Under the ring, the crowd was boiling, the shouts and cheers were endless, and the shouts of thousands of martial arts masters were full of anger, which shook people's ears and buzzed. These people stood on the stool, shouting and waving the objects in their hands, encouraging the two people on the stage to hurry up!

The audience was extremely lively, but the stage presented a completely different scene, death-like silence.

On the stage, a burly bald man with two mallets in his hands trembled sharply, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the young man standing opposite, dressed in a white shirt, with an indifferent appearance, but it was difficult to hide his beauty.

In his hand, the young man held a three-foot-long wooden sword. At this point, the tip of the sword drooped and lightly touched the ground. It seemed that unintentionally, the ground was swivelled, and the creaking sound made the big man's eyelids tremble vigorously.

This mysterious white-clothed knight is a dark horse that has emerged from today's martial arts conference, a real dark horse, from the beginning of the martial arts conference to the present. This master has challenged hundreds of masters in total. None of them were defeated.

Just now, the bull-nosed Hengyi of Qingcheng Mountain was also kicked and flew down. A mouth full of front teeth, falling to the ground.

Now, the burly man with his teeth clucking and fighting, is the last challenger of the day. He looked at the white-clothed knight opposite, and he had no chance of winning at all.

And this white-clothed knight stood there quietly with an indifferent face. His expression was faint, and occasionally he would raise his head to look at the strong man who was constantly swallowing his saliva. Then he raised the sword in his hand with a cold expression and gently stroked the sword body.

That look didn't seem to take the big man on the other side who looked like an ox in his eyes. And the super big hammer in the big man's hand seems to be two large marshmallows in the eyes of others, uh, no, like two large watermelons.

A slight breeze blew, and the willow trees around the yard swayed gently, and the withered yellow leaves flew one after another. In this breeze, the dead leaves fell, and the white-clothed knight stood there quietly, his clothes flying, and his face was sinking like water.

Tsk, handsome guy!

Lu Heng stood at the back of the crowd, leaned against a tree, quietly looked at the white-clothed knight on the stage, groped his chin, and nodded in praise.

This is the image of the top master in my mind.

The chaotic wind blew, the ink-like hair brushed on the hard cheeks, and his white clothes were slightly raised, revealing a domineering spirit that I have in the world with a sword in my hand.

With such a temperament, it is estimated that the legendary sword god, Ximen Blowing Snow is nothing more than that!

Just as he was thinking about this, the big man on the stage who was covered in cold sweat suddenly yelled and finally launched an attack.

I saw this big man, waving a double hammer on his chest, roaring, and stomping on the ring, like an indestructible tank, rushing towards the slightly thin white-clothed knight.

The size, the momentum, and the voice are comparable to that of the later generations of Pavarotti. The elders of the various sects who were watching the battle in the audience couldn't help but shudder after hearing the deafening roar of this big man, and hurriedly raised their hands to cover their ears, for fear of being deafened by this huge roar.

In just a few breaths, the big man had already rushed to the front of the white-clothed knight. He roared, raised his arms in the air, raised the gavel with all his might, and smashed it towards the head of the white-clothed knight.

The strong wind brought by the double hammers blew the sand and rocks in the ring. The whirring air currents rolled up the leaves that fell on the stage. The swinging hammer made a whining sound, as if with a thousand powers. Listening to this creepy voice, the martial arts people watching the battle in the audience couldn't help but change their complexion.

And at this moment, I saw the white-clothed knight, his body suddenly moved, like a ghost, leaving a dizzying afterimage. Just like that, in the blink of an eye, dodged the falling twin hammers. With a magical step under his feet, he turned around slightly, and floated unbelievably behind the big man.

Then, in the stunned eyes of countless people in the audience, I saw this white-clothed knight casually raise his foot and gently kicked towards the fat buttocks of the big man.

It looks like a weak kick, but when the white-clothed knight kicks the big man. I saw that the big man who looked like a cow screamed. weighed more than 200 pounds, so he flew straight up, drew an arc in the air, and flew towards the referee's seat under the stage.

Rumble...... In the back, in the stunned eyes of the disciples of various sects, they saw that those old men and old ladies who were already seventy or eighty years old ran faster than rabbits, and with a bang, they fled without a single figure in the blink of an eye. All that was left was a mess of chairs and stools.

And the big man flying in the air, looking at the chairs and stools below, his face suddenly turned pale, and his heart was full of incomparable remorse, scolding these heartless old things, and he didn't know how to catch Lao Tzu.

