The martial arts conference was held in a specially built martial arts arena.
Many martial arts people rushed towards this place under the guidance of the guards in the village.
"It's so lively!"
On the first day of the conference, Song Xuan and others arrived at White Camel Villa. Looking at the scene of people coming and going, Li Mochou sighed subconsciously.
Song Xuan looked towards the martial arts field in the distance and saw a high platform standing there. On the platform, a graceful noble prince was speaking loudly.
"Since Xuanyiwei became so powerful, life has probably not been easy for everyone in the past two years, right?"
"Why do Xuan Yiwei dare to be so strong? It's simple, because we are not united, and the martial arts world is a mess. In Xuan Yiwei's eyes, it is like mud that cannot hold up the wall. You can squeeze it as much as you want!"
"Everyone, the Jianghu is our Jianghu! Maintaining the order of the Jianghu is originally the responsibility of me and other martial arts people!"
"The purpose of convening the martial arts conference to elect the leader of the martial arts alliance this time is not because I, the White Camel Villa, am greedy for power, but because I want to select a spokesperson who can speak out for everyone and make Xuan Yiwei treat him squarely!"
"He will represent the will of our Southern Song Dynasty martial arts community and negotiate with Xuanyi Wei!"
"We Jianghu people can handle the affairs of Jianghu by ourselves. We don't need Xuanyi Wei to tell us what to do!"
....
"This kid is Ouyang Ke, right?"
Song Qian chuckled, "On the way here, I heard that this bastard ordered the people in the villa to vacate their houses, specifically to bully the lonely old people who dare not speak out."
"Brother, should we go through the process and watch the excitement first, or should we just clean it up?"
Song Xuan glanced into the distance and could vaguely see Ye Gucheng coming with the Xuanyi Guards.
"Just clean it up, I don't have so much time to waste here!"
Song Xuan glanced at Li Mochou, pointed at Ouyang Ke who was talking loudly on the high platform, and said, "Have you seen that pretty boy?"
"I saw it, uncle!"
"Go up and give him two big dicks!"
"ah?"
Li Mochou looked at Ouyang Ke, who was attracting all the attention, and felt a little timid. This was her first time going down the mountain, and she felt a little unsure after all.
Victoria Song patted her on the shoulder, laughed and said, "Don't be afraid, listen to your uncle, don't worry about anything, just go up and slap him twice!"
Seeing that Li Mochou was still a little nervous, Song Qian said proudly: "Don't worry, master and uncle are behind you, you can always trust me as your master!"
The master said so. Li Mochou took a deep breath and immediately activated the Qinggong movement. Like a wisp of breeze, he arrived at the high platform in a few seconds.
Ouyang Ke was talking vigorously, but in the blink of an eye, he saw a beautiful girl with a youthful and beautiful air flying over, and he immediately felt happy.
This woman was no better than the Huang Rong he had seen in the portrait, and he was already in love with her just by looking at her.
Could it be that my young master's charm is so charming that this girl couldn't hold back her feelings and took the initiative to come on stage to express her feelings?
"This girl, Ouyang Ke, what do you call her?"
Li Mochou hesitated for a moment, recalling all the master's behavior in the past two years in her mind, and then she sneered,
"your dad!"
The nine spiral shadows were activated, and Li Mochou turned into three afterimages in an instant. The wind of his palm was extremely fierce, and he slapped Ouyang Ke's face with one palm.
"What?"
Ouyang Ke was a little confused, you little girl, you have no grievances and no grudges, what do you mean by taking action when you come up?
Instinctively, he planned to capture the woman first.
Now, everyone saw it. It was this woman who made the first move. I captured her and locked her in the house, and took the time to have a blast. Isn't this reasonable?
However, just when he was about to take action, the next moment, a look of horror appeared on his face, because, for some unknown reason, his body could not move!
"Snapped!"
A clear slap sounded, and the left side of Ouyang Ke's face was swollen, with an extremely obvious slap mark appearing.
"Snapped!"
There was another slap, and the right side of his face became swollen.
Li Mochou looked at her palms in surprise. Am I so powerful?
Looking at Ouyang Ke, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, Li Mochou smiled brightly, "Don't move, your face is swollen unevenly, I'll smooth it out evenly for you!"
As she said that, she raised her hand, really planning to hit him a few more times.
She didn't know why, but she instinctively felt disgusted when she saw this man talking loudly on the stage and looking like he had the pearls of wisdom in his hand.
"Be bold!"
Ouyang Feng's angry voice suddenly sounded, exploding like thunder across the sky and earth, shaking the heads of countless people present.
Li Mochou's heart skipped a beat and she felt dizzy. Before she even saw anyone, a scene seemed to appear in front of her eyes.
A terrifying monster with no end in sight was walking toward her step by step on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!
"Whose disciple are you, and whose influence do you rely on? You dare to come to my White Camel Villa to cause trouble!"
Ouyang Feng stands in mid-air. He is tall, dressed in white, with a high nose and deep eyes, and a brown face. Even if he does not exude that invincible aura, his eyes are like swords. Anyone who is touched by his eyes will be covered in blood. It was like being cut by a knife, and I felt pain subconsciously.
"I......"
Li Mochou's voice began to tremble.
She is just a sixteen-year-old girl. She used to either stay in ancient tombs or practice in deep mountains and forests. She just came down from the mountain not long ago and has no experience in the world at all.
Forced by Ouyang Feng's momentum, her mind was buzzing for a moment and she didn't know what to say.
Just when she was panicking, a slender and beautiful palm suddenly pressed on Li Mochou's shoulder, and a sweet voice like silk and bamboo sounded from her ears.
"Little Mochou, your previous master was killed by him. Do you want to take revenge?"
As Song Qian's voice sounded, all the illusions in Li Mochou's mind suddenly dissipated. She stared at her master and nodded heavily, "I want it! I can't even dream of it!"
"Who are you?"
Ouyang Feng frowned, because he didn't notice Song Qian's sudden appearance just now. She didn't even have a breath wave. Her movement skills were so strong that he felt afraid.
Song Qian chuckled, "You want to be the leader of the martial arts league, but you don't even know who I am. Isn't it too rude?"
Ouyang Feng: "..."
Can you say something that people can understand? To be the leader of the martial arts alliance, I have to know you?
After frowning and thinking for a moment, he asked with some surprise: "Are you Xuan Yiwei?"
Song Qian stood with her hands behind her hands, "It seems you are not stupid! You gather people to assemble without permission and disrupt social stability. Ouyang Feng, please come with me!"
Ouyang Feng looked her up and down and said with some uncertainty, "Are you the Grand Master from the Imperial Capital?"
No way, are you so unlucky? Is there really a great master willing to come to a place like the Southern Song Dynasty?
If this is the case, then there is really nothing you can do, just bow your head and submit!
