I Attained Invincibility In The Real World

Haizhou City, Phuoc Hai Province.

Wednesday the 22nd at nine o'clock in the morning.

The entrance to the Fuhai Martial Arts Association headquarters.

In the past, this place was bustling with activity.

Whether they are martial artists who come to handle business or are interested in martial arts, there is always an endless stream of tourists who come to learn about or visit.

But today, it was particularly deserted.

Outside the gate of the association headquarters, a sign rejecting tourists was placed.

There are also security personnel standing at various locations, responsible for blocking those who try to enter the association headquarters. They are also responsible for security inspections.

Quanjiang, He Qi of the Crane Fist Sect.

at this time,

An old man with gray hair and a sinister face announced his name to the security personnel on both sides.

Upon hearing the name, the security guard immediately picked up the computer in his hand and began to search for information.

He Qi was not in a hurry, and just stood there with his eyes closed, looking calm and composed.

Behind him, there was a tall and lanky young man in his early twenties.

But compared to He Qi's calmness.

This young man looked obviously much more nervous.

His eyes looked around from time to time, looking at the martial arts sects who were also entering.

offend.

at this time,

Security personnel have confirmed the identities of the two men.

He Qi, the head of the He Fist Sect, and He Jiu, the second disciple of the sect.

However, according to regulations, every warrior entering the headquarters must be inspected to avoid bringing weapons.

He held the testing instrument in his hand and slowly scanned the bodies of He Qi and He Jiu.

Please come in.

After confirming that it was correct, he gave up his position.

He Qi immediately took steps and walked forward.

The main entrance to the headquarters is an automatic sensor glass door.

When He Qi came to the door, the door automatically opened to both sides.

Once inside.

He Qi frowned subconsciously.

Compared with the deserted and quiet outside, the venue seemed extremely noisy.

This was originally the office hall of the association’s headquarters.

But as early as a day ago, headquarters staff had cleared most of the facilities and temporarily transformed the place into a temporary venue.

In the deepest part of the hall is a long table covered with red cloth, with about four or five seats.

This is obviously a position reserved for members of the association headquarters.

As for the two sides of the long table.

Every two meters, a wooden chair is placed for the heads of various martial arts schools.

at this time,

More than ten wooden chairs on the field have been occupied.

The leaders of various sects were sitting on chairs, chatting with old friends nearby, or closing their eyes to relax.

Behind them are the disciples from various sects participating in the martial arts meeting.

These disciples have spent most of their time practicing in the sect, and this is the first time they have seen so many warriors of the same generation.

So it's inevitable to be a little excited.

After obtaining the consent of their master, many people began to walk around to pay their respects.

Occasionally I meet someone I can chat with, and although they may be rivals, I still don't mind having a good chat.

only,

He Qi also discovered it at the same time.

The dozens of martial arts schools that have arrived so far are vaguely divided into two categories in the hall.

The first type, sitting near the gate, most of the heads of these martial arts schools are drinking tea and chatting, and their disciples are also visiting here and there.

Most of the dozens of martial arts sects present were among them.

In the second category, there are only three or four people sitting close to the chairman's table.

The leaders of these martial arts schools just sat on their chairs, closing their eyes and concentrating.

The disciples they brought also seemed calm and relaxed, unlike the disciples from the martial arts gyms outside who were walking around.

There seemed to be an invisible barrier between the two waves of people.

They are clearly separated and do not disturb each other.

Occasionally, someone like He Qi, a member of a small sect from a foreign city, suddenly wanted to come up and talk.

They would also be pulled over by other sects they had just met and warned in low voices.

Or if they are glanced at by martial arts disciples in the second category, they will look back and not dare to contact them.

Old gentleman, please come here to register and confirm your participation in the martial arts competition.

He Qizheng was observing the situation in the field when a voice sounded not far away.

He followed the sound.

A staff member in a suit was sitting on the small table next to the sensor door.

There was a Xihe smile on his face and he was waving towards him.

Register here?

He Qi walked up to the table and asked.

His voice was hoarse.

It sounded like the sound of glass rubbing against each other, which was heartbreaking.

Yes.

Because our Martial Arts Club did not register in advance.

Therefore, all participating martial arts schools need to register with me first.

When registration closes at 12 noon, I will hand it over to the association committee members to make specific arrangements for the martial arts competition.

But the young staff member was completely unaffected.

With a smile on his face, he took out a form and pushed it in front of He Qi.

Please fill in the basic information of the sect, the name of the participating disciples and their level of strength on the form.

He Qi said nothing more, took the ballpoint pen and began to fill in the form.

When I saw the name of the participating disciples and their level of strength.

He seemed to have thought of something happy, and the expression on his face was a little proud.

Fill it out with a pen.

He Jiu.

Huajin·First level.

The peak level below entry.

Moreover, He Jiu also achieved the first level of breathing technique.

With such strength, even if he is not first in the martial arts competition, he is definitely among the top three.

He Qi slowly pushed the form in front of the staff.

He looked at the staff and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

The other party's shocked look when he saw He Jiu's level of strength even appeared in his mind.

However,

To He Qi's expectation,

The staff member took a look at the form, but there was no change in his face.

Okay, Master He, please take a seat.

The other party put away the form with a smile on his face and extended his hand to motion for He Qi to take a seat.

He Qi was a little unhappy with the staff's reaction.

But he only thought that the other party was not a martial arts practitioner and did not understand the secrets involved.

He snorted softly.

Turn around and walk towards the field.

He saw He Jiu behind him looking around, looking timid.