With a bang, the big man slammed into the ground. The face is against the ground, and the five bodies are thrown to the ground. After a puff of smoke, his body was as strong as a small hill. His hands and feet twitched twice, and he stopped moving.

The disciples of the sect who were watching around couldn't help but pick their eyelids when they saw the billowing smoke and dust falling, revealing the well-developed limbs of the big man and the head buried in a pile of broken wood. Hey, it hurts!

Even the onlookers couldn't help but twitch their facial muscles when they saw this big man fall so badly. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Dead!" A referee looked at the big man whose life and death were unknown, his face was a little pale, turned his head, and asked his companion next to him in a low voice.

"No, I don't know, I guess I only have half a life left!" The companion choked on a mouthful of saliva, patted his numb face with palpitations, and whispered.

"Let's take a look!"

"Okay, okay!"

The two discussed for a while, and then walked cautiously. Squatted down, stretched out his hand and pushed the big man who was lying motionless on the ground. Asked with concern, "Hey, how's it going!" ”

"Hmm, don't move!" The big man lying on the ground, covered in dust, suddenly looked like a corpse. He raised his hand and waved it, and said in a muffled voice.

"Damn!"

The two referees were taken aback by this guy's sudden voice, and in fright, they hurriedly retreated, staggering and almost falling.

"Damn, get out of here if you're not dead!" The referee, who was relieved, rushed over and kicked him angrily. Then he turned around and faced the white-clothed knight in the ring, clasped his fists and said, "Congratulations to the white hero for winning!" ”

Seeing the white-clothed knight on the stage nodding lightly to him, the flattering smile on the referee's face suddenly froze. Hehe laughed dryly, turned his head, glared angrily at the knights who didn't dare to look at him, and lowered their heads one after another, coughed, and shouted: "Who else!" ”

As soon as the words were spoken, the onlookers turned around and walked towards the door.

As he walked, he looked back at the old man with disdain. I kept scolding in my heart.

Damn, this old thing, a fox and a fake tiger. If Bai Gongzi wins, he has a relationship with you. What are you talking about here?

The old man looked at the countless middle fingers raised on the opposite side, and suddenly turned pale with anger. Stretching out his fingers, he pointed at those eight lambs, trembling all over.

And on the side of the ring, the remaining referees saw that everyone had no intention of fighting. They gathered together to discuss for a while, and then a white-bearded old man in a gray sermon robe came out of the crowd.

He coughed, raised his head, looked at the big man on the stage, who was carefully arranging his white shirt, and said loudly: "Congratulations to Bai Gongzi for winning the top spot in this martial arts conference!" ”

He clenched his fists at the white-clothed man, then waved his big hand and shouted: "Someone! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a little Taoist boy walked up with a wooden plate containing silver ingots.

"Bai Daxia, this is the bonus of this martial arts conference. I hope you will accept it! The old Taoist priest stood in the ring, smiled at the white-clothed hero, and then secretly stretched out his hand behind his back, pushed the little Taoist boy, and motioned him to send the gold and silver.

The strength and ruthless methods shown by this white boy just now are shocking. At this time, seeing this white hero with an indifferent face, although the old Taoist priest was the organizer of this event, he was still afraid of being beaten up, so he had to let a little Taoist go up to test the depth of the water.

Anyway, dead friends don't die poor! Hey!

Xiao Daotong glanced at it with great grievances, this sinister old guy, scolded in his heart, your uncle. If you don't dare to go up for fear of death, let Dao Ye and I go up to die. What a lack of morality.

However, although he despised the old Taoist priest in his heart, he had no choice but to be more than a step higher than his own. The little Taoist priest sighed, and he was unwilling, so he had to raise his feet and walk towards it.

"Wait!" Just as Xiao Daotong walked up the steps and walked towards the ring.

I saw this white hero, raised his head, quietly glanced at the old Taoist priest in the audience, and slowly stretched out his hand. stopped Xiao Daotong's continued coming to power.

"Bai, Bai Daxia, what else do you have to advise?" The old Taoist priest's face changed, he secretly took a step back, put his hands in front of his chest, made a defensive posture, secretly guarded in his heart, and asked in a deep voice.

The boy in white couldn't help but laugh sarcastically when he saw this old man so fancy. After shaking his head, he saw that his eyes turned to the ring, the one who had been squatting under the willow tree by the wall, holding his arms, groping his chin, and looking at the lively boy in green shirts happily.

"Isn't there still him?" The man in white smiled coldly, his eyes were slightly condensed, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Lu Heng, and said indifferently.

