Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Boy Hunts the Plains Rabbit (1)
"I'm tired." led Tan Fei to the backyard.
"It's fine." Tan Fei smiled stupidly.
There is a kind of person who doesn't look conspicuous, but he knows his strength only after deep contact, Tan Fei is this kind of person, his medical skills and poison skills are far above Mu Shengbai.
Mu Shengbai arranged Tan Fei and introduced him to Ning Qingqing and Zhang Zongbei, as for Zhang Ze, he could teach him.
"Young Zhuang Master, the situation in Sanhe City is very urgent, if you don't deal with it again, I'm afraid you won't be able to return to the sky."
In the study, the subordinates of the shops in Sanhe City came over again to urge Mu Shengyun to go back, and they were in a hurry, this time they really couldn't delay it any longer.
Mu Shengyun couldn't help but be anxious, but he really couldn't pull away now, no matter how important the matter over there was, it was not as important as the safety of his own junior brother, "What's the situation over there now?" ”
"Lack of funding."
"I see." Mu Shengyun beckoned him over, "You will go to Qi Huan to get some money later, and I will go and tell Shengbai that you can make up for it by taking the money back first." ”
"Yes." His subordinates are also a little helpless, but there is no other way, he can't tie up the young owner back.
After dealing with this matter, Mu Shengyun relaxed, went back to the room alone, and couldn't help but think about returning to Sanhe City.
He can't stay in Jinling City for the rest of his life until Mu Shengbai finishes training, right?
After deciding to leave in a few days, a sudden event dragged him down, it turned out that the annual martial arts competition in Jinling City was going to be held, and this conference was not limited to the people of Kunguo, and even the Yidan Kingdom, which had a bad relationship with Kunguo, could send people to participate.
At this time, there have been people from various countries, various cities, who are quite confident in their own strength from all directions to Jinling City, at that time there were many people, if he rushed to the road is very unsafe, helpless, he can only continue to stay in Jinling City until the end of the conference.
The tournament was held at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, and ordinary people who were full of curiosity about this conference crowded the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, and there were many high-rollers who were full of confidence in their own strength gathered here.
This is really a grand event of thousands of empty alleys.
Mu Shengbai had been taking Liuyun Villa before, where had he seen this meeting, and he took Mu Shengyun to the City Lord's Mansion, but he didn't have any interest in participating in these competitions, he just wanted to take a look and satisfy his curiosity.
"Good!" The applause of the cloud-piercing stone attracted Mu Shengbai, it turned out that two Kunguo swordsmen were fighting, one side of the sword intent was ethereal and light, the other side was fierce and strong, the two trembled together, the speed was extremely fast, ordinary people only saw the phantom, Mu Shengbai saw the moves of the two clearly.
In the end, the game ended with the ethereal side cutting through the strong side.
The martial arts tournament in Jinling City has always been to the point, and it is not allowed to deliberately hurt the opponent, or continue to attack after the opponent admits defeat, so although there have been misses in the past conferences, they are only minor injuries.
"Congratulations to Fang Daxia for his victory, are there any heroes who continue to challenge below, or is Fang Daxia the final victory in this martial arts competition?" The referee walked up from the crowd, stood beside Fang Hu, and said loudly.
Fang Hu was in high spirits, looking up at the crowd.
The longer the crowd was silent, the higher Fang Hu's head was raised.
"I'll come." A blonde, blue-eyed, burly man walked out of the crowd, many people looked at him with a bad face, although the tournament does not care about the country of the contestants, but the relationship between Yi Dan and Kun is extremely poor, some are well known, in the past, few people from Yi Dan dared to participate, let alone such a high-profile.
"Knock him down!" Someone in the crowd shouted, and many followed.
"Ha, you Kun people are as thin as ribs, and you still want to beat Uncle Ben down, it's really overwhelming." The man of Yi Danguo crossed his hands on his waist, and the sound was like a bell, which shocked people's ears slightly.
Everyone saw that he dared to be so crazy in the land of Kunguo, and their eyes were red with anger, and even Mu Shengbai flashed a trace of dissatisfaction.
"Hmph, you Yi Danguo dare to speak wildly, don't cry and let me spare you when this hero knocks you down!" Fang Hu put his hand on the hilt of his sword, his eyes widened angrily, if his eyes could kill, the Yidan people in front of him would have already been shattered.
"Come on, hahaha!" The Yidan people looked up to the sky and roared, and the referee gave an order, and the two fought together, and the Yidan people used an axe, dancing vigorously.
Both of them tried their best, but when they looked at Fang Hu, they still remembered that the rules of the martial arts competition were a little less ruthless, but the Yidan people were not merciless at all.
"Poof" Everyone only saw the back of the axe held by the Yi Dan man slammed on Fang Hu's stomach, Fang Hu suddenly lost the strength to fight back, and the referee was in a hurry to stop, but the Yi Dan man didn't seem to hear it, and slapped his palm on the back again, Fang Hu flew out and smashed heavily on the ground, and fell to the ground unconscious after a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Mu Shengbai hurriedly went over, squatted next to him to help him take his pulse, and then his face became worse and worse, looking at the Yidan man standing on the stage with a triumphant posture, anger flashed in his eyes.
This man shot mercilessly, without any regard for the rules of the tournament.
Someone recognized Mu Shengbai and hurriedly came over to ask about Fang Hu's situation, "Shopkeeper Mu, what's wrong with Fang Daxia?" ”
"The meridians are broken, and there is no possibility of practicing martial arts in this life."
"Hiss......" The man gasped, he couldn't practice martial arts, this was tantamount to Ling Chi's execution for a person who grew up practicing martial arts since he was a child, "This Yidan person is really too much!" ”
Mu Shengyun also came over, and looking at Mu Shengbai's face, he knew that the person lying on the ground was no better.
Mu Shengyun suggested: "Don't be stunned, send him to the Rejuvenation Hall first to heal the injuries that can be treated." ”
"Let's just take Fang Daxia there." Several chivalrous people took the initiative to invite Ying, but Mu Shengbai was not polite, and let them leave after a few words, and his heavy eyes fell on the person on the stage.
"How's it going, Kunguo coward? How powerful you pretended to be just now, it hasn't been solved by Lao Tzu in a few moves, how many of you Kunguo can fight together, one by one is too simple. Hahaha. Yi Danren laughed proudly, as if he knew that the people in the audience could not help him.
Mu Shengbai glanced over, and saw that many people in the audience had already clenched their fists, but just now he solved Fang Hu too simply, and those people had some scruples.
"Haha, I know that Kunguo is a group of straw bales, and the champion of this martial arts competition has to be taken away by my Yi Danguo." Yi Danren looked at the people in the audience with contempt, and his smug face was annoying.
"Then let me meet you." A white-clothed swordsman flew up, like a white leaf falling from a tree, with its own light beauty, and he used a soft sword.