Comprehensive Martial Arts: Relying on Pili Martial Arts to Achieve Dimensionality Reduction Attack

Chapter 426 Conference Guests
For major events involving the Peach Blossom Island and the Southern Beggars' Sect, it is inevitable to invite big figures from other sects of the same status.

A few days before the Beggars' Sect Conference, more and more people from the martial arts world appeared in Dashengguan.

Until that day, Guiyun Manor was even more lively.

From the end of the Mao hour, people began to arrive with invitations one after another. By the Chen hour, there were even more people. The servants standing at the door to greet the guests had changed two or three shifts in a row, but were still exhausted.

The fact that there were so many attendees showed that the host had a wide circle of friends and was admired by everyone.

After the guests entered Guiyun Manor, they did not go to the main hall, but went directly to the training ground in the southwest.

The training ground is the martial arts training ground in Guiyun Villa. The place is not very big, about half the size of a football field, but it is more than enough to host a "Jianghu Conference".

Near the parade ground, Lu Ping sat on the rooftop, his eyes quietly scanning the group of strangely dressed people who came to the meeting.

Looking around, there is a huge crowd of people.

The most numerous guests were beggars with sticks and dirty clothes.

This is a Beggars' Sect conference after all, so it is normal that the Beggars' Sect disciples account for a large proportion.

But with so many unkempt beggars gathered together, the air is inevitably polluted and filled with smoke and a foul odor.

Lu Ping ran to the roof because he couldn't stand the dirty air downstairs.

"The world has become filthy again..."

While muttering, Lu Ping noticed a group of Taoist priests wearing blue and black robes standing in the corner.

These are Taoist priests from the Quanzhen Sect. There are four of them in total, three men and one woman.

The one wearing black is a disciple of the first generation. Judging from the names called out by the servant outside the arena just now, the female Taoist priest is Sun Buer and the male Taoist priest is Hao Datong.

The second generation disciples wearing blue are Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing, the old supporting actors in "The Return of the Condor Heroes".

The Quanzhen Sect originated from Wang Chongyang, so he was also a well-known figure in the Southern School of Martial Arts and was one of the "Three Heroes" of the Southern School of Martial Arts in the past.

The terms "Northern School of Jianghu" and "Southern School of Jianghu" only came into being after the division between the two emperors.

The Northern Jianghu refers to the Jianghu forces in the Northern Song Dynasty, while the Southern Jianghu refers to the Jianghu forces in the Southern Song Dynasty and the Dali Kingdom.

Unlike the Northern Song Dynasty where there were many talented people, the martial arts sects in the Southern Song Dynasty were relatively weak.

Among the four legendary masters in the past, three were from the Northern martial arts world, and only Xiao Qiu Shui was from the South.

Moreover, after that, the Xiaoyao Sect, the Zizai Sect, and the Quanli Gang all became prosperous, but Xiao Qiu Shui did not even have a successor. Therefore, for many years, the Southern School of Martial Arts has been unable to hold its head up in front of the Northern School of Martial Arts.

Peach Blossom Island and the Southern Beggars' Sect, which are currently holding a conference, are already the two most capable forces among all the martial arts forces in the Southern School.

"Brother Lu, why are you staying here alone?"

A figure swiftly climbed onto the roof and walked over to Lu Ping on the rubble.

The person who came was Wang Xiaoshi.

“I don’t really like noisy environments.”

If I really didn't like it, I wouldn't come here.

Wang Xiaoshi secretly complained in his heart.

After spending these days together, he knew that Lu Ping was a clean person. Now he was hiding here, obviously because he couldn't stand the unbearable smell down there.

Although Wang Xiaoshi knew what was going on, he didn't point it out. He just followed Lu Ping's words and said, "Really? Me too. It just so happens that we can be companions."

Unfortunately, Lu Ping did not have the emotional intelligence of Wang Xiaoshi, and did not know how to be considerate of other people's thoughts. Instead, he attacked Xiaoshi's weakest point as soon as he opened his mouth.

"the same as you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about with your eyes open? Don't you like the excitement the most?"

"Oh, I see. It should be because Miss Wen is pestering Yang Guo again. You are feeling uncomfortable, right?"

Wang Xiaoshi's face fell instantly.

