Doomsday Code

Chapter 795: Invitation from the Martial Arts Association

When he arrived at Xincheng Railway Station, Chen Cheng got off the train, but after walking for a while, he stopped.

Because at this time a group of big men in suits and ties holding Mr. Brown signs surrounded him.

At this time, the situation here quickly attracted the attention of other people in the train station.

"Why would I go here? Could it be that some young master has come down here to experience the suffering of the people?"

"Brother, don't be stupid, okay? You can tell from looking at this that this is one of those mindless skits. Otherwise, what young master would act like this? He deliberately wears a bunch of cheap branded clothes and has his servants block him at the train station. Isn't that pure idiocy?"

Chen Cheng, who had sharp hearing, felt very uncomfortable when he heard these words.

Just like what that person said, this is really not cool at all, on the contrary it makes him look stupid.

After walking out of the train station, Chen Cheng saw that there were fewer people around and then he looked at the leader and said:

"Do you realize that this makes me look stupid?"

The leader looked left and right, then shook his head.

Looking at his attitude, Chen Cheng knew how smart someone could be to come up with such an idea.

"Tell me, which family are you from?"

Chen Cheng thought they were people sent by the Xincheng martial arts sect to stop him.

However, when the man in the black suit who was leading the group heard Chen Cheng asking about their origins, he immediately straightened his clothes and took out a business card.

"We are members of the Martial Arts Association. We have come here specifically to invite Mr. Brown to the Dajing City Martial Arts Association headquarters."

Chen Cheng didn't expect that these guys were actually from the Martial Arts Association. He had challenged various families in the south before, but never saw the Martial Arts Association show up. He thought it was just a decorative organization, but he didn't expect that they would send someone to invite him now.

After taking the business card and looking at it, Chen Cheng said:

"You guys at the Wushu Association are so arrogant! Just because of a few words from you, I have to follow you everywhere."

At this moment, an old man with a walking stick came over.

"Of course I'm not looking down on Master Bu. I'm Tai Chi Master Huang Xiaoren, the Vice President of the Martial Arts Association. The President was originally going to come and invite you personally.

It's just a pity that three days ago, when Grandmaster Bu was still sparring with the three elders of Emei Sect, the martial arts circles of sixteen countries represented by Japan issued a letter of challenge to the Chinese martial arts represented by our Wushu Association.

The president is currently coordinating and contacting the elders of the entire martial arts circle for this matter, hoping that they can represent the Chinese martial arts community in the competition."

Chen Cheng looked at Huang Xiaoren. It was obvious that he was also a master, and Chen Cheng felt that the aura on his body was even more powerful than that of the old man from the Emei Sect.

"It seems that I have disrupted the Martial Arts Association's plan. After all, I, an ignorant junior, have messed up the entire Southern Martial Arts World. I'm afraid this is part of the reason why these guys issued the challenge at this time.

Is the Wushu Association planning to deal with me, the troublemaker, or what else should I do? "

Huang Xiaoren waved his hands when he heard this.

"In fact, it's not worth it. It's a blessing for our Chinese martial arts to have a young master like Master Bu. Moreover, as for the martial arts masters of the sixteen countries in Japan, our Chinese ancient martial arts are their ancestors.

The main reason for this invitation is that the president wants to meet with Master Bu, and also wants to invite Master Bu to attend the ceremony.

And after the competition, if Grandmaster Bu wants to challenge, there will be no need to trouble Grandmaster Bu to travel all over the country."

Chen Cheng thought for a moment, then put away the business card and said:

"Remember to add me to the roster, and I want to be the first one on."

"After all, since I've become a troublemaker, I can't ask you to clean up my mess for me, right? Besides, I also want to see how foreign martial arts differ from our traditional martial arts."

Huang Xiaoren did not refuse, but made a gesture of invitation.

They arrived at the parking lot and got into the Rolls-Royce prepared by the Wushu Association. The rest of the people then divided into six Mercedes-Benz cars, with three in the front and three in the back leading the way.

"It seems that your Wushu Association is really rich."

"It's nothing. There are just a lot of martial arts trademarks under the Wushu Association. They earn some licensing fees, and then add some donations from association members."

Huang Xiaoren explained the financial sources of the Wushu Association to Chen Cheng, but Chen Cheng said something.

"Why are you telling me so much? I'm not the president of your martial arts association."

Huang Xiaoren now understood why the southern factions called him Wu Mo. This guy only knew how to fight. If he hadn't appeared just now, he would have probably already started a fight with Xiao Wu and the others.

Besides that, the words were really choking.

They drove all the way to Xincheng Airport, where people from the airline were waiting. They took Xiao Wu and the others directly to the plane chartered by the Wushu Association.

Xincheng is not far from Dajing, so the plane landed at Dajing Airport in just over two hours.

After getting off the plane, there were still three Mercedes-Benzes leading the way, with a Rolls-Royce sitting in the middle, and three Mercedes-Benzes following behind.

After entering the urban area of ​​Dajing, Chen Cheng's entire attention was focused on the city view outside the car window.

His previous generation lived in this city for a full fifteen years. It can be said that his youth and his struggles were all left in this city.

The appearance of the city remained unchanged, and he seemed to be in a dream. He was still the respected and youngest Chief Engineer Chen.

But when the convoy passed by the Chinese Academy of Sciences, the scene of death flashed through his mind.

He always remembered the driver who asked him for his autograph and the license plate of the truck that hit him.

"Hey, who is this? He goes out in such a grand manner. He is much more impressive than us."

At this time, a middle-aged bald uncle walked out of the Chinese Academy of Sciences and said to the young man beside him.

"Okay, Corvo, I know your experiments haven't been successful lately, but you shouldn't be so angry. If it's not confidential, you can show it to me and see if I can give you some advice."

"That's great! I've been waiting for you to say that. I have all the things with me, and I'll give them to you now."

As he spoke, Lao Ke took out a piece of A4 paper from his pocket. Chen Cheng opened it and saw a formula written on it.

When he looked at Corvo again, Corvo had already walked away.

"Remember the formula above. I have to go back to eat, otherwise your sister-in-law will be waiting anxiously."

Lao Ke opened the car door, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

But Chen Cheng didn't know that this was the closest he had ever been to the other person in his past and present lives.

The convoy arrived at the Wushu Association building. After getting off the car, Chen Cheng looked around and found that he actually knew this place, but he didn't know that this building would be the Wushu Association.

"Master Bu, please."

Huang Xiaoren made a gesture of invitation, and then explained as he walked:

"Our Wushu Association is a semi-official and semi-civilian organization. The General Association is under the General Administration of Sports. The president is not only the president of the Wushu Association, but also a member of the Standing Committee of the General Administration of Sports.

The Wushu Association also has six vice presidents who assist the president in handling the association's daily affairs."

"This time, the challenge from the Sixteen Kingdoms, represented by Japan, is both civil and official, so if you really want to compete, you must be prepared to win."

Arriving at the office of the president of the martial arts association, Huang Xiaoren reminded Chen Cheng for the last time.