Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Contest Begins

"Have you recorded it, it's okay to release it and listen to it, maybe you can save a lot of cultivation effort." Wei Qingqing Qingdao.

Seriously looked at the camera elf, still in the state of recording, if you really listen to the sound of the piano can add to the experience of everything, it will be refreshing.

"It's all recorded."

"We'll try later." Wei Qingqing Qingdao.

nodded in serious agreement, and looked at the side, the county lord and the yellow prince, Yan Ruoxi, and Xiaoying were still with their eyes closed, looking intoxicated, as if they were reminiscing about the sound of nature.

noticed that he looked at it seriously, but the "white outside" glanced at it seriously, his real gaze was like a knife, but as soon as his eyes made contact, he felt a shock in his heart.

Seriously hurriedly picked up the teacup and took a sip to hide the uneasiness in his heart, the old eunuch's martial arts were so high that it could be seen that he seemed to be completely unaffected by the sound of the piano.

After a long time, the audience burst into thunderous applause, and the sound of praise was endless.

"This song should only be in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world." Huang Gongzi opened his eyes and praised from the bottom of his heart, "It is really worth the trip to listen to Master Wen Caiyue show off his piano skills." ”

"Are you thinking about Master Wen?" There was a sly look in the county lord's big eyes, "At that time, it's time to listen to her play whenever you want." ”

"How can your ideas be so vulgar?" Huang Gongzi shook his head with a smile.

Listening seriously silently, he smiled secretly in his heart, brother just doesn't think about Master Wen Caiyue, and he can listen to it whenever he wants.

"Shhhh Men are duplicitous. The county lord pouted and said disapprerovingly.

"That's a good sentence, I'll relay it to your brother Jialun later." Huang Gongzi laughed.

"Don't!" The county lord hurriedly stopped.

"Hahahaha!" Huang Gongzi laughed proudly.

A thunderous roar rang out in the courtyard.

"The opportunity to get together with Master Wen Caiyue, my master is going to decide!"

With this roar, a figure flew out of the pavilion on the right, volleyed three heels, crossed a distance of several zhang, and flew down to the stone platform, it was a burly man named Zhuang Yong, with a lion nose and a wide mouth, and his appearance was very fierce and vicious.

This stupid X, is it really a simple-minded person with well-developed limbs, and he doesn't know how to shoot a bird? Seriously sneered in his heart, rushed forward with such a hurry, and was not killed by the wheel war.

The rich middle-aged man who appeared before had just walked onto the stone platform, and his face was embarrassed, and before he could come up to talk about the rules and announce the start of the martial arts competition, someone was on the field, and he had to retreat to the side stupidly.

"Who's that?" Huang Gongzi turned his head to Bai Yuanwai and asked.

"The angry eyes of King Kong Zhuang Yong, practicing kung fu horizontally, can be regarded as passable." Bai Yuanwai finally spoke, his voice was old, but it was feminine and tight.

Huang Gongzi nodded, with the martial arts realm of "Bai Yuan", it is not easy to get a satisfactory evaluation from him, this Zhuang Yong's horizontal practice of kung fu should be quite good.

He looked at the pavilion on the right, but saw a young man in brocade leaning on the wooden railing with a headache and sighing, that should be the person who recruited this Zhuang Yong.

"I'll meet you!" A slender man swept down the stone platform.

Don't wait for Zhuang Yong to answer, he attacked, his body is very agile, his legs are also very fast, the leg shadow is like the wind, and he kicked out more than a dozen feet in an instant, Zhuang Yong did not dodge or dodge, even the leg shadow that kicked to many important points was ignored, let the kick be beaten, the big fan-like hand stretched out, grabbed the man's clothes, and slapped the other hand and fanned over.

With a crisp sound, the man's nose was slapped to the side, blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and the man fainted.

Zhuang Yong threw him to the ground casually and laughed wildly, "Who else!" ”

Even if he was hit hard, his body didn't shake, but there were many more footprints on his body.

There are a few more people on the field, indeed as the "white outside" said, this Zhuang Yong's horizontal practice kung fu is very good, the sword is difficult to hurt, a few people who went up to chop the sword, did not hurt him at all, just made his clothes tattered, attacked his eyes, Zhuang Yong closed his eyes, is a slap over, his body is strong, but the shot is surprisingly fast, he can't break the defense, but the person who was slapped by his slap is very hard, and the bones are broken.

There was a Wudang player who knew how to palms and also ran up to challenge, and he also didn't end well, Zhuang Yong's horizontal kung fu seemed to have even cultivated his internal organs, and he was slapped several times without incident.

There are many ways to deal with him seriously, but I don't plan to shoot so quickly, if you want to win the championship, just defeat the last one.

The figure flashed, and a person appeared on the field, it was a player in a brown power suit, this person was seriously recognized, it was the newly acquainted running minotaur, he was not wearing the official uniform today.

How could someone from these six doors of his come and kick it, which made him seriously stunned.

Zhuang Yong is still the same old style of play, first let the opponent attack, and then surprise the counterattack, running the minotaur is like flying, in the blink of an eye, Zhuang Yong was hit several times in the chest and abdomen, but this time Zhuang Yong did not fight back, a strange look appeared on his face, straight up to the sky and fell down, stiff to the ground, not moving, just wide-eyed, a look of horror.

"This man's kung fu is not bad." Huang Gongzi said with a smile.

"Intercepting the pulse stick method, Zhuang Yong is very wrong to let him attack." Bai Yuanwai said coldly.

"Why did you end up here?" Seriously sent a transmission into the secret past.

"I'm here to make extra money, I'm done with my daily routine today, and it just so happens that the son of the Shaoqing family in Dali Temple has released a task to find a thug, so will I come with you, and so are you?" The running minotaur looked down with a grin, and saw that he was sitting on the terrace of the middle pavilion, and raised the diamond crutch in his hand and waved.

"If you get out of the competition so early, how can you have the strength to resist it if you will be challenged by others in turn." Seriously.

"I don't plan to win the championship, every win counts as money, if it weren't for Jiang Gongzi not letting me play so quickly, I would have been on it a long time ago." The running minotaur replied.

Seriously stunned, how can the task taken by himself not be such a good thing, the county lord only let himself win the championship, and the treatment is different.

As he spoke, another NPC jumped on the stone platform to challenge, and the running minotaur rushed forward with a vajra iron crutch, and after a few moves, the NPC was smashed to the ground.

Running Minotaur has won a few games in a row, players and NPCs have it, and I can see it clearly, Running Minotaur's stick method has several special effects, dizziness, paralysis, sluggishness, depression, and the iron crutch is originally a Qimen weapon, and his stick method is very peculiar, which makes people unguardable.

A figure swept out like a ghost, and floated down to the stage, the person who came was a middle-aged NPC, his face was like powder, white as paper, and the feminine temperament between his eyebrows was fully revealed.