The clouds were heavy, and the sky no longer shone. There was silence on the field, the thunder no longer fell, and there was only the sound of rain between heaven and earth.

The red blood was washed away by the rain. I don't see the ancients before, and I don't see the comers after, as if there has never been any earth-shattering life-and-death struggle in this ring.

In the center of the ring stood a majestic figure, two weapons held in his hands, pointing parallel in two directions, standing up to the sky and the earth, as quiet as a mountain.

In the heavy rain and misty, the majestic figure gradually became clear.

He is the winner.

No one is more qualified to stand in this ring than him. This ring was built for him, and there was no one else but him.

The man was dressed in a red brocade robe, as majestic as a mountain, his eyebrows were frowned, his eyes slowly opened, and his face was not angry and self-threatening, as if a martial god had descended into the world.

"This duel, the battle of the Green Dragon and White Tiger, draw!"

Gao An's voice was low, but when he said this, everyone's eardrums hurt, and he seemed to be angry.

The person standing quietly on the field is Gao An, the former martial champion. Chen Yuan and Xu Xihe had been thrown out of the field and fell in the east and west directions respectively, and the two of them were covered in blood and unconscious.

At the moment when ice and fire collided, Gao An almost came from the sky, and he didn't see how he moved, only that he used the power of one person to eliminate the killing blow of the two teenagers. He snatched their weapons in time, and threw them out of the field with a twist.

Thanks to Gao An's rescue, these two red-eyed teenagers were saved from dying under each other's knives and guns.

Gao An, the martial champion for five consecutive years, once again showed his insurmountable strength in this ring.

Martial God Gao An, ask who is the opponent in the world!

The rain fell more violently, but no one sheltered from the rain, but looked at the stage in amazement, in disbelief at the scene that had just happened.

Someone applauded.

The applause came out of the crowd, through the rain curtain and the lonely sound of the crowd, which seemed a little sparse.

The applause came from Emperor Hongwu, he was the only one in the central stand who stood up from his seat, and everyone could feel the majesty of the emperor, like this rain that carried through the heavens and the earth, and even Gao An's momentum was suppressed by him.

I don't know who the applause is for.

Immediately afterwards, the ministers got up and applauded, and then the audience applauded thunderously, drowning the heavy rain between heaven and earth.

King Yan's face was solemn and fell into deep thought. He and Xu Xihe grew up since they were children, and they have never seen this young general fight and lose, and today's situation of losing both sides is also the first time. Normally, he and Xu Xihe are evenly matched, but if it is said that it is a desperate fight, he is not sure that he will survive Xu Xihe's gun.

The extremely fierce spear technique just now was too terrifying, if it weren't for Xu Xihe holding the Cold Moon Knife in a short arm, Chen Yuan's head would have already rolled down the gun.

However, it is difficult to say that the fire dragon spear is too heavy compared to the Cold Moon Knife, if Chen Yuan is holding the Cold Moon Knife, the sprint speed will be faster, and it will also be the end of the two deaths.

But who is this Chen Yuan? Someone as skilled as him should be in the upper reaches of the world, but why has he never heard of his name?

Chen Yuan and Xu Xihe were placed behind the ring, and after a while, an imperial doctor knelt down in front of Emperor Hongwu and said: "Your Majesty, the two heroes are no longer in danger of their lives, but they are seriously injured, and one of them has a broken rib, I don't know if he has pierced his lungs; the other suffered a fractured left arm and suffered internal injuries due to exhaustion; In addition, the two had too many wounds and dislocated their right shoulders, so they could no longer compete in a duel in a short period of time, and they needed a period of recuperation to fully recover. ”

"It's really young and vigorous, and I don't even want my life when I fight." Emperor Hongwu waved his hand to retreat from the imperial doctor, his tone was stern, but there was a faint smile on his face, which made people guess whether it was appreciation or blame.

"Amitabha, God has the virtue of a good life. Thanks to Lord Gao An's bravery, otherwise His Majesty would have lost two talents for no reason. The monk twisted the Buddha beads, and his fingers were thin and bony and looked vigorous and powerful.

"If Gao An fails to save the scene, the monk will not sit idly by." Emperor Hongwu turned around and glanced at the string of Buddha beads, then turned to the stage and said leisurely, "In time, the two of them will also become talents who can compete with Gao An." There are successors to the Ming Dynasty, and there are many talents, and I can retire with confidence at that time. ”

"Reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao has its own destiny. Buddhists believe in chance, and this fate is the most elusive. ”

Emperor Hongwu raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that there was something in the words of the monk of the Buddha, and asked, "Oh? What are the high views of the Buddha? ”

"Don't hide it from Your Majesty, the poor monk calculated a hexagram for the two heroes, these two have a deep fate, and when put together, they can generate great energy. Everything in the world can be difficult, and the end of the world can be done. However, these two people are like fire and water to contain each other, both mutual growth and mutual restraint, and finally the court resists and loses both. This chance is often referred to as a 'rival'. ”

The Buddha beads rotate slowly in the hands of the monks, like the wheel of fate. The monk looked at each other from afar, as if he had seen the scene of the two fighting each other again a long time later.

"Wouldn't it be a pity to lose both, isn't there a way to do both?" Emperor Hongwu narrowed his eyes and asked.

