Chapter 418 Hotel Conflict

The Martial Ancestry Conference is indeed a great event in the martial arts world, attracting at least half of the martial arts experts in the country.

On the way to eat, in a short walking street, Ye Tian met two masters of transformation, eight masters of inner strength, and even more outer strength warriors. And this is only on the street, if you go to the martial arts family, there must be more martial arts experts.

Ye Tian's spiritual consciousness was released, like a big net covering the sky, covering the entire Wujia Town in an instant, and then he couldn't help but let out a sigh: the inner strength is as much as a dog, and the transformation is everywhere!

Ordinary people have to take it easy when they come here, otherwise they will die without knowing how.

The brightly lit pedestrian street is full of people, more lively than the pedestrian streets in some big cities.

It is said that this entire pedestrian street belongs to the Wu family, making money every day.

This shows the background of an ancient martial arts family.

"That's it."

After walking not far, Zhao Wendong raised his hand and pointed to a magnificent ancient building.

This is a restaurant named "Knife Saint Restaurant". It is the tallest building in the entire pedestrian street. It is as magnificent as a palace, with high lanterns and colorful lights. Ye Tian noticed it when he stepped into the pedestrian street.

There is no doubt that this restaurant also belongs to the Wu family, and the word "Sword Sage" is naturally in memory of the only sword sage among the ancestors of the Wu family, Wu Wangui.

The business of Daosheng restaurant is very good on weekdays, not to mention recently, it is full every day. If Zhao Wendong didn't make a reservation in advance, he would have to wait in line for at least an hour to eat here.

"Sir, I'm really sorry, someone is dining in the private room you reserved. Could you please wait a moment? Or can I arrange a table for you in the lobby?" The hotel manager apologized.

Zhao Wendong frowned suddenly, looked straight at the manager with sharp eyes, and said, "Why is there someone else dining in the private room I booked? How does your restaurant work? Call your boss over!"

The hotel manager suddenly felt the pressure, and his face turned pale with fright.

Although he didn't know the two people in front of him, they were very imposing. They were definitely from the martial arts, and they might even come from a famous martial arts sect. Although he was a hotel manager, he didn't dare to provoke him, otherwise he could be killed with a single slap.

"Sir, I'm really sorry, those people are very strong, and there's nothing we can do. May I arrange a private room for you as soon as possible?" The hotel manager explained with a embarrassed look on his face.

"You mean, they are strong, so we are easy to provoke? The persimmons are soft, right? Do you know who they are?"

The hotel manager suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, shook his head, and didn't know about those people.

Zhao Wendong's temper was still good, and he didn't get too angry, but Guo Bao's temper suddenly came up, and he shouted loudly: "Who the hell robbed our private room, you are not small! Thinking of me as a bully, right? I must overturn his desk."

He yelled and rushed towards the private room.

"Sir, don't be impulsive,..."

The hotel manager also tried to explain, but Guo Bao didn't listen at all, and ran away in a flash.

Zhao Wendong followed with a gloomy face.

"Brother Ye, I'm sorry to make you laugh." Zhao Wendong said to Ye Tian.

They are away from home, representing the Xingyi Sect. Although it is a trivial matter to have a private room snatched away, it has virtually degraded the Xingyi Sect. Although he hasn't met the other party yet, he guesses that he probably belongs to a certain martial arts sect, and most people don't have the guts to do so. He couldn't help but not get angry, so his junior brother Guo Bao rushed over and he didn't stop him.

"It's okay, I believe you can handle it well." Ye Tian said with a faint smile.

There are two young servants standing at the door of the private room, both of them are young warriors in the early stage of external strength. When Ye Tian came here with Zhao Wendong, Guo Bao had already clashed with them, opening and closing his hands left and right, bang bang, within a round, the two servants collapsed on the ground like dead dogs, yelling There were no screams.

Although Xingyiquan is an internal boxing, it can also practice hard skills from the inside out. Guo Bao's body like a bull has a bit of horizontal training.

The attack was like a landslide, extremely ruthless.

"Abao, don't be impulsive!"

Just as Guo Bao raised his foot to kick the door, Zhao Wendong yelled at him, worried that he would suffer. After all, I still don't know who the other party is.

If it was five years ago, their old head, Song Mingcheng, was the fourth-ranked grandmaster on the list of grandmasters, so he wouldn't have cared about this. Except for a few martial arts schools with profound backgrounds, the rest would just abuse whoever he wanted . It's no good now, there is no master in the sect, and the Xingyi sect has been reduced from first-rate to second-rate, and if you are not careful, you will be abused by others.

Ten years in Hedong and ten years in Hexi, this is a kind of sorrow, a great sorrow!

Although Guo Bao has a bad temper, he has to take it easy. If there is a grandmaster inside, ten lives are not enough for him. So, he finally took back the half-kicked foot.

Probably because of the movement outside the private room, the door of the private room opened suddenly, and a young man in his twenties came out. He was fair-skinned and well-dressed, like a handsome young man from a rich family, but his aura was a bit fierce, probably from a martial artist.

"Who are you, why did you beat me, a disciple of the Sky Eagle Sect, for no reason?" The young man glared at Guo Wei. The two young servants collapsed at the door, lying like dead dogs, their noses were crooked, bleeding all over the floor, he saw it at a glance.