The old Taoist priest suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, his face softened, as if he had let go of a thousand catties of heavy burden, and his tense body suddenly relaxed. He followed the direction pointed by the man in white, turned around and looked, and was stunned.

Hey, there's really another one!

And under the willow tree, which had long lost its leaves, the scholar who had been squatting there, happily watching the excitement, suddenly pointed at himself when he saw the martial arts master in the ring. I was stunned.

Turned around and looked left and right.

Well, no one!

Turning his head, he gathered his gaze and looked towards the ring.

I saw that the man in white was indeed pointing to his place.

Who is he talking about?

Lu Heng muttered in his heart in wonder, and looked left and right again, there was still no one!.

Turning his head again, he happened to face the white-clothed hero who was in the ring, looking at him, and his heart was shocked.

He's not talking about me!

Lu Heng squeezed out a trace of an embarrassed smile on his face, pointed at himself, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he stammered and asked, "This hero, you won't say it again!" ”

The man in white saw Lu Heng swallowing his saliva, and he looked scared. With a faint smile, a mysterious smile lifted up at the corner of his mouth.

nodded, and said indifferently: "It's you!" ”

Lv Heng: "......"

After being shocked for a long time, Lu Heng hurriedly waved his hand, his head shook like a rattle, and said with a smile to this superb master of martial arts: "The hero has misunderstood, and he came in to see the excitement." I don't know how to do martial arts! ”

Unexpectedly, this white-clothed hero seemed to be staring at Lu Heng. He smiled lightly, raised his sleeves, patted the dust on his body gently, raised his head, tilted his head to look at Lu Heng, and said with a sneer: "This is the martial arts conference, and the people who can come here are all famous figures in the martial arts." You said that you don't know martial arts, heh, you can only coax a three-year-old child! ”

He saw that Lu Heng's face changed slightly, and even stared at Lu Heng as a master of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, smiled faintly, and asked suspiciously: "This son refuses to make a move, isn't it because he looks down on Bai?" If this is the case, Bai will definitely use what he has learned all his life to compete with his son! Childe won't be disappointed! ”

With that, Bai Gongzi snorted, raised his hand and touched the belt around his waist that seemed to have some pockets.

In the shocked eyes of Lu Heng and those referees, I saw the man in white, holding the hand on his waist, pulling it like lightning.

With a snort, a cold light popped up, and under the sun, this cold light reflected countless dazzling rays of light, and the people in the audience all raised their hands to block it.

Lu Heng saw the object reflecting the cold light through his fingers, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

At this time, the boy in white was holding a buzzing and trembling three-foot soft sword in his hand!

Seeing this white-clothed man, he actually pulled out his weapon. Many referees in the audience suddenly changed their faces, "Bai, Bai Daxia, according to the rules of this martial arts conference, it is not allowed to lead the ......, uh, you, you are casual, hehe, you are casual!" An old man jumped out indignantly, pointed at the man in white with trembling fingers, and shouted with saliva flying all over his mouth.

However, he only said half a sentence when he saw the man in white suddenly turn his head, looking at him with a look in his eyes. The old man's righteous indignant words were swallowed back immediately, and the justice on his face turned into nothing for a while, his face froze, and then he changed to a flattering smile, and hurriedly hugged his fists and said to the man in white with a smile.

Then, he turned his head and stared at Lu Heng, who had an unpredictable expression on his face, with an impartial look, and coughed: "Although this conference is not allowed to hurt people, except for personal grudges!" This son, you ......"

The old man glanced at Lu Heng deeply, shook his head and sighed with regret: "Take care of yourself!" ”

After saying this, the old man turned around, waved his hand at the other referees, and said: "Everyone, today the martial arts conference is held in my mountain view, and it is the martial arts colleagues who give face to the poor Dao." Poor Dao has prepared fragrant tea in the backyard, and invites all Taoist friends to share the deliciousness, how! ”

"What the Taoist of Guanshan wishes is what we want!" After many referees praised in unison, they patted their buttocks, followed the mountain view of the road chief, and ran away without a trace.

In the huge courtyard, only the white-clothed man on the stage remained, and Lu Heng, who lowered his head and had an unpredictable look in his eyes.

After a long time, Lu Heng shook his head with a wry smile, raised his head, and looked at the white-clothed man on the stage who was holding a sword and staring at him.

"This brother Tai, I don't believe it, my brother is so hard to force each other, just to beat this powerless scholar under the bottom. Mingren didn't say dark words before, so what advice did Childe have, but it didn't hurt to say it. If you know it, you must tell your brother! Lu Heng smiled, stared at the white-clothed man with burning eyes, and asked in a deep voice.

(To be continued)