Fang Zhengming had a white cloth wrapped around one leg and a cane in his hand, jumping forward.

The passers-by around him did not look at him strangely.

Because here the wounded are everywhere.

They are all martial artists who participated in the melee yesterday, and although they were injured, no one left, because today is the official competition, and the martial artists above the ninth layer compete the day after tomorrow.

And lo and behold!

The entire head of a warrior in front of him was covered with a white cloth, revealing only a pair of eyes that were rolling in and out.

A sturdy man on the left hangs his arms from strips of cloth, and his forearms are caught in planks.

The old man in the back separated everyone so as not to touch the injured granddaughter, who made a ...... on her arm A scar the size of a little thumb.

"Daddy!"

Fang Zhengming walked under the simple tea shed and shouted.

Opportunistic businessmen set up some temporary sheds around the competition venue for the spectators to rest and drink tea.

The conditions are simple, but fortunately, the price is reasonable, unlike the few taverns next to it, the location of the arena on the second floor has risen to a sky-high price.

A private room costs ten taels of silver a day, and the competition lasts for five days, which is fifty taels.

And if you sit in it, you can't sit without eating or drinking, and that's another expense.

Even if their Fang family was one of the three major families in Luo County, they were not willing to spend money to book a tavern.

"Zhengming is here!" Fang Huailin stroked his beard, his always serious face was full of smiles, obviously in an extremely good mood, or the person in front of him was extremely important.

Fang Zhengming looked curiously at the young man sitting across from his father.

This person has a delicate face, skin that is fairer than a woman, a pair of fox eyes narrowed into an arc, the corners of the mouth curved upward, and he kept smiling.

"Zhengming, you came just in time, this is Shen Kuan Shen Shaoxia of the Flying Scorpion Gang of Xichuan County, who is nicknamed Poisonous Scorpion, and has an eleventh layer of cultivation at a young age. ”

Fang Zhengming's face was surprised, seeing that this person was only twenty-four or fifteen years old at most, and he actually had an eleventh layer of cultivation the day after tomorrow?

In the future, wouldn't he be a congenital master, no wonder his father was so polite.

"Shen Shaoxia, this is a dog, he is almost sixteen years old this year, but his qualifications are not good, and he has just become an acquired martial artist. ”

"Haven't you become an acquired martial artist before sixteen? Yes, yes, you will definitely be stronger than me in the future. Shen Kuan said with a smile.

"Where, where," Fang Huailin waved his hand again and again, but he couldn't help but smile in his eyes, and said modestly: "If this kid can catch up with half of the young man, I will be satisfied!"

You have more contact with Shen Shaoxia, and you can learn from others. ”

The second half of the sentence is said by the other party, taking advantage of the fact that Shen Kuan is still the eleventh layer of the day after tomorrow, make friends in advance, and wait for the other party to become congenital, and it is not easy to climb the friendship again.

"Shen Shaoxia, please drink tea!" Fang Zhengming was very good, immediately poured the tea, and said adoringly: "My father has always said that the rivers and lakes are dangerous, and he won't let me go far away, what kind of rivers and lakes are Shen Shaoxia, are they dangerous?"

Fang Huailin glared at him and pretended to be angry: "Stinky boy, dare to arrange your father!"

The Fang family immediately burst into laughter.

Fang Xiaowu smiled and said, "Brother Zhengming, be careful that the second uncle beats you when he gets angry, there are so many people here, maybe you will become famous!"

Fang Xiaoman's face was slapped hard by a violent little girl, and it was still swollen, so he could only cover it with a handkerchief, laughing and inhaling at this time.

"This is a little girl, Fang Xiaoman, seventeen years old this year. Fang Huailin pointed to the girl in purple and introduced, and then pointed to the young girl in blue: "This is my niece, Fang Xiaowu." ”

After speaking, he carefully observed Shen Kuan's expression, but Shen Kuan squinted his eyes and couldn't see the slightest change.

Fang Huailin was a little disappointed in his heart, if he fell in love with the girl of the Fang family, the Fang family would have an innate martial artist as a backer in the future.

"Shen Shaoxia, what is your first game today?" asked Fang Zhengming.

Shen Kuan stretched his waist and said nonchalantly: "In the second game, I hope I don't meet too difficult opponents, I got up early today, and I want to go back to sleep early!"

What a big breath!

It seems that the game is as simple as playing for him.

But the people present had no objections, Shen Kuan was a martial artist who had a chance to enter the top ten, and the first battle was naturally not difficult.

......

The other side

Fang Xile walked slowly down the tavern and slowly pulled out the battle note.

"Let's see who the opponent is?"

Tao Ying was more anxious than Fang Xile, she stretched her neck and asked.

"In the eleventh game, the opponent didn't write. ”

"The opponent doesn't know who it is, how to prepare! Really!" Tao Ying puffed out her cheeks and said dissatisfied.

"What can you prepare if you know your opponent?"

Fang Xile asked amusedly.

"You can investigate the opponent's information, if the opponent is good at attacking, let's choose to defend, if the opponent is good at protracted battles, we will beat the opponent out of breath!"

At this time, there was a commotion in the crowd.

"It's time to start!"

"It's finally going to start! Lao Tzu has been queuing up since the morning to take a seat!"

Several chief referees came up, and the field has been divided into five zones, which can play five games at the same time.

A whistle sounded, and five groups of warriors entered the field at the same time.

The crowd stood on tiptoe and squeezed forward, trying to see better.

A man in blue suddenly shouted, "Look, it's the poisonous scorpion Shen Kuan!"

His companion nodded excitedly: "It was so interesting from the beginning!"

Tao Ying was successfully diverted: "Sister Xile, Sister Yulan, it's really Shen Kuan, he is our martial artist in Xichuan County, let's go over and take a look!"

Fang Xile glanced at it casually, and lost interest, Shen Kuan, this kid is lucky, the opponent is an acquired ninth-layer martial artist, and his head is sweating with nervousness at this time.

If there are no accidents, Shen Kuan will win.

What interests her even more at this time is gambling betting.

In addition to betting on the top 10 and first place in advance, there is also a type of bet, which is a live bet, which bets on the winner of the match before the game starts.

In the same way, if you bet on a large number of people, you will win less money, and if you are unpopular, no one will bet, and if you win, you will win more.

The first five games have corresponding betting markets, but no one bets on Shen Kuan, this ending is almost a certainty, and you can't win money if you bet right.

There was a bunch of people standing in front of the other markets, discussing enthusiastically.

Fang Xile rolled his eyes, took out fifty taels of silver and handed it to Liu Yulan, and whispered in her ear.

Liu Yulan nodded again and again.

As he was talking, he heard Tao Ying shouting: "You can't beat me in the arena, do you still want to seek revenge in private?"

Fang Xile followed the prestige, Tao Ying straightened her thin body, crossed her hands on her waist, and glared angrily at the woman opposite who covered her face with a handkerchief.

Fang Xiaoman pointed at Tao Ying and shouted angrily: "Dad, it's her, she swollen my face!"

Fang Huailin looked at Tao Ying coldly, if it weren't for her, Xiao Man wouldn't have to cover his face with a handkerchief today, maybe he would leave a good impression on Shen Kuan, and maybe he would go further in the future.

"Which hand did you use to slap my daughter's swollen face?"