When the sun rose, the competition and recruitment meeting of the county lord of Jinhua officially began.

The steward of the palace carried a gong, and a gong was also hung in the ring.

"Knock~"

The mallet struck the gong with a brilliant sound.

The steward of the palace arched his hand at the Quartet, "Ladies and gentlemen, our eight kings and thousand-year-old royal sisters, Chai Yinping, the lord of Jinhua County, are eighteen years old, gentle as jade, pure as water, flowers and moons, and the beauty of the country."

Today, our prince specially invited young talents from all over the world to hold this martial arts competition to recruit relatives to find the current Langjun for the lord of Jinhua County.

Please Lord Jinhua~"

On the edge of the ring, there is an embroidery building, the second floor of the embroidery building is open, the chai silver screen is covered with a curtain fence, wearing a phoenix crown, wearing a red wedding dress, and slowly appears at the entrance of the second floor with the support of the maid.

Because of the curtain, I couldn't see her face.

There was a slight panic in her eyes, and her big bright eyes blinked and blinked, which easily made people feel a desire to protect her.

When Yang Yanzhao saw Chai Yinping's figure, he was a little uncalm, and wanted to pounce, but was stopped by Yang Yansi.

"What are you anxious about, those who go to the ring now are all cannon fodder."

Yang Yanzhao roared in a deep voice, "But I can't wait." ”

Yang Yansi took out the folding fan on his waist, tactfully turned it at his fingertips, and smiled indifferently: "I can't wait, I have to wait, unless you want to watch her be taken away by others." ”

"Roar~"

Yang Yanzhao roared, unwilling, but had to follow Yang Yansi's advice.

Yang Yansi stared at Chai Yinping for a few moments, and shook his head frequently, "By the way, your Chai Yinping is not eighteen years old now, right?" The steward of the palace is, and he is suspected of deceiving people. ”

Yang Yanzhao stared at Chai Yinping tightly with his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "After the New Year, on the third day of March next year, she will be eighteen years old." ”

"Heh~"

Yang Yansi said with a smile: "You remember her birthday clearly." ”

"Knock~"

A gong sounded, interrupting Yang Yansi's words about to continue teasing Yang Yanzhao.

After the palace steward rang the gong, he handed the gong to the family members beside him.

"Please Hachio Chitose~"

Everyone present bowed their waists and gave a salute.

Zhao Defang, the king of the eight sages, wearing a purple python robe and jade belt, wearing a purple and gold crown on his head, holding a scroll of holy decrees, strode into the ring under the protection of the palace guards.

"The edict says ......"

Zhao Defang, the king of the Eight Sages, read a series of rhetorical words.

Then he said out loud the focus of this martial arts competition.

“…… Today's martial arts competition, the winner, marry the lord of Jinhua, give 10,000 taels of gold, and give the horse to the captain......"

"Good!"

The people in the audience, those who do good deeds, applaud loudly.

Yang Yansi sighed: "As long as you marry Chai Yinping, you will immediately eat and drink without worry, and you will be rich for a lifetime!" ”

Yang Yanzhao's face was gloomy, he felt that all the shouts around him were harsh, as if they were all provocations to him, and his fists were clenched.

Yang Yansi didn't seem to feel the anger in Yang Yanzhao's heart, and continued to stimulate him.

"Look, look at these people, it's like eating five stones, all of them are high-spirited ......"

"Yang Yansi, you're enough!"

Yang Yanzhao roared in a low voice.

In the ring, after Zhao Defang announced his decree, he got off the stage, went up to the embroidery building, and sat in front of the stage to watch the battle.

After the palace steward waited for Zhao Defang to sit down, he shouted.

"The competition and recruitment conference officially begins~"

"Knock knock~"

A burly wrestler rang the huge gong in the ring, and the gong resounded throughout the world.

"Someone comes first!"

A reckless man with a big beard jumped into the ring and clasped his fists around.

"A certain Huazhou Tianhu, that one is willing to teach?"

The words landed, and another reckless man jumped into the ring.

"In Shimoshin Prefecture Wang Lin, please advise."

The two sides exchanged their names, without too much politeness, and started to fight directly.

Tian Hu picked a nine-ring machete from the weapon rack on the side, and Wang Lin picked a flower gun.

Tian Hu got the weapon, didn't give Wang Lin any time to prepare, and brandished a big knife and slashed at Wang Lin.

"Drink!"

Tian Hu's knife technique is a fierce way, opening and closing.

A move to split Huashan, full of momentum.

Facing Tian Hu, Wang Lin was not in a hurry, and the flower gun in his hand pierced a spear flower.

The spear was like a white line in his hand, rolling up and down.

"Boom~"

Knives and guns collided.

Tian Hu's machete was swept away by his spear.

"Look at the guns!"

Wang Lin swung away Tian Hu's machete, stabbed straight at Tian Hu's throat.

"One shot to seal the throat ......"

Yang Yansi, who was watching the battle, raised his eyebrows, "One shot to seal the throat, this is a style in the Gao family's marksmanship...... It seems that Wang Lin is a member of the Gao family. ”

Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent will not be defeated in a hundred battles.

Yang Yanzhao couldn't care about being annoyed at this time, he was also watching the battle attentively, he wanted to understand the characteristics of his opponents.

Yang Yanzhao stared at Tian Hu and Wang Lin, and analyzed: "Tian Hu's knife technique seems to be open and closed, but in fact, most of them are showy. Compared with it, Wang Lin's spear skills are stronger, and if he doesn't make a move, he will make a move. It's a ruthless character. ”

Yang Yansi said with a smile: "If you can be picked out by the Gao family to interfere with your marriage, how can your martial arts be weak?" ”

"What are your chances of winning against him?"

Yang Yanzhao raised his eyebrows and said confidently: "Within sixteen moves, you will definitely be able to defeat him." ”

Yang Yansi was stunned for a moment, shook his head and smiled: "It seems that you have not been idle in the past few months, and your martial arts have improved a lot." ”

While the two brothers were talking, Tian Hu and Wang Lin had already reached a white-hot stage of fighting.

As Yang Yanzhao said, Tian Hu's sword skills seem to be domineering, but there are more showmanship, and at first glance it is martial arts on the rivers and lakes.

Wang Lin's pistol skills, but there are not so many cumbersome shows, and he has the essence of a battlefield battle, and he moves to defeat the enemy's name.

"Puff~"

Tian Hu showed a flaw and was caught by Wang Lin, who stabbed Tian Hu in the thigh with a shot.

The spear passed through the leg, leaving a bloody hole in Tian Hu's leg.

"Ah~"

Tian Hu screamed, the machete in his hand fell to the ground, and he held his legs with both hands and wailed heartbreakingly.

"Humph!"

Wang Lin snorted coldly, swept the spear, and directly swept Tian Hu out of the ring.

Tian Hu fell out of the ring and was soon carried away by the soldiers of the palace.

Yang Yansi shook his head frequently, "It's just a martial arts competition, some of it has passed, and it's not a life-and-death fight on the battle array." ”

Yang Yanzhao nodded on the side, "It's really a bit too much, he goes down with this spear, and Tian Hu's leg is useless." Don't look at Tian Hu's knife technique, but his strength comes from his legs. Losing a leg, his martial arts are nullified. ”

"I think so too."

A crisp voice interjected.

Yang Yansi turned around and saw a good boy about seventeen years old, dressed in white and holding a folding fan, standing behind him.

Yang Yansi looked at him with a familiar feeling.

"Who are you?"

Thank you for the reward of "Gravel World"!