Chapter 707 The conference begins

After everything dissipated, Zhuang He stood expressionless, his blue eyes showing a chilling coldness.

"Professor Zhuang?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, the experience of diverging my mind is wonderful. I need time to carefully sort out the gains from this contact." Zhuang He crossed his hands and fingers in front of him, his voice a little hoarse.

"Thank you for your hard work," the principal said.

After Zhuang He was polite, he said he was ready to leave.

"By the way, you seem to be the supervisor of the martial arts competition that is about to take place?" the dean remembered something and asked.

"Yes, the contact experiment here has just ended, and there should be a break for a while. I took the time to go." Although it was not necessary, but he was the dean after all, so she explained.

"It doesn't matter. When the academy raises its head, it does not look down upon those who occasionally lower its head. I just want to tell you that the Other Shore Sect participated in this martial arts competition on a large scale."

Zhuang He frowned slightly.

The kind of strange religion that thrives through some gaps in the country is indeed difficult to suppress now that foreign magic is growing. Among them, the Biangan Sect is a cancer that cannot be ignored.

Its history can be traced back very early, but in the early days it was just a small organization with no atmosphere. However, after experiencing the war that split the dynasty, the sect took advantage of the war during that period to begin to grow and develop.

By the time the dynasty reacted, the sect had become so dominant that it even had connections with landlords and officials in some places.

What a coincidence, after the old emperor dealt with the reunification issue, he passed away powerless before he could use thunderous means to remove the bad root. The current emperor who succeeded him can only be said to be...

Now that the country is facing a national disaster and the empire is invading, the Bian'an Sect quickly seizes this opportunity to further spread its religion.

Their current demand is to be promoted to the orthodox state religion of the dynasty.

The best part is that their theory of appeal sounds reasonable at first glance.

Because the empire was so powerful precisely because of the state religion's foreign arts, the dynasty had been learning more about the empire in modern times to catch up with the other party. Now is the time to develop the state religion, and now whoever in the dynasty can afford the position of the state religion, They are the only ones who teach on the other side.

In fact, under their propaganda, there are indeed quite a lot of similar calls from the public, and they are a very troublesome group of people.

There are almost no thresholds for the martial arts tournament, but it just gives the Other Side Sect an excellent opportunity.

"They also use foreign arts as their banner. If their demands are realized, we, as the Dynasty Foreign Art Academy, will inevitably be impacted." The headmaster of the academy was a little worried.

He didn't want his academy to be tarnished by a group of liars.

Zhuang He wants to say that they are not necessarily liars. After all, those people from the Bian'an Sect do have special skills.

But I still agreed.

She doesn't really care, but Fu Kong will definitely pay attention.

"Their forces have penetrated into the Imperial Capital very early. If you have heard rumors about them, you should know something about it. I won't say more." The headmaster stopped.

Although he was talking to Zhuang He, Zhuang He also knew that telling her this kind of thing at this time was actually to enable her to send a message to Fu Kong.

As Fu Kong's wife, she is used to this kind of thing, and is very familiar with this kind of subtext.

After agreeing, she said goodbye and left.

Time passed quickly. During these days, Zhuang He was at home without anything to do, and Fu Kongbian focused more on spending time with his wife.

The two of them quietly relied on Zhuang He's magic teleportation to travel to some remote places. They could go back during the day and at night, which was very convenient.

But the leisurely days are over after all.

As more and more people gathered in the imperial capital, the time for the martial arts tournament gradually approached.

Gradually, the day of the conference came.

The square in front of the temple.

Countless people gathered here bustlingly.

Many powerful auras gathered together, waiting for the upcoming conference.

On the martial arts side, many experts from the ancient martial arts tradition have chosen to come out. In addition, there are also many idle people in the world, all of whom are well-known, and there are also many who are unknown but secretly hidden.

Most of them have their own circles and know each other.

Some of them talked happily, while others met as enemies.

