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When Song Zhen said this, his words were conclusive, and he didn't want what he said between the lines, not sure whether it is true or not.

However, Zhou Yuan understood his feelings to some extent. He was probably outraged that the warriors from Liguo dared to speak such big words, which aroused Song Zhen's desire to win.

And let alone Song Zhen, as a somewhat cynical master, Zhou Yuan also felt a little depressed when he heard this.

It's not someone who underestimates Liguo, but Liguo is a tiny place, how long is the entire history? Not to mention that the matter of martial arts is still taught by Tianlong Kingdom.

Dare to shout so loudly in this situation, it may not be really insolent!

But then again, there are so many warriors in a great country. I still don't believe that there won't be any powerful figures, and the suppressed gang of Li country warriors can't hold their heads up!

So at this moment Zhou Yuan still didn't have any intentions to get involved in this matter, he just sneered and said: Warriors from the Li country don't always think highly of themselves, they always think that they are the center of the universe and number one.

They are rampant this time, let them be rampant first, when it really comes to the martial arts conference, I believe that in our domestic martial arts circle, someone will teach them a lesson!

Although what he said was true, it was not the answer Song Zhen wanted to hear.

He hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said again: But Mr. Zhou, this, this is not to be afraid of anything, just in case. Li country is really a master this time. I heard that Yuandao and Yangxi country , There are also masters of Yang Fist who are usually hidden in the world to fight...

This time in our Tianlong country, there must be a few top figures in charge...

Are you really not going to participate in this matter?

Regardless of the fact that Song Zhen is not the organizer of the Martial Arts Conference, nor does he have any official status in the conference.

But as the saying goes, one prospers, one loses, and as an ordinary contestant, he doesn't want to see any accidents in the conference.

And I happen to know a top expert like Zhou Yuan, and he is running to protect the principle of glory, so naturally he wants to persuade Zhou Yuan to fight in the battle, so as to be safe!

Zhou Yuan saw what he meant, but he was really too lazy to get involved in this kind of thing.

Moreover, he was much more optimistic than Song Zhen. He always felt that there must still be many masters in the dignified world of Tianlong martial arts. There are at least half-step grand masters or even grand masters, even if there are not many, there should be as many as two hands.

For this kind of thing, it's natural for this group of people to come forward. He's just a casual person, so there's no need to get involved so carelessly.

Especially for grand events such as the Martial Arts Conference, once it gets involved, it will become a big hit if not done well.

To be honest, Zhou Yuan didn't want to show his face, and everyone knew about it.

In that case, not only will life be affected in the future, if one is not good, I am afraid there will be a steady stream of people coming to make trouble!

This is not Zhou Yuan's alarmist talk!

Don't you see that in the ancient martial arts period, those famous masters from all over the world really had a hard time.

From time to time, a group of people who want to be famous, want to go crazy, or PK madmen take the initiative to come to harass them!

Opening your mouth and shutting your mouth is a challenge to exchange ideas. If you don't agree, you will play a rogue, play dirty tricks or even do black hands, or simply disgust you and ruin your reputation!

This group of bastards are just like the gang of bastards who are now rubbing the heat and eating human blood steamed buns, they are simply hated by people and ghosts!

But, you still can't avoid this group of people, and you can't kill them...

Anyway, it's just a puddle of shit that can't be shaken off!