The heroes of the major factions have paid full attention to this martial arts competition. Since ancient times, who has the highest martial arts is far more interesting than who has the best character. The only thing that can compete with the martial arts review is who looks more outstanding. Whether it is Bai Xiaosheng's weapon spectrum or Huashan's sword, in short, these rough guys who are rolling on the rivers and lakes, what they love to do the most is to give the world's practitioners a one, two, three, four, one high and low. Combat power has always been the most valuable topic to discuss, and it will not change over time.

This time, the imperial court took the lead, set up the ring, and ranked the world's masters, and it was also scratching the itch of these Jianghu people. In the past few days, the heads of various factions have been busy inviting Jinyi Wei to come over for guidance, and the chivalrous girls have tried their best to find a way to see how they can go to the window of the uncle of the country, and get the most precious vote in the hands of this person when they elect a good chivalrous woman in the future. The heroes and young men are gathered in groups of three or five, drinking and bragging. The farmers around Shaomu Mountain went to the temple every day to complain, either losing chickens and dogs, or their wives and daughters suffered losses. There are also those who drank too much at night and showed off their light skills, fell from someone's house, and the frightened two couples were scattered. Fortunately, Lian Tianfeng sent troops to tie up these over-energetic chivalrous young men and put them in the army as masters, and arrested more than 400 people in one go, and finally put a stop to this unhealthy trend.

But they couldn't go down the mountain to do bad things, so they could only drink and talk about martial arts on the mountain, and each boasted about his idol. If you say that Zhang San's skills are good, some people will say that Li Si's kung fu is better, and when it comes to the wrong place, he will rub his fists and tear his palms, and some old Jianghu people will persuade: "What are you fighting for?" Who was injured. Don't you have to spend money to buy bone-setting pills to eat? If there is any problem, we can all follow the example of the sages and solve it by arguing with the sword, verbal competition, not actual combat. Actually, if you want me to say, it's not interesting to compete verbally, why don't we open the handicap and buy to win or lose? ”

In the past, when the sword was contested. There are bookmakers to open the market. Buying or losing not not only satisfies the love of martial arts, but also stimulates consumption, killing two birds with one stone. But this time the martial arts heroes are in the ranks. Such a big thing. None of the bookmakers came out to open the market. The young men had no choice but to be self-reliant and have enough food and clothing.

On the day of the competition, the Shaolin Temple was crowded in front of the martial arts stage. A tall ring, built in a very grand manner, surrounded by weapons racks, there are all kinds of knives and guns. A group of Shaolin warrior monks, showing off their skills in the ring, exerting their own fists and feet to fight the tiger and tiger, the spectators nodded frequently, praising Shaolin martial arts, and it really has its own uniqueness.

On the judges' stage, the female dependents next to Zheng Guobao are now more than half, only Yue Lingshan and Liu Jing are left, and the others don't know where they went. The two of them didn't bother to talk to Zheng Guobao, because a middle-aged scribe wearing a square scarf and a straight shirt was talking to Zheng Guobao with a smile. "Uncle Guo, look at it, you arrange it like this, the little ones are very embarrassed. When we come out to interview, we have a mission. If you can't complete the work described above, you won't get the pen fee. It is said that this martial arts conference, the competition to win the championship and rank the seats, is the easiest project to make news. But if you engage in this boxing technique and weapon, there will be no blood at all, no one will die, and the villain will not be able to explain to the main writer. Can you take the trouble to arrange a few fights? ”

"Confidant tabloid? You're everywhere. The last time Wuyue merged, who wrote that draft? This is bullying the imperial court without a review mechanism, so it dares to write nonsense. And the matter of following my wife and concubine, who instructed me to do it? What kind of mad dog team or something, the ghost lingers behind me every day, and what kind of bastard talk is this? Isn't it true that officials are not human beings, so why can't they have privacy? You still want me to take care of your business, go dream. ”

The scribe's face turned red and white when he was reprimanded, but he still gritted his teeth and said: "Ti Shuai, you must know that we have our own news and our own interviews. You can't target this newspaper just because we travel our own power. I tell your uncle, how did the ten major sects come out, the master of the Baifeng Palace stayed with a certain magnate for one night, and these powerful materials are all in my hands. But for the sake of a good relationship between us, I decided not to publish it. However, if I can't get what I want at the tournament, those things, you just have to wait for the newspaper. and Ning Zhong has to say two or three things, Huashan Shimen has all the materials, but these materials are very sufficient. ”

Yue Lingshan listened clearly, her face turned white, her silver teeth were clenched, and her body couldn't stop trembling. Liu Jing watched coldly, gently patting the child in her arms. "Good boy, look at it, some people are about to be unlucky."

