The martial arts ring is located in the center of the courtyard on the third floor.

The third floor refers to the three pavilions. The first is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which contains some martial arts cheats. The second is the Spirit Weapon Pavilion, which places all kinds of swords, guns, swords, and halberds. The third is the War Waiting Pavilion, which is the place where some War Waiters work.

The three pavilions are divided into triangles, forming an equilateral triangle. The ring is also an equilateral triangle, and the three corners are exactly in the middle of the three sides of the pavilion.

On this day, in addition to the more than fifty candidates in the courtyard on the third floor, there were also some masters of the Cloud Palace, and the purpose was to take care of their own little manager, but not to be beaten.

Feng Teng had gone out a long time ago, but he didn't know the way, and after walking for a long time, he didn't pay attention to some eunuchs and palace maids who passed by. I think he is a dirt bun, and the dirt bun still wants to fight martial arts, which martial arts can be beaten by soil buns.

Feng Teng had no choice but to find his own way, but fortunately he ran into Li Qing halfway.

Li Qing smiled: "I knew that if you couldn't find the way, I wouldn't come." ”

Feng Teng scratched his head and said, "Since you are here, take me there." ”

Li Qing said, "Come with me." ”

Feng Teng followed Li Qing forward, but he couldn't find a place after looking for half an hour, so he followed Li Qing and walked a few corners to arrive.

Feng Teng looked at the crowd around him and asked, "Are these people all going to fight in the ring?"

Li Qing said: "Some of them fight, and some don't. This is usually the waiting place for the children to participate, this year there are two more outsiders, you and my brother, I don't know if there will be any problems. ”

Li Qing was not worried about the problem of the ring system, but was afraid that those Houzi's subordinates would be ruthless, and Feng Teng would not be able to resist.

It's not the first time that outsiders have fought martial arts, the previous ones were all people who wanted to enter the waiting house but couldn't enter the waiting house in order to show themselves, and although Li Shizhang was also trying to show himself, he couldn't enter the waiting house as a prince, and he didn't want to enter the waiting house that he hated.

Li Qing stood under the stage, looked around, looked for a long time and didn't see Li Shizhang, and said, "I really hope my brother can't come." ”

Feng Teng said, "Huh, why?"

"Why don't you know, I hope you don't come. ”

Feng Teng smiled, pointed to the stage and said, "Look, it's about to start." ”

There was a short-bearded old man standing in the middle of the stage, coughed twice, and said, "Everyone, I am Wang Wu, the host of today's martial arts.

This year's rules are the same as in the past, whether the candidates in the audience or not from this hospital can go on the stage to compete, fall off the stage, surrender, be seriously injured or even die, and they will be judged as failures.

Then next, the martial arts officially begin. ”

There was a cry from the audience, and in the midst of the shouting, a young man jumped into the ring, "Waiting for the courtyard from the five grades of the waiter, asking for advice." ”

Then he jumped on a woman, and it was the woman who scolded Feng Teng the most three days ago, "The waiting courtyard is the fourth grade of the candidate Qingzi, ask for advice." ”

The two sides seemed polite, but in their hearts, they really wanted to kill each other.

After the polite words were spoken, the two sides began to fight. First, the man was defeated, and then the woman was beaten beyond recognition, and she fisted straight up, not even giving a chance to admit defeat.

Feng Teng was busy covering Li Qing's eyes in the audience, shook his head and said, "It's too bloody, it's too bloody." On the surface, he shook his head, but inside he was smiling.

The staff on the scene hurriedly came to the stage and lifted down the unrecognizable Qingzi.

And the big friend shouted, "Who's next?"

As soon as the words fell, a man jumped up on the audience, "Xu Kun, the waiter from the sixth grade, asks for advice." ”

This ring is disgusting and disgusting There is no level limit, and there is often a large difference in the phenomenon, but the victory or defeat is actually a matter of momentary opportunity, how can those who have the ability care about the difference in level.

