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"Master, how are you?" Yang Deshun asked respectfully.

"Not bad!"

"Then Deshun will be relieved!"

"Listen to President Wang, you are responsible for this year's conference. You did a good job, Deshun!"

"Thank you, master!"

After two words of greetings, the "martial arts conference" officially began.

"Please sit down and I'll just say a few words!" After everyone was seated, Prince Zheng went to the center of the field.

All the people form a circle, and the empty space in the middle will be used as a "challenge arena" for a while. People from different schools will compete in the "challenge arena". It can be regarded as a kind of performance, and it can also be regarded as the communication between different schools. Every "martial arts conference" is like this, which is the highlight of the "martial arts conference", especially when the "master" meets the "master" At that time, the wonderful degree is self-evident, absolutely makes people excited, and everyone will give them applause without stint.

Do you want the leaders of different schools to join us?

Of course, there is no doubt that it will increase the highlights of the conference.

"I agree!" Yang Deshun was the first to nod in favor, and his eyes subconsciously floated to Wang Bing, with a chill in his eyes.