Ye Fan couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, "Haha …" This means... In the future, those who practice ancient martial arts will also have a national competition and a world competition?
"But this thing is not convenient to compare. The difference in strength between ancient martial artists is like the difference between heaven and earth."
"Do you still need a layman like you to say that?" "Of course we know." Zhou Qingxia was a little displeased and said, "We have long since thought of the basic division rules. According to age, we will be divided into the youth group, the youth group, the middle-aged group, and the old group.
After that, they would be divided into different cultivation groups such as Houtian, Xiantian, and Body Refinement. Finally, there would be a 'mixed group' that anyone could join.
As long as the registration was divided, the participating ancient martial artists would be able to compete on the same level.
Our goal is to let the ancient martial artists of the world have a stage to spar and exchange pointers, and also to promote our ancient martial arts culture to the world. "
Ye Fan took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff. He said, "It's not impossible to hold an ancient martial arts competition and exchange pointers, but …" Now is not the time. "
Hearing Ye Fan's words, the faces of the three upper echelons of the association turned ugly.
"Brat, you are a layman who doesn't practice ancient martial arts. Don't go too far in preaching to our ancient martial world!" We are giving face to President Ning, not to you! "Liu Shengzhai coldly snorted.
Ye Fan flicked his cigarette ash and leisurely said, "Right now, China doesn't even have a single law against ancient martial artists. There isn't even a single department that can forcefully restrain ancient martial artists.
In such a situation where there is no protection, what kind of ancient martial arts competition is this? Do you want to spar with ancient martial arts, or do you want to provoke internal strife?
Who wins and who loses, will it turn into a fight between the powers? Have you ever thought about it?
If you don't even consider these things, and don't care about the risk of bleeding and sacrificing yourself, and just want to hold a convention as soon as possible, then I can only suspect …
Your true purpose might not be to promote the culture of ancient martial arts, but to take advantage of this opportunity to use the word 'fame' to fill your pockets, right?
Ye Fan could even guess with his toes that this group of fellows would most likely cause trouble for the sake of profiting from this convention.
For example, to give some people an award, a whole nice title, to raise their reputation. one
If he became famous at the convention, he would be able to recruit disciples at a high price.
The key was that these people also knew that the clan warriors and the four great sects did not think much of them. Therefore, the ancient martial artists who went were all middle and lower class warriors.
These people did not have much hope in the path of cultivation. Naturally, they wanted to use their Ancient Martial Arts to obtain more material benefits.
In the end, the ones who were fooled were the commoners and laymen who wanted to learn martial arts.
When Ning Zimo heard Ye Fan's words, she immediately came to a realization. Her eyes turned cold towards the people from the three associations.
"How dare you! How dare you slander us like this!? "
Cai Zhenguo suddenly slammed his fist on the table, and the stone table shattered into pieces!
With the strength of Small Success of Spirit Concentration, a table naturally could not withstand a casual punch from him.
With that, the dozens of ancient martial art practitioners and guests present all perked up and hurriedly looked over.
These ancient martial art practitioners had good hearing, and many of them knew what had happened here.
Therefore, when they saw that Ning Zimo's boyfriend had angered Cai Zhenguo and the other two, they all revealed expressions of anticipation.
"This kid really doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. He actually dares to rashly discuss the decision of the Ancient Martial Arts Association?"
"He doesn't have any cultivation at all. Does he really think that with President Ning's support, he can be safe and sound? This Elder Cai has thousands of disciples in the north, so he's not to be trifled with! "
A group of people were making sarcastic remarks on the side, while Cai Zhenguo and the other two were already somewhat angry out of humiliation.
These words of the sail could be said to have poked at some of the weaknesses in their hearts.
Ning Zimo looked at the shattered stone table and the broken teapot and teacups. Her pretty face turned cold.
"Elder Cai, although you are guests, this is the headquarters of our Purple Bamboo Forest. You better apologize immediately and compensate for all the losses here."
