Chapter 1120

Ye Xuan's face was full of doubts.

Ye Xuan has never heard of what Zhou Yun also said, let alone any martial arts contest.

Where martial artists gather, they not only have to face the challenge of experts from various sects, but also face the siege of some foreign experts?

Ye Xuan bowed his head and thought for a while and slowly said, "old Zhou, I think brother Zhou's strength is enough to deal with some experts."

Zhou Yun also smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "I don't know his strength. Although some ordinary martial arts practitioners are not his opponents, some powerful experts can't do it when they really meet!"

"If we didn't have anyone, I wouldn't want you to be my disciple. If you don't want to, treat me as if I didn't say it, and I won't force people to be difficult!"

Ye Xuan nodded. Zhou Li came in from the outside, but he didn't notice for a moment. There was something wrong with the atmosphere in the hall. He smiled and said to Ye Xuan and others: "dinner is ready."

Zhou Yun also got up with a smile and said, "you two go with me."

During the meal, Zhou Yun didn't mention acting as a doorman again, but after the meal, Zhou Yeli took the initiative to find Ye Xuan.

Zhang Dong's eyes swept back and forth on Ye Xuan and Zhou Ye Li, with a taste of examination.

Ye Xuan said with a smile, "is there something wrong with Miss Zhou coming to me?"

Zhou Yeli nodded, hesitated and looked at Zhang Dongdao: "Mr. Zhang, can I talk to Mr. Ye alone?"

Zhang Dong immediately raised his eyebrows. When he looked at Ye Xuan, he smiled at Ye Xuan, and then got up and said, "OK, I won't disturb you two."

Ye Xuan stared at Zhang Dong. This guy likes to joke. Seeing that Zhou Ye Li's face is a little red, ye Xuan said with a smile: "he is this temperament. Don't take it seriously."

Zhou Yeli nodded, sat opposite Ye Xuan and whispered, "Mr. Ye, I hope you can help my grandfather achieve this wish."

Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows and naturally thought of what Zhou Yun said before about acting as a disciple.

Ye Xuan pondered, "Miss Zhou, it's not impossible for Mr. Zhou to let me be his disciple, but at least make it clear to me why he wants me to be his disciple and why he wants me to participate in the martial arts competition?"

Zhou Yeli hesitated and said slowly, "in fact, the most important reason is that in recent years, domestic martial arts practitioners have gradually been despised by foreign experts, so Grandpa wants to prove to foreigners that we are kung fu masters."

"If it weren't for this reason, Grandpa wouldn't pull you excitedly after seeing your strength. I hope you can come and be a guest!"

Ye Xuan rolled his eyes. "As you say, I'm here as a guest. I'm still trapped by your grandfather."

Zhou Yeli immediately noticed that she had made a mistake, smiled awkwardly and said, "Mr. Ye, I don't mean that."

Ye Xuan waved his hand and said, "I know what you mean, but you have to make it clear to me. Why are you despised by foreigners? And what is the existence of the martial arts contest?"

Zhou Yeli nodded and opened her mouth to explain: "the so-called martial arts competition is just a competition held by some good people who gather all sects. However, because everyone is a martial arts practitioner, this name should sound better, so it is called a martial arts competition!"

"Although it's a martial arts competition, many people are half a bucket of water. More people go to the theatre in the past. There are not many real martial arts practitioners, and most of them compete in private."

"However, with the publicity of some people, our martial arts competition has become a challenge arena for the top martial artists in China. Therefore, many foreigners are very curious about our martial arts competition after knowing this!"

"These foreigners are all martial arts practitioners. They have great skills, especially some strange external Kung Fu. They can easily defeat all kinds of experts, so it is said that the Kung Fu of those who leave us is not as good as that of foreigners..."

After Zhou Yeli's explanation, ye Xuan generally understood that the so-called martial arts competition was a gathering of martial arts practitioners like Zhou Yun, but because there were more and more people watching the excitement, it also attracted the attention of some foreign martial artists.

When these people came to China and saw these masters compete in martial arts, they naturally felt itchy. They wanted to try their skills, but they found that the people in the challenge arena were not their opponents at all, so they looked down on the domestic martial artists.

Ye Xuan scratched his head and showed some hesitation on his face. It doesn't matter if he simply acts as Zhou Yunye's disciple, but he will compete on the stage and with those foreigners. At that time, his identity will be exposed.

Zhou Yeli said in the degree: "Mr. Ye, I don't know what expert you are following to practice Kung Fu, but I think our Kung Fu should not be despised by foreigners!"

Zhou Yeli's face was very serious and very serious: "our Kung Fu is used to strengthen our body. There is no way to kill people like this, but they are looked down upon by foreigners and insulted by others. This is a provocation to our warriors!"

"If Grandpa hadn't been too old to fight with people, he would have played and taught those people a lesson! Therefore, I hope Mr. Ye can play on our behalf."

Ye Xuan suddenly asked, "are there any conditions for those who participate in this martial arts competition?"

Zhou Yeli thought and said, "there is no requirement for this, but most of the people who play have some skills. Otherwise, if they play easily and are defeated, they will be very embarrassed. If they are accidentally injured, it will be even more difficult to end!"

Ye Xuan immediately smiled. It turned out that it was so simple. It was a small thing!

Ye Xuan nodded and said, "I know."

Zhou Yeli looked at Ye Xuan suspiciously, "did Mr. Ye agree?"

Ye Xuan shook his head and said, "I don't want to fight in front of everyone, so I have to apologize for this."

Zhou Yeli's face suddenly showed a bit of eagerness. Ye Xuan raised her hand and stopped her. Zhou Yeli, who wanted to speak, said faintly: "needless to say, I won't promise."

Zhou Yeli sighed silently, nodded and said, "sorry, I'm too impatient."