Seeing a hint of confusion in Zhang Fan's eyes, Guangtouqiang quickly explained, "..."
After listening to Guangtouqiang's explanation, Zhang Fan nodded slightly. This world's gang competition was somewhat similar to the martial arts world's martial arts大会, both determining the final outcome through competitions among the younger generation.
However, the level of this competition was clearly much higher than the martial arts大会. Only congenital grandmasters under thirty years old were eligible to participate. This condition alone was enough to explain everything.
Many older congenital grandmasters had already surpassed thirty when they first entered the congenital realm. Congenital grandmasters under thirty were considered geniuses in any sect or force.
Of course, since Zhang Fan's rise, he had refined a large number of elixirs that were traded by people in the Chinese martial arts world to cultivate the younger generation, allowing many young geniuses to enter the congenital realm earlier.
Now, being able to enter the congenital realm before the age of thirty, while commendable, was no longer a rare occurrence.
Allowing the younger generation's duels to decide the outcome of the competition seemed somewhat hasty, but it made a lot of sense.
After all, only sufficiently powerful forces had the strength to recruit talents and the resources to cultivate them. The strength of the younger generation was enough to demonstrate the foundation of the force.
Yan Qianghu spoke with great excitement. After all, he had been involved in gangs since he entered society and naturally yearned for this grand gathering of powerful gangs from various countries.
However, it was a pity that although the Black Tiger Gang's strength was considered quite powerful now, there was still a significant gap between them and groups like the Green Gang and Hongmen. They had not received an invitation.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Zhang Fan. If Brother Fan could represent their Black Tiger Gang in the competition, their Black Tiger Gang would definitely become famous in the world gang competition and shake the world.
However, it was clear that Zhang Fan was not very interested in this world gang competition.
"What is the standing of the Green Gang and Hongmen among the world gangs?" Zhang Fan asked casually, truly lacking interest.
After all, with his current strength, there were very few who could catch his eye. Moreover, this gang competition was a battle of the younger generation, and if he participated, the outcome would undoubtedly be a crushing defeat.
Zhang Fan naturally would not do something that wasted time and yielded no benefit.
"Both the Green Gang and Hongmen have powerful Saint Domain experts guarding them, and not just one. Their overall strength should be considered mid-tier among world gangs."
"However, I heard that Hongmen and the Green Gang did not perform very well in the last competition, and their standing in the world gang competition should be in the lower-middle tier," Yan Qianghu said, then couldn't help but glance at Hong Binglan.
"Oh?" Hearing this, Zhang Fan's interest was piqued.
Both the Hongmen and the Green Gang now had Saint Domain peak experts guarding them, and below them, there was a group of congenital grandmasters, even including invincible grandmasters. In Zhang Fan's estimation, such strength should be more than enough to rank in the upper-middle tier.
But hearing Yan Qianghu say that the overall strength of Hongmen and the Green Gang could only rank in the mid-tier among world gangs, it seemed that the strength and foundation of the various major gangs in the world were much stronger than he had imagined.
"Actually, this cannot be blamed on the Green Gang and Hongmen of your China not being competitive. It can only be said that the traditions of different countries are different," Ai Lebei La interjected.
"What traditions?" Zhang Fan asked, suddenly feeling that his knowledge was a bit narrow.
"Abroad, the constraints on the development of gangs and other forces are much smaller than in China. Some powerful gangs have even infiltrated the government level, and their influence has developed extremely widely."
"Naturally, it is difficult to compare with foreign forces."
"Once one reaches the Divine Realm, they rarely come out to be active; they all live in seclusion and seldom promote their successors. This has resulted in the overall strength of the younger generation of martial artists in China being much weaker than abroad," Ai Lebei La, as a member of the blood race, analyzed the situation much more clearly than the others.
"Mmm." Guangtouqiang felt that this enchanting foreign woman spoke very pertinently after listening.
Zhang Fan also felt it made sense. Most of the Divine Realm experts in the Chinese martial arts world considered themselves martial arts masters and disdained to interact with others, let alone teach their juniors.
"Then where is this world gang competition usually held?" Zhang Fan asked again.
Yan Qianghu shook his head with some embarrassment, "The venue for the competition is not fixed; only invited organizations know."
"This time, it will be held on Elba Island in Italy," Hong Binglan added.
"Italy?" Zhang Fan was stunned. Perhaps he could go and watch this gang competition.
"Guangtouqiang, integrate the Black Tiger Gang properly and select a few elite core members. This time, I will take them to witness what this so-called world gang competition looks like."
"Yes." Guangtouqiang was stunned for a moment, then reacted and quickly responded with excitement.
He knew that at Brother Fan's level, he would not be interested in competitions at this level, so he had not even mentioned it. He never expected that Brother Fan would take the initiative to go.
"Master, are you planning to..." Lin Haotian, hearing this, understood more and said with some excitement.
"Mmm, my strength has now broken through, and it will be difficult to make significant improvements in a short period. It is time to go to the Vatican to resolve some matters," Zhang Fan said softly, looking towards the west.
He had an irreconcilable conflict with the Pope of the Vatican. Last time he injured the Pope's divine sense clone, he imagined the Pope must hate him to the bone. If his injuries were fully recovered, he would probably have come to find him long ago.
Zhang Fan naturally would not wait foolishly to be at his mercy. Since this world gang competition was to be held in Italy, Zhang Fan also planned to take care of that trouble along the way.