The son-in-law of the female president

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"Meet a master!" Brother Ren trembled.

Fortunately, I was not impulsive just now. If I offended him, I might not know who would be unlucky now.

No wonder Jiang Tong said that he was not good at it, and people who were emotional didn't take him seriously.

Brother Ren smiled wryly, and the last trace of anger in his heart disappeared completely.

Looking at Jiang Tong's eyes again, there was some admiration.

Just the hand just now surpassed many masters, even real people were inferior.

Everyone went up to the second floor. There were four Huajin and one Hejin at the door.

If everyone wants to go up, no matter how noble and respected you are on the outside, or how famous you are, you will be on top.

You must honestly take out things like invitations and identification.

"Even martial arts masters come to guard the gate to check tickets. This martial arts grand event has a very high gold content."

Jiang Tong nodded secretly.

Zhao Fei had no idea where he got the invitation, so he easily brought Jiang Tong in.

Only then did Jiang Tong understand why Han Qingyu, the eldest daughter of the Han family, said that although all warriors can participate in the martial arts event, there are also circles.

If you don't have an acquaintance to lead the way, you will encounter a lot of troubles, I'm afraid that's what I'm talking about.

Zhao Feijue explained:

"On the first floor of the Martial Arts Festival, as long as you have some money, you can go in and play without too many restrictions."

"But the second floor is different. Those who can go up must be wealthy businessmen with a cultivation level above or a net worth of billions or tens of billions."

Jiang Tong nodded and asked curiously, "What if there are no invitations?"

Zhao Fei smiled and said: "As long as your cultivation level is above Huajin, you can go to the event organizer to verify your cultivation level, but this process will take ten days and a half months."

"After all, even overseas masters will participate in this grand event held every three years. Who knows how many people are in front of you?"

Jiang Tong suddenly realized that if there were no connections, the martial arts festival would have ended long ago by the time you got the invitation.

"I'll go up later, don't talk nonsense, those who can go up to the second floor are not good boys and girls."

"Perhaps pulling out one at random will have a big background. If you offend the boss, no one can save you."

Since Zhao Feijue went up to the second floor, his speech and demeanor are much more restrained than those on the first floor.

Even Brother Ren and the others have kept a low profile a lot, behaved in a well-behaved manner, and followed the steps.

"As for the third floor, ordinary people can't go up. Most of them are martial arts masters, or exchanges between various sects. Most of them know each other."

"As we are, just stay on the second floor."

"There will also be a lot of treasures in the trading market here. If you have good things or have money, you can also buy them."

Looking at Zhao Feijue's familiarity, it is obviously not the first time he has come to the Martial Arts Festival.

Everyone is talking.

Jiang Tong was stunned for a moment, and saw a group of acquaintances walking in front of him, all of them had extraordinary bearing and luxurious clothes.

Patriarch Han stood in the center of the crowd, beside Lu Lao, Han Qingyu, and a young man.

With a glance, Jiang Tong saw that the young man was practicing the same skills as Lu Lao.

It sounds like they are Lu Lao's junior disciples or something.

"Why are you here?"

Patriarch Han frowned, and stopped Jiang Tong in a moderate tone.

The faces of Zhao Feijue and the others changed slightly, and they naturally recognized the identity of this group of people blocking everyone's way.

"Mr. Han!" Jiang Tong said calmly, expressionless.

Patriarch Han said calmly:

"Boy, you can't come to the second floor. It's very dangerous. Every time there is a meeting, there are often murders and treasures."

"If you don't have the protection of the adults at home, you'd better go down to the first floor."

Jiang Tong didn't seem to hear, his eyes were calm, and he said without joy or sadness: "Thank you Mr. Han for your kindness."

After finishing speaking, I will leave.

Han Qingyu stood on the spot with her mouth pursed, her face full of worries, she wanted to go up to say hello, hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed softly.

"Hmph, I don't know what to do."

Elder Lu shook his head.

"Mr. Han, I don't think you need to worry about him. This kid is arrogant. Not everyone can accept your favor."

Patriarch Han waved his hand and said: "Anyway, he also saved Qingyu's life, although he let that kid Guan Zhendong run away."

"Old Lu, when the meeting is over, you can go to him and give him some advice, then you should pay him back."

Elder Lu nodded slightly.

A real person's advice is so precious.

I don't know how many warriors with inner strength, dreaming of asking a real martial artist to teach them a few moves along the way.

At this time, the young man beside Han Qingyu frowned and said, "Qingyu, is that kid the one who saved you?"

Han Qingyu nodded: "Brother Lu, Mr. Jiang is very powerful. He can catch bullets with his bare hands. Xueqi and I saw it with our own eyes."

In Han Qingyu's eyes, Jiang Tong's methods that day were almost heavenly.

Although she knew that Lu Lao was also very strong, in her memory, she rarely saw Lu Lao make a move.

So Lu Laoqiang, but how strong he is is Han Qingyu's own imagination.

"Let's go, there will be a martial arts competition tonight, Lei Qianting will also come, and Lao Lu will be old by then."

Master Han's tone was a little more grateful.

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"Martial arts great challenge?" Jiang Tong was surprised.

Zhao Feijue nodded: "Yes, this martial arts competition is a place for everyone to settle their grievances. It means winning or losing, but also life and death."

Jiang Tong nodded.

Where there are people, there are interests, and where there are interests, there are grievances, and it is difficult for warriors to escape from this point.

Basically every warrior has more or less enemies.

Building a ring to resolve some personal grievances in a public way is already turning a blind eye to the local people.

If it is resolved in private, I am afraid that more people will be killed or injured.

"We'll check it out then, and you can still place your bets."

"If you like someone, just write his name, then sign a check and throw it on the plate."

Zhao Feijue said excitedly: "I remember the martial arts grand meeting three years ago. In one night, more than 30 billion US dollars were accumulated in the prize pool."

This time even Lin Xiaoyan was moved.

30 billion U.S. dollars in one night, equivalent to over [-] billion in Chinese currency.

But in a blink of an eye, those who came to participate were either wealthy businessmen or martial arts masters, no matter what kind, they were not short of money.

What's more, the prize pool of 30 billion US dollars is also piled up by many rich people.

"Yes!" Jiang Tong looked curious, wanting to see what the so-called martial arts fight was like.

Zhao Fei never changed the topic.

He asked in a low voice: "Brother Jiang, looking at you just now, do you still know the richest man in Jiangzhou, the Han family?"

Brother Ren and the other Hua Jin also pricked up their ears.

Jiang Tong nodded:
"It's like having a relationship."

Seeing that Jiang Tong didn't want to say more, Zhao Feijue shut up and focused his eyes on Lin Xiaoyan.

Everyone spent half a day on the second floor, and had dinner at the luxurious restaurant on the second floor at the end of the evening.

"Let's go, it's time to fight!"

Zhao Feijue stood up, his eyes sparkling.

whispered:
"I heard that even Lei Qianting, the real person who sits in the Northeast, will take the stage in person this time!"