In the ring, after Zhu Mengcan beat Feng Hanbai with a tiger cannon fist, the guards and people watching around the ring were all stunned. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This was followed by a tsunami of mountains rising into the sky!

"Hahaha, okay, Zhu Qianhu!"

"Zhu Qianhu is good, I'm optimistic about you!"

There were far more onlookers than the soldiers of the Jinyi Guard, and the people naturally applauded whoever was powerful.

"How is this possible, I must have seen it wrong!"

", unless you're blind, how can you be wrong? Who is that little brother who is sacred, he actually defeated Feng Qianhu with one punch! ”

"Damn it, dark horse, definitely dark horse! What's his name? Zhu Qianhu is right, this time Zhu Qianhu will definitely be able to enter the top ten! ”

"It's too much of an exaggeration for you to say this, none of our Jinyi guards are mediocre hands, and they all have some means, the top ten...... Tsk, it's a little difficult for this Zhu Qianhu! ”

After cheering, the onlookers began to discuss, but there were mixed reviews, well, it was five or five points.

In short, Zhu Mengcan has become a dark horse in the Jinyiwei competition with this hand alone.

Compared with the shocked crowd, Zhu Song, who was closest to the ring, behaved calmly.

"Lord Wang, Meng Can Gongzi is already at the Ming Jin level now?" Ji Gang asked with a little shock on his face.

Mu Su and Zhang Fu also looked at Zhu Song.

"Hmm." Zhu Songyun nodded lightly and said: "Meng Can was soaked in a medicinal bath by Emperor Zhen's brother when he was a child, and he studied under the Kongtong Martial Arts Grandmaster, this kid broke through to the Ming Jin level when he was twelve years old, and he hasn't broken through to the dark energy for more than two years, which is really a shame for his master."

"Ahem......"

Ji Gang, Mu Su and the others all stared at each other, and their throats kept surging.

Zhang Fu was almost choked to death by a mouthful of spit.

The three levels of martial arts: bright energy, dark energy, and chemical energy, Ji Gang and Mu Su have been practicing martial arts for many years, and they have fought on the battlefield without knowing how many mortals, and they have repeatedly touched the edge of life and death, and the martial arts have only broken through to the early stage of chemical strength.

It sounds esoteric, but it's true.

And the five major schools of the entire Ming Dynasty, there are very few martial artists who can reach the level of Jinjin, even if it is the third-in-command of Jinyiwei, Zhang Fu, who is the servant of Jinyiwei, has just entered the level of dark energy, and there is still a long way to go before Huajin.

Zhu Mengcan's ability to step into the Ming Jin level at a young age is simply appalling.

No wonder they all say 'poor literature and rich martial arts', just supporting the massive amount of medicinal materials needed for medicinal baths is not something that ordinary people's homes can afford.

"Okay, now that we've entered the promotion competition, let's go back!" Zhu Song waved his hand, turned around and walked back in the direction of the stands.

……

The promotion competition in the ring continued, and to Zhu Song's delight, the little ones all advanced.

It's just that Zhu Taihe, the youngest of these little guys, is more unlucky, his opponent is a Jin Wuwei Qianhu who has just broken through to the Ming Jin level, fortunately, he is not familiar with the power of the breakthrough just now, so Zhu Taihe 'difficult' to pick up a cheap and win by luck.

Today can only be regarded as a 'qualifier', after all, there are the largest number of people in today's competition, so the competition lasted for a full day.

The next step is to qualify in layers until each guard is left in the top 10.

Because the little ones have all entered the promotion round, Zhu Song held a banquet in the mansion today to celebrate the little ones being able to advance.

After all, this matter is also a glorious thing, and Zhu Song's face is also bright, so these little guys should naturally be rewarded.

Towards evening, Zhu Song was already waiting in the Chuhua Hall of the middle courtyard, waiting for the arrival of the little ones.

In Chuhua Hall, Zhu Huixuan, Zhu Zhanji, Song Yue'er and Zhu Biying have long been looking forward to it, especially Zhu Biying.

In the morning, Zhu Mengcan's competition, Zhu Biying quietly hid on the edge of the ring and watched, seeing her Meng Can's brother showing his might in the ring, the little girl was so excited that she was about to jump up.

"It's almost time, why haven't they come yet?" Zhu Huixuan touched his little belly, glanced at the two tables that were placed in the middle of the lobby, and secretly swallowed his saliva.

There are twelve cold dishes on the table in the middle of the lobby, each of which is quite exquisite, and it seems that the chefs in the Han Wangfu are attentive.

"Uncle, you know how to eat." Zhu Zhanji glanced at Zhu Huixuan weakly, and said, "Aren't there snacks and melons and fruits on the table next to you, why don't you pad your stomach?"

"You know a!" Zhu Huixuan rolled his eyes and said, "How can these things be compared to those dishes?" Those are medicinal foods, if it weren't for the fact that a few brothers entered the promotion tournament today, Uncle Songhuang wanted to celebrate them, it was not easy for us to eat a meal! ”

Zhu Zhanji pursed his lips and stopped talking, he didn't care about such a little appetite.

"Hahaha, Uncle Songhuang, have you seen your nephew's competition today?"

After another quarter of an hour, Zhu Mengcan was the first to appear in Chuhua Hall, and he laughed out loud before he could enter.

I can tell this guy is quite excited today.

"You kid, don't you know how to keep a low profile?" Zhu Song looked at Zhu Mengcan who walked in, and scolded with a smile: "Just your three-legged cat's kung fu, that is, bullying and bullying those ordinary people, if you meet any Ming Jin martial artist, you are also a food delivery goods!"

Zhu Mengcan's triumphant expression collapsed suddenly, and he felt a little depressed.

"Brother Meng Can, I, I'm going to see your martial arts competition today. Brother Meng Can, you are in the ring, well, very, very heroic! ”

Perhaps seeing that Zhu Mengcan was a little depressed, Zhu Biying took two steps forward and said a little shyly.

Zhu Biying's generosity and straightforwardness in expressing her feelings surprised the four brothers Zhu Youyi, Zhu Youxi and other brothers who had just entered the door.

"Oh, who's heroic?" Zhu Youxi, the fifth elder of the Zhou Palace, asked curiously.

Hearing this, Zhu Biying's pretty face turned red, and her head hung down to her chest in shame.

"Uh...... What, who hasn't arrived? I'm hungry......" Zhu Mengcan touched the back of his head and looked at him left and right.

"Yo, there is Brother Mengcan, you two are here early!"

At this time, Zhu Yuexian also came with the two brothers Zhu Xunxuan and the two brothers Zhu Guiyan from the Liao Palace.

"Brother Liao, we have just arrived." Zhu Mengcan smiled and said, "By the way, Uncle Songhuang has been waiting for us for a long time."

"I've seen Uncle Songhuang!"

At this moment, a group of little ones remembered to salute Zhu Song.

"Okay, that kid from Zhanqi occasionally feels cold, so he won't come today. Since you're all here, take your seats! ”

Zhu Song waved his hand and asked the little ones to sit down.

Everyone sat down separately, Zhu Song instructed the people to bring up the prepared hot dishes one by one, and after a maid poured wine for everyone, she raised her wine glass and said:

"Your performance today is very good, uncle does not expect you to enter the top ten, but please do your best, come, uncle respects you!"

A group of little guys felt flattered, hurriedly picked up their wine glasses, and said in unison: "Uncle Xie Songhuang!" (To be continued.) )