Early in the morning, on the bank of the Qinhuai River, before the martial arts competition, there was already a sea of people, and there was a couplet hanging on the ring, Shanglian: a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, heroes from all walks of life gathered in Qinhuai. Downlink: It has a long history, and the vicissitudes of ancient martial arts skills. The three big characters of "Heroes Meeting" are even more vigorous and powerful.

Suddenly, the gong sounded in the ring, the crowd below quieted down, and the principal walked to the front of the stage, "I announce that the Qinhuai Ring Tournament will start now, the rules of the game, have been posted for several days, the first day of today, the winner of the championship, a reward of one hundred taels of silver, the game begins, the guest officers who are willing to participate in the gambling can bet, the odds are ten times, and the competition will start in half an hour." After the host finished speaking, the audience was noisy, and it sounded again, "The publicity rules of the fight, there is no announcement of winning or losing, I have to go back to the silver, and also bet on luck," "Take a look first, anyway, there will always be after the game, and there will be opportunities," "Yes, I will also take a look first, find an opportunity, make a big bet, and maybe you will make a fortune," With people's discussions, half an hour passed quickly.

"The hour has come, the competition begins!" The principal in the ring announced, and as soon as the words fell, the originally noisy crowd was instantly silent, and everyone's eyes were gathered on the ring.

The principal retreated, the beater, divided the east and the west on the field, the east was a fat man, the west was a thin man, the audience saw the beater, made a boo sound, the two of them hugged their fists and saluted, the thin man suddenly shot, a punch went straight to the fat man's face, the fat man was shocked, how did he not expect things to develop so fast, hurriedly dodged the attack of the thin man, and punched homeopathically, the two walked a few times, the fat man's frightened heart calmed down, thinking in his heart, as long as he was careful, it would be fine.

Who knows, the thin man suddenly changed his routine, turned into a palm from a fist, and pushed out continuously, the fat man was stunned, and in a few seconds when the fat man was stunned, he flew and jumped, grabbed the fat man's collar, and kicked his foot towards the lower part, the fat man couldn't dodge, only heard a "whoop", and the person was already lying on the ground.

The host walked up to the fat man, "Can you still get up?" "Yes, I admit defeat, I admit defeat,"

"The first Li Longsheng" The host announced, the host's words fell, someone had already jumped into the ring, and someone came holding a steel knife, "In Xia Qinchun, does this hero use weapons?" The thin man nodded, beckoned to the backstage, someone in the background sent a Tie Xiao, the two of them retreated, appeared with weapons, the knife holder, did not wait for the thin man to stand firm, a force split Huashan, cut to the thin man, the thin man's figure flashed, the two of them dismantled the move, have gone through more than a dozen rounds, the knife holder, the blade turned, horizontal split, vertical stab, faster and faster, the big knife made a whirring sound, suddenly, an ancient tree rooted, straight to the thin man under the plate, the thin man jumped in the air, and then a harrier turned over, the knife holder made a move to go empty, knowing that something was going to happen, At this time, Tie Xiao had already plunged straight into his head, and hurriedly supported the ground with his hands, but he was still a step slower, his head dodged, Tie Xiao inserted it into the ribs, and a pain that pierced his heart, and the blood flowed out, and the second game was still won by a thin man. The moderator announced a half-hour break.

Seeing Yan Qing slowly coming onto the stage, dressed in a white tight suit, with a white silk scarf on her face, and only two eyes exposed, the audience looked at it, and a trace of waves rose, "Who is this person?" Why are you still masked? ”

"Boom!" A gong and drum sounded, and the principal of "the first game began" announced,

The enthusiasm of the audience was once high, "The champion will win!" "Victory!" Especially the people who buy the winner shout more fiercely.

"Since you dare to come to power, you are definitely not mortal!" A person in his forties said that the person next to him was not happy: "Will you win if you dare to go on stage?" Do you think that 10,000 taels is so easy to win? The person who spoke before didn't answer, just smiled

At this time, the competition in the ring has officially begun.

Next, a few games, all of which were won by thin people, and on the first day of the competition, Li Long, was the champion.

The host immediately announced that the prize money for tomorrow's competition was 500 taels.

The next day, the challenge was a woman, dressed in purple tight, holding the Longquan sword, walking into the ring, hugging her fists and saluting, the woman glanced at the thin man, that look made the thin man's heart tremble, the thin man faintly, today will be defeated under this woman, but still slowly hold Tie Xiao, across the chest, the woman quietly watched the thin man's actions, smiled slightly. In the smile, there seems to be a hint of pity, and the smile makes the thin man a little unmistakable. At this moment, the woman moved, only a sword and iron were broken, turned over the sword, the thin man's arm fell to the ground, the thin man was still there at this time, he was stunned, a few people ran up the background, helped the thin man to get out of the ring, the audience cheered, the woman won, the victory was simple, cruel, and in the next five days, the woman sat firmly in the position of the champion. The prize money rose sharply by 10,000 taels, and the maximum amount of money won or lost also soared to 5,000 taels.

On the eighth day, a monk came to the stage to challenge him, and when he stepped into the ring, the monk asked the host and said, "The winner of today's fight will be awarded 10,000 taels," "Yes," the host replied.

"If I don't want a bonus of 10,000 taels, I have a small request, can I mention it?" the monk asked again

"Master, tell me what you want to see," the moderator replied.

"I want to meet Pang Biao, the organizer of this ring," the monk added.

"That's it?" The host asked suspiciously.

"Yes, can you say yes?" The monk asked.

