Xu Xianxian's little ears moved, she walked over slowly, and sat beside Zhang Xin, "Master, what are you fighting for? Do you want me to participate in any competition?"

Every year in Xia Federation, there will be various martial arts competitions, most of which are private underground competitions, because it is too common to divide life and death in the arena, and it is too **** and violent. Only a small number of events with various restrictions will be broadcast to the public.

Since she became a martial arts expert, she has only heard about martial arts events, but has never really experienced it.

Zhang Xin lovingly touched the girl's little head, shook her head with a wry smile, and turned her eyes to her husband.

Liu Wentao on the side was silent for a while, stared into the little girl's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Xianxian, I'll tell you the truth. This time, our martial arts hall will face the danger of life and death. This matter doesn't even affect my daughter. Tell, I'm talking to you now, because you're the next master of the genre."

Telling this kind of thing to other students and apprentices has no practical use other than adding to the annoyance of these young people.

Only Xu Xianxian, the next heir, has the right to know anything about the Budokan.

After hearing this sentence, Xu Xianxian stopped chewing on the mutton skewers, and looked at Liu Wentao in disbelief: "Master, has the capital chain of the martial arts hall broken? I know that our martial arts hall is very poor and small. The location is also very remote, there are few students willing to join, the name of the genre is ugly, and the funds for daily maintenance have to be maintained by the master's part-time job, but... it's impossible to close down so quickly, right?"

Originally, the first sentence was normal, but the more he heard the back, the darker Liu Wentao's face became, and he couldn't help but stop: "It's alright, alright, stop talking!"

He now has deep doubts about whether it is really appropriate for Xu Xianxian to become the successor of the genre.

Zhang Xin couldn't help laughing next to her, her sadness dissipated a little, and she said generously, "Little Fairy, our martial arts hall is indeed in decline, and it will be up to you to revive it in the future."

She was generous and didn't get angry about it.

"It's better to be a teacher." Xu Xianxian pretended to be very well-behaved, pouted her bright red lips, and said in a low voice, "It's not like the master has a bad temper..."

"How can there be an apprentice like you?"

Liu Wentao glared angrily, while Zhang Xin chuckled beside him.

However, being interrupted by the little girl, the heavy emotions of Liu Wentao and his wife dissipated a lot, and the atmosphere was not as solemn.

"Alright, alright." Xu Xianxian looked at Liu Wentao, her big bright eyes widened, her face innocent and innocent: "Master, just tell me if you have anything!"

Seeing Xu Xianxian's natural appearance, Liu Wentao shook his head, but said slowly: "In the 203rd year of the new calendar, that is, in January next year, the state capital will hold a genre battle. Our shuttle genre has been in the past consecutive years. Several times, they were at the bottom, and if there is no turning point this year, the shuttle hall will be removed from the martial arts association, and our place will be demolished by the federal government.”

At this critical moment, he did not hide anything, but spoke very straightforwardly.

"January next year? That's not only less than two months left?" After hearing these words, Xu Xianxian glanced at her little finger with a puzzled expression: "Is it so fast?"

It is now November, and in less than two months, it will be January 203.

"Yeah!" Zhang Xin said, "In such a short period of time, even with Xianxian's aptitude, it is difficult to break through to a fifth-level martial artist."

If it had been accumulated over a year and a half, she would naturally have full confidence in Xu Xianxian, but in such a short period of time, anyone else would have no confidence.

After hearing the phrase 'it is difficult to break through the fifth level', Xu Xianxian almost laughed out loud.

Level five? !

She is now a ninth-level martial artist, right? !

There is no ancient person in the martial arts world, and it is not known whether there is a ninth-level visitor in the future.

However, on the surface, the little girl nodded her head very cooperatively, and said with a serious face: "The time is indeed very short, but for such a major event as a school battle, does it depend on students and disciples to compete? Shouldn't they be the masters of the school? A test between?"

The disciples of the new generation are indeed the mainstay of the school in the future, but they are only the future. At this stage, any martial arts school depends on the master of the school to exist.

There is no reason for the young disciples to decide the survival and death of this kind of Taoism.

"The battle between the faction masters is naturally also included in it. It is divided into the main faction battle and the student battle. The faction master's ranking points account for 60%, and the proportion of the student battle is still as high as 40%. Even if the previous competitions of our school are at the end, they will not fall out directly." Liu Wentao told Xu Xianxian in great detail, and his face was very serious: "Although I am not among the leaders of various schools, It's strong, but it's in the middle anyway, but it's a pity that the students in the school..."

Having said that, he paused and did not continue.

And Xu Xianxian was silent for a while, and she naturally understood what Liu Wentao meant. She knew exactly what was going on in the Shuozi Pavilion. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Except for the mainstay of the owner and his wife, the rest were big cats and kittens. Only, can't get it out at all.

The senior sister is only a second-level, and the senior brother is also a third-level martial artist. It is not bad among the peers in this city, but in a state-level event, it is nothing at all. It is normal for several consecutive sessions to be at the bottom. , but fortunately there were no casualties.

"I understand." Xu Xianxian nodded and said with a serious face: "This time I will represent our Shuozi Pavilion and participate in this genre battle."

As a ninth-level martial artist, she did not say that she swept the entire martial arts world, but it was almost the same. Only the group of force practitioners were qualified to let her do it.

In a state-level event like this, it's like an anti-aircraft voltage cannon hitting a mosquito.

It's just that she usually eats the flower martial arts hall of the martial arts hall, and she has the grace of preaching and teaching, so she really has to go.

After all, it's impossible to watch this martial arts hall being demolished, right?

The future of this place will be inherited by her Xu Xianxian. Wouldn't demolition of the martial arts hall mean demolition of her property?

'How dare someone try to demolish my house, let's see if I don't blow up these people's heads! ’

Xu Xianxian thought indignantly.

"But you are only a fourth-level martial artist. In the state-level competition where there are many talents, it is difficult to raise the original ranking points."

Zhang Xin covered her face and said worriedly.

"If you don't try, how will you know?"

Xu Xianxian looked at the pavilion owner and his wife, her lovely face did not smile, her ruby-like pupils were full of seriousness and indifference.

This is a sense of self-confidence that comes from the heart. Even though she looks young and cute, like a primary school girl, her body is as cold as ice, forming a distinct sense of contrast.

The owner and his wife could not help but look at him.