"Hello seniors, my name is Qin Lan, and I am here to register for the martial arts competition. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Yan Wuwu said politely.

Commander Jiang looked at the little boy in front of him with some surprise, he looked like he was about five years old, although he was still young, he was very beautiful, and his expression was slightly dazed and cramped.

"Children, this martial arts competition is not a joke, and it is common to kill people by mistake, are you sure you want to participate?" Commander Jiang kindly reminded.

"Senior, don't worry, kid understands." Faced with Commander Jiang's kind reminder, Yan Wuwu immediately assured.

"Okay, my name is Jiang Che, you can press the stone next to you, and by the way, just make a handprint on the paper." Commander Jiang handed a form to Tang Wulin and introduced himself.

Yan Wuwu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, peeked at the girl in the crowd, respectfully walked to the stone according to Jiang Che's instructions, stretched out his hands and pressed it.

"Huh." He looked up and down at the big stone that didn't move, and said secretly: I wipe it, others press it and it glows, why don't I react when I press it.

At this time, the eyes of the crowd were also attracted to it, watching Yan Wuwu turn their heads and ears.

"Little brat, that's the spirit stone for testing cultivation, if it's not lit, it means that you haven't cultivated, go home and breastfeed, hahaha."

"Child, there is no hair, and I still learn to recruit relatives from adults, go home and let your son come, haha."

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The constant taunting sound from the crowd made Yan Wuwu feel aggrieved for a while, withdrew his palm, pinched his waist and pointed at one of them, and said angrily: "What kind of thing are you, Lao Tzu will blow you up in minutes!" ”

"Don't make any noise, get out of the noise again!"

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Commander Jiang frowned and said angrily.

People were still more afraid of Jiang Che, so they stopped talking and continued to watch the battle in the ring, and the person who had just quarreled with him also pursed their lips and stopped talking.

Yan Wuwu helplessly spread his hands, walked to the other side and began to fill out the form, pressing his fingerprint.

Watching Yan Wuwu fill out the form, Commander Jiang couldn't help but read it out, "Qin Lan, six years old, a child of the Qin family in Eight Banners City, hey, you are also nine from Eight Banners City?" ”

Yan Wuwu nodded.

Jiang Che smiled and said: "I am also from Eight Banners City, but you are so small, you can't hold it anymore, give me a look, and I will save you." ”

Hearing this, Yan Wuwu had a great impression of this Jiang commander, scratched his head, and said, "Thank you senior!" ”

Jiang Che nodded, stamped a seal on Yan Wuwu's form, and said, "Go and line up over there, you must be careful."

"Thank you, senior." Yan Wuwu thanked him heartily, turned around and walked to the back of the long line.

A Qinzhou City guard beside Jiang Che pursed his lips and said, "Commander, isn't it just a little kid, do you need to say so much?"

Jiang Che glared at him: People are young, and they are not afraid of everyone at all, when you are as old as him, you are still playing with mud.

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Although there were many people in the queue in the competition, the speed of getting on and off the stage in the ring was not slow, and after a while, Yan Wuwu walked behind the last person in line and stood quietly.

"Rain Poison Palm—"

"Golden Mountain Fist—"

"Hey! Ha! Hah! ”

Compared with the fierce battle in the ring, Yan Wuwu still preferred to close his eyes and recuperate, playing with the pendant in his hand, and frowned in confusion.

Before returning to Yan Wuwu to sign up, Mu Zhixi found him and hoped that he could help her get the Blue Silver Ding.

At the beginning, of course Yan Wuwu refused, if he wanted to get Lan Yinding, he would definitely become the leader of the competition first, such a troublesome thing, of course Yan Wuwu would not do.

Mu Zhixi solemnly handed over this pendant to him, and promised that this pendant was very powerful, and the various magical uses of the pendant finally touched his heart.

However, he is not stupid, in order to prevent him from getting the blue silver tripod and not leaving, he specially used a fake name, just in case.

Of course, the name was also taken casually, but it was the name of a sergeant in Cangyun at the beginning, and Bafang City did have such a family to prevent the people of Qinzhou City from finding the handle.

"Forgive this chick and don't dare to lie to me, go back and check the use of this pendant."

Closing his eyes, closing his eyes and recuperating, Yan Wuwu also went through the matter in his heart, and his lips unconsciously turned upwards with a confident arc.

"Ahem, here is Qin Lan of Bafang City vs. Ji Ming of Platform City, get ready, let's start quickly." A referee from Qinzhou City on the stage cleared his throat and said.

Hearing his name, Yoshiaki of Platform City leapt up from the crowd and landed in the ring, his eyes full of triumph, as if he had won everyone.

Yan Wuwu, who looked at Ji Ming, pouted, this girl really regarded herself as twenty-five or eighty-thousand. Thinking about it, he walked out of the line and went to the ring.

Because of his height, Yan Wuwu needs to bypass the crowd and climb up from the corner of the ring, compared with other people's light skills, Yan Wuwu's actions at this time seem extremely funny.

Ji Ming in the ring is about 1.8 meters tall, much taller than him, looks about 20 years old, broad shoulders, looks a little resolute, and his long hair is scattered behind his back, hanging down to his waist. His hair wasn't curly, it hung straight there.

"Boy, don't mess around because you're young, fighting in the ring is not a game."

Although Ji Ming's voice was indifferent, it was also a good persuasion, and Yan Wuwu simply responded, and he was ready to fight.

The referee looked at the two of them, and he was also amazed in his heart: This world hero is a young man.

"I won't say much about the rules, remember, until the point is reached, you are not allowed to make a move after surrendering, otherwise you will bear the consequences, and when you are ready, let's start."

As the referee's voice came into his ears, Ji Ming took out a pair of fist gloves, black and shiny, with a few drops of blood on them, obviously having just experienced a fight.

"In that case, don't talk nonsense, come on, I don't know how thick the sky is."

Looking at Yan Wuwu's appearance, Ji Ming no longer persuaded him, and when he would make a move, he would just fly out of the ring.

Hearing the sound, Yan Wuwu was not pretentious, clapped his palms, stepped on the ground with his right foot, and attacked Ji Ming.

Ji Ming looked at the attacking Yan Wuwu, his right fist suddenly raised, accompanied by a forward rush, and went straight to Yan Wuwu.

His movements are very simple, there are no fancy, he just wants to simply knock Yan Wuwu out of the ring, after all, he is a child.

But Yan Wuwu's face changed, because the momentum of the opponent's punch had reached its peak in an instant under the effect of strength and speed, but it was a little weaker, obviously afraid of hurting himself.

Yan Wuwu glanced at Ji Ming, and said in his heart: This person is not bad, much better than those people below, I better start lightly.

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