Chapter 929

"It's not a question of the spirit of martial arts. The other party obviously came prepared. This leader is not an ordinary person. He is rigorous in thinking, aggressive in momentum, and speaks frankly. If he is treated unfairly here, it may become a national conflict." Shen Hanshu Analyzing in a low voice.

"So these Mongols came here for the martial arts conference from the very beginning. What do they want to do? Are they coming to lead our Jianghu in the Central Plains?" Xu Lang snorted coldly.

"Although the leader's decree cannot fully command all people in the world, it still has a great influence." Shen Hanshu said with some concern.

"Mongolia and the Central Plains are in contact with each other now. I think martial arts competition is also a friendly exchange." The young man continued to speak loudly, looking at the frowning old men in the stands, he changed the subject again, and said, "It is still said that you Central Plains are afraid of us Mongolia , think that we are not our opponents in the ring, so you are afraid that we will not let us participate in the martial arts conference?"

These words were obviously aggressive, but on this occasion, it was obviously successful.

It was as if a pot had exploded in the crowd.

"Are we afraid of you Mongols? Just kidding!"

"It's better than better. I'll take you back to your hometown later."

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The head of Wudang and several other heads, the head of the family, looked at each other, and everyone nodded slightly. One is that they do not want this matter to rise to a conflict between the two countries, and the other is that they are very confident in this year's candidates.

Tian Miao didn't speak, just looked at the leading man silently.

This man is no ordinary person...

No, it should be said that his soul is not an ordinary person.

It is also the goal of her mission.

The head of Wudang said to the young man: "Yes. But in the arena, the sword has no eyes. If you get hurt, you will bear the consequences."

"Don't talk about being injured, even if you die." The young man bowed his hands and saluted, then turned and said to the crowd, "In Xiabatel, I am honored to participate in this martial arts conference in the Central Plains. I hope you will give me your advice."

There was a lot of discussion among the crowd. This Bateer was obviously different from the Mongols they had seen before. The man seemed to be open and generous, and polite. If it weren't for his appearance and name, it would be more appropriate to say that he is from the Central Plains.

After Battelle finished speaking, he gestured to one of his subordinates with his eyes.

The Mongolian man jumped onto the ring and cupped his hands at the crowd: "I'm Qing Geertai, please advise."

Immediately after he finished speaking, martial arts practitioners who could no longer hold back jumped onto the ring. After the two saluted, they began to exchange ideas.

At first, everyone didn't take it seriously. But after the two played against each other for a few rounds, everyone was shocked.

Everyone present has seen Mongolian martial arts. But the moves this Mongolian used were completely different from the previous ones. A weird move, but very effective. In a short period of time, the martial artist was actually restrained.

Everyone was amazed, they had never heard of or seen such martial arts.

Tian Miao squinted slightly.

Grabbing and fighting...

It seems that Battelle taught his subordinates a lot.

Battelle stood under the ring and watched the competition above, and after hearing the result of the competition, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. Of course, he didn't expect this subordinate to become the leader of the martial arts alliance, he just asked these subordinates to filter some people. In the end, he still needs to make a move.

Becoming the martial arts leader of the Central Plains is only the first step of his ambition.