After the two finished their polite words, they immediately started to fight. The two only exchanged more than a dozen moves, and they were immediately defeated from Wupin.

This Xu Kun's qualifications are second only to Yijing in this waiting hospital. Although his current positioning is only from the sixth grade, even if the seventh grade comes, he can play for a while, and maybe he can win.

The people in the waiting house all know that this Xu Kun is friendly with Yijing, Yijing is very powerful in the courtyard, and those who dare to resist were killed and disabled by Yijing before, and now how dare anyone in the audience.

The scene was silent for a while, and when the host was about to announce the results, Feng Tengyi in the audience left at the same time, but it was still late for Li Shizhang, who had just arrived at the entrance of the hospital, "I'll come".

Li Shizhang held the long sword, looking a little embarrassed. jumped into the ring, "Zheng Liupin, Li Shizhang, ask for advice." ”

Xu Kun smiled and said, "Hahaha, I advise you to go down, don't wait until you get injured and be grounded."

Li Shizhang said: "My dignified prince Li Shizhang, how can a madman like you laugh at it." ”

Xu Kun said, "I'm crazy, what do you want, you kind of kill me." ”

"This is what you said," Li Shizhang raised his sword and rushed to hit him directly on the head and neck.

That Xu Kun retreated and dodged, but he didn't know that the sword move suddenly fell and advanced, and he was hit by a sword in the abdomen.

Xu Kun covered his lower abdomen and exclaimed, "Waiting for Li Xia to enter, wine and sword!"

Feng Teng in the audience hurriedly asked, "What is the Wine Yin Sword?"

Li Qing said, "This is the original swordsmanship created by Li Xiajin, the wine sword immortal of the war, which is known for its infinite changes, but I don't seem to have heard of my brother learning it." ”

Li Shizhang was silent, stepped forward again, and stabbed him in the chest. Xu Kun turned left and flashed, learned to be smart, and grabbed the hilt of his sword before he could change his move.

Li Shizhang was really startled by the speed of the action, and then was knocked to the ground by Xu Kun over-the-shoulder.

Li Shizhang hurriedly broke away from the grabbed hand, supported the ground with the other hand, and lay on the ground with both feet. Then he strode forward, his body pressed very low, and swung his sword at the bottom of the plate.

Xu Kun retreated one after another, almost falling off the stage, but fortunately, he somersaulted behind Li Shizhang in time and smashed his fist on his waist.

Li Qing Feng Teng in the audience shouted "brother" and "Li Si" with wide eyes, and the rest of the people were laughing and laughing, as if they were only joking about the life and death of the prince Li Shizhang.

Li Shizhang fell to the ground in an instant, and then stood up with one palm on the ground, kicking his feet straight into his chest.

Xu Kun clutched his stomach and took a few steps back, screaming in pain. Li Shizhang spat out blood, and stabbed him with another sword, piercing his chest.

With a sword drawn, Xu Kun collapsed to the ground, closing his eyes in an instant.

Li Shizhang half-knelt on the ground, propped himself up with his sword on the ground, and said, "Joke, don't laugh at the wrong person, when you speak, you must do what you say." ”

The people in the audience were silent, and Li Qing was heartbroken, hoping that he could step down.

But it backfired, so Li Shizhang stood up and shouted, "Who's next." I couldn't help but curse in my heart: "Damn the black-armored soldier, waste so much physical strength of Lao Tzu." ”

The Yijing under the stage jumped up, "The waiting courtyard is the eighth grade of the Yijing, asking for advice." ”

Li Shizhang smiled and said, "Hehehahaha, don't you can't afford to play, I just played one, and you showed your hole cards, cut, don't play, don't play." ”

Li Shizhang turned around and approached the edge of the ring step by step, and Yi Jing suddenly rushed forward, raised his right foot and prepared to kick Li Shizhang off the stage. But this kick happened to be caught by Feng Teng, who had just come to power, and Li Shizhang escaped.

