Arrested by the police?
Was it a scam?
Leading passengers to cause trouble at the airport?
I'm gonna faint! What kind of martial arts masters are these!?
Zhang Ye didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He thought to himself that the martial arts masters these days were too down to earth? But thinking about it, it made sense. What era was it now? If you were to ride a train with darts and knives, who else would they catch if not you? Even if the Tianshan Martial Arts Conference ended, this fellow would probably not be released. He would be detained for at least three days!
…
Tianshan region.
Somewhere.
The people from the Eight Trigrams School gradually arrived!
Among the crowd, Rao Aimin's junior brother, Lu Yuhu, was also there. He had handed over the case he was working on to his colleagues and did not even bother to apply for leave. He switched off his cell phone and went straight to Tianshan. At this moment, he was running around in circles. He was the weakest among this generation of Eight Trigrams School disciples, so he felt a sense of helplessness welling up in his heart!
What to do?
What should he do now?
At this time, two more people arrived outside, a man and a woman.
Lu Yuhu went up and shouted, "Fifth Senior Sister!"
"Little Junior Brother!" Fifth Senior Sister strode over.
A senior brother beside her hurriedly asked, "Where is Eldest Senior Sister?"
Lu Yuhu said, "He's in seclusion!"
Fifth Senior Sister said anxiously, "You know that it's a dangerous place, so why did you come?"
Lu Yuhu sighed heavily. "Who can stop Eldest Senior Sister's decision?"
Fifth Senior Sister looked around. "Are there only so many of us?"
A junior brother who had arrived a long time ago said, "That's all!"
Fifth Sister asked, "Where's Eldest Brother? Where is Second Senior Brother? "
Lu Yuhu said angrily, "Don't mention it. Many people did not rush over. They were all suppressed by Master. Eldest Senior Brother and the rest even took action! But he was locked up in the martial arts club by his master! Not a single one came out! "
Hearing this, everyone fell silent for a moment.
There were both men and women among them, and most of them were youths. They were the disciples of the current generation of the Eight Trigrams School. Some of them had rushed over a few days ago after receiving the news, while others had only just arrived in the Tianshan area today. They did not even bring their luggage or change their clothes, so it was clear how rushed they were!
"Master, why?"
"The sect master said that this is a personal grudge between Eldest Senior Sister and has nothing to do with the Eight Trigrams School. He doesn't allow us to get involved! He even said that Eldest Senior Sister has already left the Eight Trigrams School! "
"Master, he …"
"Eldest Senior Sister will forever be our Eldest Senior Sister!"
"Don't blame Master, Master has no choice! Eldest Senior Sister has incurred the wrath of the masses this time. She has broken the rules of the Chinese martial arts world by exterminating the Zhou Family Style School, injuring countless of their disciples and masters, and overturning countless of their training halls. This is something that has been explicitly prohibited by the National Martial Arts Association. To put it bluntly, the purpose of the Martial Arts Conference this time is to target our Eldest Senior Sister. They want to gather the strength of the entire Chinese martial arts world to denounce Eldest Senior Sister. Although our Eight Trigrams School was once a large sect, that was all in the Qing Dynasty. Now that our sect is in decline, Master does not wish to offend the entire Chinese martial arts world. If that were to happen, then our Eight Trigrams School would really have no place to survive! "
"But that's our eldest senior sister!"
"Master has his own considerations, so it's not our place to say anything. But no matter what, Eldest Senior Sister is in trouble, so we have to come and help. I'll contact the brothers outside and see how many more people can come! We can't let our eldest senior sister fight alone! Do they really think our Eight Trigrams School is a pushover? "
"Don't call them juniors. It's useless even if they come!"
"Can we do it with so few people?"
"What else can we do? We can only go head-on! "
The members of the Eight Trigrams School gathered together to discuss countermeasures!
…
In the evening.
The sky was dark.
At the venue where the Tianshan Martial Arts Conference was being held. Zhang Ye and Chenchen had already snuck into the venue with the invitation letter in hand. Other than the organizers' staff looking at Zhang Ye, who had brought a child with him, strangely, they did not say anything. Without even looking at the invitation letter, they let them in and arranged for them to stay in an inn on the west side of the venue.
The rooms were on the third floor.
Just as they put down their luggage, Liu Yiquan, Liu Yizhang, and the others arrived.
"Bro Chen Zhen, shall we go and eat?"
"Sure."
"Do you want to drink?"
"Of course!"
"Hahaha, alright, let's have a drink or two together!"
"Let's go!"
