On the second day, Chen Hui and his party had already settled into their accommodation. This time I came to the capital, and the four people in the inn had their own things. Chen Hui wants to find the scholar, and then find Chen Ling at the martial arts conference.

The palace and the martial arts conference site are all gathering places for all kinds of treasures, so the wind exhibition wants to steal a few treasures.

Zhong Yunxiu knew that there would inevitably be many players injured in the martial arts conference, and in the past few days, she has studied the Great Heaven Creation Technique, and she can just find a large number of players to practice, of course, she also hopes to meet Chen Ling and Bai Beiming.

As for Ding Qiliang, this Ding Qiliang, who was first wanted by the Empire, decided to participate.

After Ding Qiliang said his purpose, the three of them were surprised.

"Isn't it, big stupid cow, you actually want to participate in the martial arts conference?" Feng Zhan only felt that Ding Qiliang was crazy.

"Why do you suddenly take the risk to participate in the martial arts conference?" Chen Hui was also curious.

Ding Qiliang said: "Although the method of solving the ox knife depends on practice, and cultivation also depends on daily hard work, the way to cultivate the Nine Cows without regrets to the highest level is actual combat. Your opponents were too strong before, and for me, it was too early for me to fight at that level. ”

"But there are many opponents in the martial arts conference who are stronger than me, but they don't necessarily make me have no chance of winning, and I will only become stronger if I defeat these people. If I don't become stronger sooner, if I encounter a strong enemy in the future, I still rely on you alone, then I really don't need to hold a knife anymore. ”

After listening to Chenhui, he patted Ding Qiliang's shoulder and said, "Then I'll accompany you to the registration site to have a look, anyway, Mr. will definitely pay attention to this martial arts conference." ”

Of course, the wind exhibition also has to join in the fun: "Then I'll go too, just to see if there are any interesting characters in this martial arts conference." ”

Zhong Yunxiu said with a smile: "Then I will cheer for Brother Ding at that time, and if you are injured, I will treat you." ”

Ding Qiliang patted his chest: "Then I will definitely become more and more courageous!" ”

The four of them were not afraid of the trouble of revealing their identities, and they were very cheerful for a while. So the four of them went to the registration point of the martial arts conference, which was in the southern suburbs of the imperial capital, and there were eight martial arts arenas inside, each of which was very large. The inn was not long before the four of them arrived.

Chen Hui looked at such a big ring, and the competition of tens of thousands of people in his heart, it seemed that in addition to the follow-up one-on-one, there would be a scuffle before this link.

There are a total of eight points for registration, and tens of thousands of people have signed up for eight points, and there is naturally a long queue in each place. There's a lot of interesting stuff going on in between.

The person in charge of the registration is a Buddhist monk.

Ding Qiliang's queue is at the seventh registration point. At this moment, there are more than a dozen people in front of Ding Qiliang.

"Donor's name."

"Tang Tiedan."

“…… Good name for donor. What weapons does the donor have? In addition to the realm geometry. What about subordinate sect families? ”

"No, why are you asking so much, what's the use of asking the realm, and asking the sect family?"

"Donor, it's like this, asking about the realm is to prevent the realm from being low and too early to the realm of the high, first, to give newcomers more opportunities, and second, to ensure the excitement of the martial arts conference. As for the family sect, it is to avoid cannibalism as much as possible. ”

"Hey, it's not bad, I am from the Tang family, the Tang family, and the Lianqing Tang family. The weapon is a slab brick. realm, is it true that the higher I say, the higher the opponent may be? ”

"That's true, but it's not too high."

"Tsk, what if I say it's low?"

"Poor Monk Seven Leaves Realm."

“……”

Tang Tiedan was silent for a while. It is true that the Buddhism has a profound heritage, but even the eight little monks who are responsible for signing up are all in the seven-leaf realm, is the strength of these nine major sects really so exaggerated?

The meaning of the little monk's sentence is that if the strength of the person who signs up is lower than the seven-leaf realm, the monk who is responsible for signing up can see it at a glance, so ...... Misreporting the realm will not work.

As for the realm above the seven leaves, such as the nine-leaf realm and the eight-leaf realm, there is no way, but most of the people above the seven-leaf realm will not do this, after all, ninety-five percent of the people in this realm are masters who have been famous for a long time.

Tang Tiedan is gone.

"Little master, what level was that person just now?"

"Donor, the Buddha said: Don't say."

"In Xia Zhao Feihong, known as Foshan Shadowless Legs, has never used weapons. Little master, look, can you make my opponent a little weaker, I have just peeked into the leaf realm, and I am still a delicate flower. ”

"Don't say."

"Can you be accommodating, it's not respectful at all......"

"Next donor, please."

Zhao Feihong secretly scolded and left without knowing the current affairs.

