Chapter 883: Martial arts competition

Chapter VIII Martial Arts Conference

Zhang Yexiao retracted the true essence in his body, and at the same time, the Tai Chi patterns under his feet slowly dissipated. He turned his head and a group of people walked behind. The leader was a young man about the same age as Zhang Yexiao, frowning slightly, his face There was a trace of anger on it.

"Brother, why are you here?" Zhang Yexiao saw the other person, with a trace of awe on his face.

The other party just glared at him, then sighed, walked towards Zhuo Bufan, folded his hands and shouted with a smile: "Brother Zhuo, it's been a long time."

It was not someone else who came, but Zhang Yesheng, an ‘old friend’ Zhuo Bufan knew. A year ago, Zhuo Bufan went to Sangguo for Zhuo Shanshan’s affairs. He met Zhang Yesheng once at that time.

However, when he saw Zhang Yesheng again, Zhuo Bufan was slightly surprised, because one year was not too long for martial artist training, but Zhang Yesheng’s strength has improved a lot, faintly. It is qualified for stability and vigor.

In fact, Zhuo Bufan didn’t know that the last time in Sang Country, all the kings of Qingyunbang gathered together. After seeing Zhuo Bufan’s power, they returned to their own sects and chose to practice in retreat. Therefore, within a short period of one year. At that time, Zhang Yesheng broke through many realms.

"It's been a long time, your strength has improved very quickly." Zhuo Bufan said.

Zhang Yesheng smiled bitterly: "Actually speaking, it still delayed Brother Zhuo's blessing. The last time I was in Sangguo stimulated me. After I came back, I retreat and practice, which is nothing more than a small breakthrough."

Zhuo Bufan nodded, and saw a group of warriors behind Zhang Yesheng, all of them look like boys and girls, he couldn't help showing his doubts, "Why are you here together? Did something happen?"

"It's nothing, this time following the master, mainly to discuss matters of the martial arts conference." Zhang Yesheng said.

The founder of the Emei faction is rumored to have some connections with Zhang Zhenren of the Wudang faction. Therefore, the relationship between Emei and Wudang has always been very good.

"Budo Convention?"

Zhuo Bufan didn't have much interest, and now his goal is no longer on this.

Zhang Yesheng also knows Zhuo Bufan’s strength, even the Sang Kingdom Sword Saint of the Emperor Realm died in his hands. It can be said that no one among the younger generation can be sharp, Zhuo Bufan’s eyes are long gone now. Above the martial arts conference.

"By the way, Brother Zhuo, my master has always said that I really want to see you, you happen to be here, it is better to meet." Zhang Yesheng suddenly said.

Zhuo Bufan didn't even think about it, nodded. He took the Shijian to leave this time, just to say hello to the head of Emei. After all, Shijian stayed in the Emei faction this year. Before leaving, he still had to talk to the head. The person greeted.

When passing by Zhang Yexiao's side, Zhuo Bufan paused, and said, "Young people, feelings are not what you want or what you want. There are some things that I can barely come."

Looking at the backs of Zhuo Bufan and Shi Jian, Zhang Yexiao squeezed his fists fiercely.

"He is Zhuo Bufan?"

"Is it number one on that king's list?"

"But I think the first one should be the son of July. I heard that I went to challenge him in July a year ago. He didn't agree. The son of July said he was not qualified to be his opponent."

Those Wudang school juniors who followed Zhang Yesheng saw Zhuo Bufan talking.

When they came to the station of Emei faction, when the head of the Emei faction Yu Daoxin and the head of Wudangmen Zhang Gulu, they both showed a little surprise when they saw Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan's name may be in the martial arts world, few people know, but the name of Shadow Kill has shocked the entire martial arts world, but now the name of Shadow Kill has completely silenced in the martial arts world.

"The head of Yu, head of Zhang." Zhuo Bufan saw the two of them humbly.

After all, Zhuo Bufan was deeply influenced by martial arts novels when he was a child. If he hadn't set foot in the martial arts world, I would never have known that such martial arts sects exist in modern society.

"Mr. Zhuo." Yu Daoxin and Zhang Gulu didn't know how to call Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan said with a smile: "The two heads, but you can just call me by my name if you don't see it like this."

In fact, after spending a period of ordinary people’s life in Binhai, Zhuo Bufan’s Taoism has also changed unconsciously. In his previous life, he carried a resentment and hatred in his heart to kill and stop killing. , To kill the testimony.

But the tempering of this life has caused some changes in his Dao Xin. Even an immortal has a human character. A person has seven emotions and six desires, and there are pains and joys. It can be said that his heart can tolerate more. There is a more wonderful change in things, these changes come from the heart, in order to fight for the great road, become the emperor, and lay a solid foundation for the master.

Although this is the case, Yu Daoxin and Zhang Gulu still cannot really regard him as a junior. After all, this is the number one young man standing in the martial arts world today, and even people in the Emperor Realm have killed him. In the hands, it can be said that there is no divine realm, Zhuo Bufan is almost invincible.

"Master Yu, thank you for taking care of Shijian during this time, but I am back now, and she should go down the mountain with me." Zhuo Bufan said.

"Master Yu, thank you for your care during this time, but I really left." Shi Jian stood by and said.

Yu Daoxin smiled and said, "Well, remember to come back and take a look later."

Obviously, Shijian's popularity in the Emei school is very good, and the relationship between the head and other disciples and her is very good.

There were even a few female disciples who heard that Shi Jian was about to leave, and their eye circles were slightly red, showing some reluctance.

"Well, I'll be back if I have time." Shi Jian nodded, his eyes rolled around, and asked: "By the way, the head, why didn't you see Senior Sister Zi Ruo?"

Yu Daoxin's expression was slightly strange, and she immediately said with a smile: "Zi Ruo is in retreat and has not yet come out. Next time she comes out, you can come to see her again."

"Well, all right." Shi Jian's little face showed a trace of loss.

"Then let's say goodbye first." Zhuo Bufan arched his hand, and immediately took his sword to go down the mountain and leave.

"Zhuo Bufan, if you have time, you can take time to visit the martial arts conference in Shushan." Zhang Gulu suddenly said.

"Okay, I will definitely go when I have time."

Zhuo Bufan said with a smile, and left with the sword.

Now, where does he have any intentions to go to the martial arts conference, what he has to do now is to go to Hong Kong Island to find the master of Lu Xing and learn some things about Miaoxue Shrine, and he faintly feels that there seems to be something big in Lan Guo To happen.

Because after entering modern society, both the martial arts world and the cultivating sects have avoided the world, but recent activities seem to be more and more frequent, as if something important is about to happen.