At noon, the people of those sects could only find a place to rest in the hall. At most, the heads of the sect can have a chair to sit on, but in comparison, the people of the Jinwu Gate are much better. They can go back to their room to rest.

Tactics can be negotiated.

Of course, the old seniors and referees sent by the martial arts association also have special guest rooms for rest.

In the room where Tang Dechun, Chen Wen and Qian Hu were resting, everyone was closing their eyes and resting. Now they could only rest like this and try not to fall asleep.

However, Qian Hu narrowed his eyes and looked at the eldest brother not far away with him. He was worried. He was against those Shaolin lay disciples in the morning, and he was extremely relaxed in winning, and even the eldest brother did not appear.

But what he was most worried about was what to do if he drew the Dragon and Tiger Sect to draw lots.

It’s not because he lacks confidence, but mainly because he is a little worried that the senior brother will be used to do something. The two previous letters are very telling.

However, although Qian Hu was anxious, Chen San did not give any instructions. Qian Hu did not dare to act rashly without instructions. This was what Chen San told him at that time.

The more I thought about it, the more confused I felt. On the other hand, the old god was closing his eyes and resting.

Whenever he saw this scene, he felt that Chen Wen was so much worse than his master. If Young Master Chen could be the same as his master, why would they worry about Jinwumen?

"Forget it, let's finish the competition in the past two days first. Master is full of confidence, so we can't hold back."

...

At the same time, Shen San was there.

At first, Chen San had dinner with the old men and referees in the martial arts world, and sent them back to the room one by one before returning to his yard.

However, Chen San's wife was a little worried: "San Master, won't you talk to Dechun? If he is used by someone, he will do something unfavorable to the martial arts hall..."

Chen San shook his head: "It's useless to say it now. If nothing unexpected happens, we won't be able to draw the Dragon and Tiger Sect in the afternoon, so even if we draw, we have to wait tomorrow. I plan to check it out in the evening. I have always been

They treat Dechun as a child, just Luo Sheng and Su Yunjin, and I don’t know what they want to do.”

"San Master, if you think it's hard to come forward, I'll talk to him. This child usually respects me. He should listen to what I say. Moreover, this child actually values ​​feelings. If it's Su

If Yun Jin comes forward, I'm worried..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen San raised his hand: "Madam, you don't have to worry too much about this. I am here. I won't let the thing that happened again."

...

Just one hour later, Sun Fuquan and Chen Nian launched a car of fruits and fruits, and Tang Dechun walked in front of them: "Come on, everyone should be a little thirsty, come and eat some fruits and fruits.

The game will continue to start after half an hour, and then we will draw lots to decide the opponent first."

These fruits and melons were cut open. After the words came, people from other sects stood up and walked towards them, but there were a few people in the crowd.

Their pace was as fast as a sharp knife. They walked through the crowd and came to the small cart pushing the fruits and vegetables!

"Don't you eat anything outside? Why are you here to compete with us for fruits and vegetables so quickly now?" The people from Xingyimen saw that these Koreans were so unsuccessful. Everyone took so many fruits and vegetables in front of them.

If you need it, why are you Koreans coming to grab it like evil dogs?

"We just said we wouldn't eat food, but we didn't say we wouldn't eat these things!" Park Jung-soo, the head of the Taekwondo Pavilion, said with confidence.

"I'm so laughing so hard. I really don't have any face. But thinking about it, you probably can't eat this kind of thing, so you rush to eat the fruits and melons that we're almost tired of eating all day long as we rush to eat as treasures.

.” This was said by the people from the Baji Sect, and they obviously couldn’t stand these Goryeo people very much.

This year, Bajimen felt that they lost to Xingyimen because their third senior brother was injured a few days ago and did not come. Otherwise, the winner would be unmatched. They also felt that these Koreans stole their third one last year.

Location.

But no matter what others say, these Goryeo people are unmoved.

Not only did they fill their mouths, but they also took many people away when they left.

This behavior has caused many people to laugh at each other.

When Chen Nian looked at this scene, he thought that this was probably the traditional art of the people of this nation.

Nothing fuss.

Just as I saw that the fruits and vegetables were almost eaten, I pushed the cart back to the kitchen.

After a brief rest, they are about to start preparing evening meals again.

The meals at night are different from those at noon. Chen Nian and Master Sun will prepare new dishes, and they have already prepared the ingredients and meat that need to be marinated in advance, so they are almost done.

"Master, I just saw them eating outside and eating oily mouths, which shows that what we cook is really suitable for their appetite."

Master Sun was a little proud when he heard this: "Of course, if I don't even have this ability, let alone being a chef in Runfeng Building for so long, you didn't see Ji Xin's old boy.

Are you attitude towards me?”

Chen Nian was a little confused when he heard this: "Master, I remember when Manager Ji praised you before, didn't you say that you didn't have such great contributions? And he also told Manager Ji that he would turn against you."

