In the office area of ​​the Hei Shi Martial Arts Hall, several deputy directors were scattered on the sofa. In front of everyone, a man who was even more rougher than Huang Ming was sitting behind the desk.

The gloss in his eyes was unpredictable, and he wrapped his arms around his chest and leaned on the back of the chair at will.

"The owner of the museum, the news has been sent out." Huang Ming bowed to report.

"Yes." Qi Wujiang nodded, "Have you found out how they won?"

"I've found out."

Huang Ming narrated the story of the kicking room.

"There are two brushes in this Shushan Sword Museum." Qi Wujiang narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Owner, then again, the Shushan Sword Museum is in full swing, and it was well-reputed among the people before, so there is no need for us to be this one to stand out." Huang Ming frowned.

"Lao Huang, are you okay?" Qi Wujiang was a little surprised when he said this, "That day he was in Shushan Sword Hall, but you were beaten by him in front of so many people. Can you swallow this tone?"

"Hahahaha, Lao Huang, you really can't do it anymore. What about the unyielding spirit when you were young?"

"I said I should have been replaced by that time. Look, I was embarrassed and even more courageous."

"Lao Huang, is your wife saying something in your ear again? Why did you look like this recently?"

The other deputy directors burst into laughter.

If the owner asked me to go over and find trouble, I would be beaten?

If you were to go there, those who were owed their mouths would probably be beaten even harder.

"I can't swallow it." Huang Ming glared at everyone, "I'm thinking about it, should we figure out the background of Shushan Sword Museum and then suppress it?"

"Everything is under control. They are just a vanguard soldier who helped him up." Qi Wujiang signaled him not to be nervous, "We are not suppressing Shushan Sword Hall."

"I understand." Huang Ming's expression fluctuated and hesitated, "Is the contradiction intensified to irreversible?"

"They don't have that strength, but they have to stretch their hands that long."

Qi Wujiang sneered.

"Lao Huang, you have been staying in the martial arts hall for a while, and these dogs are getting more and more excessive."

"That's right, there was only a little conflict last time. The inspection department dared to capture our students back? It's outrageous. Before that, I didn't even say hello to us?"

"I really didn't take us seriously, and the last time..."

Everyone said something and said something, the more they spoke, the more angry they became.

"Tu tuk tuk."

Just then, a knock on the door sounded.

"Please come in."

"Owner."

"Instructor Liu, what's the matter?"

"Shushan Sword Hall releases news and prepares to kick the hall tomorrow."

"Oh? They are quite anxious. But this time they finally have some rules and know how to say hello in advance." Qi Wujiang sneered, "So which martial arts school did they choose?"

"We, Black Stone Martial Arts Hall."

The second day.

I heard that Shushan Sword Hall was going to come to the door to play today, and the students from the Black Stone Martial Arts Hall gathered in their own martial arts performance venue early in the morning.

"They are so brave. If they choose us the second family, they are really not afraid of death."

"Isn't that true? I really look forward to the uncounted group of Shushan Sword Hall being pressed on the ground to rub against us."

Everyone was talking, and from time to time, they turned their eyes to the owner sitting in the first place, waiting excitedly for the Shushan Sword Hall to come.

"It's eight o'clock, haven't you come yet?" Qi Wujiang asked.

"They're poor Shushan Sword Hall. It is said that they all took the light rail yesterday to Yunmo Martial Arts Hall."

"funny."

Time passed little by little, but I still couldn't see the shadow of Shushan Sword Museum.

Everyone felt a little impatient.

"Where is Shushan Sword Hall?"

It was already nine o'clock when I looked at it.

"Why are they so slow?" Huang Ming was also a little confused.

"Damn, why did they go to the Fansheng Martial Arts Hall?"

"These people are not moral!"

"Owner, you can see this screenshot. It seems that Zhou Chen from Shushan Sword Hall posted it on his circle of friends..."

Someone ran over with his cell phone.

[Zhou Chen: The next day I started the club, I finally decided to go to a more challenging martial arts hall. Fansheng Martial Arts Hall, we are here!]

“??”

Qi Wujiang's expression became more and more unbelievable, "Is he a human being?"

"It's hard to say, anyway... this is not something that people in the world can do."

——

On the other hand, Fansheng Martial Arts Hall and the building complex are much lower-key than Yunmo Martial Arts Hall.

No, it's not that low-key.

The entire community is all belonged to their martial arts hall, so it can only be said to be more down-to-earth.

"Fansheng Martial Arts Hall, Yan Zidao."

"Shushan Sword Hall, Zhou Chen."

During the martial arts venue, the hall owners of both sides signaled each other on the ring.

On the surface, he said he wanted to challenge the Black Stone Martial Arts Hall, but in fact he turned his head to the Fansheng Martial Arts Hall. I didn’t expect that I would just leave you alone.

Regardless of how the outside world evaluates himself, Zhou Chen has already thought of the scene in the Black Stone Martial Arts Hall at this time.

"The owner of the Zhou Pavilion is a bit unrestrained, and he is really a very human." Yan Zidao bowed.

Are you scolding me or speaking normally?

Zhou Chen didn't know much, so he had to return the gift, "You are polite to the host of Yan."

Yan Zidao continued, "We are mainly engaged in the martial arts school, focusing on human-shaped spiritual enlightenment, and paying attention to stable cultivation. Most of the students are not opponents of other martial arts school students in the early stage, so, today's challenge of playing the hall, how about we change the form?"

"Yes, Master Yan, please speak."

"Today, students can only play in the game. The owner of the museum cannot use all methods to help the students."

I just said that the students are not opponents, but the next sentence said that only students can play?

Zhou Chen listened quietly.

"And today's theme of playing the club is: walking to the abyss."

"Ride to the abyss?" Zhou Chen was stunned. "Ride to the abyss, walk to the abyss in the dark, and you must cheer up, just like walking on thin ice?"

"?"

Yan Zidao was stunned when he followed the words. He reacted with a little more admiration. "I am worthy of being the owner of the 19th State of Zhou, who is the sword light of the sword. He has interpreted many things from just one name."

I wonder if you are really slapping me?

Can I not know the works of the great master of Man Platinum?

Walking on the abyss, I still remember the God of Shepherd.

"The Lord Zhou said right. When walking towards the abyss in the dark, you must cheer up and walk on thin ice."

Yan Zidao's expression was calm, "I have a trick in my Fansheng Martial Arts Hall, which has special effects and is not extremely harmful, but it can illuminate people's inner fear."

"Those who are covered by tricks will feel like they are standing in the stairs of an endless abyss. Only by constantly moving forward can they not be swallowed by darkness."

"No one knows how long the ladder is. Even the sixth-level strongman with a firm will set a record of only 720 meters."

"The winner of this battle is the distance between the students on both sides. What does Master Zhou think?"

Don't compete in force, just compete in willpower?

This game of kicking a hall is more interesting than grabbing a bell.

"It's very interesting." Zhou Chen nodded.

"Will the owner of the museum need to add other rules?"

"No, this is all up to the students, there is nothing to add."

"Okay." Yan Zidao nodded, "However, there is one thing I want to remind Master Zhou."

"What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!