402: C402 The First Round of Martial Arts Competition Began

C402 The First Round of Martial Arts Competition Began

The young master took a closer look and finally saw his own name. The opponent was also a new faction, and he had never heard of anyone who was very powerful or unknown.

"It's stable, it's stable. We will definitely be stable tomorrow." When the young master saw this, he revealed a happy expression. He smiled and said to Zhou Yang, almost jumping up and down.

"Alright, alright. Don't you find it shameful? This complacent energy will be beaten up!" Zhou Yang said helplessly. He pulled the young master's arm to prevent him from bumping into someone else too excitedly.

"Come on, let's see who dares to hit me!" The young master's current actions were like a child, extremely childish.

"Let's go back first and rest for a while. Let's have a good start tomorrow." Indeed, Zhou Yang was the calmest at this time, not losing his mind.

"Yes, yes, yes. Let's go back quickly and recover our strength. We will let them have a good look tomorrow!" As the young master flaunted, he was dragged back to their arranged residence by Zhou Yang.

The recognition of the family for this banquet was all arranged in one building. However, the floors were different. According to the seniority of each branch, the older the floor, the higher it was.

Moreover, the elevator needed to be swiped with a room card. Every card would only stop on the floor where the room was. This meant that if they took the elevator, they could only take the floor they were staying on, and the other floors would not stop.

The stairwell was also tightly locked. It should be to prevent any accidents from happening. It had to be said that the security measures were quite good.

Every floor was guarded by bodyguards and many cameras. There were no blind spots in every corner. It was really difficult to do anything in there.

"It's very safe for us to live here. We really have a sense of security. Really, we don't have to worry about sneak attacks at night." Zhou Yang, the young master, took the elevator up and sighed.

"Of course. The security measures of the old residence are famous for being very good. Why don't you take a look at the source of our Ancient Martial Cultivator? This place has already reached the level of national security." The young master said proudly.

"If you didn't say it, I would have really forgotten. You guys are the ones who become bodyguards. Hahaha." The two of them talked as they walked to their respective doors.

"Alright, have a good rest tonight. See you downstairs tomorrow morning. Let's have breakfast together." The young master waved his hand at Zhou Yang, indicating for him to quickly go in and rest.

"Okay." Zhou Yang agreed, and the two of them went back to their rooms.

The night passed very quickly. Everyone had a good rest and nothing happened. Sure enough, the warning from the elder yesterday was effective. No one dared to cause any trouble.

Zhou Yang went downstairs and saw that the young master was already waiting for him in the dining room. Zhou Yang slowly walked over.

"You woke up so early." Zhou Yang greeted his young master and sat opposite him.

Before the young master could reply, a lazy voice interrupted their conversation, "Yo, you two are so early." The person who spoke sat next to them.

The young master looked up and saw a very unfamiliar face. He probably didn't know who it was. "Who are you?" As the young master spoke, a puzzled expression appeared on his face.

"Oh right, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm a branch. I'm not as close as you guys, so I'm considered a new generation that has just risen." That person spoke unhurriedly.

The young master still didn't understand. "Then why are you here? Is there something you need?" After asking, he subconsciously looked at Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang's reaction wasn't as slow as his young master's. He had already guessed that this person might be his opponent. He was probably here to find out the truth.

Sure enough, when he heard his young master's question, that person laughed. "You see, I forgot to tell you the most important thing after all this time. I am your opponent today. Get ready to say that it's not me, it's him."

As that person spoke, he pointed at an Ancient Martial Cultivator beside him. That Ancient Martial Cultivator's entire body was covered with tendons and muscles. Looking at its sturdy appearance, it probably had quite a bit of strength.

"So that's how it is ~" The young master dragged out his voice and sized up that Ancient Martial Cultivator. With one look, he could tell that it was a person who liked to use brute force. He reckoned that it wouldn't be that powerful.

Zhou Yang clearly had the same thought as the young master, so he didn't reveal any expression on his face. The young master nodded and said, "Then it's a good deal. I'll give you a lot of guidance."

When the person saw the attitude of the young master, it seemed that he did not hear the answer that he wanted. He was a little unwilling, "Then what are you going to do on stage? Who is it?"

That person looked left and right and realized that the young master did not represent anyone else. Could it be that he was holding back? Hiding someone? Or was there some other trick?

Zhou Yang looked at the person looking left and right, but he did not look at himself. He felt that it was a little funny and laughed out loud.

He snapped his fingers at the person. "Hey, look here, it's me!" Zhou Yang sat up straight after he said that so that he could look at him better. Zhou Yang felt that he was too considerate.0

The man clearly did not believe him. Zhou Yang had seen this kind of expression on other people's faces too many times. He did not know what would happen to those who showed this kind of expression in the end.

But it did not matter. He would know very soon. Zhou Yang thought in his heart.

"You?" The person could not help but ask, "You're not lying, right? Is it really you?"

"Why would you lie about something like this? Wouldn't it be exposed the moment you go on stage? If it's fake, then it's me." Zhou Yang said with a bit of amusement, Don't tell me I don't look like an expert?

That person seemed to be relieved. "No, no, no. I just want to confirm that I need to know who my opponent is before the competition starts. Hahaha, alright. I won't disturb you guys from eating. We'll take our leave now. "

After that person finished speaking, he left with his Ancient Martial Cultivator, looking very pleased with himself.

Seeing this, Zhou Yang helplessly shook his head and did not say anything.

"You have never seen the fear of being controlled by Zhou Yang, huh." The young master said with disdain, then he hesitated for the breakfast that he had not finished.

"It's fine. Isn't it good for us to let them relax in advance? At that time, won't it be easy for us to win?" Zhou Yang could finally start eating breakfast.

"That's true," the young master replied. "But you really don't look like an expert. You look more like a gigolo. Hahaha."

"Stop talking. Do you know what happened to the last person who said that?" Zhou Yang gave his young master a dirty look and warned him.

The young master felt a chill all over his body and immediately gave in, "Alright, alright. I don't want to know."

The two of them joked as they finished their breakfast. Today's competition was about to begin, so the two of them went to the competition venue.

The competition was set up in another house. There were several platforms that looked like boxing platforms. There should be a few groups that would carry out the competition together, and it looked quite formal.

"I see that the venue of the competition is a little tense." The young master said to Zhou Yang.

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