When they went downstairs, they saw that the dining area was also located in this large resort. When they arrived, the restaurant was almost full. They waited for ten minutes before they found a table. It was a table that had been set up in the lobby on the first floor. After all, there were too many people. Both the upper and lower floors were filled with people, and there were at least a hundred of them. But as long as they had a mouthful of hot food, they did not mind.
They sat down and ordered their food.
Zhang Ye could hear the voices of the martial arts world's people from the various sects around him. Some of them had drunk a little and were speaking especially loudly.
"Since Rao Aimin has come this time, she can forget about leaving!"
"She's bullying the weak. How is that befitting of a grandmaster?"
"The brothers of the Zhou Family Style School have suffered this time!"
"For half a year, they've gone through one martial arts school after another. Even if Rao Aimin is a martial arts grandmaster, this is still a violation of the rules. We absolutely cannot forgive her. We have to seek an explanation for the brothers of the Zhou Family Style School!"
"Right, let's support Old Master Zhou!"
"The purpose of this meeting is to denounce Rao Aimin!"
"Have the people from the Eight Trigrams School not arrived yet?"
"They haven't arrived yet. Even if they did, there's nothing to be afraid of. How many of them can come?"
"Haha, that's right. With the two grandmasters, Zhou Tianpeng and Chen Xi, holding the fort this time, it doesn't matter how many of them come! A few years ago, Rao Aimin was not a match for the two grandmasters. A few years later, she still won't be a match for them. This time, let's just wait and watch the show. We'll see the results tomorrow! "
"Our Kongtong Sect will definitely support Old Master Zhou!"
"Our Iron Palm Sect will also support Old Master Zhou. Senior Rao Aimin has gone too far this time!"
"On behalf of all the brothers of the Zhou Family Style School, I would like to thank everyone!"
"Brother Huang, don't stand on ceremony!"
"Right, you're treating us like outsiders if you say thank you. We will naturally support such an infuriating matter! Are we really going to watch as Rao Aimin ends the legacy of the Zhou Family Style School? "
Some of the disciples from the other sects did not say a word and just continued eating.
However, some of them were clamoring and shouting things like denouncing Rao Aimin. It could be seen that their sects had already reached a consensus with the Zhou Family Style School before they came here. Grandmaster Zhou Tianpeng was quite popular in the Chinese martial arts world and was also a veteran grandmaster of the Chinese martial arts world. His reputation was extremely high, and there were countless sects that had good relations with the Zhou Family Style School. With this incident, many of the sects naturally did not hesitate to support Old Master Zhou.
The dishes were served.
But Chenchen's expression sank. She did not even pick up her chopsticks.
Only now did Zhang Ye realize that there were actually so many people here to denounce Old Rao. This year's National Martial Arts Conference was clearly a dragon's den!
The newly joined Old Pang said, "Senior Rao Aimin is in big trouble this time!"
He Badao said in a low voice, "Let's not get involved in this."
Liu Yiquan nodded. "It's none of our business. Let's just watch the show. When the gods fight, we can't interfere even if we wanted to."
"The waters are too deep in here," Liu Yizhang said.
Li Quanneng raised his glass. "Let's drink, let's drink."
Many of the people present who were eating in silence were mostly non-affiliates like Liu Yiquan, Liu Yizhang, and the others. There were many non-affiliates, but they were basically unaffiliated or did not belong to the traditional orthodox sects of the Chinese martial arts world. Some of them had even practiced their martial arts blindly by themselves and did not even have a proper master. They came from an unorthodox background and did not have much of a foundation in the Chinese martial arts world. As such, they did not interrupt and kept a very low profile.
They ate and drank.
But as the shouts grew louder, the people on the second and third floors also responded.
"Denounce Rao Aimin!"
"Chase her out of the Chinese martial arts world!"
"We can't let her continue being so arrogant!"
"Right!"
"Well said!"
"Kill that old hag!"
"Return our martial arts world a bright and clear sky! Kill that old hag! "
Especially the Zhou Family Style School's disciples. After drinking some alcohol, they looked even more agitated!
Zhang Ye was getting more and more annoyed the more he listened. Heh, are you guys not done yet? Zhang Ye took a closer look at those people who were shouting "old hag" and remembered them. You're all asking for it!
Chenchen's expression turned even darker!
Suddenly, a voice rang out not far away!
"Why is it so expensive?" It came from a table of seven or eight youths. Looking at their attire, they were probably non-affiliates.
