My C.E.O Wife

414 The conference begins

Martial arts training is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat.

Every martial artist, apart from eating and sleeping, spends almost all the rest of their time cultivating Qi. If they don't practice Qi for a day, their strength will regress.

For Qin Chuan, Qilin Pulse solved this worry for him. Moreover, his cultivation speed is two or three times that of ordinary people.

Coupled with his various adventures and tests of life and death, he made rapid progress in just two years, evolving from a mercenary to a well-known martial artist in the world.

His own strength is actually only the transformation state, which means that his skill has only reached the third level!

Although you can temporarily improve your skills through some methods, it is not the path to becoming strong after all. For this reason, Qin Chuan maintains his boyish body, which can make his state of mind more stable and maximize the speed of cultivation!

Although he was in his prime, Qin Chuan felt that he could still endure it. In order to practice martial arts, some martial arts masters even avoid touching women for the rest of their lives...like Master! That's really too perverted, I probably can't reach that level!

Because he understood King Ming, Qin Chuan's strength once again improved by leaps and bounds, reaching the fourth level. As long as he breaks through, his strength will leap forward again and enter the true stage of martial arts madness! However, martial arts enthusiasts are still very young. In Qin Chuan's view, only martial arts saints are the true beginning of a martial arts master!

Song Ni sat aside and guarded Qin Chuan. He saw three streams of white smoke coming out of Qin Chuan's forehead. This was the sign of three flowers gathering at the top!

The husband is indeed a martial arts prodigy... She said to herself, even the head of the sect has never reached such a state of great achievement!

She glanced at the time and found that it was almost time.

At this time, someone knocked on the door, and Annie's voice rang.

Master, it's time to set off.

Song Ni walked over, gently opened the door, stood outside, closed the door again, and then said to the dozen or so Qilin Sect disciples outside.

Wait a moment, the master is currently at an important stage of practicing.

Is that so?

Annie glanced at her watch and said, It's half past ten. If we're late, maybe the Wuhun people will cause trouble for us again.

You guys go over first, Miss Anne. If there is anything, you need to delay it for me.

Song Ni said to Annie, I believe sir will not let everyone down.

Well, I'll leave this to you.

When Annie said this, she felt a little sour in her heart.

Second Master Qin really knows how to enjoy this Qin Chuan, leaving a beautiful woman by his side to take care of him! It’s like living like a young master in ancient times!

Hum, corrupted minds, corrupted souls!

Although Annie complained in her heart, she still went to the venue obediently.

At this time, there were already many people in the venue, all disciples of various sects. Fortunately, this arena is not small, otherwise it would not be able to accommodate these hundreds of people.

I don’t know if God wants to see the fun or something, but it’s starting to snow again on Mount Emei.

The twelve people of Wuhun stood at the twelve positions of the ring. Annie took a look and saw that in addition to the pig-faced man before, there were also the remaining eleven masked men: rat, cow, tiger, rabbit, dragon, snake, horse, sheep, monkey, chicken, and dog. .

Although they all wear weird zodiac masks, no one dares to underestimate these masked people. Martial spirits, their reputation has been passed down for generations!

No matter how they change, the martial soul will always be these twelve people and will not change.

No one knows who they are or where they come from.

At this time, the heads of the eight major sects had also expired. Annie took a look and saw that Zuo Xiaolong of Wudang Sect and Master Miao'e of Shaolin had also arrived.

Although Zuo Xiaolong is over fifty, he still looks radiant and still looks like he is in his thirties. As the saying goes, he is suave, handsome, and has the style of an immortal. He was wearing a purple Taoist robe with the Big Dipper printed on it, a crape myrtle crown on his head, a seven-star sword on his back, and a Liangyi gourd on his waist. People who didn't know it thought he was an immortal descended from somewhere.

Look at Shaolin Master Miao'e again. He is wearing a golden cassock and has a thin figure. He is holding a Zen staff in one hand and puts the other hand in front of him, with a red face.

At a hundred years old, he really looked old. His skin is full of wrinkles, like the growth rings of an old tree, proving the age and seniority of this old monk.

Annie felt that Master Miao'e seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind... Time is ruthless, even the leader of the martial arts alliance back then was so weak.

As for the heads of other sects, they have their own styles.

The time is almost up, please representatives of all sects to stand on the ring.

The pig-faced man glanced at the direction of the shadow, and then said.

Then I'll take the first step.

Although Leng Chuan was wide and fat, he was really good at lightness. He took a few steps, landed on the ring, and then bowed his hands to everyone.

The Hall of Fame is sitting in Lengchuan!

The heads of other sects also followed suit and landed on the ring one after another using Qinggong.

Headmaster Lan, activate the mechanism of the arena.

The pig-faced man said to Lan Shengnan.

