Master Pei smiled gently and elegantly. He seemed to have always been such a gentle person.

This is an invitation, no overbearing oppression.

After he sent this invitation, he started to taste wine, and was not in a hurry to Ark's answer.

The organization of martial arts...New Martial Arts Association.

And the leader Pei planned to absorb and train him into a new member, a young martial artist.

This is an opportunity!

Ark was keenly aware that this was an opportunity.

However, Ark is very cautious and needs to clarify some issues and whether there is any danger.

Master Pei said that the rule of the New Martial Arts Association is to cultivate a new young martial arts scholar every three years to maintain the fresh blood of the New Martial Arts Association.

So over the years, aren’t the number of members of the New Martial Arts Association very large?

Fang Ark looked at Master Pei and asked, "Master, can you take the liberty to ask, are there many people in the Xinwu Society now?"

Master Pei pinched the celadon wine cup, and his head still looked out the window at the long street without looking back. He replied lightly: "Including the fresh blood, there are a total of 102 people."

"But, there will be only one hundred and one person left right away."

"That guy Zhao Yang, he plans to assassinate the emperor. Here he will probably... die without life."

Master Pei's words were very calm, and there was not even much emotional fluctuation.

Assassinate the Emperor?

Fang Ark was shocked. How crazy is this action!

However, Ark calmed down and continued to ask.

"How many years have the Xinwu Society existed? Only one hundred and one person?"

Master Pei finally turned his head back and put down his celadon cup: "Not all martial artists will join the New Martial Arts Association..."

"Some are used to wandering, and some are incorporated by the great magistrate Cao Man, included in the martial arts palace, and are listed on the list of martial arts reviews to find a celebrity's opportunity for eternity."

"However, when the number of martial arts families in the Xinwuhui Society was at its peak, there were only 180 people."

"The New Martial Arts Association will train young martial artists every three years, but... there will also be martial artists who die in order to pursue the path of faith."

"In recent years, a war between gods and demons broke out outside the domain, and all major races participated in the war, which made the strong men of the clan suppress the human martial arts, and fewer martial arts died."

Pei Tongsi's eyes at Fang Ark suddenly became solemn.

"I know what you want to ask, and I don't know what will happen in the future. After all, in this dark era when the clans showed their power in the human realm, no one knows whether the human race has a future."

"We cultivate young martial arts just to allow inheritance to continue and allow the fire of the race to continue burning in the dark."

"When there is still a ray of light in this dark world, it at least proves that there is still hope for the human race."

Pei Tongsi stood up and said with a smile.

"You don't have to worship me as your teacher, and I won't accept you as your disciple. I am just a guide on your way to practice martial arts. We are equal."

"I will pass on what you and I have learned throughout my life. I just hope that in the future, when my path is gone, you can walk the path I have not finished for me and continue to pass on my path."

"In fact, the martial artists who joined the New Martial Arts Association all have the same wish..."

"May the human race and children grow up safely."

"May the human race be free from humiliation."

"May the human race, the elderly, have a good ending."

"I wish the human race, martial arts prosper, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and peace and worry-free."

Fang Zhou's expression was solemn when he heard this.

Pei Tongsi's words made Fang Zhou feel the tremor of Chuanwu Bookstore, which was a kind of resonance, a resonance between thoughts and souls.

Lei Laohu was stunned.

Sister Mei looked at Guan Tianyuan who was eating meat and watching the show: "Go out."

Guan Tianyuan's fat body shivered and he rolled away in a hurry. Before leaving, he stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth.

He has lost a lot recently and can't afford to eat meat.

As soon as I got out of the box, the door closed again with a bang.

Guan Tianyuan’s Bagua heart is very high.

Going to fight?!

Lei Laohu is one of the best in the coach of Tianzi.

However, Ye Zimei’s background is her strength...it’s actually very average.

The rabbit is still biting people when he is anxious. Lei Laohu's temper is forced to be completely detonated, and Ye Zimei may not be able to beat him.

This wave of thunder tigers are stalking!

My thoughts have just fallen.

In the private room, the terrifying aura was stimulating, and the screams of Lei Laohu rang out.

boom!

A loud bang!

The carved wooden door is split into pieces and wood chips fly everywhere!

Lei Laohu flew out of the box with a blue nose and a swollen face, fell directly from the second floor, and hit the fist in the martial arts arena.

Sister Mei, with a frosty face, walked out gracefully, holding the railing high, and her red lips outlined the cold arc, giving her a unique beauty.

Below, Lei Laohu got up quickly, his arms were twisted strangely, his eyes were swollen like brown sugar steamed buns, and his nose was crooked and blood was flowing out of the little snake, but he grinned, like a fool.

"My sister, are you happy?"

"Or how many more shots?"

Lei Laohu raised his head and said.

Guan Tianyuan: “…”

This wave is definitely not the pot of his poisonous milk!

The world of dog licking is bizarre!

It was him who was hasty.
Chapter completed!