The meeting place of Silver Moon Martial Arts was in a large manor outside Bairi City.

In the words of Nanquan, although everyone is in the martial arts world, who knows which bastard is hiding his evil intentions, so everyone has to be on guard to avoid being tricked.

Therefore, it was difficult to hold the meeting on anyone's territory, so it was simply placed on the outskirts of the city.

Nan Quan and Yang Jian were not the first to arrive. When they passed by, they could hear bursts of laughter coming from the courtyard from the door.

Someone saw Nan Quan coming in, and immediately gathered around him, saying with a smile on his face: "Nan Quan, you are too late today!"

Nan Quan glanced sideways and said, "Which finale have you seen that was the first to come?"

After that, he sent a message to Yang Jian and introduced: "This man's name is Liu Ming, nicknamed Thunder Legs. He is good at kicking. In terms of strength, he is average. He is not as good as your master and me. He ranks in the middle and lower reaches of the top thirty-six."

Yang Jian glanced at the skinny man and nodded.

Thunder Legs laughed and said: "Nanquan, you haven't seen me for the past few days, so you are being arrogant. You have to know that there are a lot of people here today. Can you be the finale?"

Nan Quan snorted softly and said: "I'm better than you anyway! I'm at least in the top three, but you, the bottom three, have the nerve to tell me?!"

Thunder Legs was furious on the spot, "I guess we can practice after the party this time!"

"Practice, practice, I'm afraid of you!" Nan Quan was not afraid at all.

At this time, everyone else in the courtyard saw Nanquan, and everyone who was familiar with him came over to say hello.

Yang Jian didn't speak, just silently observing everyone. He finally discovered that these people in the Silver Moon Martial Arts were basically grumpy people who could easily get angry. Right now, two places were already fighting.

People nearby were watching, and some were cheering.

Of course, there are some who are more aloof, holding a sword in their arms and not saying much, just standing there alone, while others are holding a knife in their hands and walking back and forth, with a rebellious expression on their faces.

"I talked about Southern Fist and Thunder Kick, and I also said that the party is over, and those of you who have the guts to go fight first. Anyway, there is no delay. When did our Silver Moon Wulin become so grinding!"

At this time, one of the men smiled and said, "This is Sun Kui, nicknamed Qimei Gun, and he specializes in stick skills. He is somewhat powerful, but he is still weaker than me!"

While making the introduction, he also said loudly: "Why do you want to fight me when you say it? Who do you think you are? Why should I listen to you? Otherwise, you will come out and fight with me. Otherwise, you will fight me."

Shut up!"

Thunder Legs also turned around and said, "That's right, when did you, Qi Mei Guang, only know how to stand behind and stir up troubles? You're so filthy!"

He didn't take in the fun, but was made to feel embarrassed. With so many people watching, Qi Meigun didn't feel comfortable leaving the stage. He raised his foot and kicked the round iron rod into his hand. He raised the stick with one hand.

, pointed at Nan Quan and said: "Come on Nan Quan, I want to see if you are as arrogant with your words as you are with your hands!"

"Come on, who is afraid of whom?"

Nan Quan also took a step forward, and the others immediately vacated the place, leaving enough room for the two of them to stand aside and watch the excitement.

Soon, the two of them were fighting with each other, one using fists and the other using a stick, clashing vigorously, and the roaring sound echoed around.

The rest of the people were clicking their tongues beside them, and Yang Jian even opened a handicap to bet on who would win and who would lose when he saw a few good guys.

The two roared and fought for hundreds of rounds. In the end, the eyebrow stick was hit by Nan Fist and was defeated. Nan Fist fell to the ground. He looked at the eyebrow stick being supported with disdain and said: "Just

You have the nerve to talk to me about this! I thought you were so powerful, but it turned out that your stick was so soft that I didn’t even feel it when it hit me. You still need to practice!"

Qi Meigun glared at him, but he didn't argue. Who said that his skills were inferior to others.

The rest of the people around were secretly frightened, thinking that this Nanquan was really good at it. The scene of the battle just now happened, and the fist technique became even sharper. Faced with Nanquan, many people felt unsure.

