I’m Really a Superstar Chapter 917: 【Martial Arts Association is here! 】
It's too much trouble!
The organizers were shocked too!
Republic Martial Arts Association Vice President, Huashan Faction currently Sect Master, Martial Arts one of the five Grandmaster in the Chen Xi rushed to the brigade with Kongtong Faction Vice-Sect Master, a Iron Palm trainer, Shaolin Faction The monks, as well as the Expert of Wudang Faction, are without exception the most famous people in the Martial Arts world today, and they are also the backbone of each Sect Strength and even the top combat power. Jow-Ga Fist's Zhou Tianpeng Grandmaster has not seen any trace, presumably it is also in retreat, preparing for tomorrow's Heavenly Mountain Grand Conference!
When these people hurried to the hotel door, they were stunned by the scene in front of them!
Liu Yizhang holds a disciple of Jow-Ga Fist in both hands. His brother Liu Yizhang is hammering on Jow-Ga Fist disciple there!
He Badao and a Kongtong Faction disciple roll on the ground, you punch me!
Li Quanneng and Yan Hui are entangled with four or five people, each holding a table leg unloaded from somewhere, chasing after two major sect disciples, and knocking for a while!
"Kill!"
"Senior Brother save me!"
"Hold on! Hold on!"
"Do this loose cultivator!"
"Destroy them!"
The most worth mentioning is the fight between Zhang Ye and that Kunlun Daoist Priest.
Zhang Ye slabs are raised, "Look at my Huashan swordsmanship!"
Huashan Faction Sect Master Chen Xi fainted immediately!
Kunlun Daoist Priest flashed, "Take me a trick Iron Palm!"
Iron Palm The previous generation of First Senior Brother is shaking!
"I hit you off the road!" The brick slaps to the other person's head!
"I work for your left!" Kunlun Daoist Priest hit the right with one punch!
Zhang Ye: "I spit on you!"
Daoist Priest: "Fuck you Uncle!"
Zhang Ye: "Fuck you Grandma!"
Daoist Priest: "Are you sick?"
Zhang Ye: "Do you have medicine?"
Daoist Priest: "How much do you want?"
Zhang Ye: "How many do you have?"
Daoist Priest: "I have as many as you want!"
Zhang Ye: "I eat as much as you have!"
Daoist Priest: "You are sick!" /
Zhang Ye: "You have medicine!"
Without a few moves, the two finally scolded a dark place, and the takeaway was spitting at him!
I can see that the Taishan great bear and Jiang Hu Sect leader from the organizers and the Martial Arts community almost spit out old blood! Today is this Heavenly Mountain Grand Conference invited, who the **** are they! ?
The Martial Uncle of Daoist Priest is Sect Master of Kunlun Faction. He is also in the crowd. At this moment, he looks at the sky, pretended doesn't see-he can't afford to lose this person.
Chen Xi growls: "Stop! Stop it for me!"
People at the scene have been red-eyed for a long time, shouting and yelling, where can I hear others?
The monk of Shaolin Monastery is also staring blankly, watching a few Junior Brother with nasal and blushing faces in the brawl, loudly: "Jie Jiao Junior Brother? Jie Zao Junior Brother? How did you do it?"
A monk who was fighting with small faction Expert shouted: "small faction is too bullying!"
Monk Shaolin yelled, "Come back quickly! Don't fight!"
Another Shaolin Monk in battle is still full of anger and speaks an authentic Henan dialect: "Senior Brother, don't hesitate! You must have a turtle grandson today!"
They Senior Brother: "..."
The Shaolin Monk, which has always given up anger and anger, has broken cursed!
Chen Xi stunned: "Here, what's going on here?"
"I don't know!"
"Why are you fighting?"
"Hello! How can this be good?"
"Martial Arts Grand Conference has been held for many years, and nothing like this has ever happened!"
"Broken!"
"Is it a fight to kill someone?"
"It must be!"
