The first martial artist to enter the arena had a high figure, a square face, and a purple robe. A three-foot sword hangs from his waist, and the exquisite scabbard is inlaid with brilliant gemstones, shining brightly. If nothing else, this look alone is enough to make people clap their hands and shout.

In fact, his cultivation is not outstanding, and his airway is about five stages, and in the final circle, he can only be ranked in the middle and lower reaches. He knew that it was difficult to make a difference, and if he was unlucky, he would be eliminated in the first round, so he simply let go, and took the lead before others arrived, and was the first to sit in the chair, which was an act of stealing the limelight.

Sure enough, the tsunami-like shouts at the scene proved that he had made the right choice, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Even if you fail later, you're satisfied.

With the first contestant sitting in the chair and stealing the limelight, some other warriors were quite remorseful and showed up one after another to find their place to sit down.

A short man suddenly squeezed into the crowd, five short figures, fat, like a gourd, he cleverly ran to Liang Qiufeng's side, and bowed his hand: "Little Zhang Sanwu, on the order of Miss San, specially sent a gift to Master Liang." ”

As he spoke, he pulled out an envelope.

Liang Qiufeng was stunned, reached out to take it, and asked, "How is your young lady?"

That Zhang Sanwu replied respectfully: "It's okay...... The other three young ladies also had a message, saying that they asked Master Liang not to forget the original appointment. ”

After a pause, he lowered his voice: "There are many ears and eyes here, and the villain will leave first." ”

turned around and flashed out again, and the light skill didn't seem to be weak.

Zhang Jiangshan touched his chin and leaned over: "Qiu Feng, be careful of deception." ”

Gu Chengyang also said: "Let's see if there is any tampering on the envelope." ”

The two were worried that the dwarf was coming in the wrong way, and they were afraid that it would not be Yang Shuanglan's subordinates, but it would be instigated by other people in the Yang family, and they would smear poison on the envelope, which would be unfavorable to Liang Qiufeng.

Liang Qiufeng twisted the envelope, and when he was sure that it was okay, he opened it and took it out to read.

There were two large sheets of paper, densely packed with many words. The font is beautiful and upright, and the brushstrokes are feminine, obviously from the hands of women.

Liang Qiufeng had seen Yang Shuanglan's handwriting, and at a glance, he decided that it was not a fake.

Because of "Yongzi Eight Swords", he has an extraordinary sense of cognition of the style of writing and is very recognizable to the handwriting.

Then he shook his head and smiled: As Zhenyuan Commercial Bank, it is estimated that he will not use such indiscriminate means to plot against himself.

Looking at the hand salute, I couldn't help but be stunned.

It turned out that this was not a letter, but an intelligence material, which recorded in great detail the situation of dozens of outstanding young martial artists in the Junxiu Competition, including their origins and martial arts routines, etc., which were very specific.

No wonder so many words are written.

It should be that Yang Shuanglan had already done this homework, but she was temporarily bumped into by her second uncle and reprimanded back, so she didn't have a chance to hand it over to Liang Qiufeng, so she had to look for an opportunity and order the dwarf to send it.

In Zhenyuan Commercial Bank, Yang Shuanglan has been in business for a long time, and naturally has some henchmen.

It's hard for her......

Liang Qiufeng sighed slightly.

It is undeniable that Yang Shuanglan is asking for him, and he also used some calculations in the process. But in the final analysis, it is all an expression of longing for freedom, and there is nothing excessive.

Such a helpless woman really couldn't ask for more.

The fat man couldn't take a peek, so he couldn't help but glance at it curiously, and then quickly straightened his position, looking at his nose and nose.

