Return of the Soldier King

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"Brother, today is the group stage of the competition. I have come to pick you up. Where are you? Are you ready."

Li Bin stopped at the gate of the community and called Ye Fei.

"It is ready, I will go out here."

Ye Fei smiled slightly, took Zhong Mei's hand, and walked out of the small song generously.

Li Bin was leaning on the car door to smoke, and from afar, he saw Ye Fei holding a lingering Tingting, a perfect-looking young girl coming out. She could n’t help but mouthed, and she was jealous, but when Zhongmei approached, she saw her face ugly Birthmark, scared almost fell.

"Ye Fei ... Is she?"

Li Bin had heard from the phone before that Ye Fei was going to take his girlfriend to watch the game, and thought it was the pretty policewoman he met in the restaurant before, or the cold proud female president, but unexpectedly, Ye Fei Actually brought an ugly monster, it really made him shocked.

"She is my girlfriend, Zhong Mei. Zhong Mei, this is my brother, Yan Zimen Li Bin."

Ye Fei didn't care about Li Bin's amazed gaze and introduced them to them with a smile.

"Hello, this is Zhong Mei."

Zhong Mei snuggled beside Ye Fei and bowed her head slightly.

"My name is Li Bin. It's almost time, let's get in the car."

Li Bin swallowed a sip of water, daring to look at Zhong Mei's face again, and hurriedly let the two get on the bus.

"Brother, I think you have been practicing well recently. Should you be in the top 20?"

Li Bin asked the steering wheel.

"Top 20?"

Ye Fei smiled and shook his head. Although he hadn't known Li Bin for a short time, he also had too little confidence in himself.

Ye Fei has absolute confidence in this big contest, even if you can't get the top three, the top ten should be no problem.

After a while, the car drove to the front of a huge gymnasium and arrived at the venue of this big competition.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Shanghai Sea City held two major contests, one for 50 years and one for 79 years. However, the scale of the first two contests is not as great as this one.

Ye Fei went outside the venue. There was already a crowd of people here. Zhong Mei was not a person in the martial arts hall. He took the ticket and lined up in the audience passage.

Ye Fei and Li Bin entered through the back door and went inside the venue to report and go through a series of procedures.

Some large and medium-sized martial arts halls have their own lounges, but small martial arts halls like Yanzimen can only wait in the lobby. There are many people in the bustle and there is no place to sit.

"You have heard of it. This time the martial arts competition is backed by a big consortium. If you can get a winning, there will be a high bonus."

A disciple of Xiaowuguan is passing the gossip news.

"Rewards? Tell me about it? Isn't it a bonus of 30,000? This number is not large. Are there other rewards?"

There were a few people next to him, showing their interest and looking at the "informed person."

Their talk also attracted Ye Fei's attention.

Not because of the reward for how much money, from these people's only words, Ye Fei actually heard that one of the "powerful people" behind the big contest was Yuanchen.

Ye Fei and Yuan Chen had some minor conflicts. As one of the sponsors, will he wear small shoes for himself?

Thinking of this, Ye Fei laughed at himself. For Yuanchen, after all, he was a small person in the final analysis. Perhaps he could kill the top ten before Yuanchen could remember his name.

At this time, Li Bin had completed the formalities and came over with excitement: "Ye Fei, have you heard that? If you score in the top ten this time, you will be able to get a seat at the Shanghai Hai Wushu Association and become an executive committee member. The power of the executive committee is enormous. If Yanzimen can become one of them, I Li Bin is also regarded as Guangzong Yaozu! "

"I just heard it."

Ye Fei saw Li Bin's fanaticism and frowned slightly.

The true warrior should not be confused by money and power, but should concentrate on martial arts.

It is easy to say, but it is difficult to do. After all, everyone has desires.

Although Ye Fei does not care about these reputations and money, but he also has other selfishness.

"By the way, I just bought a martial arts ranking list at a high price. If you match the top few people, be careful and don't keep your hands."

Li Bin handed Ye Fei a piece of A4 paper.

The top ranking is the Taekwondo Association.

After all, the Taekwondo Association is rich in money and large in organization, and is recognized as a giant organization.

This first, there is not much suspense.

However, Ye Fei disagreed, because he despised the performance of Taekwondo more than the "kung fu" of actual combat.

Next, the second place is the Karate Hall, the third is the Jeet Kune Hall, and the fourth is the various Sanda Boxing Halls. In the National Art Museum, Baihe Yongchun is at the top, ranking ninth.

The ranking of Eagle Claw National Art Museum, in the 63rd place, is in the middle position, not high or low.

The ranking of the entire list is 120.

Not only are there so many martial arts gymnasiums registered in the Industrial and Commercial Bureau of Shanghai Municipality, but not so many are eligible, and there are also many small martial arts gymnasiums, which were annexed by large martial arts gymnasiums and places were incorporated into the martial arts gymnasium.

Ye Fei looked all the way, and did not find the name of the Hongwei Wuguan. It seems that their signboard was picked by themselves, so they had no face to participate in the big contest, and chose to abstain.

This is also evil.

Finally, at the end of the list, the penultimate position, Ye Fei saw the name of the Swallow Gate.

"third from last?"

Ye Fei's mouth twitched with a smile: "If the penultimate martial arts hall reaches the top three, and I don't know how wonderful those people's faces will be, I'm really looking forward to it."

At this time, over a dozen people wearing black martial arts uniforms, headed by a young man with a big head, pointed to Ye Fei's nose and shouted, "Which martial arts hall are you two, this is already me Go to the rest area of ​​the Jizhen Martial Arts Hall, do n’t overhear our brothers and sisters talking. ”

Ye Fei's brow furrowed, and there was a trace of anger on his face.

This Jizhen martial arts museum is similar to the Swallow Gate. It is also a small martial arts museum. There is no own lounge. I did not expect to circle the site in this public rest area. It is really overbearing.

Ye Fei is angry not only because these people are overbearing, but because of their xenophobia.

Huaxia Kungfu, in the world, says that it is the second, and no one dares to say that it is the first.

However, in recent years, there are few Chinese kung fu figures in fighting competitions around the world.

The international martial arts community has even begun to circulate that Huaxia Kung Fu is a bauble embroidered pillow, not a martial art, but a "dancing technique".

Huaxia Kungfu has a long history of hundreds of years, even thousands of years, and its evolutionary development is almost perfect. Is it not comparable to the fighting skills that have emerged in modern times?

After the recent period of Ye Fei's understanding of the martial arts world, I understand that it is not that martial arts are not good, but that people who practice martial arts are not good.

One of the most terrible problems in the Chinese martial arts world is extreme exclusion. The master must keep his hands on the apprentices, not to mention the martial arts exchanges between the martial arts halls and martial arts halls.

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