Mo Chuan said seriously: "A martial artist should focus on practicing martial arts, concentrate on martial arts, and not be disturbed by worldly things."
"Every one of you in the Wushu Association is a person with impure thoughts. They spend a lot of energy every day and don't practice martial arts properly. Instead, they are keen on power struggles and factional fights."
"I originally refused to be the honorary president of the Wushu Association because I didn't want to get involved in the internal struggles of your Wushu Association and affect my martial arts practice."
At the beginning, Mo Chuan ranked first on the list of geniuses and was powerful enough to threaten the older generation of warriors.
Old man Zhou was eager to love talents and felt that he was strong enough, so he gave him a token of honorary president status, hoping that he would join the Warriors Association and assume the position of honorary president of the martial arts association. However, Mo Chuan was
Ruthlessly refused.
on site.
After hearing what Mo Chuan said.
Lin Jianxue, Sun Renhuai and Xue Xiuyuan were all thoughtful.
On the other end of the phone, Old Man Zhou's bitter laughter rang out: "Boy Chuan, you think everyone is you, a martial arts idiot who only wants to practice martial arts."
"Moreover, the situation of the Warriors Association is not as simple as you think. Alas, let's not talk about it for now."
"Since you called today, why don't you do me a favor??"
Before Old Man Zhou could finish speaking, Mo Chuan said first, "I don't have time, I refuse. I have to go to Tiannan City for business."
On the other end of the phone, Old Man Zhou said in surprise: "You want to go to Tiannan City? That's great. The thing I asked you to help with is related to Tiannan City!"
Mo Chuan was quite speechless and said: "Really or not, Old Man Zhou, you are not fooling me, are you?"
"Why did I lie to you?"
On the other end of the phone, Old Man Zhou curled his lips and said, "It is true that an extremely bad incident happened in Tiannan City, so we need help."
Mo Chuan was a little surprised and said: "An extremely bad incident? It is really rare to get such a bad evaluation from you."
On the other end of the phone, Old Man Zhou sighed and said: "Many citizens of Tiannan City have disappeared recently. You know, Tiannan City is the second largest martial arts city in the south. Martial arts are prevalent and some of the citizens are warriors. But even so.
, those citizens are still missing.”
"Moreover, the cause of the disappearance has not been found, which has caused panic in Tiannan City."
"No, in other words, someone has found out the reasons and clues."
"However, those investigators were attacked and many died tragically. The other party obviously wanted to eliminate evidence."
"Isn't this considered bad?"
Hearing this, Mo Chuan also frowned slightly.
In a city with the second largest martial arts city in the south, where martial artists are everywhere, there are still cases of citizens disappearing, which is really bad.
What is even more shocking is that the perpetrator dared to attack and kill the investigators, which can be described as audacious.
"Then how do you want me to help?"
Mo Chuan held the phone and asked.
On the other end of the phone, Old Man Zhou said with a smile: "When you go to Tiannan City, just assist the local martial arts association in investigating the missing citizens. Well, use your force as a safeguard for them. I'm afraid that when they investigate later, they will...
Under attack."
"The president of Tiannan City Warriors Association is also an old acquaintance. You should be familiar with her. She is my granddaughter Zhou Mengmeng."
"When you go to help, just go to her directly."
Hearing this, Mo Chuan was stunned for a while and then said: "Old man Zhou, you are really good at putting your granddaughter in the position of president of the Tiannan City Wushu Association."
On the other end of the phone, Mr. Zhou smiled awkwardly and said, "You don't have to avoid relatives when you promote talents! Besides, Zhou Yatou is strong enough to serve as the president of the Tiannan City Martial Arts Association."
Zhou Mengmeng's strength is indeed good. In the last Tianjiao battle, Mo Chuan also fought against her. The opponent performed well and finally ranked 43rd on the Tianjiao list.
"But why do I always feel like you are trying to trick me? There are so many masters in the Wushu Association headquarters. Why didn't you send them to assist Zhou Mengmeng instead of letting me go?"
Mo Chuan said with a vigilant look.
"Ahem, you also know that the masters at the Wushu Association headquarters are all bad old men, and they can't talk to Mengmeng. But you and Mengmeng are both young people with many common topics, and Mengmeng also has feelings for you.
With a little goodwill, you will definitely be able to get along happily and successfully complete the investigation mission."
On the other end of the phone, Old Man Zhou said with a guilty conscience.
"Damn, I knew you were not good-hearted, Mr. Zhou. Now the fox's tail has finally come out, right? You'd better ask the experts at the Wushu Association Headquarters for help on this matter??"
Mo Chuan was speechless.
What does it mean that Zhou Mengmeng has a little affection for him? What is that?
That's obviously reaching the point of fanaticism, okay?!
Once upon a time, Zhou Mengmeng pursued him relentlessly, which once affected his martial arts training.
And all this turned out to be for a ridiculous reason.
He defeated Zhou Mengmeng in the last Tianjiao Battle!
"Hehe, Mo Chuan, you were really handsome when you defeated me. I seem to have fallen in love with you."
Well, this is what Zhou Mengmeng said.
Since then, they have launched a relentless "harassment" against him.
At first, Mo Chuan thought of many ways to finally get rid of Zhou Mengmeng.
"No, no, no, Sichuan boy."
On the other end of the phone, Old Man Zhou said hurriedly: "You also know that Mengmeng likes you very much. A month ago, ever since I heard the news that you went crazy and committed suicide by jumping into the Qianjue River, that girl Mengmeng cried a lot.
Then he stopped thinking about food and drinks, and became increasingly thinner."
"Her state makes me feel sad when I see her. Now that you are still alive, can't you go see her and make Mengmeng happy?"
Hearing this, Mo Chuan smiled bitterly.
That girl Zhou Mengmeng actually burst into tears when she heard the news of his death.
"Okay, when we arrive in Tiannan City, I will contact Zhou Mengmeng, so I won't say more and hang up the phone."
With that said, Mo Chuan was about to hang up the phone.
"Wait a minute! Mr. Chuan, don't hang up the phone in a hurry. I have something else to say??"
On the other end of the phone, Old Man Zhou shouted hurriedly.
"I asked Mr. Zhou, what else do you have to do, are you annoying me?"
Mo Chuan said with an impatient look.
"Don't be angry, the last thing is really the last thing."
On the other end of the phone, Old Man Zhou said with a smile.
If others saw this, they would definitely be shocked.
A young man actually dared to call the President of the Wushu Association so impatiently.
The president of the Wushu Association also had a smile on his face and was not angry.
"explain."
Mo Chuan spoke concisely and to the point.
"Ahem."
On the other end of the phone, Old Man Zhou coughed lightly and said with an awkward smile: "Actually, old man, I just want to ask you, will you still participate in the new Prodigy Battle?"