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But regardless of what kind of organization this association was, it seemed like he could only stand on the side of the National Arts Association today, because tonight, the one competing with this expert was the Japanese. As for the Japanese, although Hua Qianlou did not say much about them, but he absolutely did not have a good impression of them.

When his thoughts drifted back to reality, what appeared in his mind was a beautiful and capable woman. If he had not met her, he would not have thought of her for the time being, but ever since he had met her in this place, he had a very special feeling about this woman. This woman was the woman he had met that day, whether she was Lan Bing'er or Miss Whampoa.

"When we settle down here, we will have to find some time to visit Bing'er or Miss Huang Po. No matter who you are, this kind of woman must belong to me. Otherwise, it would be such a pity to let other men take her away!" If Liu Rong was by his side right now, she would definitely want to beat this bastard to death. Previously, when she sent him over, this fellow was still that deep and vicissitudes of love, but now, he had a flowery demeanor. Wasn't this kind of man the bane and bane of all women in the world?

Around eight in the evening, Hua Qianlou, who was standing in front of the window looking out into the night, heard a knock on the door. When he turned around, Wen Tai had already pushed open the door and nodded enthusiastically at Hua Qianlou before smiling and said: "Young Master Hua, the arrangements are done over there. The competition is about to start in half an hour and there are already a lot of spectators who are coming over one by one.

Hua Qianlou smiled and waved his hand: "No need, I still believe in your abilities."

Wen Tai was slightly startled, he looked at Hua Qian Xun in shock, seeing his sincere face, without any trace of politeness or pretence, he was moved, but just as he was about to speak, he heard Hua Qian Xun continue: "But since there are already guests, we should go over and take a look, don't get into trouble, it's my first day at work, I can't let people think that Brother Jin found someone to mess around with, hahahaha …"

The arena for the underground boxing competition was located in the basement, but the underground area was very spacious. Inside was a ring similar to that of an official international boxing competition, surrounded by a large open space, and behind the open space was a total of three thousand seats, just like the audience seating in a stadium. In other words, this underground boxing competition, if you included the people standing in the open space in front and around the corridor, could accommodate four to five thousand spectators. It was definitely a huge arena compared to the other underground boxing competitions.

When Hua Qianlou entered the venue with Wen Tai and the rest, there were already hundreds of spectators, making the place a little noisy. Not only that, there were still people pouring in from the main entrance. It seemed like this martial arts competition between the National Arts Association and the Japanese martial artists was not a small matter for the locals.

He smiled and nodded: "The arrangements are in place, and since this is the territory of Hong Gate, no one will dare to cause trouble here, not to mention that tonight's fight is not a true underground fist, but a competition of spirits between different races. As Chinese, we cannot lose!"

Wen Tai nodded his head and said: "That's right, we Chinese people can't deal with Little Sea Nation. Flower Young Master, you can rest assured that the National Arts Association will do its best this time. Otherwise, don't stay in Bay Province from now on!"

After all, this thing was related to the emotions of the nation and its people. Since the National Arts Association dared to challenge them, they would spare no effort in defeating them. Therefore, the most important thing for tonight's fight was still the people from the National Arts Association.

Just as the two of them were chatting, a thought suddenly flashed through Hua QianXun's mind. He hurriedly looked towards the entrance, and saw a group of people in white training clothes striding over. Although Hua QianXun was about a hundred meters away from the entrance, he could still see the big blue words "National Arts Association" embroidered on their clothes!

This group consisted of seventeen or so people. With a glance, Hua QianXun could see that the person leading them was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, with a bald head, not much hair, and a large bald spot on his forehead. If it weren't for the fact that he was a little weak on both sides, people might have assumed he was bald, and that he was wearing an extra coat than most people.

After all, they were Chinese, so although Hua QianXun had never come into contact with the National Arts Association before, he had a good impression of them. Especially since the National Arts Association was able to fight with the experts of the martial arts world, it meant that the National Arts Association had a lot of national spirit and spirit. As a Chinese, Hua QianXun naturally respected these patriotic martial artists.

After the seventeen people from the National Arts Association entered the venue, it immediately caused a commotion. The person in the lead seemed to have a wide range of connections, as he cupped his fists and greeted some people he knew. At this time, Hua QianXun saw Wen Tai also coming over, and the middle-aged man seemed to be very polite with Wen Tai.