Li Shizhang said to Feng Teng, "Good brother, it's up to you." ”

Feng Teng nodded. Li Qing hurriedly went to the stage to pick up Li Shizhang.

Li Qing looked at Feng Teng and said, "You come down, I don't allow you to fight him, you can't beat him." ”

Ijing sneered, "Hahaha, go down, you can't beat me, hahaha."

Feng Teng said to Li Qing, "You help Li Si down first, I have my own measure." ”

Li Qing glanced at Feng Teng again, turned around and helped Li Shizhang out of the ring.

Feng Teng pulled out his long sword, and also learned from the opening words of his candidates, and said, "Zheng Sanpin, Feng Teng, ask for advice." ”

The audience instantly booed and burst into laughter.

Yi Jing smiled and said, "Hmph, what are you pretending." ”

Feng Teng lifted his sword and said to Yi Jing, "Whether you pretend or not, you will know immediately."

Feng Teng suddenly raised his iron sword and slashed at Yi Jing's head. Yi Jing turned around and dodged, and stepped forward to grab Feng Teng's hand.

Feng Teng saw that his speed was extremely fast, and he might be caught just by collecting the sword, so it was better to squat down, and he couldn't react to it.

Feng Teng squatted down and rushed forward a few steps around the Ijing. Yijing really couldn't react, and his face was full of surprise.

Yi Jing turned around and flew and kicked very quickly, Feng Teng reacted quickly, lifted the sword, and the tip of the sword was kicked at the foot of Yi Jing.

Ijing was startled and quickly turned around and somersaulted to retract the kicking kick, and fell to the ground because of it.

Feng Teng laughed and said, "You don't need to kneel and beg for mercy, just admit defeat." ”

Feng Teng knew that he would definitely not be able to fight him if he fought hard, but he would definitely not be able to fight his brains, even if he hadn't practiced any advanced routines, there were some improvisational tricks.

At this time, on the third floor of the Battle Pavilion in the corner of the courtyard, two old men were discussing the battle on the stage.

"This is Liu Lao's apprentice? It really looks like a third grade. ”

"Heh, a lot of cleverness, but I can't last long without any real skills. ”

There is an old man behind these two old men, and this old man is the same old man who met Feng Teng by the small pond yesterday.

Yi Jing in the ring slowly got up, pointed at Feng Teng and said, "I won't kill you today, I will have your surname." ”

Feng Teng sneered, "Cut, don't swear such a poisonous oath, but you have to be the talker." ”

Yijing roared angrily and rushed towards Feng Teng. Feng Teng also roared, and when he was about to get closer, he turned around and ran, and ran around the ring when he ran straight away.

Feng Teng is a "soil bun" born and raised in the countryside, and his foot strength is better than that of some specially trained. Although this Yijing is already the eighth grade, its foot strength is much worse than it.

Yi Jing had just chased to the side, and as soon as he turned around, Feng Teng had already arrived on the other side. After chasing back and forth a few times, Yijing stopped, closed his right fist in front of his chest, and broke out of the air with a "Wind Breaking Fist" right fist.

Feng Teng stood on the opposite side and watched Yi Jing gesture, and was about to guess what he was doing when he suddenly felt like he had been punched in the chest, and the pain was incomparable.

Feng Teng half-knelt on the ground, clutching his chest, his face full of surprise.

Everyone on the field sighed, "This is the Wind Breaking God Fist, the first time I saw it, I didn't expect this Yijing to learn." ”

Yi Jing then rushed forward, clenched a fist with his right hand, and hit Feng Teng in the face.

Feng Teng rolled on the ground a few times, his chest and the left side of his face seemed to be torn, which felt more painful than death.

Ijing smiled and said, "Hahahaha, you shouldn't rob me, accept death." ”

Li Qing was in the audience, watching Yijing approach Feng Teng step by step, and almost fainted.