Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Three Kingdoms Contest (I)

Even if the border is in flames for two days, the atmosphere of the Spring Festival in Nanshan Mansion is still strong. The people who have suffered a lot have long been accustomed to all kinds of suffering, and it is not good to enjoy them all year round, and what hope does a person have for a lifetime. Even if it is a joy in the midst of suffering, it is necessary to have a good Spring Festival.

The hot topic of the Three Kingdoms competition has added countless topics to this Spring Festival, regardless of men, women and children, every street and alley is discussing tomorrow's competition.

The man was asking his brother. "Brother Zhang, who did you buy and won? I bought ten taels of gold from Murong Gongzi. It's my brother who told you that Murong Gongzi has cultivated to the peak of the martial arts and may break through to the martial artist realm at any time. In addition to his spider, I heard that it can now emit four kinds of divine light, and you say that if he doesn't win, whoever wins! Listen to my right, hurry up and buy it, you can't bet after three o'clock in the afternoon. ”

Women are also asking their sisters. "Sister Li, you see that Xu Gongzi of Yue Kingdom is so handsome, how about we go buy him and win?"

In the crowd, Wang Jifei, disguised as a cold man in black, walked in a car, slowly shuttling through the lively streets. Ten days of semi-closed training has made my brain a little rigid, and it is not bad to listen to the gossip in the crowd. I just listened to it for a long time, and when everyone discussed the competition, they didn't mention their names, so I couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

It seems that the top seeds of Murong Wuji and Yue Guo are still the highest hopes of winning the championship, and Qian Jun, the top seed of Dongwu Kingdom, is not very optimistic.

Unconsciously, Wang Jifei came to the rice shop where he bought rice that day, and saw the shop where General Tie locked the door, Wang Jifei shook his head, the rice shop was closed, I don't know what will happen to the mother and son, maybe they are still alive...

The closed wooden door bears indescribable black handprints, the anger of the poor who cannot afford to buy rice in their despair. Among the black pressed handprints, a few small faint handprints that were only half a human tall were so eye-catching. Wang Jifei seemed to be able to see a few beggar-like villains half-kneeling outside the door of the rice shop, and his small black hands slapped the wooden door one after another, leaving shallow handprints.

At this time, the pressure on him from the dim little handprint was greater than that of the Eagle King's giant claws, and the indescribable resentment filled his chest, and as long as there was a little spark, Wang Jifei's entire chest would explode......

During the game, all the people of the Eastern Wu Kingdom present exploded instantly, and the ten warriors of the Yue Kingdom appeared in an extremely arrogant manner, they were wearing shabby samurai uniforms transformed from the military uniforms of the Eastern Wu Kingdom to the competition field. The word "Wu" on the military uniform was arbitrarily covered by the upper half, leaving only half of the black and black word "Tian", and the holes pierced by the sword on the military uniform and the black-red blood stains were even more dazzling.

Wang Jifei's ears instantly exploded with countless sounds of "kill them", stones, melons, fruits, and rotten eggs instantly rose to the sky, and flew towards the warriors of the Yue Kingdom.

"Bold, are you greeting the envoys of neighboring countries in this way? The people of Dongwu are just vulgar, and today is considered to be insightful. Haha..."The person who took the lead flew with his sleeves, puffed up a gust of wind to sweep away the flying debris, and quickly came to a row of seats on the left side of the ring, and loudly questioned the Dongwu officials present.

Under the excitement of the crowd, the officials of Eastern Wu could not appease the angry people, until Jiang Wushu's blue water dragon sparrow appeared in the sky above the martial arts arena, and between the flapping of wings, countless violent winds rolled up, and everyone hid their faces to avoid it. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the place where the most debris on the ground was the rest area of the Yue Guo group.

The contest of the Three Kingdoms began in this chaotic scene, and the scene of anger at the beginning foreshadowed the intensity of this contest.

The draw was quickly drawn, and Wang Jifei really drew the group against Shangyueguo. Looking at the wooden sign with the word "Yue Er" written in his hand, Wang Jifei recalled the information of his opponent in his heart.

