Guo Song returned to the big tree and sat down, and the competition on the gossip platform had begun.

Several young Taoist priests whispered beside them, "It is also said that it is arbitrarily drawn and matched, it is clearly deliberately arranged, and it is really hypocritical to shout fairness, but in fact it is biased towards yourself!" ”

Guo Song also discovered the hypocrisy they said, almost all the competitions were Zixiao Taoist priests against Ye Dao, which was indeed deliberately arranged, not at all as the rules said, and the opponent was arranged by drawing lots at will.

It seems that his opponent has already been arranged, so who will it be? Guo Song had a strong intuition in his heart, afraid that his opponent would be an old acquaintance.

The fight on the gossip platform was very fierce, and shouts were heard from time to time, and the people wearing black Taoist robes were all Zixiao Dao children, most of them were fifteen or sixteen years old, and their swordsmanship was fierce, and their bodies were like a shock.

They are already superior in qualifications, and they have famous teachers to teach martial arts, so they don't have to worry about food and clothing, and they have a lot of time to learn martial arts every day.

On the contrary, the young wild Taoists have to survive first, most of the chores in the Taoist temple are taken care of by them, and they only have a little leisure time to practice martial arts every day, plus there is no famous teacher to guide them, so there are naturally mediocre people.

Manifested on the competition platform, the eight Zixiao Taoist priests all had the advantage, and in just a moment, the eight young wild Taoist priests all jumped out of the circle and admitted defeat.

This is also what the master taught them, if it doesn't work, they should quickly admit defeat, so as not to be hurt by the ruthless Zixiao Daoist.

One of them, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy who couldn't resist it, abandoned his sword and retreated, but his movements were a little slower, and he was pierced in the thigh by his opponent's sword, he screamed miserably, fell to the ground, and blood flowed from his thigh.

Several fellow senior brothers hurriedly rushed to the rescue, all of them glared at his opponent, his junior brother had obviously abandoned the sword, why did he still poison him?

The opponent was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old Xuanhu Palace Taoist priest, he had no shame on his face, proudly put away his sword, and went down triumphantly, causing the Zixiao Daoist to cheer, but there was a boo on the other side.

At this time, Wu Miaozhen, one of the referees, walked up to the stage, coughed twice and said: "Wei Qingping didn't mean to hurt anyone, but he couldn't put away his sword in time, which led to accidental injury, Xuanhu Palace apologized for this, the game continued, and now I invite the second round of martial arts to the stage." ”

Wu Miaozhen said a few words without being salty, and the game continued, and what happened just now was just a small episode, and it was gently taken over.

But when Wu Miaozhen said the name, Guo Song suddenly remembered that Wei Qingping should be Wei Ping back then, the blessing child of the Jingzhao Wei family, who was selected by the Xuanhu Palace by virtue of the family's money.

His appearance has changed a lot, he didn't even recognize it, although he was a little proud, he was more polite, and he didn't bully the weak easily, but he didn't expect to stay in the Xuanhu Palace for six years, and he also became an arrogant and domineering bastard.

The martial arts competition continued, and like the first round, the sixteen Taoist priests who came to the stage were also eight Zixiao against eight Yedao, and it was too obvious that there was a boo below.

But as the fight on the stage gradually became more intense, the boos below gradually stopped.

Although this kind of behavior of stealing the rules is despicable, after all, there are no fundamental rules, and you still have to rely on your own ability to compete, and your own martial arts are not good, so it is no wonder that others.

The second round of the competition ended in less than a stick of incense, and all eight wild Daoists were eliminated, and the Zixiao Daoists restrained a little, and there was no bloodshed in the second round.

Here's the third round.......

The game went very fast, seven rounds passed in the blink of an eye, and among the fifty-six pairs of martial arts, almost all of the fifty-five people who won were from the Zixiao system, but there was an accident in the fifth round, a Taoist priest from the Qingniuguan of the Zixiao system did not stand firm, took a few steps back, and stepped on the outside of the circle, according to the rules, he was considered to have lost.

His opponent, a young man from the Bullfighting Palace, won the match, causing the entire Xuanhu Palace's Young Wild Road to boil.

"Old Five, what happened just now? There was cheering here. The third senior brother Gan Lei smiled and squeezed to Guo Song's side and sat down.

"Yedao won a game just now, senior brother, how are you?"

"Needless to say, I defeated my opponent in ten moves, Sun Lingyi of Aries View."

Gan Lei boasted proudly: "Brother, I will make a move to fly immortals outside the sky, so that he will bow his head and admit defeat." ”

"Did you use a throwing knife?"

Guo Song immediately guessed the reason for his victory.