However, Zhang Ye was taken aback because he saw a familiar face among them. If Zhang Ye did not remember wrongly, this person's name was Yan Hui. During the hijacking of the plane, Zhang Ye could not hold it in any longer and had to go to the bathroom. It was Yan Hui who managed to hold off the hijackers for a short period of time and prevented the passengers from getting hurt. It was only because of this that Zhang Ye was able to make his appearance. After the plane landed, Yan Hui, some of the injured passengers, and the flight crew were sent to the hospital. After that, Zhang Ye did not see him again. He did not expect to bump into him here. Eh, didn't Yan Hui seem to be using karate on the plane? Although his kung fu was not much, his character was quite good. Zhang Ye had a very good impression of him. It looked like he had switched to practicing Chinese martial arts? He was also here to participate in the Tianshan Martial Arts Conference?
The restaurant waiter glanced at them. "That's the price."
Yan Hui's companions shouted, "There's only a few of us, so how can it cost more than 3,000 yuan?"
Yan Hui also said angrily, "You guys are ripping us off!"
The non-affiliates who came this time were not very rich. 3,000 yuan was indeed too expensive for them. When the surrounding non-affiliates heard this, they were also taken aback. Even though some of them were disciples from sects, some of them were from poorer sects. The martial arts schools were not making much money these days, so they did not have much money either.
"More than 3,000 yuan?"
"This …"
"Who looked at the menu just now?"
"I did. It didn't say that it was that expensive?"
"Then how much is it for our table?"
"I don't know!"
The restaurant started to get rowdy.
That waiter frowned and said, "The wine that you ordered is expensive. We brewed it ourselves and it costs 2,000 yuan per jar. It's written on the menu, didn't you guys see it?"
When they heard that the jar of wine was expensive, many of the people at the surrounding tables heaved a sigh of relief. They did not order it.
Yan Hui said angrily, "What kind of wine is so expensive?"
Another person said, "2,000 yuan per jar?"
Another companion shouted, "Who owns this restaurant? Call your boss over! "
A table full of people looked over.
Among them, the fourth senior brother of this generation of the Zhou Family Style School stood up. As he was ranked fourth in the Zhou Family Style School, everyone usually addressed him as Fourth Bro Zhou. Fourth Bro Zhou said stiffly, "This is an asset of our Zhou Family's martial arts school. We have shares in the restaurant, so is there a problem?"
Owned by the Zhou Family?
When a lot of people heard that, they fell silent.
Old Master Zhou Tianpeng's prestige in the Chinese martial arts world was too great!
Yan Hui also stood up. "You're all ripping us off!"
Fourth Bro Zhou sneered, "Don't come here to eat if you don't have money! What are you dawdling about for! "
"You …" Yan Hui was furious.
But his companion beside him tugged at him and tried to calm him down. The Zhou Family was a large sect of the Chinese martial arts world, and their sect leader was even a grandmaster. Even if Rao Aimin had trampled over them and shut down a lot of their martial arts schools, they still had the heritage of a large sect and were not to be trifled with!
The few of them had already decided to swallow their anger.
But at this moment, a young man wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night suddenly jumped up and shouted, "The Zhou Family has gone too far!"
It was Zhang Ye!
Everyone was taken aback.
Liu Yiquan, Liu Yizhang, and the others were stunned!
Yan Hui and the others were also stunned. What?
They heard Zhang Ye point at Fourth Bro Zhou and say angrily, "Don't come if you don't have money? At the National Martial Arts Conference this time, we were all responding to Old Master Zhou's call to support the Zhou Family and denounce Rao Aimin. Some of us came from Beijing, some from Shandong, and some even traveled thousands of miles from overseas. Everyone came here to support and support you! No one had any complaints! But what about you? After sending out the martial arts community's posters, your goal was to cheat us of our food money? To cheat us of our wine money? Not only do you want us to support you, you're even trying to make money off of us? What are your intentions! Where is your conscience! "
Fourth Bro Zhou was dumbfounded by this roar!
Fuck, what did I say? Since when did I have such a fucking intention!
Immediately, many of the people around them looked angry when they heard that. Some of them even stood up!
"Yeah! What's the meaning of this? "
"Your Zhou Family invited everyone here to support you, so why are you trying to cheat us?"
"Seven people eating more than 3,000 yuan? That's too much of a scam!"
Fourth Bro Zhou quickly explained, "This wine was specially brewed by us …"
Zhang Ye rebuked, "This wine was meticulously planned by you all! If their table gets 2,000 yuan for the wine, then the other table will get 2,000 yuan for the dishes! The other table will get 2,000 yuan for the tea. No one will be able to escape! In any case, it's all your mouths. You can name however much you want! We originally had some respect for the Zhou Family and even deeply respected Old Master Zhou. But today, we've really been disappointed! Everyone knows that the Zhou Family has been in dire straits for the past six months. They've closed many of their training halls and their income has plummeted. But you can't try to cheat us of our money just because of that! It's not like we were the ones who took over your training halls! Why should we foot the bill? 2,000 yuan for a loose bottle of wine? That's even more expensive than Maotai?! "
When someone heard that, they immediately understood!
