(There will be a small wave of climaxes in the future, a fighting tournament)

Tong Yu walked into the courtyard, the courtyard was very spacious, more than 500 square meters, Tong Yu was also a little surprised, and then looked at the courtyard, one by one **** strong men were fighting in pairs, and no one paid attention to Tong Yu,

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"Ha..." A girl's loud shout immediately attracted Tong Yu, turned around to look over, Tong Yu saw that in the crowd, there was a girl of the same grade as herself, wearing a big black linen pants, a tight long sleeve on her upper body, a black belt wrapped around her waist, tied in a ponytail, and kicked the sandbag violently, Tong Yu looked at the sandbag as if it was about to be kicked out, and the iron chain around the sandbag made a gurgling sound.

Tong Yu looked at the girl carefully, melon seed face, a pair of big eyes, very charming, and quite a good figure, her eyes couldn't help but slide down the girl's chest, and then looked at her palms, thinking: It's just right not big.

However, looking at the girl's expression of abusing the sandbag, Tong Yu didn't dare to think too much about the mosaic in his mind, and thought: The girl is getting stronger and stronger now!

"What are you doing?" The girl saw Tong Yu staring at herself in a daze, and shouted, and Tong Yu's thoughts were also pulled back to reality.

"I'm here to apply for a job as a dart apprentice" Tong Yu showed a clean smile, the girl looked at Tong Yu in front of her, with red hair, black pants, some bone clothes wrapped around her waist, a tight long sleeve on her upper body, and a short vest of animal skin.

The girl looked at Tong Yu, although she couldn't see Tong Yu's body through her clothes, she could vaguely see the clothes supported by Tong Yu's muscles, the girl seemed to be a little surprised, and thought: Could it be that he still can't practice physical skills.

The girl is the daughter of the boss of this Hong family dart bureau, the boss is called Hong Xiong, the level of the royal spirit, and she has been busy with some activities recently, and the martial arts hall is temporarily handed over to a housekeeper and her daughter, and Hong Jiawen will take care of it.

"Come with me" Hong Jiawen wiped the sweat on her face with a towel, looked at Tong Yu, and thought: With such fine skin and tender meat, come to be a dart apprentice? It seems that the son of the family is having fun, Hong Jiawen took Tong Yu into a wooden house.

"Is it a spiritual cultivator?" Hong Jiawen looked at Tong Yu's body.

"Yes," Tong Yu nodded

"Two Soul Protectors?" Hong Jiawen asked tentatively.

"Higher," Tong Yu smiled.

"Age" Hong Jiawen registered in the notebook

"Fifteen" When Tong Yu finished speaking, Hong Jiawen looked up at Tong Yu again, two years younger than herself, but unfortunately the level of spiritual cultivation was not high.

"That's okay, I'll tell you first, I have fifty copper plates a month, and you work around four o'clock every night, which is very hard, cleaning, cleaning some weapons, and sorting out the equipment for everyone's spiritual cultivation.

If you need to follow the darts, ordinary darts will give you fifty copper plates at a time, and the long distance is generally eighty copper plates, and a few silver coins a month is not a problem" Hong Jiawen looked at Tong Yu's eyes after speaking, and found that Tong Yu's eyes were actually golden, which was very natural, Hong Jiawen felt very peculiar.

"Yes" Tong Yu nodded, feeling that he could bear it

"That's okay, let's start now," Hong Jiawen pointed to a bunch of hundred-pound barbells that a few strong men had just finished exercising.

"No wonder it is restricted to spiritual cultivators, it turns out that these cultivation equipment can only be moved by spiritual cultivators" Tong Yu muttered in his heart, walked to the yard and moved a bunch of equipment, and suddenly felt that these equipment were so regular, when he usually exercised, he was holding rocks, and here, there were all kinds of exercise equipment.

"Miss..." At this time, an old man hurriedly came in from outside, wrapped in gray clothes, with black and white hair, neat hair crown, and a thin figure, but his face was excited, and he shouted when he entered the door.

"Steward Yang, this is..." Hong Jiawen saw the old man's happy expression on his face, and asked puzzled.