Liang Qiufeng laughed: "It's not a love letter, don't think crooked." ”

Zhang Jiangshan coughed dryly, and suddenly asked: "Qiu Feng, do you really want to meddle in Miss Yang San's affairs?" I'm afraid that it will not be easy to handle, Zhenyuan Commercial Bank has a huge power, and will not allow you to mess around." ”

"I know, I have a headache. ”

The fat man sighed faintly: "The hero is sad to be a beauty...... But Qiu Feng, you have to pay attention, there is a young man on the mountain. ”

Liang Qiufeng pouted: "Where do you want to go...... I think that even if there is no Yang Shuanglan, then Mo Xiongyu will attack me. In this case, it is better to do it together, and you can still settle your favor. ”

Zhang Jiangshan thought so, but he didn't understand what Liang Qiufeng was going to do, and where the gap in strength between them was. However, Liang Qiufeng has always been accustomed to staging a comeback, and the fat man has already calmed down and doesn't think much about it.

Liang Qiufeng looked at the information carefully, and swept it down line by line, but in half an hour, he was already familiar with it.

These things are not very mysterious and secretive, but if you have the heart to understand them, you will probably be able to understand them. After all, there are many opinions in the market, and there is a lot of heated discussion.

However, Liang Qiufeng and the others had not been in Huaizuo Mansion for a long time, and they were not ready for the competition, so they did not work hard in this regard.

Moreover, what Yang Shuanglan recorded, after induction, is more detailed and true.

The so-called "knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent and winning all battles" shows that intelligence is an important surname -- of course, this refers to the fact that when the strength of the two sides is about the same, the role of the surname is even greater, and if there is a huge disparity, no matter how well you study it, it will be useless at all.

This year's Huaizuo Mansion Junxiu Competition, but not many new talents have emerged. Back and forth, there are also those old faces, such as the three sons of Huaizuo Mansion, the top ten rookies of Huaizuo Sect, etc.

It's called Rookie, but it's actually called three or five years ago.

But they became famous early, and their youth was full of fame, and after a few years, they were still in their prime.

Liang Qiufeng had heard of these characters in the past, but he didn't know much about them, but now looking at the introduction of the information, he feels completely different.

The information displayed by Yang Shuanglan is quite specific to the surname, that is, the more top-notch thirty or so people were selected and interpreted separately, while most of the remaining people were ignored.

Because she felt that with the strength of Liang Qiufeng's cultivation, she had a great grasp of those people's words, and she didn't need to know the details.

After all, there are so many people, if they all do the bottom of it, it is not an easy job, and they will not be able to do it for a while.

After reading it, Liang Qiufeng rubbed his hand and rubbed it, and the paper turned into pieces.

At this time, the shouts on the sidelines rose and fell like a wave, and they never stopped. But it was bursting, louder and louder, deafening.

There are more and more martial arts players who enter the arena and sit down, seven, seven, eight, eight, eight, almost all of them are full, and the last ones to come in are the ones with the highest strength and quite self-conscious status.

They look down on the shallow behavior of being the first to sit and steal the limelight, but they want to be the finale to show their true ability.

In the VIP seats, clusters of people also arrived. They are all characters with heads and faces from all sides, seeing each other, greeting each other, and looking harmonious.

It's just that there are a few empty chairs in the center, apparently reserved for people of high status. If nothing else, it should be the throne of the martial king.

Of course, as a martial king, he is very important, and he will not be taken lightly when he is idle. Even if you watch the final of this handsome competition, you probably won't show up on the first day, but will not come until the wonderful moment of the final victory over the top three.

"Let's go!"

Liang Qiufeng said and walked towards his seat.

In his position, a lot of eyes had already gathered, and he was waiting curiously to see what the person who had entered the Baishou Secret Realm looked like.

As soon as Liang Qiufeng's figure appeared, it attracted a burst of enthusiastic shouts.

Coincidentally, on the other side, Su Xingping, one of the three sons of Huaizuo Mansion, was sitting with a golden fan in his hand, thinking that the shouts from all over the sky were coming at him, but after listening carefully, he felt that something was wrong, and when he looked up and saw Liang Qiufeng where Shi Shiran was sitting, he couldn't help but change his complexion:

"Damn ......"