"Brother Lu, has anyone ever told you that you are not good at chatting?"

Lu Ping thought seriously for two seconds: "No."

It really doesn't.

Because anyone who dared to talk to him like that had already been taught a lesson by him with his fists.

"Am I bad at chatting? That shouldn't be the case..." "Mrs. Guo said a few days ago that I'm good at talking!"

Wang Xiaoshi rolled his eyes: "When a woman is praised for her youth and beauty, when a wife is praised for her virtue, when a mother is praised for her good parenting, no matter what the actual situation is, people will definitely think that the person who praises her is very good at speaking."

Lu Ping sneered: "You know everything, don't you? Then why can't you attract Miss Wen?"

Critical strike again!

Wang Xiaoshi's breathing stagnated, and he smiled bitterly: "How can people decide on matters of the heart?"

This is also about himself, and he is gentle.

"It's also..."

Lu Ping curled his lips, patted Wang Xiaoshi on the shoulder and said, "It's no fun to just sit here, why don't we go find something to eat while watching."

Wang Xiaoshi showed little interest: "You go by yourself, I'll lie here for a while, but don't forget to bring me some wine and meat."

He looked just like the lazy guy who asked his roommate to pack his lunch in college.

"...Okay, okay."

Lu Ping waved and jumped off the roof.

Having lived in Guiyun Villa for three days, Lu Ping had already memorized the environment here. After a short while, he wandered to the kitchen.

In order to prepare fruits and snacks to entertain the guests at the conference, as well as food for the meal after the conference, more than a dozen fat chefs were busy in the kitchen of Guiyun Villa.

The dozen or so cooks who are working are not all Guiyun Manor’s private chefs. Most of them are temporary helpers hired from nearby famous restaurants and inns.

Since they come from a well-known restaurant and inn, their cooking skills are naturally first-class.

As soon as he arrived at the kitchen door, Lu Ping smelled more than a dozen different smells, some sweet, some bloody, but mixed together.

The meal time is after the conference. Now the conference has not started yet, so the chefs are only doing the preliminary work of cooking, such as washing vegetables, killing fish, stewing meat, etc.

They will make advance preparations for the banquet at this time, and once the meeting is over and everyone is ready to start eating, they will carry out the final steps and then serve the hot wine, meat and food on the table.

Of course, not everyone is doing this work. Some chefs are also preparing fruit and melon snacks for the conference.

These are exactly what Lu Ping is aiming for.

Seeing Lu Ping walk into the kitchen and look around, a busy chef was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a few seconds and walked forward: "Sir, it's not time to eat yet..."

Do young people today have such active digestive systems? How long has it been since breakfast?

What he didn't know was that Lu Ping hadn't had breakfast at all.

For normal people, skipping breakfast is not a good habit, as it is bad for the stomach and intestines over time.

But Lu Ping was a martial artist and had long been accustomed to a life of eating wind and drinking dew. Moreover, the martial arts he practiced were from the Thunderbolt world, relying on breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and his own internal strength for support. Even if he did not eat or drink for a month, it would not be affected at all.

"I know it's not time for dinner yet, I just came to see how you guys are preparing."

Lu Ping smiled calmly: "The conference is about to begin. How are the fruits, snacks, tea and wine that I asked you to prepare?"

The cook was hired from outside, and when he heard this, he thought Lu Ping was sent by the owner of Guiyun Manor to inspect the work. His attitude suddenly changed, and he led Lu Ping to the place where snacks were prepared.

"Look, sir, everything is ready."

"We can serve it right away once the meeting starts."

"Hmm... Not bad, not bad..."

Lu Ping walked forward, picked out a few snacks that looked good and smelled good, tasted them, nodded, and looked very satisfied.

Then he picked up a food box, put the snacks he had tasted in it, took a jar of wine and two bowls, then turned and left.

This whole process made the chef stand there in a daze.

So this person still comes to get food...

When Lu Ping returned to the roof with the food box and wine, Wang Xiaoshi was still lying there like a piece of wood.

"I am back!"

"The meat dishes aren't ready yet, so I just grabbed some snacks."

"Originally, this snack should be served with tea, but it's not convenient to drink tea here, so I took the wine instead."

(End of this chapter)