Chapter 542： World martial arts association

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Ye Ming's eyes immediately fell on the middle-aged monk, and the other side looked at him. Ten meters away, both stopped.

The monk held together a hand: "Little monk Wu Ming, has seen the donor."

Ye Ming nodded: "It is very rare to be able to reach the level of the Great Martial Arts Division."

The monk Wuming worshiped again: "What is the title of the so-called big warrior of the donor?"

Ye Ming didn't explain, he just asked, "I can pass on your true Buddhist classics. Would you like to follow me?"

Wu obviously felt the power of Ye Ming. He thought about it and asked, "Maybe Buddha?" He has been here for a long time. After countless attempts, he is desperate. There is no chance of Buddha in this life.

Ye Ming nodded: "If you follow me, you will become a Buddha."

Wuming: "The origin of the donor, I have learned one or two from Wu poor, sir does not give up, Wuming is willing to follow."

Ye Ming said: "At your level, you should know a lot of people of the same level. I hope you can bring them to see me."

Wu Ming said: "Not many monks in China can get into my eyes. In addition to the three Wu Qiongs, I know them all. I will notify them as soon as possible and let them come to visit Mr."

Ye Ming nodded: "I passed down the Huayan classics at Lingyan Temple, and today I will pass you the classics of Fa and Fa." After that, he pointed out.

Just like Longhua at the time, Wuming's soul shook, and a large amount of Buddhism information was imprinted in his knowledge of the sea. He was originally a genius of Buddhism. In the era of the end of the Dharma, he can cultivate to such a state, which shows that his qualifications are good. Therefore, after Ye Ming passed down the French classics, he immediately rejoiced and bowed respectfully to Ye Ming.

Ye Ming said, "Go and call someone else, I'll wait at the hotel."

Longhua went to call, while Ye Ming stayed in a luxury hotel. The hotel is the property of Li's. As the guest house of the Li family, the hotel is closed and only accepts Ye Ming. I do n’t know if someone leaked Ye Ming ’s identity. Someone soon came to visit, but not the three people that Wu Ming said.

"Mr. Ye, a lady named Ning Wushuang asked for a meeting." The waiter contacted Ye Ming by phone.

Ye Ming thought about it, "Let him come up."

Ye Ming lived in a large luxury house located on the top floor of the hotel. The living room of the large house is very large. Every time Li Jianye comes to Chang'an City, he must live here. In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, Ye Ming could see half of Chang'an.

Someone knocked on the door, and the sound was mild and rhythmic.

"Come in."

The door opened, Ye Ming heard the sound of high heels stepping on the ground, and the other party was not upset or slow. The comer stopped ten meters behind Ye Ming and said, "Mr. Ye, I'm one of the directors of the World Martial Arts Association. My name is Ning Wo Shuang."

The other side's voice was very pleasant. Ye Ming turned around and saw a Tang Dynasty beauty with a slender figure and a beautiful appearance, looking at him with a smile. I have to say that even comparing Yan Ruyu and Luo Bingxian, the beauty in front of her is not half off.

"The World Martial Arts Association? I heard it for the first time." Ye Ming said, "Do you come to me in the name of an individual or in the name of the Martial Arts Association?"

Ning Wushuangdao: "Of course in the name of the Martial Arts Association. The Martial Arts Association is an organization formed by all the strong in the world, the purpose is to learn from each other and make progress together."

Ye Ming: "This is the same as the upcoming World Martial Arts Convention. Could you come to me? Is it related to the Martial Arts Convention?"

"Yes." Ning Wushuangdao said, "Our President believes that Your Excellency is not qualified to convene a global martial arts conference."

Ye Ming laughed: "I'm not qualified? So who is qualified?"

"Of course, the Martial Arts Association is qualified." Ning Wushuangdao, when she spoke, her eyes were full of admiration, as if the person in her mouth was like a god.

"As I said, what kind of consequences will occur for an unqualified person to hold a martial arts conference?" Ye Ming asked.

Ning Wushuang: "The result is that the real strong will not participate; moreover, the martial arts association will send individual experts to disrupt the progress of the conference."

"So what does the Budo Association mean?" Ye Ming asked again.

"Of course, the association hopes that Mr. Ye can join the martial arts association, so that the martial arts conference can be conducted in the name of the association." Ning Wushuangdao, "The main thing is that you will be eligible to see the president in his guidance. Next, you will definitely make a breakthrough. "

Ye Ming shook his head: "What a big shelf, okay. It doesn't matter if you join any association, but I must meet your chairman."

Ning Wushuang: "Sorry, before joining the association, Mr. Ye was not qualified to meet the chairman."

Ye Ming raised an eyebrow: "Really?" Suddenly he flicked his fingers a few times, hitting Ning Wushuang's chest with a few vigors, and the latter did not escape at all, but felt a slight numbness on his body, and then felt uneven breath.

"What did you do?" Ning Wushuang was startled, and retreated subconsciously.

Ye Ming: "Go back and see your chairman, he will come to see me in person."

