【230】The contest begins
Ye Qingxuan peed and met a group of liars, but he didn't poke it, he didn't pay attention, he didn't care at all, and he didn't take it to heart.
But he didn't know that his comments on the ugly man had left an indelible impression on the other party's heart.
This ugly man has no name or surname, is an orphan, and seems to have a bit of foreign blood, with yellow hair, and was picked up on the side of the road when he was a child by an old dart master of the Kanto Iron Horse Dart Bureau. is obviously an abandoned orphan, neither frozen to death in the ice and snow, nor taken away by the wolf, this kid is very fateful......
The old dart master is single, has no wife and no children, so he is raised as his own son, but the old dart master is short-tempered, and the atmosphere of this yellow-haired boy's parents is a bastard of the turtle king, can you give birth or not, you don't throw it into the wilderness......
Therefore, in order to commemorate the unscrupulous parents of Huang Mao, the old dart master specially gave this yellow haired boy a stage name, called "Turtle Sheng" - that actually means that his father and his mother were born to Wang Ba, but he forgot that this Wang Basheng's thing is Wang Baba, so this kid's temper and personality are enough for ordinary people to bear.
The turtle took the surname of the old dart master, and the surname returned, so this turtle thing has become a turtle thing again......
Originally, when he was a teenager, he also practiced martial arts with the old dart master for a few years, but later because the old dart master went to the dart and lost his life, there was no one to discipline the turtle student.
According to the rules of the dart game, the children without parents in the dart game have to be raised by the dart board, and they will also join the dart board in the future to contribute a lifetime of strength, but this product has a bad temper, and the son of the head of the dart head was beaten badly on the first day. It's so hanging and killed. Straight out of the door. Left to fend for themselves.
Although he didn't admit it verbally, he always felt that his talent was too sparse, but because he loved martial arts very much, he held a set of horizontal kung fu that he didn't remember digging out of which grave bag every day.
This time, I suddenly heard someone praise me for my natural good foundation, regardless of whether he said later that he was old and difficult to achieve. But finally someone praised himself sincerely for the first time, and felt that he was okay, but no one could discern the hero, so he let himself be delayed.
This made the turtle brother who had been complaining about him all his life shocked and moved.
It turns out that he is not a waste!
This sense of identity almost made him feel the urge to kneel and thank him.
Although I can't find anyone, I remember this voice, in my lifetime, I must find this master again, and I have to let him pass on his hands to be a cow and a horse......
Ye Qingxuan tidied up his clothes. When I came back from peeing, I heard the sound of gongs and drums on the viewing platform. Firecrackers are fired......
Ye Qingxuan knew that this was about to start the game......
Ran two steps onto the top of the tent, stepped on the tent and didn't care about the scolding, and after a while, he rushed back to the top of the tent on his side, and saw that there were already two people waiting, one was the second Zhanyu, and the other was the sixth Meng Yuanyun.
The weapons were thrown below, and the two of them did a good job, standing here as if there was no one, and the three of them didn't speak, looking at the viewing platform from a distance, "Nantian Yilong" Wei Xiaotian was stretching his neck and shouting passionately.
Anyone who has gone to school has this experience, and whoever is sick will listen to the principal's nonsense.
Ye Qingxuan didn't hear what Wei Xiaotian was yelling at, but looked behind him, there were more than a dozen seats in that row, but they were all celebrities with faces in this competition.
Ye Qingxuan saw Shenjian and Miaoxiu as a monk at first glance, because there were more than a dozen people in a row, just their bright hall, not far from Qiu Yiping, and there was one who turned out to be Chu Tianjian, the soul hook Tai Sui of Motianling...... It seems that after all, it is a big underworld faction, Wei Xiaotian still gave the other party a face, after all, people are here to compete, and there is no reason to save face.
In addition to these four people and Wei Xiaotian, there are as many as six left, but Ye Qingxuan doesn't know them, so he poked Zhan Yu beside him and asked, "Second brother, who are those people above, they are shy, so imposing." ”
After Zhan Yu glanced at it, he said with a smile: "These people are all masters invited by Old Man Wei to suppress the formation, they are all well-known figures in the underworld, the one on the far left is a gray hero, three filters and long beards, and an old man with a good appearance, that is the old hermit of Yangjiazhuang in Shunan, known as the 'Arm Saint' Yang Bozhan, this old man's iron arm skills are not ambiguous, and he can be used as a golden iron whip; Iron-footed Immortal 'Liu Daozhen, a congenital master in Shuzhou, has been a good friend of Yang Bozhan for many years; White Horse Silver Gun 'Bai Deng'ao, a horse bandit north of Liangzhou, but there is also some morality, ordinary people do not rob, nor rob the friends of the underworld, they rob the things of the imperial court and the Baidao faction, his hands are very hard, and he rarely kills, he is a horse bandit purely to avenge the revenge of Baidao Wulin who killed his brother......; Hehe, I don't know my brother anymore......"
Ye Qingxuan nodded while listening, and said in his heart that this second brother is familiar with the people in the rivers and lakes, and a group of people go to that station, what is their surname, what is their name, what they know, and what have they done...... This can be remembered** is not far from ten, this ability is not bad.
The two of them were muttering here, and at this time, Wei Xiaotian's speech over there was also over, and the three drums sounded, and the disciples of Nanlong Mountain Villa near each tent went to the tent to explain to the participating martial artists what to do next.
This side is no exception, a good-looking young man, very polite, said directly: "Please also ask friends whose identity number plate is in front of the five thousand to enter the competition, at the place of entry, someone will check the identity number plate with you, and will also give you a note, the above is the venue of the competition, you young heroes find the competition field according to the number number on the field, and you can participate in the competition......"
When everyone heard this, oh, they all understood......
Then this guy didn't talk nonsense, and directly brought the people who wanted to participate in the game.
Ye Qingxuan didn't come early or late, and the number of "Nine Five Two Seven" was ranked in the next round.
"Brother, I'll go over first......"
Among a few people, the "Little Eagle King" Zhanyu came early, and among the brothers, he came early, and the disciples of Qingyunguan were almost all within 5,000, huhula, and more than 20 people followed the disciples of Nanlong Villa.
"Second brother, come on......"
"Come on, little ones, ......" (to be continued......