As time goes by, Duan Lang's martial arts become stronger and stronger, and Qin Shuang, Nie Feng, and Bu Jingyun gradually grow up.

With Chen Mang in charge of logistics, Xiongba no longer had any worries. He sent three disciples under his seat to follow his will to follow me and prosper and those who rebel against me and then die, and began his plan to get involved in the martial arts world.

Ten years have passed, and the territory of the World Association has continued to expand. The gang members have 100,000 disciples, and the soldiers are sophisticated that they have enough food. They have already become the slightest momentum of a martial arts overlord. In the world, there is only a gang alliance led by Wushuang City, which can be confronted with.

With the spirit of Xiongba, he felt a little overwhelmed, so he decided to select three hall masters to help him take charge of the power of the World Association.

Of course, the positions of the three hall masters had long been decided by him, and except for his three disciples, he would not do anything else. But in order to prevent Youyou's words, he still publicly informed the gang members, saying that he would use his martial arts to compete for the position of the hall master.

Duan Lang was so excited when he saw the notice. He secretly came to the cave where he practiced martial arts at night. He took out two 100-pound mountain-opening axes from the box, and his eyes flashed: "My big axe is already hungry!"

The world's gathering is such a prosperous era, which is also a good opportunity to show off its military power. Therefore, Xiongba also invited martial arts heroes to watch the ceremony, hoping to intimidate them to surrender with force.

At this time, Chen Mang had been promoted to the chief manager of the World Association by Xiongba, so this kind of thing naturally fell on him.

After the invitation was sent, various martial arts people rushed towards the world. Chen Mang and his subordinates were responsible for the reception and divided the guests' residences according to their martial arts level.

On this day, he was standing in front of the gate of Tianxiahui Mountain to supervise when suddenly a middle-aged man in a blue robe and a melancholy face came from the mountain road, followed by a young man in white holding a sword.

Chen Mang looked at the two of them and saw that the young man in white was covered in sword energy, and he was obviously a master of sword use.

The melancholy man looked like he could not know martial arts at all, but Chen Mang faintly felt a breath of ten thousand swords surrender from him. He paused slightly and immediately guessed his identity.

Martial arts myth, the nameless sky sword!

When Chen Mang was casting his eyes, his nameless apprentice Jian Chen also looked at Chen Mang, who was wearing a gray robe and a red sword on his back.

He was stunned when he looked at Chen Mang. It was not that he could see how strong Chen Mang was, but that Chen Mang's clothes were actually the same style as his master's clothes, and even his hairstyle was similar...

He swept Chen Mang's face, looking like he was desperately against Tiansha Guxing. He looked like his master's melancholy expression, and he looked like a person with a story at first glance.

After retracting his gaze from Chen Mang, Jian Chen glanced at his master with a strange look on his face, feeling that this person is likely to be his master's relative!

Soon, the two of them followed the martial arts people to the front of the mountain gate.

Chen Mang bowed slightly to Wuming and said, "Senior is here, and he is in a hurry to welcome him. Please forgive me. Duanlang, take the senior master and apprentice to Tianzi No. 1 Courtyard to rest."

Duan Lang, who was registering for someone, quickly received his order: "Yes, boss!"

After clasping his fists at Chen Mang, Duan Lang walked out from behind the table and reached out to give in and said, "Two, please come with me."

Wuming stared at Chen Mang deeply and followed Duan Lang into the World Association.

Along the way, Wuming saw that Duan Lang had a profound skill, and was not weaker than his disciple Jian Chen. He couldn't help but sigh that the world's gathering was indeed a crouching tiger and hidden dragon.

After a while, Duan Lang led Wuming and the others to the No. 1 courtyard of Tianzi. Seeing that there was no one around, Wuming asked, "Little brother, who was the manager just now?"

Duan Lang said proudly: "My boss is Chen Mang, the chief manager of the World Association. He is in charge of the food, clothing, housing and transportation of 100,000 disciples and millions of civilians under the World Association. If there is no boss, the world association will never have the glory today!"

Wuming smiled slightly: "It turns out that he is the chief manager of the World Association, so his martial arts should be very strong."

Duan Lang glanced at Wuming and said meaningfully: "No one, including me, has ever seen the boss take action. Senior, please choose the room yourself. I'll go back to work hard first." After that, he turned around and walked out of the yard.

After watching Duan Lang walk away, Jian Chen frowned slightly and said, "Master, Chen Mang recognizes us but doesn't say it out loud. What is his idea?"

Wuming said indifferently: "Don't worry too much. I see that his sword intent is straight and peaceful, and it is in line with the benevolent politics he has promoted among the people. I think it is not a person with gloomy scheming. Since we come, we will be at ease."

Jian Chen knew that his master had never missed the sword intent of looking at people. Hearing this, Jian Chen finally felt at ease, walked into the room with a bag, and got up for Wuming's bed.

On the other side, Chen Mang, who was praised by Wuming, had left the mountain gate, and accompanied a kind-looking little old man walking on the stone steps with a smile, and personally led him to the Tianziyuan.

The little old man looked flattered and said, "Mr. Chen, I can't afford to take the lead in person."

Chen Mang smiled and said, "Don't be polite to the old hero Xu, I just happened to go."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I am relieved. My Xu Youfu is just a small role in the world. If you bother General Chen, you will feel sorry for him."

Chen Mang said: "Old Hero Xu is too modest. Who in the world knows the name of Xu Youfu, the "King of Changbai Ginseng"? If it weren't for your medicinal herbs, we would have lost many disciples in the world."

The old man looked helpful and said, "I've been awarded too much, Manager Chen has been awarded too much."

Chen Mang greeted him with a smile on his face, and a sneer in his heart.

They are all foxes for thousands of years, what are you playing with me in a Chinese Studio!

After Chen Mang saw Xu Youfu in front of the mountain gate, he could see at a glance that he was not a human being. After feeling the phoenix blood flowing in his body, he immediately recognized him as Indra!

The old boy Di Shitian lived for thousands of years and had countless vests. He even started a business with the World Association. This discovery immediately made Chen Mang feel alert.

Now he supplies half of the medicinal materials in the world. If he tampered with the medicinal materials, the world would suffer heavy losses in an instant, and Chen Mang's business over the past ten years would be destroyed, which is something that Chen Mang would never accept.

After taking Indra Shitian to the courtyard where Wuming lived, Chen Mang stopped at the door and whispered: "Old Yingxiong Xu, there are too many guests this time, and the courtyard is not enough. You can make a companion with Wuming Senior here."

Indra Shitian was slightly stunned and looked surprised and said, "Wu Ming? But Wu Ming, the martial arts myth that alone resisted the Japanese army? He also joined the World Association?"

Chen Mang nodded with a smile: "Don't leak this matter, otherwise it will cause death. In fact, not only Wuming, but there are many masters hidden in the world. The Duanlang we met on the road just now was the disciple of the Fire Cloud Evil God ten thousand years ago. He could sacrifice his life and summon Lihuo, and even the phoenix known as the Immortal Bird, could burn to ashes!"

Indra was instantly shocked and sweated coldly.

When he met Duan Lang just now, he did feel an amazing force in Duan Lang's body that did not belong to Duan Lang himself, but he never expected that the force would be so great!

Even if a phoenix can be burned to death, then his phoenix blood will definitely not be enough to see...

So many masters are hidden in the World Association, what exactly do you mean?
Chapter completed!