Ning Wushuang stunned: "Just relying on what you have done to me, can the president come to see you?"

Ye Ming: "It should be possible. Maybe give it a try. Even if he doesn't come, that's fine. I'll go to him."

Ning Wushuang naturally knew that she was not Ye Ming's opponent, and slowly retreated.

In the afternoon, Hu Liu'an arrived with people from 39 innings. In the past few days, they have arranged the family and finally can appear in front of Ye Ming.

The qualifications received by Ye Ming are not particularly good. However, at this moment there is no one available to him, and that's all.

Hu Liuan bowed himself and asked, "Master, what do we do next?"

Ye Ming: "You are from the 39th Bureau. Should you have heard of the Martial Arts Association?"

Hu Lu'an nodded: "Yes, the Budo Association is the largest alien organization in the world. It is said that their chairman is a god-like existence, and even the Western Pope has to give him three points."

Ye Ming was intrigued and asked, "So, should this chairman be the most powerful person on the planet?"

"Even if it's not the strongest, it's one of the strongest." Hu Liuan said, "At least thirty-nine innings say so."

"Very well, I should see him even more." Ye Ming said.

Hu Liuan couldn't help saying, "Master, in fact, most of the strong are members of the Martial Arts Association. If the master wants to find those people, he can join the Martial Arts Association."

Ye Ming: "I will."

Hu Liu'an: "It is said that the president of the Budo Association is not fixed. Whoever has the best strength is the president. Ten years ago, the president was still Augustus in the West. For ten years. "

Ye Ming: "Oh? So, if I defeat the current president, can I replace him as the new president?"

"Yes," said Hu Liuan, "so I suggest the host join the Martial Arts Association."

Ye Ming: "Yes, yes, this martial arts association has become more and more my heart."

Hu Liuan: "In fact, there is also a ranking of martial arts within the Budo Association. Every member of the association is on the list. Anyone on the list can challenge the higher ranked people."

Ye Ming: "If not unexpected, then Tang Shenghui will come to me, and I will defeat him and become the president of the Budo Association."

Hu Lu'an was startled: "Does the host have to challenge Tang Sheng directly? According to the data of the thirty-ninth bureau, this Tang Sheng is superior in martial arts. He is called the Emperor of Martial Arts. The host must be careful."

"Emperor of martial arts? It's not a small tone." Ye Ming snorted. "Even the martial arts dared not to claim that."

The next day, Tang Sheng didn't show up, Wu Ming brought three more people to Ye Ming. These three people look at dressing a Taoist, a farmer, and a middle-aged man in ordinary clothes. Three people, looking at them, are only 34 years old, but everyone's aura is not under a few of Wu poor. The three knew about Ye Ming's power from Wuming's mouth, so they were very polite and gave a gift as soon as they met.

"Have met Mr. Ye."

Ye Ming signaled that the three did not need to be polite, only glanced, and nodded with satisfaction: "Nice and good, your qualifications are good, not a few of them in Wu poor, it is a few years older."

Wuming pointed to the Taoist and introduced: "He is a mysterious son, a priest in Wudang Mountain."

Pointing at the farmer, he said, "This is a self-taught folk master named Li Hun who once worshiped Shaolin."

Finally, the ordinary person, Wu Ming said, "This is Wang Lu, a master of the South."

Ye Ming said: "A few of you, would you like to follow me to a larger world and see the true martial arts?"

Wang Ludao: "Of course we are willing, we are focused on martial arts, and the others do not care."

Mysterious son said: "Excuse me, Mr. Ye, if we go there, will we have a chance to enter a higher realm?"

Ye Ming: "Of course there is a chance, your cultivation is a martial arts at best. When you get there, you will become great martial arts, Wu Zong, Wu Sheng, and even martial arts. Because even there, you can be called geniuses. But The foundation you have laid may not be strong. After you go there, you are afraid to practice again and lay the foundation. "

Li Hundao: "As long as we can improve, no matter how much we pay, we will spare no expense!"

Ye Ming was very satisfied and said, "My request is only one point. After that, you are all my disciples. There, I will set up a martial art, and you will all cultivate in the martial arts. As a martial disciple, first Be loyal, and secondly keep your secrets. Can you do both? "

"Yes!" Everyone said in unison.

Ye Ming: "A friend is here. You follow me to see him."

In the hotel lobby, the door was pushed open, and a group of people came in. One of them walked in the center as if the stars were holding the moon. This young man, with bright eyes and dusty temperament, stood in the crowd like a flock of chickens, as impressive as an emperor.

At this point, Ye Ming had led the crowd to the lobby. Far away, he laughed and said, "Is Your Excellency Tang Sheng?"

"Bold, can you also call the name of Emperor Martial?"

Behind Tang Sheng, a big-faced man came out, yelling at Ye Ming.

Ye Ming didn't move, Wu Ming stepped forward and sneered, "Zhuoligetu, what kind of thing do you dare to disrespect me?"

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