At this time, Old Four Zhou of Jow-Ga Fist finally rushed out of the siege and came out with a nosebleed limping, "Senior Brother! Second Senior Brother!"
Zhou Zhouer suddenly said, "Four Junior Brother? What's going on?"
Old Four Zhou is almost crying, and I do n’t know if it hurts or is angry. "They are loose cultivator, they think our daughter is a hot seller!"
Chen Xi stumbled: "What then?"
Elder Zhou changed a lot, "Then you killed?"
Old Four Zhou vomits blood, "Then it started fighting!"
The monk Shaolin exclaimed: "That wouldn't kill anyone!"
"What do we kill!" shouted Old Four Zhou.
The monk Shaolin said for a moment, "Not dead?"
Old Four Zhou called Qu Dao: "No!"
A small faction Sect Master person also said, "How could it be so?"
Old Four Zhou wiped his nose and blood, "I'm so **** wondering! I just said two words, I said don't drink without money, and they all started to fight! One by one I shouted for Destroy the door! "
Kongtong Faction-Vice-Sect Master stayed: "Just for a wine? Dignity Heavenly Mountain Martial Arts Grand Conference, hundreds of you have done this exercise-OK?"
Chen Xi: "..."
Monk Shaolin: "..."
Kunlun Sect Master: "..."
When everyone looked at each other, they felt dull!
Chen Xi lost his breath, Dan Tianyiyun, "Stop it for me!"
Some people heard it. After seeing it for a moment, they saw that their Sect Master or Master Martial Uncle from Sect had come, and they quickly quit.
Some loose cultivator are still playing!
Chen Xi His eyelids drooped, and he suddenly lifted his feet without looking too hard. He just stomped to the ground, and then heard a bang, the whole ground seemed to tremble, when he raised his feet At the time, already on the concrete floor deeply printed a shoe mark, very clear!
Inner Energy!
This is Inner Energy!
Few of the 100 Martial Arts Expert can be trained!
"Stop!" Chen Xi shouted.
This time, everyone stopped unanimously!
Chen Xi did not listen to the words of Old Four Zhou, but directly called many disciples of one's own Huashan Faction, listening to them whisperingly describing the situation at the time. However, Huashan Faction was also a major sect, and also joined the battle against small faction and loose cultivator. In and out of words, naturally will not be toward loose cultivator people!
The people of small faction and loose cultivator are angry, but because of the majesty of Grandmaster, they dare not say anything.
However, some people in the crowd are the masters who are not afraid of heaven and earth. At this moment, that young man in sunglasses is "coming forward" again.
Zhang Ye moved a stool and stood up directly, shouting: "Brothers, sisters, elders, folks, their major sect will be right and wrong, can we bear it?"
Once someone took the lead, everyone who just fought side-by-side also rushed.
"No!"
"No!"
"No!"
"No!"
Hundreds of men and women, shouting with their hands raised!
Zhang Ye shouted: "Who just wanted to spit our hard-earned money!"
"Jow-Ga Fist!"
"Jow-Ga Fist!"
"Jow-Ga Fist!"
Zhang Ye drink again, "Who did it first?"
"Kongtong Faction!"
"Kongtong Faction!"
"Kongtong Faction!"
Zhang Ye shouted: "Let's be pitted with money and besieged by the famous gate major sect. Can we swallow it in this tone?"
"Never!"
"Never!"
"Never!"
small faction and loose cultivator have a lot of people, and their momentum has suddenly risen!
The crowd on the organizer's side, when they heard this, there were also a few small faction Sect Master and Sect Master showing anger, unknowingly, already went in the direction of his disciples and stood in the past.
A small faction Sect Master pressed against the fire angrily said: "Is Kongtong Faction hands-on?"
Kongtong Faction's Vice-Sect Master er, "this ..." looked at the disciples of one's own.
A few disciples of Kongtong Faction are going crazy!
