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Chapter 1192

"Lu Chen, you must show off your style, make a name for yourself, and let the world see what it means to be unparalleled and unparalleled in the world!"

Looking at the tall back, Zuo Xinyue murmured to herself, her beautiful eyes full of love and admiration.

A true man should carry a three-foot sword and achieve unparalleled achievements. Even if there are difficulties and obstacles ahead, he should move forward bravely without fear.

This is a real man!

"If you dare to challenge the martial arts leader, today is the day you die!"

Yang Jie looked gloomy and cursed secretly.

He just hoped that Lu Chen would be beaten to death by Lei Wanjun as soon as he came on stage.

"Huh! Sooner or later, you will die, it's just a few more minutes of living."

Lei Qianzhong smiled ferociously, his eyes looking very evil.

"Senior Brother Lu, you must not let anything happen to you!"

Lin Rong clasped her hands together and prayed secretly.

"Damn, this kid really dares to do it. He doesn't really think he can do it, does he?"

Tao Yang frowned, his eyes full of jealousy and hatred.

He didn't understand why Lu Chen became a martial arts master even though they were all of the same age, but he didn't even break through to the innate realm.

Why?

Where did I go wrong?

“It’s so lively here!”

Suddenly, a group of people wearing special uniforms walked into the martial arts arena.

The leader was a man with a mustache and a sharp mouth.

Behind the man, there were also some strange people, some were fat, some were thin, some were tall, some were short, some were as ugly as ghosts, some were as beautiful as fairy tales, with all kinds of strange looks and figures.

But without exception, these people are very powerful.

"Zhenwu Si? He is actually from Zhenwu Si!"

"Oh my God! Why is Zhenwu Si here? Is there a sinful person here?"

After seeing the situation clearly, there was a commotion at the scene.

The Zhenwu Division is an official organization of the Dragon Kingdom, and there are many experts and strong men in it.

The duty of the Zhenwu Division is to control the warriors in the world and prevent the use of force to violate the ban.

Whether it is the Jiangnan Martial Arts League, the Jiangbei Martial Arts League, or various sects, they are all under the jurisdiction of the Zhenwu Division.

It is no exaggeration to say that Zhenwusi is the pinnacle of power in the martial arts world.

Any sect that dares not to listen to the orders of the Zhenwu Division will directly suppress them with force and kill them on the spot.

"Hey! Isn't this Hall Master Wu? What kind of wind brings you here?"

When he saw the mustached man, Chen Yuanwei immediately smiled and led the crowd to greet him.

"Old Chen, I came to visit you unexpectedly today, you won't welcome me, right?" Wu Hongda, a man with a mustache, said with a smile.

"No, no, it's our honor for Hall Master Wu to come." Chen Yuanwei's attitude was very polite.

No matter how powerful the leader of the Zhenwu Division is, as long as his status is there, even Lei Wanjun must respect him respectfully.

"Old Chen, I heard that you have a young grandmaster from Jiangnan who is also challenging the leader of the martial arts league. Is this true?" Wu Hongda asked.

"It's true."

Chen Yuanwei nodded: "Today the martial arts alliance has gathered all the martial arts sects to witness this grand martial arts gathering."

"Really? Then I'm a little curious, who is this person?" Wu Hongda raised his eyebrows.

"He's on the stage." Chen Yuanwei stretched out his hand to guide him in the direction of the ring.

"oh?"
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