"If martial arts really doesn't adapt to this era, it's a pity that it's not necessary to die."

"You, okay, I won't invite you anymore. Actually, this time I called you to recommend a very spiritual martial arts author to you."

"Who, don't tell me, Ji Yun, the number one martial arts player in mainland China."

"How could it be?"

When talking about Ji Yun, Zeng Chu also blushed.

Although Ji Yun is the number one martial arts person in mainland China, he writes about Liang Sheng’s martial arts fan. If Liang Sheng really wants to pursue it, Ji Yun is simply a joke. However, Zeng Chu was just a little embarrassed and quickly recovered. He knew that many times, a literary type needs to develop, and sometimes it doesn’t matter if he writes about fan. Although this may be despised by some Xiangjiang literary authors, what’s wrong if he can really find a way to innovate martial arts from writing about fanatics?

Of course, Zeng Chu is not talking about Ji Yun at this moment.

"This person is the best person in the world. I have written three novellas of martial arts recently. I believe that after reading the martial arts works he wrote, you will definitely be very interested in him."

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Chapter completed!