When Sun Fuquan heard this, he couldn't help but be choked: "I can say some things, but he can't, do you know? I can say in front of my apprentice that I have good cooking skills and that I am awesome in cooking, but if it's someone else

I have to be more modest when I say something. I originally thought you were already very knowledgeable about human relationships and worldly affairs. Now it seems that you still have something to learn!”

Chen Nian said this on purpose, with the purpose of letting Sun Fuquan teach him. For Master Sun, he would confiscate his disciples in his life. At this moment, he actually showed a strong desire, especially in front of his disciple.

But even though Chen Nian deliberately cited Master Sun to say this, after hearing Master Sun's idea of ​​pretending to be in front of his apprentice so bluntly, he still couldn't help but feel that this little old man was a little cute.

Otherwise, no one would have said so clearly that they want to show off. Usually, everyone expresses it through their meaning.

I also thought of when I asked Master Sun why he didn't get up early in the morning to buy vegetables, Master Sun told me concisely that he couldn't speak.

Sure enough, my master is a person of temperament.

Until now, Chen Nian still has some grudges about shaving his hair, but since that day, Master Sun has never shown these things again.

And I still teach you if I can teach you, and I have no private hiding at all.

Thinking of this, Chen Nian even started to hum a little tune with joy.

"What are you singing?" Master Sun asked curiously after hearing the tunes that Chen Nian hummed.

"Peony Pavilion." Chen Nian replied.

"You sing this way the Peony Pavilion?" Master Sun expressed a little puzzled. After all, the Peony Pavilion he knew didn't sing this way.

"Master, I sing this Kunqu Opera. If you can't listen to it, I won't sing it anymore. I'll listen to Peking Opera more afterwards." Chen Nian quickly stopped humming.

But Master Sun didn't mean this: "It's okay, keep singing. I just feel that it sounds quite fresh, but don't say that the tune is surprisingly nice."

"Okay." Chen Nian nodded and continued to hum: "Love is unknown, and it goes deeper. The living can die, and death can live. Why not the love in the dream is true~enenenen~"

Compared to the kitchen, after a morning of competition, the upper five doors and the lower five doors were completely separated.

The martial arts hall that lost in the morning could only compete for the rankings from sixth to tenth.

However, since "wu" is odd, there will be a bye when drawing lots between the upper and lower five gates.

But this bye did not advance directly, but the two sides who won the remaining four groups except their group competed with one group.

As long as you win the last game, you can make sure to enter the top three, but if you lose, you must fight with the fourth and fifth.

The number of games has increased significantly, so it is not a good thing for teams with a weaker strength. Perhaps they were able to get fourth place, but due to too many games, they were physically and mentally exhausted and did not perform well in the end.

I can only get the fifth one.

As for what you win, you will continue to compete upward.

But everyone, including the referees and the elderly in the martial arts world, also knows that Chen San has put in full force this time to win the number one in the martial arts world in Tianjin again.

And they also wanted to see Chen San and Hong Long compete in the final competition, so they would separate their numbers in advance, that is, they would not allow these two martial arts schools to encounter them in advance.

Although it seems like cheating in secret, it is actually a protection for these two martial arts schools.

Sometimes some of this kind of means are needed.

This round of lottery began not long after.

Jinwu Gate drew to the Baji Gate, while Longhu Gate drew to the Xingyi Gate.

As for the Taekwondo hall led by Park Jung-soo, he took a bye.

After looking at the result of the bye, Park Jung-soo's eyes turned red!

In an instant, he thought that someone might be making a mistake from it. Otherwise, why did these local martial arts schools accidentally draw a duel together, and instead draw a bye?

It's obvious that someone is secretly making trouble!

And Park Jung-soo also knows that these people want to target them, but this target is too obvious, right?

In the morning, I let myself face the Karate Hall in Japan, and treated it like this in the afternoon!

"This is unfair!" Park Jung-soo shouted loudly with the bye sign in his hand.

The old martial arts veteran they invited this time was named Fan Zhongqiu. He was born in Xingyi Sect, but later he was elected because of his high moral character. Fan Zhongqiu did not disappoint the high expectations of the martial arts world. Although he was born in Xingyi Sect, he had been competing in previous martial arts competitions.

There is no favoritism in it.

But at this moment, facing Park Jung-soo's loud protest, Fan Zhongqiu did not speak, but just sat on the chair calmly and raised his eyelids.

"Do you think there is something wrong? Where is there a problem?" His tone was neither fast nor slow, and he had the style of a senior expert.

"I suspect someone is operating in secret in the lottery! Why can't they draw together? Why can't I draw a bye?" Park Jung-soo said.

But Fan Zhongqiu smiled on the spot after hearing this: "Why can't it be possible to draw such a result? Then should you be the first one? If you are dissatisfied with the lottery results, you can use the exit to protest.

If you don’t want to participate, there are hundreds of martial arts schools in Tianjin, all of which are large and small, and people want to participate.”
To be continued...