In the Forbidden City, two figures were walking quickly with their waists.

Yuan Yazhu was in front, her ears were standing up, observing any sound around her. Occasionally, she would stop suddenly while running, and then pull Mengtong to hide in the corner, until the soldier who was patrolling ahead walked over and continued quietly.

Sometimes when you find someone guarding the door of the road you must pass, the two of you will look for low places to climb past.

Along the way, although they were hiding and stopping, the two of them were slowly approaching the martial arts venue.

After climbing through a window eaves, the two of them entered a hall, which was magnificent.

After carefully confirming that there was no one around, the two bent and walked quickly towards the half-open window in front.

After they arrived under the window, the two of them sat straight on the ground regardless of their ladylike demeanor.

Yuan Yazhu was fine during this trip to the Forbidden Palace, but Mengtong had been sweating profusely. Her soft hair was stuck together by the sweat on her forehead, and her fair little face was even red like an apple.

Not only did I work hard in my physical strength, but I was always careful all the way, for fear that the guards would find it, and the mental loss would also make people feel very uncomfortable.

Until now, Meng Tong finally arrived at her destination, she felt relieved. She didn't care whether it was a lady or not. She directly leaned against the door panel and sat on the ground and gasped.

Yuan Yazhu next to her is much better. After all, she has a martial arts foundation. After a while, she returned to normal after resting. She smiled at her friend who was gasping for breath: "How about it, it's exciting!"

Meng Tong was stunned and glared at Yuan Yazhu with annoyance, as if she was dissatisfied, but soon she burst into laughter again and nodded repeatedly.

Not to mention, although this trip to the Forbidden Palace was only more than ten minutes, it was indeed the most exciting time in Mengtong's life. There were countless guards along the way, and they had to worry about being arrested at all times.

You know, if the two of them are arrested, even with their background, there will be a punishment. This is a task ordered by Uncle Zhang himself...

Fortunately, they finally arrived at their destination safely.

After a while of rest, the two looked at each other and slowly stood up. Then, their two small heads stretched out from the eaves of the window, and a huge martial arts performance field immediately appeared in their eyes.

This hall is not far from the martial arts field, less than a hundred meters away. In addition, the terrain is quite high, so standing by the window and from top to bottom, you can just take a look at the entire martial arts field.

Although you don’t see clearly because of the distance, it’s enough to add a telescope.

Yuan Yazhu took off the military telescope on her chest with a snicker, then placed it in front of her, and immediately stretched out her eyes. She looked up and looked at her every move in the martial arts field.

After Yuan Yazhu looked at it for a while, she handed the telescope to Mengtong.

Meng Tong, who had long been curious about this high-standard China-Japan competition, immediately raised her eyes excitedly after taking the telescope.

Rows of antique wooden chairs, some men in strange clothes, old and young, old bearded, energetic men, ancient costumes, old Zhongshan suits, trendy Korean clothes, and straight suits.

The characters are different, but they are all energetic and full of energy, and they don’t look like ordinary people.

It also feels like a sword contest in Huashan.

Meng Tong nodded with satisfaction, then the camera turned and slowly looked at the ring that was circled out of the red coil in the middle. However, when Meng Tong saw Zhang Kun in the ring, Meng Tong's face suddenly froze, her eyes suddenly opened, her pupils widened, and her mouth suddenly opened, and she was about to exclaim...

Suddenly, a slender hand suddenly covered her mouth and pulled her down.

Yuan Yazhu tightly covered Meng Tong's cherry mouth with a nervous look on her face. After waiting for more than a minute, there was no abnormality around her. Then she relaxed her face and looked at Meng Tong with anger.

"Mengmeng, what are you doing? Suddenly I screamed... If I hadn't discovered it quickly, we would have been discovered!"

Mengtong was covered by Yuan Yazhu and struggled constantly, but she soon came to her senses, especially after hearing Yuan Yazhu's words, she remembered that they had smuggled in this time and must not be discovered, otherwise it would be miserable.

Thinking of this, Meng Tong immediately stopped struggling and tried to calm the horror in her heart.

After Yuan Yazhu felt that Meng Tong was almost calm, she slowly relaxed her covered hands.

His mouth was finally liberated, and Meng Tong immediately breathed in big mouthfuls to supplement the shortage of oxygen inhalation caused just now.

After Mengtong gasped for a while, Yuan Yazhu still looked dissatisfied: "Mengmeng, what happened to you just now? Suddenly, I almost cried out for no reason."

"Don't look at us far from the arena, fifty or sixty meters away, but if you really screamed just now, I can say that we were 100% discovered."

"These people sitting below are all martial arts masters. At such a distance, as long as there is a little bit of movement, they can't escape their ears."

"What's more, there are four masters in it. Do you know the master? Forget it, you are not a person in the martial arts world, and you don't understand it either. As long as you know, those are perverts and cannot be treated as ordinary people."

Yuan Yazhu bombed with words, but Meng Tong seemed to have not heard a word, looked stupid, and then suddenly said: "I know that person!"

Yuan Yazhu was stunned: "Who is it?"

"It's the person standing on the ring, the one wearing silver-white clothes!" Meng Tong came to her senses a little, and then said with a bitter face.

"What? Do you know him? How is it possible?" Yuan Yazhu looked like a ghost, but soon she came to her senses and looked at Meng Tong with a weird face: "Do you know who he is?"

Mengtong shook her head.

Yuan Yazhu looked at Meng Tong strangely and said, "You don't know, I tell you that he is the youngest martial arts master in our country."

"Okay, maybe you don't understand the master, but let's put it this way, our entire country has a population of 1.3 billion, and there are less than twenty martial arts masters. Can you tell from this ratio? Nearly one martial arts master has almost produced one martial arts master."

"It can be said that each of these masters has an immeasurable role in the Chinese martial arts world. It can be said that Taishan Beidou is extremely important."

"And, the one you are talking about is not only a master of martial arts, but also the youngest in nearly a thousand years. Do you know what this means? It means potential!"

"Since the news of him came out, he has almost become a role model for the younger generation in our martial arts world. Everyone's beliefs, mythical existence, and the goal they pursue for the rest of their lives..., tell me that you are not from the martial arts world, know him?" Yuan Yazhu looked amused and crying.

Yuan Yazhu said so much, but Meng Tong's eyes were still a little dull. She swallowed the saliva in her mouth, and then said dazedly: "I only know that his surname is Zhang, and it seems that he is less than twenty years old!"

The smile on Yuan Yazhu's face froze...
Chapter completed!