"Coming, coming... The people from the Wang family are here・・・・・ the old man pointed outside, and at this time, a family member came in from outside and made a gesture to Hong Jiawen.

"Miss Hong, my young master asked me to say, I'm sorry, due to physical discomfort, I can't come to help and help the Hong family participate in this fighting match, I hope Miss Hong will forgive me" After Jia Ding finished speaking, he didn't wait for Hong Jiawen to reply, and turned to leave.

"This ・・・・・" The cheerful old man who had just come in looked lost in an instant, with some frustration between his eyebrows, and he didn't seem to know what to say.

"It's okay, Steward Yang, let him go, I refused some of his requests before, he is so reasonable" Hong Jiawen finished speaking, but with a sad face, she turned around and entered the wooden house.

"Alas, it's really hard for this kid," the old man said, turning around and leaving the courtyard.

"Didn't anyone look at me? Since I was reborn, when I returned to this city, how can I not feel a sense of existence" Tong Yu watched a group of people go in and out, no one glanced at him, laughed at himself, and after listening to their conversation, Tong Yu probably understood a little, most of them participated in this fighting match.

This competition in Yaoyang City is also a time to show the strength of the major forces, so everyone is working hard to participate in this competition, and the big factions are not participating, which can be regarded as a competition between some forces in Yaoyang City.

Moreover, it doesn't mean that you can participate in a random group of five people, there are only dozens of martial arts halls, gangs, and families in total who are qualified for this competition, and only they can bring their teams to participate.

Every year, some forces will invite some masters below the spirit master from some sects to participate, but most of the masters are cultivated by some families and forces, and when it comes to the competition, they will represent their own families to compete.

The Hong family dart bureau, a few years ago, it was also a big dart game, since the Zhang family began to start the dart game a few years ago, there is the support of the Bei family behind it, and it can be regarded as a bit of a blow to their business.

However, the current business can barely survive, so this year, the Hong family plans to invite some masters to participate in this fighting competition, as long as they can win once, many businesses will still pay attention to them, and the darts and martial arts hall rely on strength, and the strength is strong, and they will have a lot of customers and make more money.

"Who's that..." Hong Jiawen shouted at Tong Yu, who was sorting out the exercise equipment in the yard.

"Me?" Tong Yu glanced at Hong Jiawen, who was walking in his direction, and asked.

"Anyone else?" Hong Jiawen said angrily.

"You go out with me, I'm going to visit a spiritual cultivator, and you'll be able to help me carry something later," Hong Jiawen said as she walked outside.

"Something? Does this count out darts? Is there money counted? Tong Yu's eyes were full of money at the moment.

"Uh・・・・・ have you fallen into the eyes of money?" Hong Jiawen said helplessly.

"The money eye is so small, I'm so big, I can't fall in..." Tong Yu said with a serious face.

Hong Jiawen glanced at Tong Yu, didn't know what to say, patted the dust on her body, seemed to be too lazy to change her clothes, and walked out of the door directly.

Hong Jiawen took Tong Yu through the streets and alleys, Tong Yu thought it was just to lift something, but as a result, he was holding eight big boxes, all of which covered the top of his head.

"I said Miss Hong, why don't you take the carriage with so many things" Tong Yu didn't feel the weight of the things, so much so that he blocked his vision, and he really couldn't see the road ahead, and he was cautious all the way when he walked, and asked a little uncomfortable.

"It'll be there in a while, the carriage is too troublesome," Hong Jiawen said and walked towards an alley.

"... Tong Yu was speechless at this moment, and followed Hong Jiawen into the alley.

In the alley, a road paved with bluestone is clean and tidy, about five meters wide, with brown and yellow walls on both sides, a few green flowers and plants growing under the corners, and a few butterflies circling around the flowers and plants.

Walking next to a pair of stone carved rich lions, Hong Jiawen stopped, Tong Yu looked up, the afternoon sun shone softly and lightly on the colored glazed tiles, the vermilion gate was slightly open, and the plaque was engraved with "Wangfu"

(Passerby A: When is there a wave of small climaxes, author: This has already begun, and the climax is about to begin)

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