He Qi was even a little angry.

Put away your unworldly virtues!

I brought you here today to strengthen the reputation of my Crane Fist Sect. Look at what you look like!

Under the scolding of his master,

He Jiu shrank his head subconsciously.

But under the threat of He Jiu's gaze, he quickly pushed up his chest and straightened his body.

Seeing this,

He Qicai nodded with satisfaction.

Just then,

The glass door opened again.

A muscular old man with a white beard walked in with an indifferent young man behind him.

Compared with He Qi's first arrival.

The other party seemed to be familiar with the situation.

Once inside, he went straight to the small table.

Xingwu Guild Hall, Li Xingwu.

Participating disciple, Wu Ran, is at the first level of Transformation Strength.

Uh-huh!

Li Xingwu just finished speaking.

He Qi, who was about to walk towards the venue, turned his head instantly.

It's you!

He Qi stared at Wu Ran.

There was undisguised anger in his eyes.

That indifferent face, as if no one could look down upon it, would never be forgotten by him in his life.

Um?

Hearing He Qi's voice, Li Xingwu turned his head in surprise.

Then he saw the other party staring at his disciple Wu Ran with an angry look on his face.

He Qi, what's wrong with you?

Li Xingwu instantly recognized the other person as He Qi, the head of the Crane Fist Sect in Quanjiang City.

Although I don’t know why the other party is hostile to Wu Ran.

But as a master, he naturally cannot sit idly by and ignore it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, He Qi's face seemed to change, and all the anger on his face disappeared.

Li Xingwu, you have gained a good apprentice.

I hope we can bump into each other at the martial arts competition.

He Qi looked at Wu Ran with a sneer.

After all,

Without waiting for Li Xingwu to react, he turned around and left.

While walking,

He Qi's face became increasingly gloomy.

He Jiu.

He whispered his disciple's name.

Master, what's the matter?

He Jiu responded.

He is He Qi's nephew, and he just joined the Crane Fist Sect a month ago.

He Jiu didn't know much about what happened between He Qi and Wu Ran.

If you meet the person just now at the martial arts meeting.

Hit me hard!

Beat to death and cripple!

He Qi's tone was full of chill.

He Jiu shuddered subconsciously.

Disciple understands.

But he did not dare to disobey his master's wishes, so he could only nod quickly.

Say it.

The two walked inside.

baffling.

Looking at He Qi's leaving figure, Li Xingwu frowned.

Aran, what's going on?

He asked Wu Ran.

I just woke up and became Qi Sen, and I stayed at the Crane Fist Sect for two days.

But the martial arts in his sect were vulgar and I didn't like it, so I quit.

Wu Ran said calmly, not taking He Qi's words to heart.

The He Fist Sect's status in Quanjiang is not much better than that of the Eagle Body Sect where Chen Sheng is located, and they simply cannot provide enough resources for him to practice.

He Qi is not even a Qi sensor.

Within two days of joining, Wu Ran chose to quit, and his words were as direct as today.

At that time, He Qi originally regarded him as the hope for the rise of the He Fist Sect.

As a result, his hopes were dashed, and Wu Ran was humiliated by his sect's martial arts. He was so angry that he almost had a heart attack.

therefore,

He had such a big reaction when he saw Wu Ran just now.

What He Qi didn’t know was,

Before Wu Ran quit the He Fist Sect, he also secretly learned the breathing techniques from the sect.

If he knew this, I'm afraid he didn't almost have a heart attack, but was so angry that he drove directly to the west.

at this time,

After hearing what Wu Ran said, Li Xingwu not only was not dissatisfied, but actually nodded appreciatively.

Yes.

“Good birds choose trees to roost in.”

If you stay in such a small sect, it will limit your development.

The implication is,

It was obvious that he highly recognized Wu Ran's vision.

After all,

Li Xingwu waved his hand.

Don't worry about such a small role, just concentrate on the martial arts association.

If you meet He Qi's disciple, you can also let him see the world and know what a real strong person is.

While talking,

Li Xingwu is full of confidence.

Because he knew that Wu Ran's current strength was definitely not comparable to that of disciples from that small sect.

yes.

After all,

Li Xingwu also took Wu Ran and found a random chair in the venue to sit down.

Over the next two hours,

Martial arts sects are arriving one after another.

The number of people in the hall is increasing.

There are all kinds of colors.

But without exception.

These people who came to participate in the martial arts competition all had full confidence on their faces.

The head of each sect felt that his disciples were strong enough to shine in the martial arts competition.

Time passed slowly.

The glass door has not been opened for a long time.

Looking at it,

It’s almost twelve o’clock when registration closes.

The staff member sitting at the small table looked at the time.

11:55

By this time, there should be no more visitors from the sect.

Thinking like this,

He was ready to pack his things and hand the registration form to the association members.

But just as he stood up to leave.

The glass door opened again.

Hey, eh, eh.

Little brother, don't leave.

An old figure with a stooped figure walked quickly from behind the door.

Old man, do you want to sign up for the martial arts competition?

The staff looked at the old man with some confusion.

His face was pale and he was still wrapped in a thick cotton jacket.

After walking these two steps, I was a little out of breath.

And he was alone, without any disciples following him.

It’s completely impossible to tell that he’s here to participate in a martial arts competition.

Report, report, report.

Our sect master is delayed because of something. He will be here shortly. Please report to me first.

Eagle Body Sect, Sect Master Chen Sheng.

The contestant is also Chen Sheng.

If you have the strength, you can fill in any one you want.