"Master wait a minute, go and report," the host said, come to the backstage, explain the monk's request to Pang Biao, Pang Biao thought for a while and said: "Promise him, as long as he wins the woman, I will see him," the host heard Pang Biao's reply, hurriedly returned to the front desk, and said to the monk: "The organizer Pang Biao agreed, as long as you win this battle, he will see you,"

The monk smiled slightly: "Amitabha, good! Good loading! The monk finished chanting the Buddha and walked towards the lord.

"Female benefactor, the old man has offended today," the monk said with his hands folded.

The woman waited there for a long time, she was already annoyed, and when she heard the monk's words, she smiled and said: "What the master means, the little woman must be your defeated today, since you say so, the master shows your weapon,"

"I'll just use my hands, the female donor will make a move, right?"

"Then offend," the woman said, and the sword arrived. A sword light went straight to the monk's throat, the monk's figure flashed, the woman didn't wait for the sword style to use the old, tiptoe to the ground, jumped up, the sword light ran to the monk again, the sword held three sword flowers in the air, like a snake spitting core, straight to the monk's eyebrows. The monk retreated sharply, closed his palm into a fist, and a strong wind pushed out, This move, forcing the woman back, took a few steps back and stood firm, and she, the attack did not stop, and gently touched the ground again, and disappeared out of thin air! When I saw the woman again, there was already a sword light, covering the top of the monk's head, and the monk moved a big move and retreated ten feet away. Dodging the sword qi, the monk's fist style changed sharply and pushed towards the woman, the fist wind made a "stabbing" sound, and the monk increased the strength of the fist wind, sealing the woman's retreat, if the woman was hit by the monk, the woman would definitely be knocked off the stage and seriously injured.

"Master, keep people under the fist," with a shout, Pang Biao had rushed out of the backstage.

The monk heard someone shouting to keep people, and hurriedly retracted the fist wind, but the impact of the fist wind still did not stop, and the shock wave rushed to the woman, because the monk retracted the fist wind, the woman had room to retreat, and under the sharp retreat, she was still knocked to the ground by the fist wind, but it was not heavy, "Is this woman okay?" Pang Biao asked, "Thank you for the rescue, dare to ask the name of the strong man," the woman got up and hugged her fists and asked, "Pang Biao, the organizer of this ring" Pang Biao returned the salute with a fist. At this time, there were a few people backstage, and Pang Biao ordered the woman to rest backstage.

"You are Pang Biao," Pang Biao didn't answer, someone in the audience shouted, "Senior brother is the one who injured me back then, he is Pang Biao,"

Pang Biao glanced at the audience and recognized that the person who shouted was Dong Si, who injured him for bullying men and women back then. He looked back at the monk and asked, "Are you Dong Si's senior brother?" ”

"Dong Si is my junior brother, he did something wrong, and it was normal to teach him a lesson, but he has lost all his martial arts since that time, and he has not been able to recover so far.

"How does the master want to beg," Pang Biao asked.

"If you want to make a few moves with Master Pang Shi, is it okay?"

"Yes," Pang Biao replied.

"There are no eyes in the fists and feet, this is the ring, dare to sign a life and death contract?" As soon as Pang Biao wanted to speak, he saw a person flying into the ring, tightly dressed in white satin, and his face covered with a silk veil. "This master, I don't want to learn it once, I don't know if I can teach it," Pang Biao looked at this dress, it was a few years ago, dressed up in Guangdong, Yan Qing came, Pang Biao didn't know how deep Yan Qing's martial arts were, but Yan Qing knew that the other party was practicing hard skills, and it was still Shaolin's strong King Kong boxing, and he dared to come up to fight, when Pang Biao wanted to fight, he didn't know the routine of the other party's boxing, and when he heard about the name of the boxing, Pang Biao gasped.

"This donor, want to stand up for Master Pang?" The monk looked at Yan Qing coldly.

"This master, you are wrong, this is the ring, you can come up, I can also come up, not to mention that there is a bonus of 10,000 taels, who is not greedy, the woman just now deserves 10,000 taels, and was defeated by you, you are not for the money, but I am for the 10,000 taels."

Seeing that Yan Qing was trying her best to compete with herself, the monk was a little depressed, and said casually: "Do you dare to sign a life and death certificate?" ”

"Why does the master have to sign a life and death certificate with whomever he competes with? I always feel so unlucky," Yan Qing said, causing the audience to laugh.

At this time, the woman in the backstage saw a son in the ring, wanting to fight the monk, looking at Yan Qing's outfit, she suddenly thought of something and wanted to come forward, but this was a competition, she couldn't turn her eyes on the ground, watching Yan Qing's every move.

"Since I want to ask you for Vajra Fist, you have to sign the life and death certificate, it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate, then sign it," Yan Qing waved his hand to the backstage after speaking, and the person came, Yan Qing ordered the ink.

After signing the certificate of life and death, Yan Qing said: "This master, since he signed the certificate of life and death, he still doesn't know the master's legal name and how to call it,"

"The old man's name is clear, what does the donor call it,"

"My name is Li Qing, I usually make a living as a bodyguard, but I passed by here today and said that I would give a bounty of 10,000 taels if I won the battle, so I came up."

"Why are you wearing a veil? Don't dare to take off the veil? ”

"Don't dare, I'm afraid of losing and being kicked out by the owner, but if you win, you'll naturally see it,"

At this time, under the ring, there were a few people sitting in a place, that is, the woman Yan Qing saw, and the accompanying group.

"The master is this person, that time in Guangdong, he was defeated by him masked,"

The woman nodded, and we will see his match against the monk first, and then make a decision.