"Why are you cursing?" Yang Kai looked at him lightly.

Wuchang sneered: "I don't even dare to see me, it's not that I don't have courage."

Murong Xiaoxiao said angrily: "Senior Brother Xia is flawless, but he is not afraid to come to see you."

Wuchang said with his hands behind his back: "Everyone has excuses. He is afraid that he will be embarrassed by his subordinates when he comes, right?"

"It's not like this!" Murong Xiaoxiao wanted to argue, but Yang Kai raised his hand to stop her, and said, "I have heard of the last martial arts meeting. A momentary complacency and loss of power are nothing. Before coming, Senior Brother Xia said, Brother Wuchang is enthusiastic, so I must accompany you for one or two."

He hadn't even seen Xia Sheng's face recently, so naturally he could not have such an explanation.

But now he represents the Qingyang Temple, so he is not willing to be slapped in the face. He naturally has to reject it when encountering problems. He will stabilize his momentum first and then talk about other things.

"You?" Wuchang looked up and down at Yang Kai and nodded slightly: "It's a bit qualified to be careless, I hope it won't disappoint me too much."

"Maybe it's a surprise!" Yang Kai raised his eyebrows, "This turtle grandson, don't fall into my hands, otherwise you will be nice."

"I'm so arrogant!" Wuchang sneered.

Chen Wenhao turned his head and shouted, "Wuchangjue's mouth, this is Wuhua Palace, don't be presumptuous."

Gao Xueting also said, "Stop talking about it."

Wuchang looked disappointed, and he couldn't argue with his elders in front of outsiders. He shook his hand and turned his head to look at him. Yang Kai and others were naturally too lazy to bother them. A storm disappeared. After all, everyone knew that no one could do anything in this situation. After all, quarreling would only make people laugh.

Wen Zishan laughed and said, "Young people are really young and energetic, not bad."

Feng Ming did not comment and said with a fist: "All the colleagues in the Southern Region have arrived. The palace master is accompanying you. Please ask me." He turned his head to Zhuang Bufan and ordered: "Xiaofan, lead two seniors to the guest hall."

"Yes." Zhuang Bufan responded and reached out and said, "Please, everyone."

Feng Ming said: "Mr. Wen Palace Master Ma Shengzhu forgives me. Feng is responsible for his duties and is inconvenient to accompany him."

"Elder Feng, please come back and talk again." Wen Zishan smiled slightly, followed Zhuang Bufan with his hands behind him, and headed towards the top of the mountain.

Ma Qing also nodded at him and led a group of people from Tianwu Holy Land to follow him. This time, there was no competition.

A group of people gradually drifted away. Feng Ming suddenly turned around and looked at Yang Kai, his brows frowned slightly. When there was no one around, he took out the messaging compass and poured his divine thoughts into it. He didn't know who he was sending the message to.

A group of people walked halfway, and a herringbone-shaped fork appeared. There were disciples from Wuhua Hall waiting on both sides. When they saw people saluting, they reached out to invite them.

Zhuang Bufan turned around and said, "Two seniors, please arrange your disciples who come to participate in the martial arts meeting."

This group of people has to go to the top of the mountain to rest, and only the Emperor Realm has the qualifications. The disciples who follow him naturally cannot follow him, and everyone knows this.

Wen Zishan turned around and signaled. Gao Xueting immediately arranged a group of disciples from Qingyang Temple to follow a waiter to the right. The Tianwu Holy Land naturally chose the left, and the two disciples were a little uncomfortable. If they were really arranged to live together, they would probably fight without waiting for the war tomorrow. It should be noted that there were no elders in the Emperor Realm suppressing them at this time.

The remaining group of people followed Wuchang up again and climbed up the steps. People from the two major forces were clearly divided.

Soon, I arrived at the top of the mountain and saw a magnificent palace with extraordinary momentum. There were waiters waiting outside the palace.

Zhuang Bufan led a group of people to the palace and entered the hall. A loud noise came, which made Yang Kai, Murong Xiaoxiao and others look at each other, but they didn't expect it to be so lively inside.

When I looked around, I was a little scared. There were no less than five or six hundred people gathered in the hall, most of which were powerful people in the Emperor Realm. The waiters were shuttled through it. The hall was filled with tables, with melons, fruits, delicacies, wine and jade liquid on the table.

The room was full of guests and was very lively. From time to time, people were shuttled and raised their glasses to invite them to drink.

In the middle of the hall, a group of more than forty young girls were dancing gracefully. Their clothes were not exposed, but they were all youthful and had a good face. They had graceful waists and were dancing with their arms bent, which attracted some people to smile and wait and see.

Although these dancers were arranged by Wuhua Hall to cheer up, the status of Wuhua Hall is here and will not put any effort into this. If they are dressed too revealingly, it would be underestimated. This arrangement in front of them makes the style of Wuhua Hall appear.

However, most people's attention is not on them. The Southern Region Emperor Realm is gathered here, and the sect leaders and family leaders gather together. It is time to build friendship and create relationships. Who has the heart to pay attention to them?

It is not easy for the Emperor Realm to gather together, and the Southern Martial Arts Association is a good gathering platform.

