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"Leader Hua, please come over."

At this moment, a stranger appeared in front of Chen Pingan, lowered his voice and spoke respectfully.

"Lead the way."

Knowing that Hua Yingwu sent this person to invite him, Chen Pingan did not refuse.

Soon, under the leadership of this man, Chen Pingan got into a luxury car.

"I recognized Chen Xiaoyou from a distance. It is indeed you."

"By the way, Xiaoyou Chen, please forgive me. If I go out at this time, I'm afraid it will only make the place more noisy and messy, so I can only invite you over."

After seeing Chen Pingan, Hua Yingwu took the initiative to explain.

It's not that he is arrogant, but the whole Jiangnan, whether they are martial arts practitioners or not, has heard of his Huayingwu name, and a large number of martial arts people regard him as an idol.

Among those rich and talented people, a large number of people want to worship Hua Yingwu as their teacher.

"I understand. Leader Hua doesn't need to say more."

Chen Ping'an responded very kindly, saying that he quite recognized and admired Hua Yingwu, so naturally he would not stick to such trivial matters.

"By the way, did Chen Xiaoyou come to Nanshan Temple today to participate in today's martial arts competition?" Hua Yingwu looked at Chen Pingan with some curiosity and asked this question.

"Not really, I'm just here to take a look around." Chen Pingan responded lightly.

"I see. I thought I could see the heir of the Dragon Burial Ring take action today. It's such a pity."

"However, Xiaoyou Chen, you should think about it carefully, because the winner of this martial arts competition will be rewarded with going to Nanshan Temple to pick something."

After learning that Chen Pingan did not intend to participate in this martial arts competition, Hua Yingwu showed a disappointed expression on his face, but even so, he did not forget to persuade Chen Pingan to participate.

Because now he wants to determine Chen Pingan's true strength, which is very important for his future layout.

"Enter the Sutra Pavilion to pick something?"

Hua Yingwu's words attracted Chen Pingan's attention.

Because in his heart, the place where the Dragon Burial Needle is most likely to be hidden is the Sutra Pavilion of Nanshan Temple.

"That's right, this is a reward you can only get if you mention it this year, and there are many treasures stored in the Sutra Pavilion of Nanshan Temple."

"Otherwise, this martial arts competition will not attract so many top masters of the younger generation to participate. If Chen Xiaoyou is interested in something, you might as well participate and give it a try. Maybe you can get what you want."

Seeing Chen Ping'an's interest, Hua Yingwu hurriedly spoke.

"I really want to enter the Sutra Collection Pavilion of Nanshan Temple to have a look."

"In that case, let's see you later. I'll sign up first."

After thinking about it for a while, Chen Ping'an finally decided to participate in the martial arts competition first, get the qualification to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and go inside to check it out.

So he took the initiative to say goodbye to Hua Yingwu and got out of the car to sign up.

Seeing this, Hua Yingwu smiled slightly and said to himself: Today's competition seems to be much more interesting than in previous years.

On the other side, Chen Pingan came to the registration office again, and after reporting his name, he was qualified to participate.

Soon, Chen Ping'an and the rest of the people participating in today's martial arts competition were taken by the monks of Nanshan Temple to the training ground of the monks in the back mountain of Nanshan Temple.

There are more than 500 monks in Nanshan Temple, two-thirds of which are warrior monks, so the place where these monks practice is naturally very spacious, enough to accommodate [-] people.

There are now a total of 130 six people from the future generation who have signed up to participate in this martial arts competition. Apart from these participating young generations, there are still more than a hundred big shots from wealthy families watching the battle again. As for the ordinary people, they are arranged above the back mountain. On a platform, although they can see clearly, the viewing angle is not very good, but for these people, being able to see this event is very satisfying.

Soon, under the organization of the deputy host of Nanshan Temple, the 130 six participants were divided into four groups according to the order of registration, and they had a melee in turn. The two winners in the end entered the quarterfinals and got the chance to continue the competition.

As for the subsequent quarter-finals, lots will be drawn again and one-on-one eliminations will be conducted.

"Stand back, everyone, the first group of competitions is about to begin!"

Suddenly, the vice-president of Nanshan Temple spoke, and the people in the venue retreated to both sides, while the first group of people participating in the competition came to the middle.