Wang Xiaoxiao nodded coldly, not wanting to pay more attention to Dugu Luji.

Dugu Luji was slightly stunned when he saw this. While smiling awkwardly, he cursed in his heart, "Damn it, you don't even give you the face of Master Dugu. After this martial arts conference, I will definitely let you climb in front of Master and kowtow to Master and admit your mistakes, and then come to Master and my room obediently!

Humph...

As a direct descendant of the Dugu family in Wushuangcheng, he possessed innate power at birth, and the woman he liked never could reject him!

This is the first time that it has been ignored by the daughter of a small remote sect!

The indifference of the daughter of the leader Wang was seen by the side, and he couldn't help feeling helpless.

Alas... Since the disciple named Su Yu in the library was sent down the mountain a few years ago, my daughter has become taciturn. Could it be that she did something wrong?

"Amitabha, please be quiet, donors."

At this time, a loud and powerful sound of the Buddha's name sounded from the high platform. When everyone present heard the sound, they found that the person who was speaking was a white-browed monk from Shaolin Temple. Most of the monks present knew him. He was an innate monk named Xuanzhen in Shaolin Temple.

The Shaolin monk spoke, and the venue naturally became quiet.

"All the martial arts fellows, the martial arts competition officially began today. I wonder which fellows will take the stage to defend the competition first?"

As soon as Master Xuanzhen finished speaking, he jumped up from the crowd and came to the ring.

Everyone watched attentively and saw a middle-aged man on the stage wearing a wide black gold-rimmed robe, tall and strong, with slightly white hair and eyes shining, and his face showed majesty.

"Hmm?! This is..."

"It's actually Wu Tiezhang, the head of the Iron Palm Sect!"

"I heard that the Iron Master is famous in Yuzhou, and Senior Wu's pair of iron palms are even more powerful than the heroes!"

"It is said that Senior Wu's pair of powerful iron palm skills have already reached the level of great success. It is easy to open the monument and crack the stone with a wave of his hand. Today is the first time he will take the stage to compete!"

Listening to the screams from the audience, Wu Tie's palm was secretly proud. This martial arts conference gathered in Shaolin, which was a good opportunity for his Iron Master to become famous!

I think I have been practicing this pair of iron palms for many years, and today I finally have a place to use it!

While thinking, Wu Tiezhang smiled slightly, clasped his hands and looked around, and said loudly: "When Wu Tiezhang, the leader of the Tiezhang Sect, I dared to ask all the martial arts colleagues first. I wonder which colleague is willing to give advice?"

"Zhang Shan of the Heihumen is willing to learn about the master Wu's tricks!"

As he spoke, another figure flew up from the crowd and fell towards the competition platform. But at this moment, a gloomy sneer suddenly came from a distance.

"Hahaha..."

Amid the cold sneer, a palm formed by black air came from the mountain gate, and it headed towards Zhang Shan, the Black Humen in mid-air at an extremely fast speed!

Zhang Shan was shocked, but it was a bit too late to resist and dodge!

"ah!"

A scream came, and it was knocked down from the air by this black air, rolling on the ground and spitting blood, not knowing life and death!

"Who!"

"who!"

This sudden change shocked everyone present and looked towards the mountain gate.

There are actually people who dare to make trouble at the martial arts fair?!

It's simply bold!

"What kind of shit martial arts conferences are just a bunch of traits, hahahaha..."

After the words came, a black afterimage passed by from the gate of Shaolin Temple and landed on the arena.

"Hahahahahaha, let me come to understand the tricks of Central Plains warriors?"

This is a man in black robe. While speaking, he glanced at everyone in the audience, very arrogant.

The man in black robe spoke rudely and said rudely that everyone present was useless. Who can tolerate this?

For a moment, everyone was angry and scolding.

"That's crazy this guy!"

"Who is this person? I really deserve a beating!"

"My big knife is already thirsty!"

...

"Hmph!" Wu Tiezhang glanced at the man in black robe indifferently, snorted coldly, and then said coldly: "Your attack is so cruel, not like a person in the right way. You dare to report your name. Being able to die under my iron palms is considered a place to die!"

"Um?!"

The man in black robe seemed to have heard something very funny. He was stunned at first, then he looked at Wu Tiezhang, and then laughed like he couldn't help but laugh.

"Hehehe...you are the only one?!"

"I'm not worthy of fighting with this envoy, get out!"

In the end, he didn't see any movement from the man in black robe, but Wu Tiezhang, who was not far away, only felt an invisible huge force sweeping towards him.

"ah!"

In an instant, he was shocked and shouted loudly while showing horror. He quickly used the true energy in his body and used his unique skills to become famous. He slapped his two pairs of iron palms in front of him, trying to resist the huge force.

However... this huge force that surged in was far beyond his limit. Even though he had already used the powerful iron palm skill that had been practicing hard for a lifetime, he still could not compete with it!

"Ahhh!!!"
Chapter completed!