After Wen Tai said a few words to that person, Wen Tai pulled that person over to Hua Qian Xun. Hua Qian Xun's heart skipped a beat and he understood that Wen Tai was treating him as the supervisor of this place. If it was before lunch, that brat wouldn't be so polite.

"Young Master Hua, Young Master Hua, this is the person in charge of the National Arts Association who came today. He is Zhou Dacheng, Master Zhou." Master Zhou, this is the new manager of our Silver Lake Club. Wen Tai brought Zhou Dacheng to Hua Qianlou's side and gave a brief introduction to the two.

Zhou Dacheng and Hua Qianlou greeted each other with clasped fists. The former said: "It's my pleasure to meet you. I never thought that Young Master Hua would be so young. He's really a young hero. A young person should be feared!"

Hua Qianlou was not an old man. Naturally, he did not hear the respect in Zhou Dacheng's words and laughed, saying: "Senior is too kind. This junior has just arrived and has many things to learn. I hope senior Zhou can give me some pointers in the future. If there is anything wrong with your guidance, just say so, we will definitely improve ourselves!"

Zhou Dacheng saw that Hua Qianlou was not the type of person to scheme and spoke very straightforwardly. As a martial artist, he also liked straightforward people like this. He laughed out loud and waved his hands as he said, "In Tainan County, no one has ever dared to be dissatisfied with the conditions and service here."

Hua Qianlou understood that the other party meant that the Silver Lake was the territory of Hongmen. Ordinary people would not dare to cause trouble here and even if there was anything they would not dare to say, they would probably not dare to do so. He immediately smiled and changed the topic, "Today's competition, you will definitely fight for our nation!"

Zhou Dacheng laughed heartily upon hearing this and replied, "It's nothing. A mere martial arts master from the Sea Country thinks she can sweep the world just by learning a little martial arts. She's too arrogant. If she dares to challenge our National Arts Association, how can our country's martial arts association stand on its feet in the hearts of the people?

With his eyesight, he really did not think that these people had much skill. Even Zhou Dacheng, who was standing in front of him, did not think that his cultivation would be that high, and when he thought about the tyrannical and cruel combat abilities of the martial artists of Japan, he could not help but feel a little worried for the people of the National Arts Association. However, he could not say these things in front of them, and could only clasp his fist and say a few words of flattery.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Hua Qianlou, Zhou Dacheng returned to his seat. Seeing him leave, Wen Tai hurriedly whispered into his ear, "Young Master Hua, this guy doesn't have much skill but likes to flaunt himself around. The National Arts Association is quite famous over here and has a strong foundation.

Hua Qian Xun looked at Wen Tai and smiled: "Since this brat is so useless, why did you bring him here to meet me?"

Sweat started to appear on Wen Tai's forehead, but his mind was wandering very fast. He thought of a countermeasure, met Hua Qianlou's eyes, and said without panicking: "Young Master Hua, since you've just arrived, you should at least know more people here, and this guy just came over and asked if Supervisor Huang is here. Isn't Supervisor Huang busy? You are the superintendent here, so of course I have to introduce you to him. This guy is going to come up to greet you, I can't stop him!"

Hua Qian saw Wen Tai's tactful explanation, and secretly praised him in his heart. He smiled and said, "Alright, I don't have any intention of blaming you. Oh right, are the people from the National Arts Association here?"

Wen Tai quickly said: "He's here, that's the guy sitting next to Zhou Dacheng. He's the nephew of Zhou Dacheng. I heard he's been training hard since he was young."

Hua QianXun looked in the direction Wen Tai had pointed, and saw a short-haired man sitting beside Zhou Dacheng. This man was about 22 or 23 years old, and he looked rather solemn. Looking at him closely, the sharp light that occasionally flashed in his eyes was truly terrifying.

"He's a pretty good practitioner!" Hua QianXun had to admit that there were still some people in the National Technique Association. This kid seemed quite extraordinary, and he should have some skill. Otherwise, Zhou Dacheng wouldn't have sent him out.

However, he was disappointed as he could not find an opponent that could pose a threat to him in the team of the National Arts Association. Thinking of Wen Tai's attitude towards Zhou Dacheng, his heart skipped a beat and he asked, "There are only so few in the National Arts Association, and Zhou Dacheng is the president?"