Zheng Guobao disdained, and only sneered, "It's no wonder that the confidant tabloid has been worse every year in recent years, your chief writer Shenlong has not seen the end of the year, but the people hired by his subordinates are such goods." Banshu wants peace, not war, and the future of Banshu should be decided by the people of Banshu, not by the imperial court. These bullshit articles are from you. Just rush this article, I am not wronged to destroy your whole house, and you dare to bargain with me? Come. ”

Ryan Stein walked over with a few foreigners, Zheng Guobao made a look, and those foreigners lifted the confidant tabloid reporter like an eagle catching a chicken. The scribe exclaimed, "What are you doing here?" I have the right to interview, you can't treat me like that. I'm not breaking the law, and you don't have the right to do this to me. ”

"Do you still need a reason for the government to arrest people? Take him down, put him on death row, put him with the felons who are going to be beheaded, and release him when I remember the day. A few foreigners got the order and dragged the scribe away, and Liu Cheng on the judges' stage laughed and said: "I don't know what is dead or alive, just rely on him, and dare to argue with Uncle Guo?" He deserved to die. I also read those so-called articles, and they are simply condemnable. ”

"There is no way, the court and the princes do not dare to make a move against the powerful who are entrenched in one side, and they mention the Yang family for 800 years and 29 generations. Supported by the people of Banzhou, it is not allowed to use swords and soldiers without permission. They don't understand that the more the people of Banzhou support it, the more Yang Yinglong wants to die. On this day, it is the heaven of the imperial court, and the earth is the land of the imperial court. He is a toast, if he is more supported than the imperial court, he should not live anymore. Just because he was a confused old man, Yang Yinglong was stronger day by day, and places like confidant tabloids also picked him up. In terms of knowledge, those big bosses may not be much stronger than these gang leaders and leaders today. Then there are those who pretend to be confused, but they can't be killed. ”

Just as he was saying this, the stage had been replaced by Shaolin monks changing their fists and feet into weapons, followed by a hard qigong performance. Oil hammers run through the top, silver spears pierce the throat and the like, endlessly. Liu Cheng yawned, "It's not interesting for me to look at this." Compared to the martial arts in the palace, it is far worse. Even the layman of the slave and maid can see that there are too many fishy things in hard qigong. ”

"Father-in-law Liu, look at what you said. Can this place perform martial arts compared to the palace? In the palace, it is necessary to show the heavenly family after the practice is good, and exchange the reward money for the future. What's the use of practicing here? The meaning is over, and those who have real kung fu are not exposed here. If you want to see something fun, it will be time to come in a while, how lively and lively it is. ”

Sure enough, after the warrior monks performed, as soon as Zhang Furong took her heroines on stage, she mobilized the love of the young and chivalrous women. At this moment, I heard someone again, "Zhang Furong." You are known as the Hibiscus Fairy, a cold-faced rakshasa, and I am Ren Yingying, but I am not convinced. Am I, the holy aunt of the Holy Gate, no match for you, a fairy? Today, I will compete with you in front of the heroes of the world, and see if you, the fairy, have the ability, or my holy aunt is more powerful! ”

I saw that Ren Yingying was also dressed in a neon dress and feather coat, like a fairy among the gods, standing with Zhang Furong, a pair of beauties, full of brilliance. Yue Lingshan said: "This is beautiful, but how to fight?" ”

"Don't worry, Lingshan, this qiē has the design of the Shaolin Martial Arts Guidance Brigade, and it is guaranteed to be fine. Don't be hot-eyed, wait until the talent show of the good chivalrous girl of the Ming Dynasty, and you will have the opportunity to show your face. I'll give you those questions, you must memorize them, and you will rely on them to show your face. (To be continued......)