Nan Quan was unyielding, and turned to look at Thunder Kick and said: "Come on, let's have a game too. Don't wait until the party is over. I also want to see the strength of your Thunder Kick!"

Thunder Leg was helpless. After watching the fight just now, he actually understood that he was no match for Nanquan, but he had no choice. Now that everyone was talking, he couldn't be coward, right?

Immediately, the two fought together again, and after dozens of rounds, Thunder Leg was defeated.

The rest of the people took a breath and looked at Nan Quan, astonished in their hearts. There is something about this guy. He didn't seem to be so powerful before. Is this another breakthrough? In today's era of rising superpowers, can a martial artist still break through?

?

The outstanding performance of Nanquan made some people in the crowd feel a little excited. Just when they wanted to stand up and compete with Nanquan again, several people suddenly came out from the courtyard.

The leader was wearing light clothes, coughing frequently, and looked sickly. On his left and right sides, there were two people standing, one tall and straight, the other elegant.

Seeing these three people, many people in the courtyard couldn't help but frown.

One person said: "Sick bed ghost, haha ​​monster, ogre, why are you three here too?"

Hearing this, the man who often coughed raised his head and said with a smile: "We are also from the Silver Moon. Why can't we come to such a gathering?"

"But are you people from the martial arts world?"

"The situation is getting smaller! Brother Chen!"

The man known as the "Sickbed Ghost" smiled and said: "Although we are official, we are also Yincheng people. What's more, we are responsible for organizing today's party. You think we, the organizers, can't help but participate."

?”

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, many people were shocked. It was actually them who organized it?

Because in the past, people in the martial arts world and the officialdom had never been able to urinate in a pot. Even the three "sick bed ghosts" once led troops to arrest them, and several of them still had grievances, so now suddenly

How could I not be surprised when I heard that the other party reported this party?

"Don't worry!"

As if sensing the thoughts of others, the sickbed ghost raised his hand and said with a smile: "Today we are gathering, no matter the past grudges or old grudges, it is Mr. Hou who has important matters to discuss with everyone!"

"Something important? What's important to you?" someone asked coldly.

The ghost on the bed said: "It is very important. It is related to the development of our entire Silver Moon Wulin."

"Um?"

"Brother Chen, please be patient! When everyone arrives, Hou will explain it to everyone in detail!"

The sickbed ghost said a few words, and the mood in the courtyard, which was originally a little excited, calmed down a little. However, the originally fiery atmosphere suddenly became a little quiet at this time.

Nan Quan, who was on the side, was still introducing Yang Jian via voice transmission: "This ghost on the sick bed is Hou Xiaochen, the governor of the Inspection Department of Bairi City. Even though he keeps coughing like a tuberculosis ghost, he is a sinister person and very powerful.

Strong, there are rumors that he has the Fire Phoenix Spear, don’t underestimate him!"

"The tall figure next to him is called Huang Yu, nicknamed the Ogre. He is in charge of the left army in White Sun City. He is also very strong and has superb army command skills!"

"The gentle man on the other side is called Zhao Shuguang. He is the director of the White Sun City Administration Department. His nickname is Haha. Even though he smiles at everyone all day long, he is also full of bad intentions. Although he has never fought with anyone, I

I feel like this person is not weak at all!”

Nan Quan was introducing in detail. At this moment, Hou Xiaochen, the ghost on the sickbed, suddenly looked over and said with a smile: "Brother Nan Quan, is this young boy next to you the disciple you have always said before?"

Nan Quan turned his head and glanced at Yang Jian, then turned around and said proudly: "Exactly! I just take this opportunity to introduce to you, Yang Jian, my disciple!"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on Yang Jian, eyes curious.

Yang Jian smiled and said hello, and at the same time he sent a message to Nan Quan: "Xiao Nan, who of these people you just mentioned is the most powerful?" If you like Yang Jian's Life Simulation of All Heavens, please save it: (https://www.haimawx.com)
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