After the young man with a maroon-haired hair left that position, Chen Xi and others breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the boy is quite close to Anthony, a pseudo-Chinese man. And if they heard it correctly, the boy is actually Anthony's master?

They are very clear about Anthony's strength. Although it is still far behind, it can at least reach the level of a first-class expert. A person who can make Anthony respect is not a good person.

What's more, Anthony's family is still under his control.

So they don't want to force it.

Fortunately, the two of them finally retreated.

Zhou Tianpeng on the stage also breathed a sigh of relief, "Dear friends who have come from afar, welcome to attend this year's National Arts Exchange Conference. Before the conference officially begins, there is a good news to be announced to everyone." After that, he looked at Chen Xi and said, "Old Chen, are you talking about it?"

Chen Xi behind him waved his hand and smiled and said, "You announce it."

Su Nan didn't care what they said, he slowly walked to Zhang Ye's side, then stood still, and calmly greeted him: "The king of heaven conquers the earth tiger?"

Zhang Ye was stunned for a moment and immediately received: "Jade Emperor X Queen Mother?"

Su Nan's eyes lit up and he asked again: "Pauta River Demon?"

Zhang Ye replied: "The giant friend is holding his waist!"

Su Nan asked again: "The spring breeze blows on the willows?"

Zhang Ye did not think: "Dare you ask if it's Duan You?"

Sunan nodded: "Beer crayfish?"

Zhang Ye replied again: "Duan You are a family!"

After answering these, Zhang Ye suddenly felt as if he had found a confidant. He stepped forward and hugged Su Nan's shoulder: "Brother, I'll say it's your right taste! Fortunately, I'm lucky, I'm all Duan Friends!"

Su Nan smiled at him: "It's okay, the whole family."

The invisible little demon drooped his head and looked at Zhang Ye who was smiling happily, and then looked at his partner who was smiling in a sinister manner, and couldn't help but complain.

It's really two squirting sticks are stirring together.

What kind of national martial arts conference is not necessary?

But...

The little devil yawned and fell asleep slowly on the tree. Before he fell asleep, he thought: Zhang Ye, are you sure that Su Nan and I are a family? I hope you can still smile so brightly on the day when your system is deprived!

The blonde young man was confused by their side, so he interrupted and asked, "Master...what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

Su Nan didn't look back: "Shut up, when your master is talking in the future, listen quietly! Do you understand?"

Blonde youth: "…"

Su Nan was puzzled: "Hmm?"

Blonde youth: "…"

Su Nan showed murderous aura on his face: "Speak!"

The blonde young man looked aggrieved: "Master, didn't you say that when you talk, I could only listen quietly and couldn't speak?"

Su Nan was stunned at first, then sighed: "... Forget it."

Zhang Ye smiled while holding his smile: "Brother, are you apprentice?"

Su Nan rolled his eyes: "Ah, a cheap apprentice."

Zhang Ye looked at the blonde young man Anthony carefully, then stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and commented: "I'm good at playing."

Chen Chen glanced at him: "Haha."

Su Nan also chuckled. Are you qualified to comment on others by your agile fruit Tai Chi book that you eat based on the system lottery and the halo of luck?

Zhang Ye didn't feel embarrassed, and gave Su Nan a thumbs up: "Brother, I was so awesome last night. I'm pretty good at beating. That Taoist priest is about to be angry with you."

Su Nan: "You are not bad for each other. I heard that Zhou Jiaquan lost 1,000 yuan to everyone on the scene last night, which was your credit?"

Zhang Ye scratched his head: "What should be done, what should be done."

Su Nan smiled and stretched out his hand: "What about mine one thousand yuan."

"..." Zhang Ye scratched his head and immediately stretched out his hand: "Look, that shameless old thief is still talking on the stage. Don't worry, buddy. I will help you get the thousand dollars back when it's over!"

Su Nan shrugged, knowing that the thousand dollars were probably wasted.

At this time, Zhou Tianpeng also announced on the stage that the National Arts Association had finally obtained special funds for rebuilding the sect, such as reimbursement of travel expenses, tax rebates for opening a martial arts hall, supporting the construction of the national arts community and protecting intangible cultural heritage. As long as the martial arts of various sects are registered with the National Arts Association, they can enjoy this financial subsidy... and so on, which won applause and applause.

I don’t know if it’s a common problem for leaders, but I like to talk about it in a long and long way during meetings.

Anyway, Su Nan heard that he was yawning and beating.

But the good thing is that the next step was not long after.

According to the management of each year, the opening show is performed by various factions.

Su Nan suddenly felt energetic.

Last night, he only cared about fighting and didn't have time to appreciate what the power of the real martial arts world is like. He looked seriously in the direction of the stage.

The first one to go out were the disciples of the Huashan Sect. The Huashan Sect was not a big sect more than ten years ago. However, after Chen Xi won the position of Grandmaster, the Huashan Sect ushered in an explosive expansion. There were many disciples under his sect. For this show, they chose the sword formation!

Um.

The sword formation is good.

I think of the Big Dipper Seven Star Formation in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" written by Mr. Jin Yong back then, so domineering! For example, the Zhu Xian Sword Formation in "Zhu Xian" can be described as majestic.

result……

It should have been a very beautiful scene, but this year there was an unexpected situation and everyone was delighted. Looking at the scene of more than a dozen injured and lame disciples of Huashan Sect playing swords, many people in the martial arts world below had a grass and mud horse running by in their hearts!

Su Nan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

He tried hard to keep himself from complaining, and the next...program... should be good, right?

In Shaolin Temple, a monk with gauze wrapped in his head successfully performed the iron-headed exercise.

At the Iron Sand Gate, a disciple who was leaning on a crutch performed a set of Iron Sand Palm on the spot.

The hero of Kunlun Sect twisted his waist while fighting. He screamed and sat there and couldn't move anymore. His brothers and sisters carried him down embarrassedly. The performance of Kunlun Sect had to be stopped. The disciples of Kongtong Sect who were standing behind them also limped up to save the scene and started the performance.

Su Nan really can't stand it this time!

What National Art Conference!

It makes it look like his mother's donation site for earthquake relief!

This group of sick people...the performance of brain bandages...is also worthy of being called a martial arts person?

Even Sunan's apprentice Anthony wanted to cover his face. These so-called martial arts performances of the National Arts Association... really blinded his titanium alloy dog ​​eyes!

Suddenly, there was a commotion on the scene.

"Here you come!"

"Here you come!"

"Look back!"

No one watched the performance again, and his eyes were all on the mountain road behind him!

Zhou Tianpeng closed his eyes and rested without even opening his eyes.

Chen Xi's face was solemn.

Chenchen asked Zhang Ye to pick her up and looked over anxiously.

Zhang Ye and everyone also turned around!

The people from the Bagua Sect have arrived.

The leading person is the landlord of the current guardian of Chenchen, Zhang Ye, who is also the most awesome master in the world, Rao Aimin.

Su Nan touched his chin.
Chapter completed!