Lan Shengnan nodded and waved his hand, and Emei's female disciple immediately activated the mechanism.

Next to the arena is a cliff, and on the opposite side of the cliff, there are two huge statues. The same is true here, with four statues occupying four directions, as if guarding something.

At this moment, two black chains half a meter thick were pulled out from the side of the ring, and two huge clouds of dust rose up against the mountain face like long snakes.

It turned out to be two chains buried in the mountain, and they were pulled up.

One end of the chain is linked to the ring, and the other end is linked to the hands of the two statues.

Boom!

The entire Mount Emei seemed to be trembling, and the ring was pulled by the chains and slowly separated from its original position!

In the astonished eyes of everyone, the entire arena was pulled out for almost a hundred meters, and was finally tied by four chains, floating above the valley, shaking slightly.

Even Anne had to admire that the Emei Sect actually had such an organization, it was really amazing!

It seems like these are the only ones.

The pig-faced man looked at the representatives of the eight sects on the stage with a smile on his lips.

Wait! The head of my Qilin Sect hasn't come yet!

Anne suddenly said loudly.

Her voice was emitted by the infusion of zhenqi. Although the distance was far away, the people around her could hear it clearly.

The time has come. Those who don't come will automatically abstain from voting.

The pig-faced man said unceremoniously.

Nonsense, it's only 10:55, there are still five minutes left!

Annie pointed to her watch, Don't try to fool anyone!

...

The pig-faced man's tone was stagnant. He didn't expect someone to be serious even for five minutes!

Okay, then wait another five minutes.

The dragon-faced man next to him seemed to have a high status. He said, But if the person doesn't arrive in five minutes, don't blame us for being unkind.

I think he doesn't dare to come. Why wait?

The pig-faced man couldn't help but said.

The rules are the rules, just wait for him to come, five minutes.

The dragon-faced man has higher authority, and the pig-faced man can only listen to what he says.

At this moment, a dragon roar came from the air.

No need, I'm already here!

Looking at the sky again, a black shadow was approaching quickly.

Qin Chuan was in mid-air, stepping on Wudang's ladder continuously, as if he was moving in the air.

Behind him, he carried a large flag with the mark of the Qilin Gate on it, a black Qilin with its feet stepping on auspicious clouds, as if it were descending to earth.

Qin Chuan used Qing Kung Fu to step more than a hundred meters in the air, and then landed in the center of the ring!

boom!

He placed the Qilin Gate's flag on the ring, and the flag fluttered with the wind in the valley.

snort!

Seeing Qin Chuan actually appearing, the pig-faced man was very unhappy.

Lan Shengnan looked at Qin Chuan and felt that Qin Chuan now was very different from what he saw in the morning.

At this time, Qinchuan was getting better and more charming. There was a faint smile hanging on the corner of the mouth, and the whole person seemed to blend into the scenery.

Congratulations to Master Qin, your skills have improved to a new level.

Yang Chan understood what was going on, and directly congratulated Qin Chuan.

Only then did everyone realize that it was Qin Chuan's strength that had improved again?

This guy has become so perverted, and now he has improved. Is he ready to win the martial arts leader?

It turns out that this little benefactor is Qin Chuan, Amitabha.

Master Miao'e made a Buddhist salute to Qin Chuan, Sure enough, a hero comes from a boy.

Meet the master.

Qin Chuan returned the greeting, I have heard about Master Miao'e's demeanor for a long time. When I saw him today, he really made people look up to him.

Haha, my current appearance is far from elegant.

Although Master Miao'e looked frail, he spoke with confidence, I just hope that in the remaining time, I can continue to spread Buddhism and be content. Donor Qin, there is something I have to explain first.

Master, please speak.

Amitabha, the day when I will be enthroned is approaching. The next master of Shaolin should be the junior monk of the poor monk. He usually hates evil and is likely to conflict with Donor Qin... I want to ask Donor Qin to give me a favor... If in the future There is a conflict with my Shaolin... For my sake, let my Shaolin go...

Qin Chuan frowned. Could this master have seen some mystery?

It is said that Master Miao'e is proficient in Buddhism and has seen through destiny. Could it be that Master Miao'e guessed something wrong?

Zuo Xiaolong on the side stroked his beard and said to Miao'e with a smile.

Where does fate come from?

Miao'e laughed, It's just my hope. But Zuo Donor has a fierce look on his face, so be more careful.

Is this a warning from the master to me?

No, no, no, it's a reminder.

Master Miao'e said slowly, I am already old, and my body is approaching the end of its life. The future belongs to you, please take charge of it yourself.

Let me take care of it for you.

Zuo Xiaolong looked confident, Master Miao'e, I won't be polite this year as the leader of the martial arts alliance.