Wu Ting looked at Ren Pingsheng's proud look and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
This time, Ren's confidence in Li Jie was a little too full.
After all, the martial arts conference brings together heroes from all over the world, and anything can happen.
However, he also knew that Ren Pingsheng was a very independent person, and if he said too much, he would arouse his resentment.
So, Wu Ting changed the subject: "Brother Ren, apart from Li Jie, have you arranged for anyone else to participate in this martial arts conference?"
Ren Pingsheng shook his head: "Everyone else is just a foil. The real winner is Li Jie."
"As long as he can win the championship of the martial arts competition, our reputation in Zhaixing Pavilion will be even higher."
"At that time, the structure of Jiangnan Martial Arts will become more stable as a result."
Wu Ting nodded and said nothing more.
He knew that Ren Pingsheng was an ambitious person and had always wanted to build Zhaixing Pavilion into the number one sect in Jiangnan martial arts.
And he did.
This martial arts conference is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him.
I just hope everything goes as he wishes.
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A few days later, the Suzhou Gymnasium was filled with people and excitement.
The martial arts conference opened grandly here, attracting countless heroes and audiences to watch the battle.
Xia Ye and her family walked among the crowd and stood out.
Wearing a black suit, he is handsome and has an extraordinary temperament.
And beside her, Jiang Mu, although pregnant with Liujia, was still beautiful and charming.
Her appearance made many people fall in love with her and look sideways.
Xia Ye's family walked into the gymnasium and arrived at the box on the second floor under the watchful eyes of everyone.
The boxes in this gymnasium are integrated and can only accommodate a few dozen people, but the visitors are all from the Wushu Association and major investors.
People have been waiting here for a long time, and when they saw the arrival of the summer night, they all stood up to greet them.
"Mr. Xia, you're here!" Wu Ting spoke first, with a smile on his face.
Xia Ye nodded slightly and said, "Hello, Mr. Wu, thank you for coming to watch the battle in person."
Wu Ting waved his hand and said: "No, Mr. Xia is too polite. Your Datong Martial Arts School is the focus of this martial arts conference."
Yemu Capital is the big owner, so naturally it also promoted Datong Pavilion, and promoted it vigorously!
In the outside world, Datong Pavilion is very well-known. After the promotion of capital, it has reached the point where everyone knows it!
Xia Ye smiled and said nothing more.
At this time, Wu Zhiyuan also came over, shook hands with Xia Ye and exchanged greetings.
"Mr. Xia, long time no see." Wu Zhiyuan said.
Xia Ye responded: "Yes, Brother Wu, how is business lately?"
Wu Zhiyuan smiled bitterly and said: "What else can we do? In front of the Yemu Group, our Wu family's small business pales in comparison."
Xia Ye laughed and said, "Brother Wu is too modest. We are all people struggling in the mall. We all have our own difficulties."
After some compliments, Xia Ye finally mentioned the agreement with the Wu family.
He looked at Wu Ting and said, "Mr. Wu, do you still remember our previous agreement?"
Wu Ting was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing, and said: "Of course I remember! As long as Datong Martial Arts School can reach the top of Jiangnan Martial Arts, our Wu family will come to present treasures!"
Xia Ye nodded and said, "Okay! With Mr. Wu's words, I feel relieved."
Wu Ting patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Xia! Although our Wu family is not a martial arts family, we can keep our word!"
"As long as Datong Martial Arts School can win the championship, I will personally bring the baby to your door!"
This martial arts conference is quite important because there are many decent people from well-known families participating in this conference.
If he can win the championship, not only can he reach the top of Jiangnan Martial Arts, but at least he will take a big step forward!
Therefore, Xia Yecai and Wu Ting mentioned their agreement again.
Xia Ye and Wu Ting looked at each other and smiled, their hearts filled with confidence and expectations for Datong Martial Arts.
At this moment, in the other corner of the gymnasium, Ren Pingsheng and Li Jie were also looking in the direction of Datong Martial Arts Hall, with a sharp light shining in their eyes.
The competition is about to begin, and representatives from major martial arts schools will appear on stage one after another.
Wang Ye from Datong Martial Arts Hall led a group of juniors onto the ring. They were all full of energy and momentum.
Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Ye took a deep breath and looked forward firmly.
He knew that this match was not only a fight for the honor of himself and Datong Martial Arts, but also a fight for the dignity of the entire Jiangnan Martial Arts!
On the ring, Wang Ye stood proudly with his two apprentices, Chen Shixian and Zhang Tingyu.
Wearing uniform uniforms, they were full of momentum, as if they were already winning.
However, the result of the game was unexpected.
As the game progressed, the atmosphere became increasingly tense.
The audience waited with bated breath, only hearing the sounds of footsteps and breathing on the ring.
I saw Chen Shixian with a tall figure, a calm face, and muscles that looked like they were made of iron.
His opponent was a descendant of the Feihe Sect, a tall and imposing hero.
The game started and the two quickly exchanged blows.
Chen Shixian's boxing skills are extremely fierce, and every punch has the sound of wind and thunder.
However, the opponent's palm technique is even more powerful, and every palm strike seems to tear the air apart.
After a fierce battle, although Chen Shixian tried his best, he was ultimately defeated at the hands of his opponent.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Tingyu also stepped onto the ring.
He has a slender figure, handsome face, and superb swordsmanship.
His opponent was Zhao Tiezhu from the Kongtong Sect, a stout man with a tough face.
At the beginning of the game, the two started a fierce confrontation.
Zhang Tingyu's swordsmanship is light and agile, and every time he draws his sword, it seems to be dancing.
However, Zhao Tiezhu's stick technique is more fierce and domineering, and every swing of the stick carries strong wind pressure.
After a hard fight, although Zhang Tingyu tried his best, he was ultimately defeated by Zhao Tiezhu's stick.
The defeat of the two made the audience in Datong Pavilion sigh.
They looked at Chen Shixian and Zhang Tingyu on the ring, their eyes full of disappointment and reluctance.
These two disciples were both elites in the Datong Hall, and their defeat undoubtedly brought a huge blow to the Datong Hall.
In the ring, Chen Shixian and Zhang Tingyu also felt extremely frustrated.
They knew their performance was not bad, but their opponents were indeed too strong.
They walked down the ring silently, their hearts filled with reluctance and helplessness.
However, the game is a game, cruel and realistic.
After all, this martial arts conference is different from the past, and the attendees are all genuine.
Compared with previous martial arts competitions and competitions, the content of this martial arts competition is much higher.
Disciples from famous sects abound!
The strong ones stand like a forest!
"Datong Hall still lacks some foundation." Someone shook his head and sighed.
"Yeah, I thought these two disciples could last longer, but I didn't expect to end so soon." Another person agreed.
Wang Ye looked at the defeat of the two apprentices, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination.
He knew that as the owner of the museum, he must take on the important task of revitalizing the Datong Museum.
At this moment, Wang Ye jumped up and flew onto the ring.
"Is there any other expert who is willing to teach me?" He looked around and shouted loudly.