"Master, I don't have any!"
"It's not us!"
"Senior Brother just pulled that guy!"
Pull it? That's kind of hands-on!
Chen Xi frowned and glanced at Kongtong Faction.
Kongtong Faction's Senior Brother is about to kneel, "I, I'm just persuading!"
At this moment, the young man in sunglasses standing high up shouted again, "Daughter red for two thousand dollars? Are you made of gold?"
Yan Hui shouted, "Are you guys made of gold?"
Liu Yiquan roared: "You are made of gold?"
A certain small faction Junior Sister: "You are made of gold?"
Zhang Ye shouted: "Hand over the killer!"
"Hand over the killer!"
"Hand over the killer!"
Everyone shouting together!
Zhang Ye shouted again: "Hand over the brewing murderer!"
"Hand over the murderer!"
"Hand over the murderer!"
Crowd again!
Zhang Ye three calls: "Compensation for our losses! Compensation for our medical expenses! Otherwise, we will never give up!"
"Stop it!"
"Stop it!"
"Stop it!"
The louder the crowd shouts!
Martial Arts Association's executives have a headache right away. If it's one or two, it's okay to say that hundreds of people are making trouble together. They can't afford it. Although the people occupying the high-level position and status are mostly at the gate major sect, small sect small faction also has Countless Expert talents, Martial Arts Association's grass-roots personnel are all filled by them, if this matter is not handled well, Martial Arts Association may be really messy!
Several senior members of Martial Arts Association are a little anxious, "What's the matter! No previous Martial Arts Grand Conference has this situation! What happened this year?"
Chenchen had sharp ears and heard their complaint. She chuckled in her heart. It was okay before because Zhang Ye was not here. If Zhang Ye comes, you will have an accident long ago!
Old Four Zhou is angry: "Do you still want to compensate?"
The Kongtong Faction disciples who hung up the lottery also said, "Your Evildoer will sue first!"
This matter is not easy to handle. Both sides seem to have their own rhetoric, but obviously the battles over loose cultivator and small faction are bigger!
Finally, Martial Arts Association sent a negotiator, an Manager of Martial Arts Association, and a member of the major sect representative, belonging to Huashan Faction, his Senior Brother Correct Chen Xi.
This person is called Fan Wen.
Huashan Faction Fan Wen took a step forward, "This matter, both parties have a responsibility, one slap does not make a slap. At this point, everyone gives up and gives Martial Arts Association a face!"
Zhang Ye said: "No!"
"No!"
"No!"
"No!"
The crowd already followed blindly!
Fan Wen eyelids jumped and looked at them, "The daughter of two thousand yuan is a bit expensive. In this way, I will be the master, and everyone will be spared the money for the meal today. Martial Arts Association is paid in advance, so no compensation is needed, can you? "
Zhang Ye: "No!"
"No!"
"No!"
"No!"
Fan Wen is silent, loudly: "What compensation do you want?"
Zhang Ye shouted: "Let the assailants apologize! Compensate our medical expenses! Each one hundred thousand! This is an iron requirement! Not even a penny! We do n’t do it!"
"Don't do it!"
"Don't do it!"
"Don't do it!"
"Don't do it!"
100,000?
Not one point less? ?
Some people at major sect are crazy!
"Fart!"
"Shameless!"
Huashan Faction's Fan Wen is also very angry, "You lions speak out! This is not meant to talk at all! One hundred thousand per person? Nonsense! It is good for each person to pay you a thousand!"
Zhang Ye suddenly waved his hand, "... the deal!"
Fan Wen choked!
What?
The deal?
Under everyone's stunned gaze, Zhang Ye jumped off the stool, "Everyone is gone!"
The people of loose cultivator and small faction immediately flew away!
Leave a group of major sect people and the high-level eyes of Martial Arts Association are staring!
Aren't you one point away?
Aren't you one point away?
Fuck, your grandfather!
What about your iron request? ?
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