After entering the carriage, Yu Taiping was about to take his hand. Yu Canghai grabbed it and said with a smile: "Sister Huang is so beautiful today, I should have asked you to sleep in a room with me yesterday, it's a pity." ”

"Not serious." Yu Taiping was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment before he understood, and suddenly blushed. If they slept in one room, then she wouldn't have seen it all when she bathed and changed clothes today, Yu Canghai was teasing her. Seeing Yu Taiping's expression, Yu Canghai laughed, he lay down without any image, and put his head on Yu Taiping's thigh, with an expression of enjoyment.

At this time, the central square of Dingyuan City was already crowded with people, and there were as many as 5,000 sergeants on duty alone, and it was estimated that there were more than 300,000 people. There was no room in the square at all, but there were still countless people squeezing inside. The restaurants around the square are full, and many people are sitting together at the same table. They talked a lot, but the topics they talked about were all about the martial arts society.

A round-faced martial artist said: "This martial arts meeting, although the two counties of Pingdong and Zhengdong did not have too many people to participate because of chaos. , the specifications are still very high, the rewards are drooling, and the masters are even more dizzying, which is eye-opening. ”

When a person at the adjacent table heard this, he took over the topic: "Brother Tai, I don't agree with this, Pingdong and Zhengdong counties are not absent." It can only be said that they did not hold martial arts meetings in their own counties. Because after the war began, at least seventy percent of the forces in these two counties ran to Zhendong County, and the state finals were worthy of the name. ”

Someone else answered: "That's true, this time is different from previous years. Yuanjing ordered all princes, princes, nobles, officials, clans, families, tribes, and large and small organizations to participate. As soon as these forces come, there will not be one civilian martial artist who can rank in the martial arts society. In this final, there are a total of thirty warriors in the three stages, only one is a civilian, and the others are all born with origins. ”

There is still half an hour before the start of the martial arts meeting, but in the corner of the central square, it is very lively.

"Bet, bet. Yinghao Casino sits in the bank, reputation first. ”

"The Sun and Moon Chamber of Commerce's betting markets are settled in every game. Everyone buys and leaves. ”

"I'll come, I'll press a thousand taels, and the worship of Prince Jing's Mansion will win the first place in the Great Martial Master."

"What are the odds of Martial Master Wan Yingjie, and what are the odds? Nonsense, of course the first, one to ten? Okay, I'll press five hundred taels, and I'll bet on him to be the first martial artist. The martial arts group is just a civilian warrior and does not support who he supports. ”

"I also bet on Wan Yingjie, I bet on him to be in the top five."

In the center of the square, there is a metal pillar 50 meters high and no more than 5 meters wide, which is the competition platform for the state finals.

The rules of the competition are also very simple, you can't use weapons, it's just fist and foot fighting. Those who fall off the competition platform, or take the initiative to admit defeat, or lose the ability to fight, or die, will lose, and vice versa. Because the fists and feet have no eyes and cannot be guaranteed, the martial arts will allow death.

The range of the tournament platform is only five meters, which is a distance that a warrior can reach within reach. Such a small range is to let them see the effort between the square inches. This eliminates all the possibility of shortcuts, and at such a distance, the fight will be very fast, and everyone will explode with all their might. A joust often results in dozens of breaths.

It is fifty meters higher than the martial arts platform, and it is also an environmental test for the warriors. People tend to panic in high places, and fifty meters is for warriors, especially samurai and martial artists, and they will be injured if they fall.

Of course, the 50-meter-high is mainly to take care of the onlookers. The warriors have good eyesight, and fifty meters tall is enough to see clearly from a thousand meters away. Otherwise, in a martial arts competition on flat ground, no matter how many people are around, there will be hundreds of people who can be seen. There are now hundreds of thousands of people in this square, and if they are not allowed to see it, there will be no chaos.

Two hundred meters north of the tournament platform, there is a fifty-meter-high attic, which is divided into five floors, where dignitaries and judges will watch. The martial artists who participated in the finals of the martial arts tournament are also here. They went into the attic early and rested and waited on the second floor.

Wan Yingjie was concentrating in his lounge at this time, closing his eyes and recuperating. He has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a handsome face. Even when he sits, he is upright and puts his hands on his knees. There was a sharp aura in his body, like a sword overflowing with cold light.