There were five other people dining in the private room, and they all rushed out upon seeing this, some were swinging stools, some were touching knives, all of them were furious.

Their martial arts practitioners have a big temper, so which one is easy to provoke?

However, Guo Bao was not afraid at all, and said angrily: "Who am I supposed to be? It turns out to be a member of Tianyingmen. He is not small, and he dared to snatch the private room I booked at Xingyimen. Get out of here quickly, or I will be killed." Throw you out one by one."

Tianying Sect is just a small third-rate sect, Guo Bao would not pay attention to it, and his courage came up all at once.

"Xingyimen? What a majesty!" The young man snorted coldly, "If I remember correctly, your head was beaten to death at the last Wuzong Conference. It seems that you haven't learned your lesson. Dare to come to the next Wuzong Conference!"

"Young master, what are you talking about with them? Break his leg and see if he dares to be arrogant." One of the five people who rushed out of the private room said.

"Yeah, young master, give this blind guy some color."

"If it was the Xingyi Sect five years ago, our Tianying Sect wouldn't dare to provoke it. Now the Xingyi Sect doesn't even have a grandmaster, so you're so arrogant!"

...

Everyone in the Skyhawk Sect was also filled with righteous indignation. The Xingyi Sect is no longer the same as before, they have no fear at all.

"Who is this chick? Is she also from the Xingyi School? Tsk tsk, you want to have a cheeky face and a figure. It makes people's hearts flutter when you look at it. Young master, you are blessed. We caught this chick to drink with you flower wine."

"It's not enough to just drink flower wine, but also to warm our young master's bed."

"Yes, yes, the weather in the northwest is really cold, much colder than our southwest."

As soon as Guan Weiwei followed her cousin, she was ridiculed by the people from Tianyingmen.

"Abao!" Zhao Wendong's face darkened, and he shouted loudly.

Guo Bao clenched his fists tightly, his muscles were as tight as iron, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

With a move of his feet, he rushed out in an instant, like a preying cheetah, and punched the nearest Sky Eagle Sect disciple with his fist.

Boom!

A person flew upside down, flew to the end of the corridor, and collapsed on the ground, unconscious. I saw that his chest had collapsed a lot, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken.

"Bastard, you're courting death, let's go together!" the young master of the Skyhawk Sect shouted.

But it's useless, except for him who has half a step of internal strength among the few members of the Tianyingmen, the rest are all external strength fighters, which is not enough in Guo Bao's hands.

Under normal circumstances, a master of internal strength beats ten or twenty martial artists of external strength, and they are all pediatrics, absolutely crushing.

Boom boom boom...

In just a few breaths, except for the young master of the Skyhawk Gate, the rest of the people all fell to the ground, all of them with black noses and swollen faces, and even two of them were unconscious.

Guo Bao shot fiercely, his iron fists were like a pair of sledgehammers, capable of smashing even human bones, and the outer strength fighters couldn't bear it at all, as long as they were hit by his iron fists, they would be KO'd.

Moreover, his boxing techniques seem to be open and closed, but in fact they have their own rules, such as chopping, collapsing, drilling, or horizontal,... all of which incorporate the essence of Xingyiquan, with fierce moves and deadly fists.

The Tianying Sect disciple who dared to insult Guan Weiwei was beaten the worst by him. Almost all his teeth fell out, and the bridge of his nose collapsed.

"What do you want to do? Don't bully people too much!" The young master of Tianying Gate turned pale with fright, and his voice trembled.

"What's wrong with my bullying too much, if you don't accept me, bite me!" Guo Bao pressed on every step of the way, grimly. The wide palm of his right hand is stretched out and is gathering strength.

The young master of the Sky Eagle Sect has only half a step of inner strength, so he is no match for him at all.

"You dare to hit me? I am the young master of the Skyhawk Sect. Do you really want to make your Xingyi Sect an enemy of my Skyhawk Sect?"

Snapped!

Guo Bao raised his hand and slapped the young master of the Skyhawk Sect directly on the face, causing his saliva to splatter, blood to flow, and stars to stare at him.

"What's the matter with just beating you? Do you really think your Tianying Gate is so great? Believe it or not if you pissed me off and took your mountain gate away?"

Guo Bao was so angry that he raised his hand and wanted to hit him again.

"Enough, Abao!" Zhao Wendong said.

Guo Bao then put down his slap.

"No matter how my Xingyi Sect falls, your Tianying Sect can't afford to provoke it! Get out!" Zhao Wendong shouted at the young master of the Tianying Sect.

As the most outstanding disciple of the Xingyi Sect, he is likely to be the head of the Xingyi Sect in the future. Although he is young, he has an aura of a superior person, and his gestures give people a strong sense of oppression.

"Okay, you wait for me, we have recorded this account at the Skyhawk Sect!"

After uttering a harsh word, the young master of the Skyhawk Sect took his disciples and left in despair.

"Don't let me see you again, or I'll hit you again and again!"

Guo Bao responded with their harsh words. After finishing speaking, he put one hand on Ye Tian's shoulder, and said with a somewhat smug expression on the corner of his mouth: "See, this is called Kung Fu. Yours can only be called radio gymnastics."

Ye Tian laughed it off!

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