Fang Jingxue, a native of Beigu in the Yue Kingdom, was twenty-two years old, and had already reached the late stage of the samurai a year ago, and was good at using a seven-foot-long Blazing Star Spear. This gun is made of blazing star iron emitted by volcanic eruptions, which is very suitable for Fang Jingxue's first-class fire attribute martial arts Tianyang one-word gun.

While Wang Jifei secretly looked at the tall man opposite him with a horizontal scar between his eyebrows, Fang Jingxue was also observing him, and after the eyes of the two collided fiercely in the air, they invariably threw themselves into the competition in the arena.

The first start of the competition is a friendly competition between Lu and Soochow, the two sides come and go, the fight is very lively, the action is stretched, the movement is fluttering, suddenly like a dragon into the sea, and like an eagle soaring for nine days. These low-ranking players all tried their best, showing their high-end skills and good martial arts literacy, and everyone had to lay down their weapons when they were sweating and exhausted. The opponent is also very generous, once the opponent admits defeat, he will decisively stop the attack, and let the opponent leave the field first.

When the Eastern Wu Kingdom temporarily fell behind with a score of 2-3, the warriors of the Lu Kingdom ushered in the first competition against the warriors of the Yue Kingdom. The first match was the highlight, with Lu Guo playing the second seed Liu Renyuan and Yue Guo playing the third-ranked Feng Zitao.

Both of them are masters who have just entered the peak of the fate, and the information in Wang Jifei's hand shows that there are no less than 100 souls under the two of them.

Lu and Yue are also feuding, as soon as the two come up, they will murderously summon their respective natal beasts, divided into two groups and fought, the scene of the fight and the warm water game between Lu and Dongwu are completely different things.

Fists and knives and flesh, beckoning to see blood, and the natal beasts are also fighting between the skins and flesh, roaring and shaking the sky. The battle on the field was fierce, and the audience was even more lively. Whenever Liu Rentao pressed Feng Zitao to fight, the sound of cheers and cheers came and went, and all the people of Dongwu were eager to rush up and step on the hateful Feng Zitao's feet.

Once Feng Zitao has the upper hand, it will be repaid, and all kinds of shouts and scolding will sound one after another, it is really difficult for Feng Zitao's ancestors for the eighteenth generation. Fortunately, everyone is quite restrained, and they know that they can't throw things up during the game, otherwise this Feng Zitao will definitely not be able to hold out for three moves, and he will be stoned to death by hidden weapons such as stone shoes.

Feng Zitao may be determined, but in the face of the anger and scolding of thousands of people, his heart is still not hard enough and not stable enough.

His heart was in turmoil, so he died. When the two were evenly matched, there was a trace of hesitation and struggle in his eyes. The master has made a move, but this hesitation and struggle are enough to be fatal.

When the sharply stabbed Feng Zitao's left chest with the sword of the seriously injured Liu Renyuan, all the people of Eastern Wu present stood up, screaming and beating frantically with tears in their eyes. This is a victory, even if it is a victory for the allies against the Yue country, but this is enough, as long as the damned Yue people lose, I just want to cheer, I just want to dance......

The contest continued under the gaze of Feng Zitao's ghost, and the second and third contests between Lu and Yue had won and lost each other, the smell of blood on the contest became stronger and stronger, and the shouts of the people of the Eastern Wu Kingdom became more and more intense.

When Murong Wuji, who was dressed in white like snow, came on the stage, countless people stood up in his polite gesture and shouted in unison, "Murong Gongzi, Murong Gongzi ......"

Murong Wuji's opponent is not the top seed of Yue Guo, but the second seed Black Wolf. The black wolf has no name and no surname, and grew up in the barren mountains as a child, and was later adopted by an alien and given his skills. But the black wolf has a tyrannical personality, and he is vicious and vicious, and he will hurt people's lives at every turn. Later, Yiren really couldn't stand it, and he couldn't bear to take his life, so he had to abolish his cultivation and leave on his own.

But who would have thought that after the black wolf fled into the mountains alone, he actually awakened the natal beast Black Hell Demon Wolf, not only did his cultivation improve by leaps and bounds, but his personality became more cruel and terrifying, and it was said that he had to drink fresh human blood every day.