The next day, at 3:00 pm.

Anlin Martial Arts is located next to the city center of Linjiang City. The bustling area has also raised the requirements for storefronts and was renovated last year.

A high-end marble facade that reflects light from black.

Walking in, there is a living room with a gate three meters high and five meters wide on the right. Walking in, there is a arena!

There are about 300 square meters inside, and there is a square dark arena in the middle.

There were several people standing above, all from the Anlin Martial Arts Hall.

"Master, how can I discuss with the martial arts hall that comes to Sulin City later? Is it a performance or a real gun?"

A young man of twenty-seven or eight asked in a deep voice.

His name is Wu Lin, and he is the most powerful warrior in the venue, amateur-level high-level! He is about to enter the first-level professional level. Although it is winter, Wu Lin has a short-sleeved shirt and a leather jacket. His toned figure makes the eyes of several junior brothers and sisters beside him shiny.

However, he looked respectfully at the middle-aged man standing in the middle of the ring.

That was his master, Liu Chengwu.

Professional-level mid-level warriors! In the entire martial arts school industry in Linjiang City, only professional-level strong men Qi Zhenguo are overwhelming them!

"Yeah! Just use your normal strength."

Liu Chengwu, wearing a blue martial arts uniform, glanced at several apprentices in the martial arts hall: "Today, the young master of the Secretary of Linjiang City is also here to watch the game. You all cheer up! Don't fall into the majesty of our Anlin martial arts hall!"

"Did you hear it clearly?"

Liu Chengwu, who had given a few more instructions, shouted lightly!

"Yes, master!" Seven or eight people said in unison.

Normally, there are thirty or forty people in the Anlin Martial Arts Hall, but the Chinese New Year is approaching, and people from other places have already returned home.

The Chinese New Year is eight days away.

Wu Lin frowned. He didn't know that the secretary's son and other figures were coming to watch. He had already agreed to his cousin and could bring his classmates to watch.

It is said that there are nearly thirty people!

"master……"

Wu Lin told Liu Chengwu a little embarrassedly.

"Huh? Classmates? Are they all your cousin's high school classmates?" Liu Chengwu narrowed his eyes, "The secretary's son came to Anlin Wushu Hall. Is this big or small? But the martial arts hall has always been messy. If something happens, it will be broken!"

However, Wu Lin was his favorite disciple, and he would not give him face if he refused.

"It's good. But you have to make sure that everyone is your cousin's high school classmate. You have to check it out yourself, so that there is no mess or dangerous people can get in, do you know?"

Liu Chengwu glanced at Wu Lin sternly.

Wu Lin was happy and hurriedly said, "Master, don't worry, I will ask my cousin to name one by one, and there will be no mistakes!"

"That's good."

Liu Chengwu nodded, looked at the big clock on the wall of the venue, and said, "It's three o'clock now, and the competition will start at five o'clock. Go and prepare well."

"Okay, master."

Wu Lin nodded and led his junior brother and sister to the side.
Chapter completed!