Wolf City, Gojong.

On the martial arts training ground, Gao Jiandong was competing with a young man with the same exquisite swordsmanship.

Gaozong's sword momentum is majestic, like a long blank rainbow.

After fighting for half an hour, the handsome young man gradually lost his strength, and he quickly turned over more than two feet away, and closed his sword and clenched his fist:

"Senior Brother Jiandong, the younger brother is not supported, thank you for your advice!"

Gao Jiandong put away his sword, waved his hand and said, "Wang Fei, I have conceded." ”

In such a wonderful game, there were no spectators around the arena, only five or six old men watching.

No, there is another audience, that is, the high king who is stupidly sitting on the side.

That white, skinny sword idiot.

After Gao Jiandong and Gao Wang Fei competed, Gao Wangren immediately applauded:

"Awesome, awesome!"

Gao Jiandong jumped off the stone platform and lovingly patted Gao Wangren on the shoulder:

"Brother Ren, do you say that Senior Brother Jiandong is powerful, or Senior Brother Wang Fei is powerful?"

This is equivalent to not asking, everyone knows that Gao Jiandong is the leader of the younger generation of disciples of Gaozong.

Sure enough, King Gao smirked and said, "Senior Brother Jiandong is amazing!"

Gao Jiandong touched King Gao's head again, with a smile on his face.

Several old men came up smiling.

"Jiandong, Wang Fei, you two have practiced your swordsmanship well, and you have won the subtlety of our 'Baihong Swordsmanship'. ”

Gao Wangfei smiled and didn't speak, Gao Jiandong asked:

"Uncle Kou, what kind of wind is it today, why are several uncles and uncles here together?"

Uncle Kou said, "Of course, I have something to discuss with the two of you. ”

Gao Jiandong and Gao Wangfei were stunned: "Discuss with the two of us?"

"What's the matter for the sect master to decide with a few elders, where is it our turn to come up with ideas?"

Uncle Kou pointed to the stone platform: "Everyone sit down." ”

Although there are old and young people, and their identities are different, the Mobei warriors have always been informal.

Sitting down around the stone platform, Master Kou continued:

"In ten months, the next martial arts conference will begin. ”

"Jiandong, you are the runner-up of the last conference, next year, whether Ji Buliang is there or not, you have to fight with twelve points and strive to win the championship this time. ”

Gao Jiandong said: "Don't worry, uncle, I should do my best." ”

Master Kou nodded and said, "Our Gaozong has three places to participate in the competition, and among the disciples of the younger generation, the strongest is except for you, that is, Wang Fei." ”

Gao Wangfei smiled and did not answer.

Uncle Kou said, "The sect master means that you two want to compete. But the third place, I'm not afraid of the two of you laughing, we old guys each recommend our own descendant disciples, but we are deadlocked, and we haven't reached a consensus, so let's ask you both. ”

"Who do you two think is still qualified to represent Gaozong in the competition with the two of you?"

Gao Jiandong and Gao Wangfei looked at each other and smiled.

The elders of Gaozong are all extraordinary, and the apprentices they teach are not easy to teach.

But among the disciples under the age of twenty-five, there is really no one who can reach the strength of the two of them.

Basically, they have to be weaker.

Gao Jiandong asked, "Senior Brother Wang Er, how is it?"

An old man was overjoyed, but immediately another old man objected:

"Wang Ershi's nephew's swordsmanship has only been practiced in the first style, I'm afraid that I won't even be able to get out of the primary election, I think it's still a little worse. ”

"Hmph. ”

The old man snorted softly, but he didn't refute.

Gao Jiandong asked again, "How is Senior Brother Wang Long?"

Another old man had a happy face, and it was obvious that it was his beloved disciple.

An old man on the left said: "Wang Long's nephew has practiced swordsmanship well, but unfortunately the realm has just broken through the 'internal force release', and after ten months, it will be at most the entry realm. ”

Gao Jiandong had long expected this to be the case, frowned and said:

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, Jiandong has no opinion to mention, it's up to the elders to decide for themselves. ”

Elder Kou smiled and asked, "Wang Fei, who do you think can?"

Gao Wangfei's eyes lit up, and he turned his head to look at the little fool who was squatting on the ground and counting ants.

The little fool's skin was a little frightening, as if he hadn't seen the sun for many years.

And he was thin and thin, not tall, but his eyes and hair were very dark.

Gao Wang Fei said with a smile: "If Senior Brother Wang can get serious, his strength is not below me." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Gao Wangfei, and then at Gao Wangren, who was squatting in the corner with a wooden stick and pointing and drawing.

Gao Jiandong's face changed slightly: "Brother Ren doesn't know the dangers of the rivers and lakes, even if he is serious, he can't easily fight with others." ”

"The martial arts conference can't help but use means, but it's not comparable to our own practice!"

Gao Wangfei smiled and said, "Senior brother, I don't mean anything else, just to state a fact." ”

Gao Jiandong nodded and didn't say much.

Elder Kou said seriously: "Jiandong, in fact, what the sect master means is to let the king compete. ”

Gao Jiandong and Gao Wangfei were taken aback at the same time.

Gao Jiandong jumped up, frowned and asked, "Uncle Shi, this is a little ill-considered, right?"

"The situation of the younger brother is not suitable for participating in any competition at all!"

