Chapter 223, Blood Demon Gate
When he arrived at Wumen, Fang Chen was really shocked again.

This is the first time he has come to Wumen's territory, and this geographical location is definitely considered remote in the capital.

Compared with the Yu family who suddenly opened up a manor in the city, the overall architectural style of Wumen is much more low-key.

But Fang Chen will not underestimate this place.

As the Wumen of the Eight Gates, its background is far beyond what a mere family of the Yu family can compare with.

The decoration style and layout of Wumen is probably related to the important factor of managing martial arts masters...

After getting out of the Audi car, Fang Chen was slightly embarrassed to meet Lin Yiqin's beautiful eyes.

Coincidentally at this time, Mr.

Wu pulled his son and said: "Little friend Fangchen, let Yiqin take you around Wumen for a while, I just went to make tea for you!".

As he said that, before Fang Chen refused, Mr.

Wu's feet flashed as if they had been oiled.

Fang Chen was stunned for a moment, and cursed secretly; old man.

There was a gust of fragrant wind by his side, Fang Chen touched the tip of his nose, turned his head to look, and said with a dry smile, "Eh, the car drives well, it's quite stable...".

"Honest man, come here."

Lin Yiqin stared at Fang Chen with bright eyes.

Fang Chen quickly turned his head to the side and looked up at the sky, and then said nonsense;

"The clothes look good too.

Hey, why is there a hole in your silk stocking? My sixth sister can do needlework.

Why don't you take it back and ask her to sew it for you, so you can still wear it..."

A few black lines suddenly appeared on Lin Yiqin's face.

She didn't wear stockings today.

Where did the hole come from? Today, Lin Yiqin was wearing a small gray-black windbreaker, which was lined with white exercise clothes.

Apparently Mr.

Wu temporarily pulled him over to be the driver.

Fang Chen coughed dryly; "By the way, Miss Lin, how do I get to the toilet? I want to fill up some water.

Do you want to come together?".

Seeing Lin Yiqin's expression about to go berserk, Fang Chen said embarrassingly.

"Fang Chen, I really have something to tell you."

Lin Yiqin tugged Fang Chen's arm, and a rare stern look appeared on the character's pretty face.

Fang Chen restrained his expression; "As long as you don't call me an honest person and force my body to be honest, you can do whatever you want...".

Lin Yiqin couldn't hold back her expression for a moment, and covered her mouth with her hand and chuckled softly.

"You! Can you stop talking? I didn't realize before that your Young Master Fang is still afraid of women."

The last time at the entrance of the tabby club, Fang Chen kindly rescued Lin Yiqin, but this woman ate tofu.

In the end, the coat was given to the woman, and Ye Qingcheng almost found out.

Later, when he went to the extreme north, in the freezing environment that day, Fang Chen felt regretful...

Without a coat, I really almost froze to death in the snow.

Fang Chen coughed twice; "Actually, Miss Lin, you really misunderstood me.

I have always been like this.

In fact, I have always been a shy and reserved person...".

Lin Yiqin's expression became more and more weird, are you shy and restrained?
Why didn't I see it?

If you are shy and introverted, there will be no man in the world who is not shy and introverted...

Walking with Lin Yiqin, the two of them walked side by side under the shade of the trees, Fang Chen was a little distracted.

After all, the charming `Ni` in the van last time is still circling in his mind, Fang Chen is still a young man with a lot of blood.

Thinking of Lin Yiqin's shy expression and the spring light under that skirt that day.

As well as that soft, pink kiss, Fang Chen could feel a different kind of heat in his belly.

"Will you participate in the upcoming Martial Arts Exchange Conference..."

Glancing at Fang Chen, Lin Yiqin saw that Fang Chen's not-so-strong shoulders gave him such a sense of security.

Fang Chen was slightly taken aback.

It turned out that Lin Yiqin came to him to talk about this matter, and the two major exchange conferences of medicine and martial arts involved the upper-level game.

Now, in order to curb the conspiracy of the 'Great Taijun Empire', Fang Chen naturally wanted to join in, so he nodded subconsciously; "That's right."

He was a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, did Lin Yiqin come to him simply to talk about this martial arts exchange meeting?
Fang Chen glanced at the woman, and Lin Yiqin's small face was a little nervous; "You...".

"Can you team up with me?"

"In the martial arts exchange conference, there are not only 1Vs1 individual battles, but also 2Vs2 double battles."

"This is my moment of majesty in China."

Fang Chen was not clear about the competition method of the Martial Arts Exchange Conference.

Hearing what Lin Yiqin said now, he became slightly interested.

He thought that Lin Yiqin was trying to say something, but he didn't expect to get involved in such a serious matter.