If it weren't for the upcoming conference and the Royal Imperial Guards watching next to it, many conflicts would have broken out before it started.

Having said that, some secret battles are already taking place.

Young people have their own grievances and resentments, and the stories of the older generation are more interesting to talk about after fermentation. People of all kinds gather here, which can be said to be the intersection of countless emotions.

And these martial arts practitioners also have a group of common opponents.

Magician.

Even a normal person can see the oppression of martial arts by foreign arts. This time, many powerful men from the older generation came forward. In addition to the large amount of benefits promised by the dynasty, they also wanted to prove that martial arts were immortal and could not be invaded at will by mediocre methods such as alien magic.

A considerable number of the magicians came from some magic schools in various parts of the dynasty. For them, it was a time to apply what they had learned for a long time.

On the other hand, there are also some people in the world of martial arts, but these people in the world of martial arts don't have a good reputation in the eyes of martial arts practitioners.

Among them, a group of people wearing black and white uniforms are even more important. No matter who they look at, they will treat them with caution and even a little admiration.

The other side teaches.

Although they were not directly classified as a cult by the dynasty, their various deception and abduction methods have long been despised. Outside their own sphere of influence, everyone shouted for beatings. There were also several local annihilations. They were Resolve them one by one.

Nowadays, although the various conditions of the Dynasty Tournament are very coveted, many small forces are used to being like rats on the street and only dare to come secretly.

It's not like the Bian'an Sect, there's a large area of ​​black and white robes on the ground, and I don't know how many people were dispatched.

It can be seen that they are really "hungry".

If you want to compete with this group of people, everyone will be afraid.

The most eye-catching thing in the Bian'an Sect is the two leading figures. Under the robes, no man or woman can be seen. They both wear metal mouthless masks on their faces.

Their uniform styles are different from ordinary ones. One has more white on his body, while the other has black as the main body.

Other than that, they look exactly the same.

Bi'an Shuangxing, the two leaders of Bi'an Sect, are full of mystery to the outside world.

Apart from these various people, the one that everyone is looking forward to the most is Fukong, the "God of War" of the dynasty.

However, everyone has been waiting eagerly for a long time, but still no trace of him.

Fu Kong didn't wait. What was waiting was the current emperor of the dynasty, Liu Sheng.

The emperor's face looked a little haggard, his body a little thin, and the yellow robe could not support his strength. Some old people who had an impression of the old emperor secretly shook their heads when they saw him.

The gap is too big.

After the speech, the martial arts tournament was about to begin.

At this time, an old man walked out and asked loudly to the nearest person in charge: "Didn't that dynasty's 'God of War' Fukong say he would attend this conference? Why is he missing?"

Different people have different demands when participating in the competition, and many of them want to challenge more powerful opponents.

A considerable number of people came here just for the "God of War" Fukong, hoping to compete with him.

"Master Fukong is already waiting for you at the destination. Please be ready to send you to the real venue immediately." The person in charge replied.

"The real venue? Isn't it here?" Most people looked suspicious.

And many people who had heard the news were waiting with interest.

With an order, a huge formation was established in front of the square.

"It's magic!"

"What does it mean?"

The martial arts practitioners looked around.

"A bunch of idiots, this is a teleportation formation."

"What a fuss." The embarrassing performance of some warriors was immediately despised by the magicians around them, causing them to blush.

The huge formation that encompassed the entire square in front of the temple was activated. With no one resisting, after a few flashes, the light dissipated, and the crowded square suddenly became deserted.

And the real venue they went to was, surprisingly, the front line of the battlefield.

"When such a large number of fates gather and entangle, it is indeed easy to cause changes. Are you prepared?" A question from outside the world rang in Fu Kong's ears.

"Yeah." He replied softly.

Standing at the top of the city outside the wall, the wind and sand blew his hair.

In front of my eyes, after a bright light flashed, people appeared.

But Fu Kong's eyes were not on them, but on the battlefield in front of him.