, the meeting will start soon!" After finishing speaking He took Shi Yandong and Du Ziteng to the seats prepared for them in advance.

Some of the people who participated in the "Martial Arts Conference" were not "people from the martial arts conference". There are also people like Du Ziteng who come to the 'Martial Arts Conference' purely because someone they know comes to make soy sauce.

These people have their own seats, and they are arranged with the seats of their friends' sects. Shi Yandong and Du Ziteng's seats are arranged with Yang Deshun's seats, and they are still side by side, sitting side by side with the sect's head. It can be seen that Yang Deshun is opposite Shi Yandong still gave enough respect.

"Chairman Lin from the headquarters will also come later, and I will introduce Director Shi to him. What our President Lin admires the most is a successful person like Director Shi who is willing to give and give!" Yang Deshun said with flattery.

"Okay!" Shi Yandong nodded in agreement.

"Headquarters? What's here?" Du Ziteng asked suddenly.

"This is the 'Nanshi' branch. Our association has branches in many cities across the country!"

"What kind of person can become the president?" Du Ziteng seemed interested.

"Naturally, it is better to be good at kung fu, but also to be highly respected!" Yang Deshun said with a smile.

"As far as I know, President Yang himself is a master of 'internal boxing', isn't he, President Yang?" Shi Yandong could only talk to himself in order to relieve the embarrassing atmosphere.

"I don't dare to be a master, I just know a little bit of superficial knowledge. Compared with a real master, my kung fu is nothing!"

"President Yang, you are too modest!"

"No, no!" Yang Deshun smiled modestly. A master would never say that he is a master. "If you want to say a master, our President Lin is the real master!"

"How tall?" Du Ziteng asked a little disdainfully.

"President Yang is an old man who has practiced internal boxing for a long time, and his cultivation is unfathomable. This is recognized by everyone. Compared with him, I am nothing compared to him!"

"One Jiazi? How many years is that?" Shi Yandong asked curiously.

"60 years!"

"60 years? You have practiced kung fu for 60 years?" Shi Yandong was taken aback.

"Yes!"

"Then your President Lin is already very old this year?"

"President Lin just celebrated his 90th birthday last month!"

"President Yang, President Yang, please come here!"

"Two, please sit down first, I will come as soon as I go!"

While talking, Yang Deshun was called away, and at this moment, a person walked past Shi Yandong and Du Ziteng, and it was Wang Ping who had been late.

Encounter Road is narrow, what kind of fireworks will be created this time?

(End of this chapter)