……

There are a lot of such conversations. But almost all of them are trying to get the monks in charge of signing up to write their realm falsely a little lower. Of course, there are some more troublesome registrations.

"Under Wang Yi."

"Under the second king."

"Under the king."

"Under the fourth king."

"Under the fifth king."

"Under the sixth king."

"Under the seventh king."

"In the lower king...... Nine. ”

"We are the eight masters of the royal family of Ye Yangcheng!"

Eight voices rang out at the same time.

"That, Wang Yi's donors will invite you first, and the next seven donors, please don't cut in line."

"That's impossible, the eight stars and eight sword formations of our eight people must be all present, all of them are indispensable!"

The little monk sighed, why are there so many strange things here.

"Donor, according to the regulations, the martial arts conference can only be one-on-one. The poor monk can arrange the nine of you together in the melee area, but the registration is for the one-on-one arrangement in the back, please don't cut the line. ”

"What nine, we are eight! No, all eight of us must be present at the same time. ”

"The little monk can't do it."

"So? You just won't let us participate? After saying that, this Wang family Bajie is going to make trouble.

There were indeed troublemakers during the registration period, and the little monk was helpless and ready to make a move.

But behind these eight people is Ding Qiliang.

Ding Qiliang was irritable when he heard it, one in one hand, and instantly threw the two of them away, and then waved the treasure knife on his waist, and shook back the other six people with the back of the knife, and the whole action was like flowing water in one go, only in a few breaths, these eight people were all beaten away by Ding Qiliang. The strong sword qi made these eight people unable to move for a while after being knocked away.

A hint of admiration flashed in the little monk's eyes.

"The donor is very skilled."

"Haha, little master, don't praise me, I can be regarded as saving their lives, otherwise the people of the Buddhist Sect will do it, and they will be even more miserable."

"The donor is such a nice person. Dare to ask the name, realm, and family of the sect to which it belongs. ”

"Ding Qiliang, the realm of six leaves. There are no sects, no sects, no sects. ”

The little monk was surprised.

"Donor, you...... Are you sure you want to fill in this high, then your opponent may be terrible. ”

"I'm just here to find a beating, don't worry, little master, just report it."

"The poor monk...... I wish the donor all the best. ”

The little monk made a special note of it, Ding Qiliang. This is the first person he has met today who has taken the initiative to report to his own realm.

Every registration point, in fact, every day, there will be a few interesting people appear.

For example, at the sixth registration point, the little master was so busy that he found that the sixty-four people who had just signed up were all the same person.

The number of martial arts paths of these people, the sects of the masters, the weapons used, and the kung fu realms are all different, but they are all the same person, when he found out, when he wanted to find the master, it was too late, and he didn't know who the master was, if he pushed them all out, it would be a pity to push off a powerful new star like this, so he simply arranged all the sixty-four people in the same mixed battlefield.

But this little monk had to sigh that there were really a lot of weirdos in this martial arts conference.

And the No. 1 registration point, even more exaggerated, the little master who signed up is in his twenties, and the Seven Leaves Realm is also a rare genius in Buddhism, in fact, these eight young monks in charge of the Seven Leaves Realm are all the successors of the future Heaven and Earth Arhat Array.

Naturally, they are all geniuses.

But in the face of a child whose realm is one level higher than them, but who is nearly ten years younger than them, the young masters of the Buddhist sect also feel that the word genius is really ashamed.

After that kid reported that his realm was the realm of eight leaves, the people behind him happened to have amazing ears, and they couldn't help but laugh at this kid named Bingzhi for loving vanity and exaggerating his realm.

But then he was a little stunned when he saw that the monk in charge of signing up was full of admiration.

When it came time for him to sign up for himself, he couldn't help but ask:

"The one named Bingzhi just now, is he really so strong? Teenage kid Yaba realm? ”

"Donor, don't listen to insolence, it's not right for you to do this."

"Little master, you tell me."

"Alas, the poor monk shouldn't have said much, but that benefactor is the youngest eight-leaf realm that the poor monk has ever seen in his life."

“……”

Chen Hui and Feng Zhan and Zhong Yunxiu watched all this, and the spies of various forces were also watching all this.

Signing up is a small ranking in itself, and people in the rivers and lakes are good at gambling, and people who are good gamblers will naturally not miss the gambling game of the martial arts conference, and all the odds and the preliminary calculation data of the winning and losing rates are all from the registration information.

The weapons of the sect judge the number of martial arts, and the level of the realm judges the strength of the geometry. As for the name, it is a piece of information that knows his past achievements, so registration is an important part.

There are many gamblers in the rivers and lakes, and this gambler at the second registration point is very interesting.

