"Old Tang, why haven't you come here yet?"

On the referee's bench, someone asked.

For a long time, the chief referee of the world's first martial arts club has been the initiator of the world's first martial arts club, the master of the six sects and seven factions and three families, or the head of the same sect as the head of the sect as the chief referee.

Of course, as the chief referee, they don't have to go down in person, and only when there is a big difference in the opinions of the three referees on the spot, the referees will come forward to make the final decision.

At this time, several leading figures of the three families of the six sects and seven factions had already sat on the referee's table early, waiting for the official opening of the world's first martial arts meeting.

Almost everything has arrived, but Tang Yongde of the Tang Gate has not come for a long time, not only Tang Yongde has not come, but Tang Dazang, the deputy of Tang Yongde of the martial arts association, has not been seen this time, which makes people a little confused.

"What about Old Mo? Where did old Mona go? ”

When someone asked about Tang Yongde, they suddenly found that not only did Tang Yongde not see a trace, but even Mo Wuliang of Kongtong did not see a shadow at all, and he couldn't help but be even more puzzled.

"Pedal ......"

A short time later, there was a sound of footsteps.

"Brother Wu......"

"Brother Wu is here, you can see those two old things Mo Wuliang and Tang Yongde?"

The person who came was Wu Dehui, the host of this martial arts meeting, and when he heard someone ask, Wu Dehui wiped a cold sweat and said, "Old Mo Na is ...... Stroke......"

"I'm going? No way? Mo Wuliang's cultivation is ...... Can you still get this disease? ”

"Can't die, can you? Find a doctor! ”

"Die, probably can't die, but my mouth and eyes are crooked, and I walk off track...... Hey, I was a cultivator, but I was knocked down by illness......" Wu Dehui recalled Mo Wuliang's appearance, and couldn't help but sigh.

In fact, after cultivating to the Grandmaster Realm, diseases such as cerebral stroke, coronary heart disease, and high blood pressure will basically not appear in them, but basically not, it does not mean that it will never be, at least, in the past hundred years of martial arts rivers and lakes, Mo Wuliang's situation is the second case......

Regarding Mo Wuliang's situation, everyone just sighed for a while, No one wants to see this unlucky disease, but if they really find it, no one can do it.

As soon as Wu Dehui's words fell, an inner disciple of Kongtong came to ask for his resignation.

Wu Dehui said: "Don't be so polite, it's important to go to treatment quickly, you said that this matter is also in a hurry, after the martial arts conference is over, I and my brothers, and then go to see your head of the house." ”

Everyone also said that if they are sick and can't be delayed, it is important to go to the doctor first - as for whether they will visit in the future, it is difficult to say, after all, he is in the rivers and lakes, and he is Mo Wuliang's appearance, it is clearly impossible to continue to serve as the head of Kongtong, even if they continue to contact with the people of Kongtong, probably, they will choose to contact the next head.

Human affection is like this.

"Let's go, let's go!"

On the mountain road, Mo Wuliang sat on a sliding pole, carried by two disciples, and trotted all the way.

Mo Wuliang kept urging on the sliding rod, faster, faster!

It seems that the martial arts meeting hosted by the Wu family has been regarded as a flood beast that chooses people and devours them.

It seems that if you run a little slower, you will die here.

Suddenly.

"Click!"

The green bamboos that make up the sliding rod probably can't withstand the bumps of this speed, and they shatter with a click!

"It's not good, the enemy attacked, they caught up!"

"It is said" that Mo Wuliang, who had a "stroke", was agile and scurried off the sliding pole, A beautiful lazy donkey rolled and wild dogs grabbed, and quickly ran into the grass on the side of the road to dodge, where is there a little inconvenience in legs and feet?

"Boss? Master Mo ...... "The two disciples, as well as several Kongtong disciples who accompanied them, hurriedly rushed forward, "No, there is no enemy attack, it is the ...... that the sliding rod is broken."

Mo Wuliang looked around vigilantly, and his shock calmed down for a while.

"Go fast, go as fast as you can, get out of this place of right and wrong......"

Mo Wuliang said nervously.

"Master, what's going on? We haven't participated in the martial arts meeting yet, so we're in such a hurry to leave? ”

"You can't say it, you can't say it...... In short, if you go late, you may die! ”

"That can't be, Master Mo, in the realm of the Wu family, unless several other sects unite, who can be our opponent of Kongtong?"

"! In this martial arts world, the cultivation is higher than ours, I don't know how many, you are just a martial arts person in the middle of the dark energy, and you dare to say that the world is invincible? Mo Wuliang whispered while sneering: "Tell you, you must not say it!" The Tang Sect in Shuzhong has caused a big disaster! ”

"Shuzhong Tangmen, what's the trouble?"

"Tang Yongde, the head of the Tang Sect, and Tang Yongde's deputy Tang Dazang this time are already dead! Killed! Tang Yongde: Who is that? A cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training! Isn't it a thousand times stronger than a martial artist in the dark energy period than you? Even Tang Yongqiang was defeated by the other party with one move and cut off his head, what good end can we do if we stay here? ”

Mo Wuliang recalled the sharp sword, and he shivered all over his body, almost peeing his pants.

