"Brother Chen, I'm afraid this competition for the king of Beijing is just for you!"
Xu Jing said solemnly.
Everyone knows that Liu Chen is the well-deserved king of Beijing.
I don’t know who would dare to start a competition for the King of Beijing.
This is obviously to deal with Liu Chen!
Regardless of whether Liu Chen is willing to participate or not, after this competition for the King of Beijing, their common goal will be realized - the Imperial Village will be born!
Liu Chen's eyes were still dull, he just looked at Xu Jing and said, "Can you return to your peak condition before the King of Shangjing Tournament comes?"
Xu Jing nodded and replied: "With the treatment Wan'er gave me, I should be able to return to my peak condition before going to the King of Beijing Tournament."
Having said this, Xu Jing suddenly reacted and asked with a surprised look on his face: "Brother Chen, you don't want me to participate in the King of Beijing Competition, do you?"
He has no intention of participating in such a boring competition, even if it is a rare opportunity to compete with masters from all walks of life.
Liu Chen said calmly: "Those who can hold such a competition don't care whether we want it or not. But this is a rare opportunity, you should seize it."
Xu Jing shook his head and said: "I know this is an opportunity, but the other party is obviously prepared."
"As far as I know, in the entire Daxia, all martial arts masters above the king realm have received invitations."
"With only three days, we have no way to prevent this competition from taking place."
Liu Chen looked extremely solemn and said in a deep voice: "Since we can't solve it, we can only face it!"
"No one knows whether the birth of Emperor Village is a good thing or not, but this time in the King of Capital Tournament, we all must win!"
"yes!"
Xu Jing responded quickly.
The King of Shangjing competition is not only for Shangjing, but also for the Imperial Village.
Whether it is for the royal family or other forces, it is very important.
At this time, an international flight had just landed at Beijing International Airport.
At the airport, an old man wearing a Tang suit stepped off the plane surrounded by a group of people.
"I haven't been back for many years. I didn't expect that this trip would be for this kind of thing."
The old man had an indifferent look on his face, and his eyes were full of disdain for this place.
"President, it has been twenty-five years since you left Shangjing."
The middle-aged figure behind him said.
"It's been twenty-five years? I really didn't expect that I, Zhou Hongshen, have been away from my hometown for so long. How is the domestic martial arts association developing now?"
Zhou Hongshen asked.
"President, let's let Leader Jin report to you!"
At this moment, several strong men wearing uniform martial arts uniforms came forward.
"Martial Arts Association, King Kong, the Daxia branch helmsman, welcomes the president!"
The middle-aged man at the head walked up to Zhou Hongshen, his eyes full of respect.
"Welcome to the president!"
Several strong men behind him also said this, and their tone was extremely respectful.
Zhou Hongshen nodded in response, and then asked: "Master Jin, how is the development of the martial arts association in Daxia now?"