Gan Lei's face was suddenly a little embarrassed, and he said in a huff: "It was he who used the secret weapon first, I just paid tribute to him, and the referee didn't pursue it anyway." ”

At this time, there was a commotion in the ring, and the two looked up, only to see a young wild Taoist priest in the southeast corner with a bloody face, the long sword had been thrown away, but the person was half-kneeling on the ground, his opponent held the long sword coldly, but a thin chain meteor hammer the size of an orange appeared in his left hand.

This is actually the characteristics of the martial arts of the Kongtong School, which is very deliberate in the pursuit of all kinds of small secret weapons, which have become popular in various Taoist temples, and even the self-contained concept of pure emptiness is not exempt from vulgarity, and the fat man Gan Lei has practiced a skillful flying knife.

The Martial Arts Association does not prohibit the use of hidden weapons, so all kinds of hidden weapons will emerge in an endless stream in the competition, of course, there is also a principle, that is, you can't quench the poison, otherwise you will offend the anger of the public.

Gan Lei's eyes were very poisonous, and he recognized the Taoist priest who made the meteor hammer at a glance.

"It's Zhang Lingzi of Qingniuguan, damn! This bastard had a contest eight years ago, so he should be about my age! Why are you still playing in Group B? ”

Guo Song is no longer surprised by the various cheats of the Zixiao system, and he is now a little interested in the Taoist name of the Zixiao system.

"Senior brother, I now know that there are Sun Lingzi, Lei Lingzi and Zhao Lingzi, and now there is another Zhang Lingzi, if both of them are surnamed Zhang, won't there be two Zhang Lingzi?"

"It's unlikely to be repeated, their generation has four Taoist numbers, Lingxuan Dongqing, if there are four surnamed Zhang, then they are arranged in order of monks, Zhang Lingzi, Zhang Xuanzi, Zhang Dongzi, Zhang Qingzi, and only those who have reached a certain level of martial arts are eligible to use children, so your enemy is called Zhang Qinghu, obviously his martial arts are still a little worse.

When they reach the Fang Shi level, they can enter the Zixiao Heavenly Palace, and then give another name, the joint dual cultivation is the privilege of the Zixiao Heavenly Palace, and these dogs actually use the joint dual cultivation as a reward. ”

As soon as he mentioned the dual cultivation of joint nationality, Gan Lei couldn't help but grit his teeth for a while.

"Fat man, my name is Gan Lei, I specifically killed that Lei Lingzi, raised by a son of a bitch, and I actually dared to rob the fat man's woman!"

"Senior brother, if things don't get to that point, don't think too much, so as not to distract yourself." Guo Song comforted him.

"I know, it looks like you're coming."

A black-robed boy walked up to the stage and held up a sign alof, the tenth round.

"It's really my turn!"

Guo Song said with a smile: "Senior brother will press me on the formation, and I will go up to meet my friends with martial arts!" ”

Gan Lei hurriedly said: "Senior brother, take my iron sword!" ”

"No!"

Guo Song inserted the ironwood sword into the sword buckle on his back, jumped lightly, and jumped onto the high platform.

………

In another hall, Wu Miao Zhenren said coldly to Zhang Qinghu: "I have already named him your opponent according to your request, you know the rules of Xuanhu Palace, if you lose, you will bear the consequences, don't look for me!" ”

Zhang Qinghu gritted his teeth and said, "This time the disciple will definitely kill him in public." ”

Wu Miaozhen nodded, "It's time, let's play!" ”

Zhang Qinghu bowed, turned around and lifted his sword.

Wu Miaozhen looked at his apprentice and left with confidence, but he had an inexplicable worry in his heart, that Guo Song was actually a disciple of Qingxuguan, and Mu Zhenren of Qingxuguan was the most mysterious Taoist priest in Kongtong Mountain, no one knew his details, whether Zhang Qinghu's news was accurate, Guo Song was really vulnerable?

Guo Song stood on the Xun position in the southeast corner, his pupils contracted into a line, and he looked coldly at Zhang Qinghu, who had a smug face, walking towards him, and sure enough, it was what he expected.

Gan Lei jumped up in shock, "Damn! Who dares to say that there was no cheating in the game, the fat man cut his head to him. ”

He didn't continue to shout, but stared intently at the competition between his junior brother and Zhang Qinghu.

Guo Song hugged his fists and saluted, and said lightly: "Fellow Daoists, please!" ”

Zhang Qinghu sneered, "I just want to come and have a relationship with me now, it's too late!" ”

At this time, a melodious bell rang, and someone shouted in the distance, "The competition begins!" ”

Zhang Qinghu swiped a sword, the sword was like lightning, and it stabbed Guo Song in the throat.

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