Wen Zishan and Ma Qing led a group of people in as soon as they walked in, someone put down their wine glasses and stood up to salute: "Lord Wen, Lord Ma, Lord Ma."

As soon as the sound came out, the noisy hall was much quieter. Everyone turned their heads and looked at it, and greetings were endless. Wen Zishan smiled and bowed from all sides. Under Zhuang Bufan's leadership, he walked to the front. Ma Qing looked straight and looked cold. However, those who are familiar with him know that he is like this, not that he is not without giving others face.

On the seat, a strong man in black suit looked at him with a smile, turned his head toward a middle-aged man with a gentle appearance who was lowered from his right hand, and said, "I'll just say, they will definitely arrive within a stick of incense. Look, isn't this coming."

The elegant man smiled and said, "Brother Lei is indeed a clever plan."

And those who can sit upright here are no longer qualified except the owner of Wuhua Palace Lei Gu.

This elegant man is obviously also a sect in the Southern Region. His cultivation level is at the two levels of Emperor, and his seat is very high.

"Brother Lei!"

Wen Zishan and Ma Qing stepped forward and bowed their hands.

Lei Gu stood up and said, "You two have been exhausted all the way, please take your seat first."

Although there are many tables in this hall and people are sitting in full, the four tables on the front are empty and no one dares to occupy them. These four tables are obviously reserved for the people in Qingyang Temple and Tianwu Holy Land.

Wen Zishan and Ma Qing separated from each other, and each took his elders to sit down.

Wen Zishan and Ma Qing naturally occupied a table, and the elders they brought were crowded together. There was one more person in the Qingyang Temple than the Tianwu Holy Land, and a table was just full of seats.

Immediately a maid came up to pour wine for everyone.

Lei Gu slowly stood up, raised a glass in his hand, and said loudly: "It is the Southern Region Martial Arts Association, a grand event in the world. Thanks to the love of all the colleagues in the Southern Region, the martial arts association is held in my Wuhua Hall. Lei and the Wuhua Hall will do their best to create a fair competition environment for everyone in the Southern Region. There will never be any favoritism. Here I wish you all the disciples to win the flag, prosperous martial arts, and pass on the torch of our Southern Region. There is no respect for a few water and wine. Please drink it all!"

"Master Xie Lei!" In the hall, everyone agreed in unison and raised their glasses to drink together. The scene was so lively.

A toast is the etiquette of Lei Gu as the host, and then everyone will freely wield it. Tomorrow is the day when the martial arts meeting is started, and there will be no such a harmonious moment. It is inevitable that the disciples of the disciples will suffer casualties and losses.

Many people came to toast at the Qingyang Temple table, but most of them came for Gao Xueting's face.

Luo Chen has not had much friendship and has no such honor. Yang Kai, Xiao Baiyi and Murong Xiaoxiao are purely here to open their eyes and do not know much about the Emperor Realm. Naturally, no one pays attention to them and is happy to be idle.

Yang Kai took the time to ask Murong Xiaoxiao, and understood why the relationship with the Tianwu Holy Land was a bit stiff. As he expected, it was indeed the reason for the last martial arts meeting. The two sides fought for the first and second in individual battles, and neither of them was convinced. Naturally, there was some competition.

Half an hour later, Lei Gu, Wen Zishan and Ma Qing left the venue early. The three of them had to gather together to discuss tomorrow's martial arts meeting, the arrangement of the list and the planning of the venue. Although Wuhua Palace was handled by Wuhua Palace, Wuhua Palace would not do anything to do on it, but Wen Zishan and Ma Qing had to check it out.

After the three of them left, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became more active, which shows that the three of them still put some pressure on people here.

Yang Kai seemed bored while drinking and eating, while watching from side to side. To be honest, he was still a little interested in the Wuhui incident at first, but he only realized that this was the case after he came. If it weren't for the fact that this matter was on his head, he would have wanted to go home now.

Although there will be no major problems in the Lingxiao Palace in the Northern Region, it has not been settled and I feel a little worried if I don’t take charge of it myself.

The main reason is that he has a high cultivation level now. The competition between the two levels of the Emperor, the Daoyuan Realm, the Void King Realm and the Return to Void Realm is really hard to arouse his interest. He has killed a lot of Emperor Realm, so he has no mood to watch these small fights.

But when Qingyang Temple pointed to him, he could only accompany him to the scene.

Suddenly remembering something, he turned to look at Gao Xueting and said, "Senior Sister Gao, what does that mean when Wuchang said that Senior Brother Xia was afraid of defeating him again? Is there a competition between the Emperor Realm of this martial arts meeting?"

Gao Xueting said: "There is no martial arts meeting, but there will be a martial arts meeting after it, but that is also voluntary, and there is no reward, it is purely a communication nature."

Yang Kai said oh, and secretly decided to pay attention. If Wuchang provoked him again, he would definitely give him some color. No matter what his special physique, he would not be stronger than the third-level mirror of the Emperor, right?

Yang Kai made it his current strength should not be much of a problem with the previous Emperor's third-level mirror. If all the trump cards were released, the Emperor's third-level mirror would probably have to stand aside. I don't know if Wuchang would give him this opportunity.
Chapter completed!