The venue was quiet, with only Fu Xiaowa gasping on the stage and Lei Shaoyun squirming under the stage.

Yes, Lei Shaoyun was defeated. Under their straight eyes, his resentful eyes stared at the ground, and his clenched fists seemed to squeeze out flames.

He never thought he would lose to a child. Yes, from the first day he entered the martial arts hall, he still remembered the candied haws he was holding and calling his parents' names.

Then, he began to move forward silently on this road. The candied haws in his hand slowly turned into wooden sticks, swords and guns. He gradually grew from a young man to an elite warrior.

He has defeated countless opponents, yes, countless, and his failures are very few, and he is counted. That is only his brother Shaoqing, the owner of the museum, Master Yuan Yelin, and Huoke Ming.

He never expected that he would fall into the hands of others, but an opponent older than him or a stronger opponent than him.

No, he has been winning so much that even he himself has become numb. He has become accustomed to the fact that he defeated his opponent every time, and has been accustomed to standing on the martial arts stage to raise his fists and shout to greet the cheers of the audience.

Now, he was defeated, and he was in a mess. He lowered his head and said nothing. It seemed as if he had grown up ten years old, and his fighting spirit had turned into the depressed moment.

The audience in the audience, whether it was the apprentice of Tianji Martial Arts Hall or Xiangyun Martial Arts Hall, all accepted this fact in horror. This was an apprentice they had never met, a child, and this strange face had never appeared at any martial arts conference in the world, and he could not have appeared, because he might not have been over ten years old even before.

They were used to the battle between familiar faces, but they could not accept the sudden appearance of this strange face, like a dark horse. They were really just an ordinary martial arts apprentice. They were always used to such stories, masters duels, and then they were very intense, and the strongest man won the championship in the end.

But this face is really strange. Looking at the childish face, the unkempt hair, and the cold clothes, they couldn't find anything to create a musical story from Fu Xiaowa, but it was this child who showed a miracle on the stage, a miracle that had never been seen in a martial arts meeting.

They can no longer be as normal as usual, and cannot guide the winners and losers on the stage with a plain heart. They stared blankly at Lei Shaoyun who was regretful on the ground.

This is the face they are familiar with, the face that has won countless applause on the stage, but now on the stage is another face they are completely unaccustomed to, the Fu Xiaowa who appears from somewhere.

The air was still so cold, Fu Xiaowa panted and came to his senses. His whole body was trembling, which was the sequelae of the outbreak of the overdrawn energy of the whole body. If he had not defeated his opponent, he would have to wait to admit defeat at this moment, and he had no combat power anymore. This battle was really scary. For him, it was a terrible junior apprentice battle. In the first round, he had to give up everything and almost live in the air.

He didn't know how to face the more intense next battlefield, which was probably a more tragic battle. He no longer believed in his ability and could win the championship in this competition.

He recalled the peaceful days in Tai'an Martial Arts Hall, the familiar faces, the gardener uncles who taught him martial arts, the intimate servants, and the delicious food. And this place seemed to be another world, full of dangers and possible death at any time. The countless pairs of eyes made him nervous, and the opponent, like a wolf, made him feel trembling.

But he must face it, he must use his hands to win rewards, no matter how difficult and tortuous the journey is. Yes, he will use his hands to fight for it and not give up easily.

Yuan Yelin also took a deep breath, his expression became calm, and his fingers were twitching regularly on the armrest of the chair. Although he watched his apprentice lose, he still had to admit that this was a wonderful game. His apprentice lost without any worries. The opponent was indeed too strong. Although he lost in the lower plate, the opponent must not have broken through the level of the Zhongzhu point. You must know that breaking Simao and breaking Zhongzhu are completely different realms.

He hoped to see the battle below, and he hoped to see the future of this child and see where the child would eventually stand.

However, the result of the game was delayed. At this time, the master had already returned and his face looked ugly. Yuan Yelin asked: "Why haven't the result of the game been announced yet?"

"You report to the owner, this matter is a bit difficult..." The master's face felt sarcastic.

“What’s the problem?”

"That's right. If the results of such competitions are invalid according to the competition rules, you can imagine that if an adult apprentice is in the wrong order and wins the championship, it is impossible to recognize the championship. The rules of the martial arts association are like this. Those over the age of sixteen are strictly restricted from participating in the youth group, and the adult group also strictly restricts apprentices between the ages of sixteen and twenty-six. Strictly speaking, this game is invalid!" The master bowed.

"But this is a junior apprentice entering the adult group. This is reasonable and effective!"

"Although you are the owner of a museum, this is not the final say. The martial arts association has the greatest rules. This is the common agreement between the three major martial arts schools. This is to ensure fairness and justice that no one of the owners uses their power for personal gain. Therefore, this game can only be abandoned!"

Hearing this, Yuan Yelin touched the bald head. What he said was not the final word. If he said it, he could directly designate his apprentice to get the first place. He said regretfully: "I really want to see the battle below. It's a pity. Is there no other way?"

The master shook his head: "No, according to regulations, competitions that do not meet the age requirements cannot be effective unless the child is sixteen years old..."

"At the age of sixteen?" Yuan Yelin's eyes flashed with a light, and he said, "In my territory, I still have the ability to tamper with the age of the apprentice?"

"This...it doesn't seem to be a big problem, but if it is found out, the final result will still be cancelled, and we have to bear the responsibility..."

"Then just like that, change the age of this child to sixteen years old, and change his name, otherwise you will know that he is called Zhang Dafu and will be promoted to the next level to the next level. Responsible. How big a deal will be? I will hold you back!" Yuan Yelin patted his chest and said.

"If you insist on doing this, then I will do it!" The master bowed and said with a back.

Yuan Yelin looked at the stage again. The child should have something he belonged to. This was what he won with his double fists, everything he deserved! ```````

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