"Humph!" Apologize? This stinking brat slandered our Ancient Martial Arts Association, slandered our reputation, and spouted such nonsense!
If it wasn't for you, President Ning, this old man's punch just now would have left him half paralyzed!
Now, this old man will give you a chance to properly apologize to us and admit your wrongs! Otherwise, our Ancient Martial Arts Association will definitely pursue this matter to the end!
Cai Zhenguo's face darkened. Zhou Qingxia, Liu Shengzhai, and a few other accompanying disciples all surrounded him.
However, the moment they made a move, the dozen or so guards of the Purple Bamboo Forest immediately surrounded them.
"President Ning... What do you mean? Are you going to go against us for this stinking brat!? "Cai Zhenguo asked with a gloomy face.
Ning Zimo said coldly, "I've already said it very clearly. Apologize, admit your wrongs, and compensate for the losses. This is already the most forgiving path."
"What a joke!" Do you really think that this old man and the others are afraid of your Purple Bamboo Forest? This old man has over a hundred disciples, over a thousand disciples, and over a thousand disciples from the Emei and Eight Trigrams sects!
We are the upper echelons of the Ancient Martial Arts Association recognized by the country. If you dare to touch us here, you will be going against the country! "Cai Zhenguo said proudly.
"I know who you are, and I know your power, but since you have offended my lover, you must pay the price." Ning Zimo said with a cold and stern gaze.
At this time, Zhou Qingxia disdainfully said, "Little girl from the Ning family, it's best to think clearly about what your Purple Bamboo Forest did!
We are holding the Ancient Martial Arts Competition and letting you guys invest is to give you a chance to turn over a new leaf and wash away your money!
If you don't know what's good for you, then just wait for our Ancient Martial Arts Association to come and confiscate the black assets of your biggest underground gang! "
"That's right, and you even claimed to be the Sword God's woman, but in the end, you're with such a stinking brat. What a joke!"
An underground gang actually dares to contact the Sword God. Our Ancient Martial Arts Association will definitely not let you off! "Liu Shengzhai reprimanded.
When Ning Zimo heard these words, she was so angry that she laughed, "So the reason you guys are looking for me is to ask for money …" Truly worthy of being a great senior of the martial arts world.
"Stinking girl!?" You're looking for a beating!? "Liu Shengzhai said with his eyes wide open.
Ning Zimo wasn't afraid at all. "It's not certain who will fight who."
At this time, Cai Zhenguo took a step forward, "This old man will teach you a lesson today and let you know how to respect your seniors!"
Before he finished speaking, Cai Zhenguo had already circulated his Zhen Qi, and a Tiger Form Fist pounced towards Ning Zimo like a fierce tiger descending the mountain!
Amongst the three of them, only his cultivation was higher than Ning Zimo's, so he was full of confidence when he made his move.
Just as everyone at the scene was holding their breath, wanting to see how Cai Zhenguo would fight against Ning Zimo, the scene suddenly changed!
With the speed of wind and thunder, Fan Xian's hand pressed down on Cai Zhenguo's chest!
Then, with a grab, he grabbed his clothes, flipped his hand, and pressed his entire body to the ground!
It was as if he had grabbed a mahjong card and easily slammed it onto the table!
"Bam!"
The bluestone on the ground shattered and a deep pit was formed. Cai Zhenguo spat out a mouthful of blood!
Cai Zhenguo opened his eyes in anger, his pupils constricted, and he looked at the cold and indifferent Ye Fan in disbelief.
He didn't even see what had happened. His strength and speed had been completely crushed!
His Spirit Condensation Stage Zhen Qi was useless!?
The other dozens of martial artists at the scene also thought that they were hallucinating. When they clearly saw what had happened, all of their faces turned pale and they sucked in a breath of cold air …
In their eyes, it was as if the figure of the sail, which they had completely looked down on just a moment ago, had suddenly been magnified a hundred times. It was like a towering mountain, pressing down on them until they couldn't breathe!
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