Anyway, it is the best policy to slip away first, I hope that the other party's target is only the Tang Sect in Shuzhong, and it will not be pursued to his Kongtong, but this kind of thinking is just self-deception, Mo Wuliang knows in his heart that in the action last night, in addition to the Tang Sect sent two people out to deal with Qin Bei and Tang Xiaotian, he Mo Wuliang also sent two people over......

I knew that I would sleep on a sieve when I knew the kang......

The most unfortunate thing in the world is that there is no regret medicine for ......

Hey, then again, who would have thought that Qin Bei and Tang Xiaotian would be so strong!

Moreover, he Tang Xiaotian seems to be an outcast of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong, killing Tang Yongde, the head of the Tang Sect, is like chopping melons and vegetables, without even hitting a stump, he directly chops off people's heads!!

Mo Wuliang's departure did not affect the process of the world's first martial arts association.

First of all, the twenty good players selected by the sea appeared one after another, Zhuo Yongfeng ranked seventeenth, seeing Zhuo Yongfeng playing, Zhuo Linlin couldn't help shouting in the stands: "Dad, come on!" ”

Zhuo Yongfeng seemed to have sensed it, and showed a sweet smile in the direction where his daughter was, and by the way, arched his hand in that direction as a thank you.

He knew that it was Qin Bei, Tang Xiaotian, Hou Yuwei and the little girl named Gillian who were sitting with his daughter, and the savior of his Zhuo Yongfeng and daughter Zhuo Linlin!

Thank you for your kindness!

After the twenty audition masters appeared, followed by ten internal experts.

These ten internal masters did not cause too many waves, after all, this is also a rule of the martial arts association, which has been implemented for more than ten sessions, these ten internal masters are from the six sects and seven factions and three families, but after the appearance, there are only eight people, among which the quota of the Tangmen in Shuzhong, and the quota of Kongtong, all directly abstained from the game.

Even if it was the twenty audition masters, the people who came were not complete, and one of the places selected by Kongtong and one place from Tangmen all abstained from the competition.

"This game is a bit weird...... "On the referee's bench, Wu Dehui said with some confusion.

Before the tournament even started, four people gave up their places, the first time this has happened in recent years.

"The quota must be filled." Someone said: "Brother Wu, if I don't think so, I will first notify the top ten among those who lost the audition, and take out four places to add them." ”

"That's a good idea." Everyone agreed, so Wu Dehui gave the order.

Hearing the news, those who lost the audition were naturally very excited, but among the top ten losers, there were two people who had to postpone it last night because they felt that there was no hope for the finals.

Soon the quota was gathered, and Wu Dehui officially announced that the finals of this year's No. 1 martial arts meeting hosted by the Wu family officially began.

First of all, Wu Dehui asked people to take out the prizes of the winners of this martial arts meeting, the first place, a set of Xiao Li flying knives.

second place, three dried peaches.

3rd place......

Among the thirty people, if they can enter the top ten, they will all have physical rewards, ranging from weapons and special ingredients.

After the tenth place, it is a banknote reward, on the basis of the previous entry competition of 1 million, for each person advanced, a bonus of 10,000 yuan.

Zhuo Yongfeng calculated there, even if he got the thirtieth place, there would be a reward of 1.5 million.

This time it was a coincidence, and I temporarily found four top-up numbers, after all, those were all defeated by Zhuo Yongfeng's subordinates, in this case, the worst will be the twenty-sixth, and the bonus that can be obtained is three million yuan, which is enough for Zhuo Yongfeng to improve the life of his daughter Zhuo Linlin.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yongfeng couldn't help but squint and laugh.

"The martial arts meeting has officially begun, please draw lots."

Zhuo Yongfeng walked quickly to the draw table, and he drew a competition table with "No. 10" written on it.

Soon, someone shouted, "Where is the Tenth, please prepare!" ”

Not far away, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man raised the number plate in his hand, the same as Zhuo Yongfeng, it was also the number ten plate, and the two became opponents, winning or losing in one game, and came to the stage first.

"I'm going to win, I'm going to win!"

Zhuo Yongfeng secretly encouraged himself, carried a long knife given by Qin Bei, and walked quickly to the No. 10 martial arts platform.

On the other side, the young man was already waiting there, and he was using a Qimen weapon, the Bagua Purple Gold Hammer.

The shiny chain was covered with a small purple and gold hammer the size of a melon, enough for as many as eight.

As the saying goes, one inch long, one inch strong, this kind of Qimen weapon can fight with the enemy from a few meters away, but it is difficult for the opponent to bully him, and the end is very powerful.

The on-site referee announced the rules, you can use a hidden weapon, but you need to report it in advance, and similarly, you can also use a magic weapon, as long as you have it, as long as you can control it, everything is not a problem, and even the spirit pet can also be brought to the competition platform, the premise is that it also needs to be reported.

Fall off the competition platform first, or automatically admit defeat, or be overturned to the ground and unable to fight again, and be judged to lose.

The rest of the rules, that is, there are no rules.

"Please bless the enchantment of the Three Elders of the Six Sects and Seven Sects!"

After the host announced, more than a dozen old men walked quickly to the No. 10 competition platform, each occupying a corner, and at the same time, a faint film-like enchantment slowly rose from all around the competition platform.