They speeded up again and headed towards Shaoshi Mountain.

"Dad, who can defeat the other heroes in this martial arts competition and become the leader of the martial arts alliance?"

"You still need to ask? Of course it's Gang Leader Duan!"

"Then when can we meet Gang Leader Duan?"

"Don't rush, don't rush, you will see him soon!"

On the second day, the people from Shenjian Villa rushed to Shaoshi Mountain after a long journey.

Walking here feels like entering a market.

Pieces of tents were set up at the foot of the mountain, and they were endless as far as the eye could see.

These tents were of the same style. Lin Daxia guessed that they must have been set up by Shaolin monks to house martial arts people.

Sure enough, the Shaolin monk in charge of the reception placed the people from Shenjian Villa in front of a tent.

"This is too crude, isn't it? Is this how Shaolin's hospitality is?"

Lin Yijian was greatly disappointed. He was the young owner of Shenjian Villa and had lived a prosperous life since he was young. How could he have ever lived in a place like this?

Looking at the continuous tents and the bustling crowd.

Daxia Lin gave a bitter smile and lived in a tent in the open air. He really didn't expect it.

It's fine if it's sunny, but if it rains, everyone in the world will be like a drowned rat.

"Not everyone is qualified to live in the Zen room of Shaolin Temple."

A loud voice came from the distance.

Turning around to look, Daxia Lin suddenly became energetic and strode forward. He cupped his fists and said with a smile, "Brother! Pass the leader!"

He saw acquaintances, Cui Baiquan and Guo Yanzhi from the Funiu Sect.

The people from the Funiu Sect came towards this side, and a smile appeared on Guo Yanzhi's face: "Dr. Lin, you've got it!"

Pulling Lin Yijian over, Daxia Lin solemnly said: "Jian'er, this is the former leader of the Funiu Sect, known as the 'Soul-Chasing Whip' in the world!"

"This is Cui Baiquan, the elder of the Funiu Sect, nicknamed 'Golden Abacus', and an old friend of my father's."

Daxia Lin introduced Lin Yijian.

The former leader of the Funiu Sect, Ke Baisui, was killed by the Murong family. The eldest disciple Guo Yanzhi followed Duan Yu and joined Yanziwu and became the new leader of the Funiu Sect.

He was the person who saw Duan Yu defeat Murong Fu with his own eyes, and he also vigorously publicized it.

Although Yanzhi was once defeated by Duan Yu with one move on the Yellow Crane Tower, he was not ashamed of it, but rather proud of it. Wherever he went, he would brag that he had fought against Duan Yu, the leader of the Beggar Clan.

It is precisely for this reason that Guo Yanzhi has become a unit of measurement for combat power in the martial arts world, with each unit "passing".

"Junior Lin Yijian, I have met the leader before, urge the elder!"

Lin Yijian was a little shy and blushed when he saw the gift.

Daxia Lin shook his head secretly. It seemed that it was time to take him out to see the world more often.

Guo Yanzhi smiled and hugged his fists, which felt like a refreshing breeze.

Since he got close to Duan Yu's big tree, he has become famous in the martial arts world.

The Funiu Sect also has a cooperative relationship with the Beggar Clan and the Dali Duan clan, and its status in the world has become increasingly high.

Guo Yanzhi smiled and said: "The simplicity of this place is out of necessity. There are too many people attending the martial arts conference. Master Lin must not dislike it."

Daxia Lin nodded and said with a smile: "Haha, we people in the martial arts world are not so particular, as long as we have a place to live."

"Master Lin, after the martial arts conference is over, if you don't mind, why don't you come to our Funiu Sect as a guest?"

Guo Yanzhi sent out an invitation.

The Funiu Sect is in Nanyang, not far from Shaoshi Mountain.

"good!"

The two chatted while walking.

"This martial arts conference is unusual. It was initiated by Shaolin and promoted by the Beggar Clan. It seems that the martial arts leader is going to be elected. What does Master Lin have to say?"

"I believe that Shaolin and the Beggar Clan, as the Taishan Beidou of the martial arts world, should maintain order in the martial arts world. The martial arts conference can be used to mediate conflicts between various factions."

"Dear Master Lin, I have great advice. Judging from the current response, there are so many martial arts people and sects participating, which is far better than previous martial arts conferences."

Passing by tents, Lin Daxia had a very good ear, and from time to time he heard various discussions coming from inside.

"Did you hear that?"

"Last month, a foreign monk went to Shaoshi Mountain to challenge Shaolin."

"Monk Fan challenged Shaolin? How dare he?"

"It is said that this monk has quite a lot of background. He is the Grand Master of Tubo, King Maha Lun Ming!"

"How strong is this person?"

"Very strong! I was lucky enough to meet him that day. I made some jokes and annoyed him, so I couldn't defeat him!"

"so smart?"

"He didn't kill you?"

"What nonsense! If he kills me, will you still be able to see me?"

"Ahem. After all, Maharaja Maharaja is a monk and is compassionate."

"Stop talking about these useless things, tell me about the result of King Dalun Ming's challenge to Shaolin?"

"It is said that he was beaten out."

"Isn't it strange? The world's martial arts originated from Shaolin. No matter how powerful those monks are, can they be as powerful as Shaolin's Xuanzi generation of divine monks?"

"That's right. King Dai Lun Ming is overestimating his own abilities."

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"That's unreasonable!"

In a tent not far away, Jiumozhi's face turned blue.
Chapter completed!