Wancheng!

This is a city with a long history, and it is even more a city that makes countless male compatriots sigh.

It only takes four hours to get from Chunan to Guancheng. After walking out of the station, a rolling wave of heat came to your face, as if we were welcoming Chen Fan's arrival.

It’s a pity that there are many beautiful beauties in Guancheng today, and there are countless graceful scenery.

At the exit, two powerful and tall men held up signs, Mr. Chu Nan and Chen Fan! The words were extremely eye-catching.

As he walked towards him, Chen Fan saw Zhang Jingsi. Zhang Jingsi smiled, waved his hand enthusiastically, came towards him, clasped his fists and said, "Master Chen, welcome!"

As he said that, Zhang Jingsi pointed to a middle-aged man in his fifties next to him and introduced: "Master Chen, let me introduce you to me. The one next to me is the host of this time, Master Huang Santai from Hongquan, Guancheng!"

When Chen Fan heard this, he immediately clasped his fists and saluted, and felt a little nervous. What did Zhang Jingsi say to others? Did he really treat me as the so-called successor of the Tianmen?

Logically speaking, martial arts and kung fu exchange meetings like this are the busiest as the host. Guests from all over the country, from all over the country must take care of them, and all aspects of things must be arranged and handled. There is no time to welcome guests, unless they are respected seniors or masters.

But now...

"Master Huang, you are so polite. You are so ashamed of you." Chen Fan immediately said politely. This is etiquette. The hosts value it with such high standards. They even grasp the so-called pomp, which means they are ignorant. What's more, Chen Fan didn't think about it at all. Chen Fan had already thought about it at this exchange meeting. He just came here to make a comedy. He just went to the formality. As for the low-key one, he was as low-key as possible. As for taking action, that was absolutely impossible.

Master Huang was very happy. All martial arts people are special heroes. Exceptions are the exception. Master Huang doesn’t look like that. His dark skin and wearing a white training suit look like that. However, the shabby cloth shoes on his feet reveal Master Huang’s usual style.

If it weren't for the host, I'm afraid few people would think that this was a martial arts celebrity.

"Haha! Master Chen, you are modest. Master Zhang said you are very low-key and modest. I didn't believe it before. I was young and had such profound attainments. How could I not have a slight recklessness at all? Now, it's something wrong for me. Master Chen, please come here." Master Huang praised him and then made a gesture of invitation.

Outside the high-speed rail station, an ordinary business had already been waiting here, and the group drove away. After passing through the city center of Guancheng, outside the suburbs, a ancestral temple with a wide area and a simple history stopped here.

When it comes to clan ancestral halls, the traditional culture in eastern Guangdong is definitely the most complete. At this time, the entire Huang family's ancestral hall was already loud and gongs and drums were already loud. Two lions also danced.

A strong man wearing a red double-breasted sleeveless short shirt stood solemnly in rows. It was obvious that these were all Master Huang’s disciples. Chen Fan was also a little shocked to see this momentum. Low-key... As low-key as low-key as possible. Chen Fan reminded himself again in his heart.

As time passed, many martial arts people from all over the country came here one after another. At night, dozens of tables were opened, and the flowing mats in the Huang Clan Ancestral Hall were placed outside. There were hundreds of people.

"Master Chen!"

Chen Fan finally hid next to him, but suddenly someone was photographed behind him. As soon as he turned around, old Comrade Zhang Jingsi smiled and said, "Master Chen, why are you sitting here? You are too low-key."

Chen Fan looked at Zhang Jingsi. There was a man standing next to this guy, about forty years old, and he was in his prime. He had a small braid on his head and a small beard. He looked quite charming.

Before Chen Fan could speak, Xiao Wangzi smiled and said, "Master Chen, Chen Yao is down in Chenjiagou! We were a family five hundred years ago."

As he said that, Chen Yao took the wine glass directly and fucked it in one bite, and even gave Chen Fan a shiny bottom of the glass. Chen Fan's heart tightened. His eyes looked a little bad at Chen Yao. Why is it this ghost again? Last time he was invisible in that communication group, just a word was made in the way. Why is it still so lingering?

Chen Fan maintained a particularly reserved smile and drank it first. The wine is a specialty of Guangdong eastern double steamed wine. Chen Fan had no research on the wine. He frowned and swallowed it, lit the bottom of the cup, and then smiled and said, "You're welcome, you're welcome."

Chen Yao looked at Chen Fan with a smile: "Master Chen, since we are all family and Tai Chi, we will ask Master Chen for advice during the exchange meeting tomorrow. I heard from Master Zhang and Master Huang. Speaking of Master Chen, both seniors praised him. I must study and study."

There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts; Chen Fan had long expected that there would be such a place. There would be no exchange meetings.

Not to mention fighting a life or death, there will be at least one point. Just talking, it is a martial arts exchange meeting. What's more, Chen Yao is also the descendant of Chen's Tai Chi. When colleagues are afraid of each other, sometimes they will inevitably have the desire to win or lose. Even if it is not Chen Yao, it may be Yang, Wu or even people from other schools.

Chen Fan had already had a plan in his mind, and shook his head gently and said, "Master Chen is polite. It's all Master Zhang and Master Huang. What am I? At best, I am just a newcomer in martial arts. The so-called masters and masters are all empty and boastful. My three-legged kung fu is not embarrassing. I am here to learn."

Chen Yao was speechless and a little surprised. He never thought that Chen Fan would say this. Buddha fought for a stick of incense and people fought for a breath. Everyone was a martial arts practitioner. Although there were not many problems with this just now, it was also a bit provocative. Shouldn’t he agree happily, and he will divide the difference? Why are you cowardly?

Even Zhang Jingsi and Huang Santai looked at Chen Fan with some surprise. In their opinion, Chen Fan has become a bit ambitious and destroyed his own majesty, which is somewhat contrary to martial arts.

After all, Huang Santai was the host. He smiled and turned his eyes and said, "Haha, Master Chen Fan is indeed as modest and low-key as ever. Huang admires it. Today we will only talk about drinking, not about anything else."

The banquet continued, and many people were already drinking high. Several tables of original small cups had been replaced with sea bowls. It had a meaning of ancient high-cooked drinks, large pieces of meat, and large scales of gold and silver.

Chen Fan had already left the seat. He was led by Master Huang to go back to his room to rest. The outside was noisy and hustle and bustle. Chen Fan had already entered his dream.

In the dream, the golden figure appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness very on time. Just like before, the figure continued to practice various boxing techniques. But this time, it did not make a sound like the sound of the great way as before, and no golden words merged into the sea of ​​consciousness.

There was nothing to say all night. Chen Fan got up late for the first time. It’s not that he didn’t want to get up early, but he actually got up long ago. But Chen Fan didn’t want to go out. No matter what, he could only be a turtle with his head. No matter who he was, I just said that he was here to study, and I said that he couldn’t beat him. I didn’t believe that they could force themselves to do it. I made up my mind. Chen Fan then walked out of the room.
Chapter completed!