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"Wait for us." Zhao Changyuan and Su You quickly followed.
There was no need to deliberately search for the registration location. When Zhao Changyuan and others went out, they saw a group of Jianghu sects rushing towards the distance. They followed directly behind those people. As expected, after walking for less than half an hour, they saw the registration platform in the distance.
"The custom in Qingsu Mountain is still the same. They always like to create big scenes." Su You looked at the registration platform from a distance and said with a slight snort.
The people next to Su You originally wanted to scold who was so rude, but when they turned around and saw it was Su You, they immediately stopped talking.
Su You and the others have gained some reputation in Qingsu Mountain, although their reputation is not very good.
"There are so many people." Zhang Linfeng moved his head around, looking at the people in the arena wearing various sects' costumes, and sighed with a grin.
"You kid, why do you like to join in the fun so much?" Zhao Changyuan's black eyes were filled with a steady smile, and he was looking around quickly as he spoke.
During this period, although he had been taking Zhang Linfeng outside to attract hatred and make a big splash, the places where they caused trouble were actually the residences of some small or medium sects, and they did not bother the really powerful ones.
Few people in the small sect know Zhao Changyuan, but today's scene is so grand that he will inevitably be recognized.
Zhao Changyuan looked at the crowded scene in front of him, and a calm smile appeared on his handsome face. With his master Su You by his side, and on Qingsu Mountain, even if those Jianghu people who knew his identity wanted to do something, they would not be able to act like him.
It was so convenient before.
"There are so many people, when will it be our turn?" Gong Yueyue poked her head, her pretty face was full of energy and high spirits, and she wanted to rush to the registration table to write her name immediately.
At the registration desk, the servant next to Song Lan whispered something into his ear. Song Lan immediately raised his head, scanned the crowd a few times, and quickly found Su You. After thinking for a moment, he ordered the servant to register.
, and he strode off the registration desk.
"Master Su." Song Lan squeezed through the crowd from a distance and shouted loudly towards Su You.
"Second Young Master Song." Su You narrowed his eyes and chuckled, but he proudly did not raise his hands in salute.
For a junior like Song Lan, Su You would not lower his status in return. Although Song Lan was a little dissatisfied in his heart, he was already used to Su You's attitude.
In Song Lan's eyes, it was because Su You had truly strong strength and confidence that he could be so arrogant.
"Are you here to register?" Song Lan strode closer and asked cheerfully.
"Second Young Master, have all these Jianghu sects arrived today?" Zhao Changyuan asked with a polite smile and a gentle voice.
"We are basically all here, but there are still some sects that have not recommended candidates to participate. I am afraid that we will have to wait until tomorrow to complete all registrations." Song Lan briefly introduced to Zhao Changyuan in the same polite tone.
Zhao Changyuan nodded clearly and exchanged a few words with Song Lan again. Among them, he was the only one who knew how to exchange a few words with Song Lan, otherwise the atmosphere would be extremely awkward.
"Have you selected the contestants?" Song Lan joked for a few words and then stared at Su You with a smile.
"Of course I came here after I was chosen." Zhao Changyuan smiled slightly.
"Come with me, those guys. It just so happens that Song is also responsible for this registration matter." Song Lan laughed, a light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand to ask.
"Please." Of course, Zhao Changyuan and the others were not polite. They immediately followed Song Lan through the human rights and got to the registration desk first.
The registration desk in Qingsu Mountain is also quite elegant and exquisite, and it really pays attention to the scene. No wonder Su You said what he just said.
As for the familiarity of Su You and Song Lan, the Jianghu sects in several areas that Zhao Changyuan and others deliberately caused trouble were already familiar with, but there were still more sects who did not know about them, and they immediately became dissatisfied, and the scene became slightly chaotic.
However, in the world of martial arts, whoever's fists have their say depends on who they are. Qingsushan acted tougher, and those dissatisfied voices were suppressed.
Just as Song Lan took out the registration book with Su You and others with a satisfied look on his face, there was chaos again in the audience, and a powerful middle-aged man's voice sounded.
"Young Master Shen is also here, which is really unexpected."
This voice overcame the noise of everyone in the arena and reached the ears of a few people at the registration desk.
Zhao Changyuan's eyes darkened slightly, his expression calm, and he turned to face the owner of the voice, a middle-aged man with a broad face.
"You are from the Canghai Sect." Zhao Changyuan glanced at the ring around the man's waist, and immediately knew the other person's identity, and said in a deep voice.
"I am Wang Kun of the Canghai sect." The man raised the corners of his mouth and stared at Zhao Changyuan with bright eyes.
Zhao Changyuan slightly cupped his hands and was about to turn around when he heard Wang Kun speak loudly again: "Everywhere in the imperial court is looking for Mr. Shen, but it is fate that Mr. Wang bumped into him here."
"What a fate!" Zhao Changyuan's eyes suddenly darkened. That Wang Kun of the Canghai Sect clearly wanted to expose his identity to everyone.
"What do you mean? Is this kid related to the imperial court?" For a moment, many people in the world had evil eyes on them, and they all stared at Zhao Changyuan in a gloomy and strange way.
Although Jianghu was infiltrated a lot by the imperial court, the identities of those who were related to the imperial court were still somewhat subtle in Jianghu.
"Is it possible that you haven't heard of the name Zhao Changyuan?" Wang Kun raised his eyebrows slightly, turned to everyone in surprise and asked.
"Zhao Changyuan? This name seems familiar?" someone shouted under the registration desk.
Song Lan's eyes flashed slightly. He had already obtained the investigation on the identities of Zhao Changyuan and several people yesterday, and knew that Zhao Changyuan was the miracle doctor that the court was looking for. However, Qingsu Mountain had never been related to the court, so Zhao Changyuan's identity actually had no impact on him.
But it would be unjustifiable if it caused confusion.
"Everyone is here because of the position of leader of the martial arts alliance. The rules of Qingsu Mountain are that after everyone goes up the mountain, they must temporarily put aside all the previous grudges and disputes. If you have any issues, please come down the mountain and make trouble again."
Song Lan strode out and shouted loudly to everyone in the audience.
Fortunately, there is some resistance to things from the imperial court in the world, otherwise Zhao Changyuan's identity would have been recognized earlier.
"Young master Shen and others are here to attend the martial arts leader conference. Song has no right to let them go down the mountain, and they have no reason to go down the mountain."
Song Lan frowned, a little dissatisfied with Wang Kun of the Canghai Sect, but it was not easy to get angry. After all, the Canghai Sect was not weak.
"These bad guys!" Zhang Linfeng clenched his fists and stared at Wang Kun and his group with hatred.
The Canghai Sect was also one of the main culprits in killing their Zhang family.
"If you let such a person go up the mountain, you will only draw the attention of the court here, but I am afraid that it will implicate the Jianghu sects like us." How could Wang Kun let Zhao Changyuan go?