Chapter Eighty-Four: The Tournament
"Did you hear that? The third martial arts tournament in Phantom Sword City is about to begin. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info”
"I've heard for a long time, this tournament is amazing. The first place can not only directly enter the elite department of the Phantom Sword Knights, but also get a normal-level weapon with skills and 10,000 gold coins! ”
"You don't know yet, this time it is said that the city lord Shui Zhongyue will also watch the martial arts competition, if he is allowed to take a fancy to it, it will be a step to the sky."
"Hahaha, I'll go tomorrow and try my luck by signing up, if I get the first half of my life, I won't have to worry about it."
In a corner of the Adventurer's Tavern, four adventurers drank wine and discussed the tournament with great interest. And what they were discussing happened to be heard by Tang Wuji and Ruoruo at the next table.
It's been three days since I came to Phantom Sword City, and I thought that I would find Meng Xian'er very smoothly, but when I entered Phantom Sword City, Tang Wuji knew that I was taking it for granted.
There are not many square kilometers in the four districts of this Phantom Sword City, east, west, north and south, and finding a person in the huge city is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack. Tang Wuer even went to the Adventurer's Guild to issue a commissioned mission, but after three days, there was no news at all.
Just when Tang Wuji was at a loss and Ruoruo came to the Adventurer's Tavern to inquire about the news, the news of a martial arts tournament reached Tang Wuji's ears.
Tang Wuer suddenly thought that if his popularity was high enough, wouldn't it be easy for Meng Xian'er to find herself if she was in the city? This city-wide tournament may be an opportunity.
Without hesitation, Tang Wuer stood up and walked to the next table and asked politely: "Hello, I want to ask for the details of this martial arts competition, I don't know if you can tell me?" ”
One of the strong men with a beard first spotted the thin Tang Wuji, and laughed and said: "Boy, you are not enough for people to stuff their teeth, your fists and feet have no eyes, this kind of grand event is not suitable for you, you still don't ask." ”
"Please tell me."
A brown-haired mage in the next seat said, "It's for your own good that the boss doesn't tell you, you're so hysterious." Leave early and don't disturb us for a drink. ”
Tang Wuji did not give up, but insisted: "This is very important to me, please tell me." I can pay you. ”
"I'll tell you ten gold coins." The strong man with the beard stretched out five fingers and shook it, grinning.
"Bang! ~”
Just as Tang Wuer was about to take out the gold coins to pay for the purpose of the inquiry, a huge wooden stick smashed on the wine table, instantly smashing the wine table in half. Then a rough voice came: "Orlov, I said you were not allowed to bully the weak in my tavern!" The face of Phantom Sword City was lost by people like you, you are not welcome here, get out of here! ”
The speaker was a 3-meter-tall giant about 50 years old, with two long gray eyebrows and a few wrinkles on his face.
He was wearing a shabby brown burlap vest and had a long scar on his chest, from the place of his heart to his waist.
The bucket-thick arm was bruised, and he held a wooden mallet, and although he looked old, there was no doubt that his body was full of strength.
"Special... Boss Ross, right... I'm sorry. We know it's wrong, we're leaving, we're leaving. The four of them did not dare to refute at all, and quickly stood up and grabbed a handful of gold coins from the money bag without looking at much, put them on the table and turned around and ran. Before leaving, he didn't forget to glance at Tang Wuji resentfully.
Tang Wuji, who was not very sociable, didn't know how to deal with this scene, and the giant turned around and grinned and said, "Young man, this is the first time you have come to Phantom Sword City, I am the owner of this tavern, Troth, if you don't mind, you can ask me what you want to know." ”
The giant didn't know that his laughter was more frightening than the anger he had just had, but fortunately Tang Wuji didn't care about this, it was really good to have a local person provide him with information at this time, and hurriedly said: "Boss Tross, my name is Tang Wuji, and she is Ruoruo." I do have some questions, let's sit down and talk, and I'll treat you to a drink. ”
"I'm the great... Woooooooo ”
Seeing that Tang Wuer finally introduced himself and was bored, Ruoruo couldn't suppress Zhong Er's blood anymore, but just as he was about to introduce himself, Tang Wuer covered his mouth.
The giant was stunned for a moment and sighed: "Youth is really wonderful, I want to think about the past..." After finishing speaking, he put away the giant wooden stick in his hand, and as soon as the giant sat on Tang Wuji's table, he picked up Tang Wuji's wine glass and did not shy away from it, and drank it all and said, "I just heard that you want to inquire about the martial arts conference?" ”
Tang Wuer let go of his hand, glared at Ruo Ruocai and said to Tross: "Boss Tross, I want to ask about the martial arts conference. ”
"The tournament is a feature of Phantom Sword City, aiming to select outstanding talents to join the official team, the Phantom Sword Knights, to maintain law and order in the city and fight against foreign enemies. Once a year, the top 100 are generally selected due to the high number of participants as high as 50,000 people per year. And the first place has the opportunity to join the elite department of the Phantom Sword Knights and a reward of 10,000 gold coins, and from then on as a figure at the top of the pyramid of Phantom Sword City. ”
As an NPC boss born and raised in Phantom Sword City, Tros has a different affection for Phantom Sword City, and he hopes that everyone who comes to Phantom Sword City can enjoy it. Therefore, it is very enthusiastic for first-time adventurers.
Tang Wuer pondered for a while, and then asked, "Is this martial arts tournament well-known?" ”
Tros patted Tang Wuji's shoulder and said with a smile: "Young man, this is the annual event of Phantom Sword City, even a three-year-old child knows about it. If you want to participate, you only need to go to the Phantom Sword Knights office in the center of the city to sign up, but the conference is full of masters, and there are even hidden professional players, if you don't have enough strength, you will die in vain. ”
Tang Wuji's eyes flashed, what he wanted was popularity. As long as the popularity is high enough, Meng Xian'er will naturally be able to find herself at that time.
Ruoruo, who was drinking the juice, heard the 10,000 gold coins, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly asked: "The martial arts competition seems to be fun, big man with white eyebrows, when will this conference start?" If so, you should also participate. As he spoke, he raised his right hand and stood up, looking excited.
Tros smiled: "The registration will be closed the day after tomorrow, and ten days later, the first round of the competition will officially start with the random arrangement of the registration serial number." In principle, there is no restriction on any profession to participate, but there are generally more swordsmen, after all, mages rely on skills to eat, and swordsmen's technical moves can be used without skills. ”
Ruoruo excitedly pulled Tang Wuer and said excitedly: "Servant, let's go, let's go and sign up." 10,000 gold coins, how many biscuits can be bought here, we are rich. ”
Tang Wuer flicked Ruoruo's little head and said, "You are not allowed to sign up." "If you sign up, Tang Wuji feels that there is a chance to kill 50,000 people in an instant, it will be better than a fart.
"Hmph." Ruo Ruo angrily took the juice on the table and poured it down, obviously unable to refute Tang Wuji's words. Because for the time being, only Tang Wuji can let her experience the feeling of regaining her strength. Although her body is almost immortal, she also has no penchant for standing and being beaten. However, it seemed that he thought of a conspiracy, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.
Tang Wuer stood up and took out 10 gold coins and said, "Thank you, Boss Tross, this is the wine money, we are going to sign up here." ”
Tros didn't put away the gold coins, and said with a push: "The first time I came to Phantom Sword City, this meal is free of money." Come on, boy. I'm optimistic about you. After speaking, he showed his white teeth and left with a smile.
Looking at the back of Tros leaving, Tang Wuji also smiled slightly, and pulled Ruoruo, who still wanted to continue drinking juice, towards the registration office of the martial arts competition.