"By the way, are there any rewards for this martial arts exchange meeting?".

Fang Chen glanced at Lin Yiqin and asked.

The girl was slightly astonished for a moment, obviously she did not expect that Fang Chen would ask such a nonsensical question as soon as he opened his mouth.

Is this guy really planning to participate in the martial arts exchange competition?
I was speechless for a while, but Lin Yiqin still explained; "Of course there are, and the matter is of great importance."

"The martial arts exchange conference is divided into 1Vs1 and 2Vs2.

After the audition, the top 64 are selected and then randomly drawn, the top 32, the top [-], the top eight, the final four, and the final."

"The faction that wins the Martial Arts Exchange and Discussion Conference can open a corresponding martial arts gym in China to promote culture, and get tens of billions in financial rewards and local policy support...".

"The popularity of Ninjutsu and Oriental Kung Fu these years is related to the martial arts exchange conference...".

Speaking of this, a trace of sadness crossed Lin Yiqin's face.

Fang Chen was slightly taken aback; "You don't mean to tell me that Huaxia has always been losing after the last few martial arts exchange conferences?".

Anyway, he is also a master of martial arts, Fang Chen is still very confident in Huaxia's kung fu!
But listen to what Lin Yiqin said.

It seems that even with the help of Wumen and those unborn super martial arts families, Huaxia's chances of winning are not very great!

Lin Yiqin smiled wryly; "Indeed."

"Except for the fledgling Mr.

Huang Bufan who won the 1Vs1 championship at the beginning of the year, there have been four consecutive martial arts exchange conferences, and our Chinese martial arts masters have been defeated..." .

While Fang Chen was astonished, he understood after a second thought.

Despite the restraint and management of Wumen, Chinese warriors are not uncommon.

But for the really top group, I'm afraid even Wumen can't order them to move, right?

After all, by appearance alone, Mr.

Wu is nothing more than a reality master.

And this trip to the extreme north brought Fang Chen the greatest feeling, which is the unity of those Orientals, although Fang Chen hated their unscrupulous practices.

But it has to be said that there are endless masters from all walks of life.

Not only the masters of martial arts, but also satellite positioning, and even missiles...

It is absolutely impossible to say behind this without the support of elites from all walks of life.

As for warriors in China, generally speaking, they are relatively undisciplined, and the most intuitive one is the Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion where my eldest sister is.

After returning, Fang Chen never saw the elder sister again.

However, he has also read a lot of relevant information.

The Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion is completely independent of the world, and it is completely a group of fairies who do not eat the fireworks of the world.

Of course, this is just an analogy, and it is not necessarily only women who are looking for immortals.

"Well, I must attend the Martial Arts Exchange Conference.

No matter what, I must find a way to restrain and cut off the hands and feet of those Orientals."

Fang Chen touched the tip of his nose; "Although my current strength may not be considered outstanding in the upper-level game, but because of this, Fang Chen can develop insignificantly...".

Lin Yiqin's beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, although when talking to Fang Chen today, the latter seemed not to have the strong appearance he had in the past few encounters.

But the self-confidence that comes from the bones is not diminished.

Maybe this is the reason why women can't help but fall in love with him...

At this moment, the two of them had already walked to the Martial Arts Arena of Wumen without knowing it.

They could feel an inexplicable smell of gunpowder from a distance from the Martial Arts Arena.

Fang Chen took a closer look and saw nothing but Wumen disciples in uniform.

There were also a group of figures dressed in red like blood, seeing those people, Lin Yiqin's expression changed slightly;
"Blood evil door!?".

Her vermilion lips parted slightly, and her voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.

Blood demon door?

Hearing this strange address, Fang Chen scratched the back of his head and asked, "What's this for?".

Lin Yiqin rolled his eyes, Fang Chen really didn't understand the scattered distribution of these forces; "The Blood Demon Sect is a force established in China by the top martial arts masters of the 'Great Taijun Empire'..." .

"And I heard from my master that Xueshamen is not just a sect that promotes oriental kung fu culture, they are secretly doing things that are not good for China.

These ninjas are very difficult to deal with.

Chinese Kungfu pays attention to opening and closing.

If you have fought against them, you should know..."

As soon as Lin Yiqin finished speaking, he saw a figure flying away from the arena in the martial arts arena, vomiting blood and retreating.

The figure fell directly not far from him.

And as this person retreated, the Xueshamen disciples on the stage seemed to suddenly become emotional, cheering one by one.

Mouth full of insults and abuse.

Fang Chen was slightly taken aback, this is really an acquaintance.

"Ye Chendong?"

(End of this chapter)