Comprehensive Martial Arts: Starting the Game in Snow Moon City

Dugu Qiubai was stunned.

If it were someone else, he would definitely think that this person was arrogant and looked down on others.

But if it was Lin Heng, he suddenly really felt that maybe he could really get the position of leader of the martial arts world.

"Okay, then after you win the championship, I will come to find you. The agreement for this battle still stands."

Lin Heng immediately replied yes.

"But Brother Dugu, why don't you go and see the excitement? The Wulin Conference is where everyone from the martial arts world gathers, and many interesting things will happen there."

Dugu Qiubai shook his head with some disgust.

"No, I won't go. Where there are many people, there will be disputes. Besides, I have seen this kind of ghost bustle too many times."

"I have no interest in them. I just want to ask about your sword, that's all."

After saying this, Dugu Qiubai leaped with light Kung Fu and disappeared from sight.

Lin Heng couldn't help but sigh, this Dugu Qiubai was also a man of temperament.

Everyone in the martial arts world is rushing to Shaolin, so there is no need to find the way specifically.

Lin Heng just glanced forward and roughly understood the location of Shaolin.

Not long after, he followed the crowd into Shaolin.

This martial arts conference is open to heroes from all over the world.

Therefore, the gate of Shaolin Temple was opened to all heroes, and people from all corners of the world came one after another.

Lin Heng blended in with them and was not very conspicuous.

It's just that there are always people who want to break this peaceful atmosphere.

"This young man looks unfamiliar. I wonder which sect he is from?"

"My Gusu Murong clan has always cherished and loved talents. If you don't mind, we can be friends."

Lin Heng immediately stopped and looked at Murong Fu who was coming towards him, and couldn't help but find it a little funny.

The martial arts world of the Eastern Continent is really strange.

Everyone wants to make friends with themselves.

Are the words "innocent" written clearly on your face?

"Mr. Murong, you are joking. I have heard of the names of Qiao Feng in the North and Murong in the South."

"I am just an unknown person in the martial arts world. I dare not associate with someone higher than me. Mr. Murong, please seek help from someone else."

Murong Fu's face suddenly darkened.

He has never liked people comparing him with Qiao Feng.

Although Qiao Feng's martial arts skills are indeed very strong, people in the martial arts world can't help but compare the two of them, always putting Qiao Feng ahead of themselves.

Just as I was about to get angry, I heard someone next to me shouting.

"West Poison Ouyang Feng has come to participate in the martial arts conference. What is he doing here?"

"Of course, he wants to compete for the position of leader of the martial arts world. He probably wants that unique martial arts technique. What kind of martial arts technique could attract Ouyang Feng to fight for it?"

Murong Fu no longer had the energy to win over Lin Heng.

His expression suddenly changed.

He came to Shaolin just to participate in this martial arts conference, to establish his own reputation and prepare for the restoration of his country.

Now, there are countless masters coming here. Even some masters who have been in seclusion for many years have appeared in front of people.

The Beggars' Sect also sent people, but they were all elders of the Beggars' Sect.

They were the most well-informed, yet when they saw Ouyang Feng coming, they couldn't help but be stunned.

"I'm afraid a lot of blood will be shed at this martial arts conference."

Lin Heng found a place to sit down.

He let others talk there and listened from time to time.

These people were discussing that the Huashan Sect, Emei Sect, Kunlun Sect and others had all sent people to participate in the martial arts conference.

Even the notorious Xingxiu Sect wanted to show off their skills in this martial arts conference.

Lin Heng listened to their discussion when the old immortal Xingxiu appeared surrounded by his disciples.

A smug smile appeared on his face.

The disciples behind kept shouting.

"Xingxiu Old Immortal, with boundless magical power, great magical powers, and boundless magical power..."

Next to him, there was a woman in purple who was being controlled by someone, with a look of disgust on her face.

There was another person standing next to the Xingxiu Immortal, who kept his head down and seemed very ashamed.

When the people from the Beggars' Sect saw him coming, they immediately pointed at him angrily.

From their fragmentary words, Lin Heng learned that this was the leader of the Beggars' Sect, Zhuang Juxian.

But now he has taken refuge with the old immortal Xingxiu.

But these have nothing to do with me.

The martial arts conference has not officially begun yet, and the conflicts among these people are just appetizers.

He just turned around and saw Jiumozhi walking straight towards him.

Jiumozhi was pleasantly surprised.

"You and I are destined to meet here."

"For now, I can only hand this boy over to you, young master, to take care of him. I will go and meet those people."

As soon as Jiumozhi finished saying this, he slapped the young man behind him and pushed him forward.

He himself leaped forward and went straight to the front.

The young man became interested at this time and kept calling Lin Heng.

"Sir, he is not here at the moment. Why don't you let me go? If I have the chance, I will definitely do everything I can to repay you."

"To be honest, the reason this guy trapped me was for my technique. I have been entangled by him for a long time and have been controlled by him. I don't even have a chance to escape."

"It just so happens that he is fighting with others now, so now is a good opportunity. My name is Duan Yu, and I think you are a kind-hearted person, so please let me go."

After hearing this, Lin Heng really stretched out his hand and unblocked the acupoints on Duan Yu's body.

Duan Yu was extremely excited when he found that he could move freely again.

"Thank you for your help, sir. I will definitely repay you when I have the chance."

Duan Yu was about to run away, but Lin Heng waved his hand, and Duan Yu seemed to be restrained by a pair of shackles, unable to move.

He struggled for a long time but couldn't break free.

Couldn't help but ask.

"You and I have no grudges against each other, why do you want to trap me?"

Lin Heng raised his eyebrows.

"If you run away like this, he will definitely come after me, and then it will be troublesome again."

"Although I am not afraid of fighting, I don't like trouble, so I have to trouble you to stay here for a while."

Duan Yu's face was full of confusion.

"Then why did you untie my acupoints?"

Lin Heng just raised his eyes and asked back.

"Didn't you say that I look kind? I'll untie your acupuncture points, and you'll feel better."

Duan Yu was silent for a long time, and finally, after holding it in for a long time, he nodded resignedly.

At least now I can move, walk and jump in front of this person, which is already very good.

However, Duan Yu saw that Lin Heng looked so relaxed and contented, it seemed that he didn't come to participate in the martial arts conference, but rather to stroll around.

He really looks like a martial arts master who is calm and composed, but how strong he is remains to be seen.

At this time, Jiumozhi had already started fighting with the people in front.

"There are not many people in the entire martial arts world who can fight me on equal terms. You are still a little behind."