"These two people are numerically connected, live and die together. If one goes through calamity, the other will not live long. There is no way to dismantle what is destined to be. It is up to them to break this opportunity, and the time when the opportunity is broken is also the time when the two stars fall. Da Sikong's voice came from behind him, steely without a trace of emotion.

"Rivals? It's really interesting. Emperor Hongwu looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and some memories floated from the depths of his heart, and he couldn't tell whether it was nostalgia or heaviness.

When everyone's attention was on the martial arts ring, Da Sikong suddenly received a letter. The letter was handed to him by the little eunuch with the umbrella behind him, and under the envelope was written the word "gold", with a red lacquer official seal, which seemed to be the fifth letter about the five-mangzhu.

It's just that only half of the red lacquer official seal remains, and the envelope has obviously been opened.

The little eunuch whispered in his ear, "Lord Sikong, this letter is for you. ”

Da Sikong just wanted to turn back, but the little eunuch said again: "Don't turn back, or I will kill you." ”

Da Sikong's body stiffened, without the slightest movement.

"I opened this letter for you at my own discretion, and now you have to give this letter to His Majesty the Emperor, and let him do it."

Da Sikong looked ahead and said coldly, "Who are you?" Why should I listen to you? ”

"If you want to live, do as I say."

The little eunuch whispered, and Da Sikong couldn't look back, I don't know if he was a pretended eunuch, and he couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman.

Da Sikong was silent, and His Majesty the Emperor was sitting not far away, and it was inconvenient to read the contents of the letter at this time, so he had to put the letter into his arms first.

"You first discovered the existence of the pentagrams, and you know the ultimate secret of the pentagrams. This matter cannot be delayed any longer. ”

Da Sikong raised his eyebrows and said quietly: "You even know these things, it seems that you are not small." But are you sure you want the Emperor to know the ultimate secret of the pentagram? ”

"I don't care what you do, the emperor must send someone to find the five-mangzhu."

"You're from the Night Court, aren't you?" Da Sikong sneered: "Guys with low eyes, twenty years have passed, and I haven't even found a single mango bead." ”

Yan Cigui vaguely heard Da Sikong talking to himself, and his eyes turned to him. Da Sikong also noticed his gaze, and nodded slightly towards Yan Cigui as usual.

Yan Cigui heard that Xu Xi and Ping Bai had an "old enemy" for no reason, and immediately became interested in that Chen Yuan. Xu Xihe is the general of Chiyan who will follow him to break into the world in the future, and his old enemy deserves enough attention from Yan Cigui.

However, at this time, Yan Cigui paid the most attention to the next competition, and Yan Cigui bet a lot of money on Yu Ling of the Wuzhu clan. Whether there is money to invite Xu Xihe to drink flower wine, it depends on the next dispute between Wuzhu and Lingyin.

While!

The bell rang again, striking the final battle in the overwhelming rain.

The rain was falling, a gust of wind blew, and the rain curtain was blown in a slanted direction, and when it landed, it was sparse and sparse, as if caressing the heavy earth. The banners of the Suzaku and the Xuanwu around the ring moved with the wind, but it was difficult to float again because they were soaked by the rain.

There were people hiding under umbrellas in the square, and many more were reluctant to leave in the rain. The battle between the Blue Dragon and the White Tiger is thrilling and breathtaking, but unfortunately, the two are no longer able to compete in the next one. This year's martial champion will be decided in the battle between Suzaku and Xuanwu.

On the east side of the ring, a person walked slowly into the ring with an oil-paper umbrella, the surface of the umbrella was painted with green bamboo, green mountains, and the rain hit the umbrella surface and scattered into green smoke and water vapor. The man under the umbrella was dressed in green clothes, with a delicate figure, full of girlish style. Her arms were wrapped in green yarn, and strings of jasper bracelets tinkled and tinkled. For a moment, it seemed that all the colors were illuminated by the cyan of her body, vivid, changing, and jumping, making it impossible to take your eyes off again.

"Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not chant and walk slowly. is worthy of being the successor of the Wu Zhuyu clan, he is really calm. Emperor Hongwu praised it, and Concubine Yu on the side straightened up with a smile, and also became proud.

"Yu Ling, this kid is very aura. It seems that this year's Wu Zhuangyuan is going to be a girl? Yu Guifei chuckled.

Yu Guifei was born in the Wuzhu Yu clan, one of the three major schools in the rivers and lakes, and according to the generation, Yu Ling is the niece of Yu Guifei.

The Wuzhuyu tribe lives on the top of Dongyi Mountain, and is a group favored by the heavens, which has been established for thousands of years since the founding of the sect. The Yu people are all beautiful and talented, not only the kung fu is unparalleled, but the skill of divination and gossip makes the status of this sect unshakable. As the leader of the Wuzhu Yu clan and the head of the next generation of the Wuzhu clan, Yu Ling has extremely high talent and understanding, and even cultivated one of the most difficult secret techniques of the Yu clan, "Qianqing Yin", which can use the rhythm to control birds, beasts, fish and insects to create illusions.

Concubine Yu is very confident that Yu Ling will win. Her opponent is a dull little monk, no matter what aspect can be compared with Zhong Lingyuxiu's Yu Ling, let alone a person with a champion appearance.