This family dinner lasted for several hours before it was over.
It's been a long time since they returned home, and Fu Yang's parents certainly wouldn't let Fu Yang go easily - no matter how busy they said they were at work, they would still stay at home overnight.
There is no choice but to compromise.
It wasn't until the morning of the next day, after we had breakfast again, that we excused ourselves and said we had something else to do, and went out with Wei Ke.
Fu Yang hugged Master Xiong and walked out of the community with Wei Ke...
Some children passing by pointed at Mr. Xiong in his arms.
"Mom, what happened to that cat? Was it beaten? There are three big bumps on its head?"
"Mom, look at that cat, it's so funny!"
"Hahaha, that cat is fat, stupid, and has a bump on its head..."
Mr. Xiong listened to all this ridicule.
When he reached a remote place where no one was around, the fat cat looked up to the sky angrily and shouted: "Damn big crocodile, I'm not done with you! You're huge, aren't you? Then I'll stuff a big truck into your anus!"
"
At the bottom of a bay somewhere in the distant Yangtze River.
A giant crocodile that was over 100 meters in size was sleeping hazily. Suddenly he sneezed twice - stirring up the water flow and creating big waves. Then he said to himself: "Well,
Who is secretly scolding me? Forget it, go to the river to collect tolls at night and relax."
As he spoke, he fell into a deep sleep again.
Two days later, the Southwest Martial Arts Conference officially began!
Fu Yang, Wei Ke and Mr. Xiong went to the hotel where the Tianwu Boxing Gym was staying. As soon as they arrived at the door, they saw many disciples filing out wearing Tianwu Boxing Gym clothes.
Dong Tianwu and Li Ruoxi naturally walked in the middle, like stars looming over the moon.
Aaron and Ahu, the most trusted and powerful ones, followed the master and his wife.
"Father-in-law, mother-in-law, and son-in-law arrived on time."
Fu Yang cupped his hands towards the two of them, with a smile on his face - he felt that no amount of respect could be too much for Wei Ke's parents.
Dong Tianwu nodded and said nothing. His emotions were always relatively reserved.
Li Ruoxi looked at Fu Yang enthusiastically with satisfied eyes: "You are indeed on time, let's go. Today is the registration and audition for the martial arts conference. Let's not be late."
With that said, we got on the bus together and drove towards the Olympic Sports Center in Chongqing - it is the largest sports venue in Chongqing. And this time, the Southwest Martial Arts Conference has taken over the entire Olympic Sports Center as the venue for the competition. Okay.
It is said that he is still very wealthy!
Buses one after another stopped at various entrances to the Olympic Sports Center and entered the venue in batches.
Compared with the huge stadium, there are actually not many people - because only people in the martial arts circle are eligible to enter. The "Southwestern Martial Arts Conference" is not the kind of competition open to the public.
As Fu Yang is a contestant, people from the Tianwu Boxing Gym have already registered his name and completed the entry procedures. After the opening ceremony, auditions will be held.
Soon, he put on the martial arts training uniform of Tianwu Boxing Gym and secretly said to Wei Ke next to him: "Okay, dear, you and Mr. Xiong go to the auditorium to accompany your father-in-law and mother-in-law. I am going to participate in the competition.
Come on, you have to cheer for me!"
This guy said, and made a "yeah" gesture, looking very middle-class and in need of a beating.
Wei Ke rolled his eyes arrogantly: "I really don't know what kind of encouragement a tiger like you needs to get into the sheep. Okay, Mr. Fu, now is the time for us to witness your pretense."
She deliberately teased Fu Yang with a narrow smile on her face.
Fu Yang felt aggrieved: "Isn't it because of my father-in-law's wish...otherwise, why would I, the dignified Wulu Zhenren, the successor of Shushan Ghost Sect and Chisong lineage, bully ordinary people?"
At this time, a very discordant voice sounded nearby.
"That's bullshit! Fu Yang, you are just bullshit. It's obvious that you are in pain recently and want to show off. You also said that it is for the dream of Her Lady Queen's family. Her Lady Queen, please domestically abuse him.
"
Mr. Xiong, that damn fat cat, jumped up next to him and slapped Fu Yang's knees with his paws, shouting at the same time.
As a result, Wei Ke directly carried the fur around his neck and walked towards the auditorium...
Fu Yang laughed loudly, turned around and walked towards the ring.
At this moment, the Olympic Sports Center, the largest sports venue in Chongqing City, has been divided into ten areas, serving as sub-fields and stages.
Auditions are held in ten arenas at the same time - that is, a big melee!
According to the audition rules of the "Southwestern Martial Arts Conference", the ten people in each arena who can persist until the end without falling are the finalists for the arena audition.
There are ten stages in total, that is, one hundred people will successfully pass the first level.
Fu Yang was assigned to the ninth division. It was on the east side of the stadium, just close to Dong Tianwu's auditorium.
He walked onto the ring easily and waved to Dong Tianwu, Li Ruoxi and Wei Ke in the audience.
Dong Tianwu, Li Ruoxi and his wife could not see Wei Ke, so they naturally thought that Fu Yang was greeting them...
"Father-in-law and mother-in-law, please rest assured that my son-in-law will definitely bring you back the championship in the martial arts competition."
Dong Tianwu nodded: "Okay. But it's just a competition between martial arts fellows. Fu Yang, please be a little gentler and don't hurt others too much."
This conversation between them naturally aroused dissatisfaction among some people around them.
Isn’t this too arrogant?! The auditions haven’t even started yet, but you are arrogantly talking about wanting to be the champion!
A voice like a drake sounded next to Dong Tianwu: "Hey, isn't this Director Dong of the Tianwu Boxing Gym? I remember that you are always calm and majestic, but this time you are a bit... haha."
He didn't finish his words, but his meaning was clear: the people in Tianwu Boxing Gym are too arrogant!
I saw that the person who came was about fifty years old, wearing a double-breasted gown from the Republic of China period, with a slicked back hair, playing with a pair of old walnuts in his hands, followed by several big and round disciples.
It doesn't look like a good thing either.
Dong Tianwu saw him and sneered: "It turns out to be Ye Lang from the Wolf King Martial Arts School. Long time no see. However, I won't bother you to worry about Mr. Dong's character."
oh?
Ye Lang chuckled, showing his white wolf-like teeth: "Dong Tianwu, you are still so arrogant. Just wait and see, my disciple, Ye Lang, will definitely defeat your most proud eldest disciple, Aaron. Hey.
hey-hey……"
Before he could finish laughing, he was interrupted by a voice.
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm talking about you, what a wild wolf and pheasant. You dare to speak to my father-in-law like this, are you tired of living? If it weren't for murder, I would break your balls with one punch right now.
"
who?!
Ye Lang had a stern look on his face, and turned around to see Fu Yang under the auditorium, folding his arms and looking at him carelessly.
He laughed angrily: "Haha... just now I heard you call Dong Tianwu father-in-law? I don't remember that he has other daughters. It seems that he should be a cheap son-in-law who hugs his thighs."
There is another sarcastic remark left unsaid - I want to borrow the name of a dead person!
But he didn't dare to say it, otherwise it would be death. Ye Lang also knew that Dong Tianwu's good daughter died unexpectedly a few years ago, which dealt a great blow to him.
In any case, according to the eyes of those who practice martial arts, Fu Yang's lower body is unstable and his body is lax. It can be said that there are flaws everywhere. He is just like ordinary people who have never practiced martial arts!
After all, the two sides are really not on the same level. It is impossible for Ye Lang to see Fu Yang's identity and strength.