"Little master, let's make a bet? In this way, you look at me, the realm is not low, but I also want to win the previous game easily, why don't we gamble on it? ”

"Donor, we Buddhists are not allowed to gamble."

"Nonsense! Life in the world, the word gambling, fight a single horse into a carriage. Every choice in life is full of unknowns, and there are unknowns and gambling, just like the little master, do you know that this martial arts conference is not a conspiracy? But everybody came, because this is gambling, winning fame and fortune, and losing, maybe you will be crushed. ”

The little monk was a little confused.

"The Buddha also has gambling, opening such a large temple, the gambling is that tourists will come to give incense money, otherwise, the Buddha will starve to death, right? So, little master, let's make a bet? ”

The little monk was a little foggy, and nodded in a trance.

"Refreshing, my name is Bai Guts, no door, no faction, no weapons, the realm will not tell you, the same as the little master, a little bit higher than you, in this way, let's shake the dice, two, the points over nine will be counted according to the Nine Leaves Realm, and then shake to what point, how about you report my realm?"

"Donor, this is not in order."

"Buy it and never leave it!"

"The poor monk of the benefactor has not yet agreed......"

"Oh, five o'clock, little master, in this way, how about you report my realm to the realm of five leaves?"

"It's not okay for the donor to do this......"

"Donor, you stay...... Donor, you wait! Don't go! ”

The white gall ran away.

The little monk couldn't cry or laugh, what kind of weirdos are these. In the end, the little monk had no choice, he didn't explore the other party's realm, so he had to write a five according to the number of points. But I don't know if it's too high or too low.

Chen Hui asked curiously: "Why don't you see Li Nianyun Dao Ghost and these people to sign up." ”

After the cook finished registering, he came to Chenhui's side and said: "This group of people are all monsters among monsters, their sessions have already been arranged, and they will not appear in the melee, in fact, some of the people in the realm of seven leaves will also be directly promoted to the one-on-one competition." ”

Chen Hui nodded as if he didn't understand: "It seems that if you want to see Brother Li, you have to wait a few days." ”

Ding Qiliang said: "The heads of the wealthy families of various martial arts forces, the famous heroes of the rivers and lakes, as well as the elites and even the heads of the nine major factions, many rings in front of them will not participate. ”

The conversation between the two was quickly interrupted by the exclamations of the crowd.

Chen returned to Ding Qiliangshun's prestige, but saw a giant. The man's long hair covered his face, and he could only be seen from the corners of his mouth, and he didn't seem to be very happy.

The ten-foot-tall body made the little monk in charge of signing up have to raise his head.

A huge body represents a great deal of power. When the little monk asked the realm, his voice was very loud, in fact, he was already deliberately lowering it.

"The realm of seven leaves. Xiao Hanshan. Sect, Xuanwu Sect. ”

The audience was amazed. The Xuanwu Sect has the strongest defense, and most of the people in it are physically strong people, but it is rare to see someone like Xiao Hanshan in a hundred years. A giant who has cultivated the martial arts of the Xuanwu Sect, such a combination, just happened to be in the realm of seven leaves that was pending without examination, everyone prayed that Xiao Hanshan could advance directly, such a person appeared in the mixed battlefield, and the battlefield where he was must be the group of death.

"It seems that if this person is not exempted from the examination, but is assigned to the melee battlefield, then this person must be a gatekeeper of this martial arts conference." Ding Qiliang said.

"Gatekeeper?" Chen Hui was puzzled.

"The Xuanwu Sect is a group of people from the Nine Great Sects, and the people of the Nine Great Sects actually don't need to sign up, of course, the Cold Yin Sect is an exception, and the people of the Cold Yin Sect are all a group of escapist cultivators, not in the Martial Arts Alliance. This person came to sign up, and it was obvious that he was a genius in the sect, and such a figure was really the most suitable for the Xuanwu Sect. His existence is very likely to be the gatekeeper of the nine major factions to screen fresh blood and talents. ”

Ding Qiliang's expression was solemn: "It's just that this standard is a little too high, and this Xiao Hanshan is afraid that it will become a nightmare for many people in this martial arts conference." ”

Most people agree with Ding Qiliang's inference, but Chen Hui feels that the dark horse of this martial arts conference will inevitably far exceed everyone's imagination.

Chen Hui suddenly smiled and said, "Cook, come on." ”

This sentence of cheering came inexplicably, but the cook nodded, and Ding Qiliang didn't know how far he could go in the martial arts conference. Ke Chenhui believed that Ding Qiliang would not stop before seeing those monsters, and he would not help him this time, but he believed in Ding Qiliang from beginning to end.

(Although the shopkeeper of the martial arts conference did not participate, there will definitely be a scene of him fighting with many strong people, haha, for now, let's cheer for Ding Qiliang first~)