Elder Kou said, "But with you accompanying him, and shouting and guiding at any time off the field, he is suitable." ”

"The martial arts conference is held every five years, and each time the results determine Gaozong's status in Mobei and even in the world's wealthy families in the next five years. ”

"At the last conference, you won second place, which is a big show. Our Sword Sect's 'White Rainbow Sword Technique' is known as the first sword technique in the Nine Realms, and over the years, whether it is a marriage alliance, or a secular worship, the registered disciples worship the door, they are far better than five years ago. ”

Gao Jiandong asked: "What does Uncle Shi mean, is the interests of Gaozong needed to be ensured by the Martial Arts Conference?"

Elder Kou nodded, "That's right. The better you fight on stage, the more stable and more interests our Gaozong will have offstage. ”

Gao Jiandong said to himself: "Even if I try my best to win the first place, isn't it enough?"

Elder Kou said, "The secret agent reported that there will be many unexpected changes in this conference. We need to prepare with a lot of hands. ”

Gao Jiandong turned his head to look at King Gao.

This sword idiot was still happily playing with ants, not realizing that the people behind him were beating him.

Elder Kou said, "Jiandong, I know that Wang Ren has grown up with you since he was a child, just like your own brother. ”

"But sometimes, people have to grow up, and kings also need to learn to face the world by themselves. ”

"You are the third generation of disciples that the sect master has focused on cultivating, and you will have to shoulder more important responsibilities in the future, consider things, and try to put the interests of the sect first. ”

After that, without waiting for Gao Jiandong to agree or not, he led the elders to leave.

In the huge martial arts training field, there are only three people left: Gao Jiandong, Gao Wangfei, and Gao Wangren.

King Gao swallowed his saliva and said, "Senior brother, I didn't expect them to come today for the king's sake." ”

Gao Jiandong nodded: "I blamed you just now." ”

Gao Wangfei said with a smile: "I just wanted to praise the king, but I didn't expect to fall into the minds of several elders." ”

Gao Jiandong pondered for a moment, walked to King Gao's side, and squatted down to count the ants with him.

"Brother Ren, next year Senior Brother will take you to Sand City to play, okay?"

King Gao smirked, "Okay, good, what's in the City of Sand?"

Gao Jiandong whispered: "Yes...... There are a lot of fun things and a lot of great characters. There, there is a stage for our brothers to be born amazingly!"

......

A distant city of sand.

It is far away in the east of the major oasis of the League, and it is more than 200 miles away from the nearest city of the League, which is a lonely desert oasis.

But this oasis is also very large.

A radius of 100 miles.

There is only one city, a city with high walls.

That's right, the city of sand is where the Mobei Governor's Mansion is located, with 100,000 troops stationed, and the city is a military town with high walls and thick walls.

Of course, the Sand City is also a link between the League's major oases and the more eastern realms, with a large population and thriving commerce.

In a secret room in the Hundred Treasures Manor in the Sand City, several giants are talking about something.

One of them was the deputy commander of the Sticky Pole Division from the Trapped Demon Valley, Fu Yuntong.

Fu Yuntong sneered: "I didn't expect to spend money so ghostly, I actually guessed the route of our ambush and escaped from a long distance." ”

The person on the other side said with a blank face:

"Commander Fu, you are careless. We must do things in a way that treats every enemy as the most cunning and ferocious opponent, and we fight with all our might. ”

Fu Yuntong's face jumped.

Obviously, he was a little upset to be taught such a lesson to his face.

"Batu, you say a good thing. If it weren't for your people exposing their whereabouts and letting Hua Qian be frightened and flee early, how could we miss this opportunity to round up?"

Batu is more than a head taller than Fu Yuntong, his arms are as thick as normal people's thighs, his neck is full of green tendons, and he is still a big bald head.

It's shocking to watch.

Batu slapped the table: "Come on, put the captain in charge of this stalking into the water prison, give him a hundred lashes a day, and he can survive in ten days and return to his original post!"

Fu Yuntong's face jumped again:

"It doesn't have to be that way, do I'm not trying to anger that brother. ”

Batu said proudly: "My subordinates, I have my own control, don't bother you." ”

Fu Yuntong had no choice but to shrug his shoulders.

"Okay, spend money to go back to the Trapped Demon Valley, I can go back and play slowly with him. But Lord Admiral has an order, Hua Duxiu must be captured alive as soon as possible, he has the information that the adults need, how are you going to help me?"

Batu knocked on the table and said fiercely:

"Commander Fu, you have to understand, this is the Mobei Realm, I am the commander here, you are the deputy commander of the Sticky Pole Division of the Trapped Demon Valley, what do you mean for me to assist you?"

Fu Yuntong held back his anger.

This Batu, relying on his own strength, has repeatedly performed miraculous feats, and his arrogance is outrageous.

However, the injuries of his two sorcerers have not healed, and they are understaffed, and if they want to handle the case, they must rely on Batu's help.

"Okay, okay, I'll help you head office, right?"

"Then you say, what are your plans?"

Batu's huge body lay back and pressed against the wide back chair, which creaked:

"I will definitely carry out the Admiral's decree, but I will do it in my own way. ”

Fu Yuntong asked, "What method do you have?"

Batu said: "According to the informant, these smallpox are living in a shallow way, and they are not one step away from Ji Zong, I am afraid that they have been prepared and will not come out again." If you want to catch him, you can only wait for an opportunity. ”

Fu Yuntong asked, "When will it appear?"

Batu's eyes flashed: "Ten months later, the Empire/Youth Martial Arts Conference in Sand City!"