"The Zhou Family is short on money!"
"No wonder!"
"But we're all in the same boat, so you can't cheat us like this!"
"Yeah, why are you cheating us of our money?"
"Where can you find loose bottles of wine that cost 2,000 yuan! That bro in sunglasses is right! This scam is way too obvious! "
The more everyone listened, the more they felt it made sense!
Fourth Bro Zhou flew into a rage. "Which sect are you from?"
Zhang Ye slammed the table and roared, "Which sect am I from? Listen to that tone of voice! Listen to it! If you're not from a sect or are from a small sect, you'll have to be willing to be cheated by the Zhou Family! If you're from a large sect, you can eat and drink at the same table as them for free! This is clearly bullying the weak and fearing the strong! This was clearly aimed at people from small sects like us! Because our money is easy to earn! Because we have no foundation or ability, so we're easy to bully! That's why they can cheat us of our money! They're using us as cannon fodder to cheer for the Zhou Family, so we have to come. They want us to pay for our meals, so we have to pay! They want us to contribute and give us money at the same time! They're treating us like idiots! "
A burly non-affiliate man slammed the table and stood up. "Fuck!"
Upstairs, a group of disciples from a small sect who were tipsy from drinking also jumped up in anger. "So what if they're from a large sect! Do they really think we're idiots? "
"Shameless!"
"People from the Zhou Family, what's the meaning of this?"
"This is too much!"
"You guys dare to earn this kind of dirty money?"
"Do you still have any Jianghu rules?"
Liu Yiquan, Liu Yizhang, He Badao, and the others were also enraged and stood up together with Zhang Ye!
Fourth Bro Zhou was completely dumbfounded! What the f * ck did I say? I just f * cking asked you which sect you were from! That's all I'm asking you!
At this moment, a hot-tempered senior brother of the Zhou Family Style School suddenly threw the teacup in his hand onto the ground in anger. He was just angry and wanted to vent his anger!
Ka-cha!
The cup was smashed into smithereens, and shards of glass flew everywhere!
As a result, Zhang Ye said angrily, "Smashing a cup as a signal? How dare you attack us!? "
The moment Zhang Ye said that, the expressions of countless non-affiliates and people from the small sects and clans changed drastically. They all blew up!
"Bastard!"
"You still dare to attack?"
"Let's do it!"
"Come on! F * ck! Let's fight! "
"Zhou Family Style, fuck your grandpa!"
That senior brother of the Zhou Family Style School was stunned!
Fourth Bro Zhou was also stunned!
Fight?
Smashing the cup as a signal?
I'll f * cking smash your second granny!
The people at Yan Hui's table had already surrounded them and were scolding them as they walked towards the Zhou Family Style School's people!
Suddenly, someone from the Kongtong Sect's table stood up and grabbed Yan Hui, shouting, "This is the Tianshan Martial Arts Conference! Don't cause trouble! "
Yan Hui did not pay attention and stumbled as he was dragged away!
Zhang Ye roared, "The large sects are beating us up! They're all on the same side! Fuck! Let's f * ck them up! " Then Zhang Ye took the lead and rushed over. He found a person from the Zhou Family Style School who had scolded Rao Aimin as a b * tch and sent a flying kick right into that person's face!
The itinerant cultivators and the small sects were seething with anger!
"Fuck them up!"
"Fuck!"
"They're really beating us up?"
"They're such bullies!"
"Fuck, let's fight it out with them!"
"A warrior can be killed, but not humiliated!"
The person from the Kongtong Sect who grabbed Yan Hui was also dumbfounded. "Beating people up? Who beat people up? I was just — "Before he could finish, he received three punches to his face." Aiyo! Who the f * ck hit my face! "
The Kongtong Sect's people immediately rushed forward in anger!
Two people from the large sects who were on good terms with the Zhou Family Style School were also infuriated. They kicked away their chairs and stood up!
Yan Hui rushed forward. "Attack!"
The two brothers, Liu Yiquan and Liu Yizhang, shouted angrily, "The large sects are going too far! This is intolerable! "
He Badao roared, "You want to compete in numbers? Do you think we non-affiliates are afraid of you? "
Li Quanneng had already sent a flying kick to knock down a disciple from a large sect. "Trying to scam us non-affiliates? Ask your Grandpa Li if he agrees to that! "
It was a mess!
It was a complete mess!
The Tianshan Martial Arts Conference had not even started yet, but everyone was already fighting!
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