He knew very well in his heart that there were many civilians supporting him, and that support had turned into his motivation. As the only civilian martial artist in the state finals, he will receive countless invitations after the competition, regardless of his grades. Not before, because after the martial arts meeting began, his itinerary was arranged, and contact with outsiders was forbidden.

"Knock knock." Just then, there was a knock on the door. Wan Yingjie opened his eyes and opened the door. He knew someone who came, and he was also a member of the martial arts group, his opponent, and a woman, called Yi Caixuan.

"What are you going to do?" Wan Yingjie frowned slightly, he and the other people who participated in the finals were separated by identity and status, and there was a natural estrangement between each other, and they were not familiar with each other. At this time, the game was about to start, and Yi Caixuan came to visit, which made him very puzzled.

Yi Caixuan's face is obviously from Dingzhou, and it is as pure as a landscape. She does not have the delicacy and flamboyance of the women of the Zhili Prefecture and Chizhou of the Yu Dynasty. is like a big sister in the family, although it is not beautiful, but it is kind and natural. Hearing Wan Yingjie's words, Yi Caixuan smiled and said, "Don't you invite me in to sit down?" ”

Wan Yingjie said without hesitation: "It's not very convenient." ”

Yi Caixuan's smile remained unchanged, and she said, "Who did you draw in the competition?" ”

Wan Yingjie was expressionless: "I didn't draw you." ”

Yi Caixuan was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "I have seen your previous martial arts competitions, your kung fu is very good, and there are obvious traces of being on the battlefield." Every move and style has a taste of being tempered, who taught you kung fu? ”

It is not polite to ask people directly about martial arts. But Yi Caixuan is undisguised, and it is precisely because she does not beat around the bush, but has a fair and honest taste, which makes people feel good.

Wan Yingjie hesitated for a moment and said, "Kung Fu is a family tradition. During the Battle of Dingzhou, he helped the army do some things, and the masters in the army taught two tricks. In the midst of the war, I collected some martial arts methods, which I created by myself. ”

Yi Caixuan suddenly sighed: "The battlefield is the birthplace of martial arts, and it is also the fastest place to practice martial arts. Anyone who survives the battlefield can achieve something, and this is the unchanging truth. No matter how good the teacher is, no matter how good the teacher is, he has never been on the battlefield, and he can't practice kung fu to the extreme. I haven't been on it, and I feel like I can't beat you, so I'm going to ask. ”

Wan Yingjie grinned and said, "The girl is humble." ”

Yi Caixuan waved her hand and said, "There is no humility, I don't have your strength, it is sharp and murderous." My realm and combat skills may be stronger than yours, which is also the reason for the inheritance. But if you want to fight, if you don't have a kind of spirit in your body, you won't be your opponent. If a martial artist wants to reach the transcendent realm, he needs this spiritual power. ”

Wan Yingjie shook his head: "Extraordinary, there can't be one out of a hundred thousand martial artists, it's too far away." ”

Yi Caixuan said again: "Actually, I'm here to be a lobbyist, I'm from King Jing's Mansion, after the competition, if Brother Wan is willing, I can recommend you to the prince." ”

"King Jing's Mansion." Wan Yingjie was stunned, he pondered for a moment, and was about to speak, when he heard a huge shout outside.

"Shenwu Hou is here."

"Lord Thorn is here, too."

"Who is in the carriage, Shenwu Hou is riding a horse, who dares to sit in the carriage."

Wan Yingjie's expression was straight, and he didn't care about Yi Caixuan, he walked quickly to the edge railing of the attic, and saw that the crowd in the square automatically separated into a road. More than a thousand knights in bright armor opened the way, escorting a group of dignitaries and nobles towards the attic. Wan Yingjie saw Shenwu Hou, saw many officials, and also saw the luxurious and exquisite carriage in the center of the team.

"Stride, stomp." Wan Yingjie's ears trembled, and he could hear dense footsteps behind him, and he knew that they were all downstairs, and it was the people from the upper floor of the attic who went down to greet him.

Yi Caixuan walked over quickly, pulled Wan Yingjie's sleeve and pulled it back. She said eagerly: "Don't stand here, it's extremely rude to look down on adults from a high position, and you will be in big trouble when you are seen." ”