The threshold of the martial arts conference is not high, and everyone in the rivers and lakes can participate!

But it is not easy to get the top ten of the sect, obtain the title of Jianghu, and enter the Hero Villa.

And......

Not all sects have the qualifications to give the title of Jianghu; Hero Mountain Villa can't accommodate countless small sects from all over the world.

Needless to say, the six major schools such as Wudang and Shaolin, which have hundreds of thousands of people, have competed in a competition, and the top ten masters are all masters with outstanding strength and are well-known in the rivers and lakes!

But like some small and medium-sized Xitong sects, such as the Five Tiger Sect, the Valley of Despair and the like, it is really a bit difficult to send ten masters against the fierce competition of the six major sects.

These small sects are divided according to the region......

Each area must fight against each other, fight between sects, and finally select ten masters with outstanding strength under the notarization of martial arts celebrities to go to Hero Villa.

It's unfortunate.

Although Murong Mansion is a famous family and has a lot of fame in the rivers and lakes, it can't change the fact that the people are weak, and it has also fallen into a sad situation where they have to compete for other peers and share the top ten masters together.

At the beginning of the internal competition, the disciples of Murong Mansion, who were originally riveting enough to show off their skills, were all depressed and depressed - because in the area where Murong Mansion was located, there were not only people from 'Mantuo Villa', but also people from the Nangong family, Desperate Valley, and Peach Blossom Island.

It can be said that it is a relatively well-known sect in the south, and when it gathers together, there will inevitably be a dragon fight.

There is no problem with being happy, and the others are all sharpening their knives, grasping every minute and second of cultivation, and preparing the props that need to be used during the competition.

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Other sects are also very nervous, and the competition between small and medium-sized sects is not inferior to that of the six major sects, beggar gangs, etc., and the estrangement and some grudges between the sects even magnify the cruelty of the competition.

At twelve o'clock at noon the next day, I returned to Murong Mansion on time!

The backyard of Murong Mansion has been temporarily cleaned up into a martial arts hall, the head of the Murong family sits in the first place, the elders of the mansion and Miss Murong sit on the left and right, and the senior brothers and sisters in the door form a pleasing viewing lineup.

Condescendingly, he looked at the hundreds of Murong Mansion disciples neatly arranged in front of him!

The scene is both rigorous and solemn!

The head of the Murong family began to speak on it, explaining the rules of this competition: "It is divided into ten sessions, and the elders will read out the names of both sides of the competition...... The winner stays, the loser is exchanged to other games, and the loser who loses three times in a row will automatically step down and lose the qualification from the competition. ”

"Win a game, earn a point."

"In the later stage of the competition, everyone who has never lost in a row has the opportunity to challenge, challenge any winner to succeed, accumulate 2 points, loser, minus 2 points! Don't challenge the opponents you've defeated! ”

While the head of the Murong family explained, there was silence below, and when the reading was finished, many people buzzed and whispered: "Damn, I can't live this day!" ”

"If you lose three times, you will abstain, and whoever is happy will only have two chances...... If you're unlucky, if you run into Crane Eleven again, there's only one chance left...... OMG! It's too much...... "The whole Murong Mansion almost knew that Crane Eleven's bow and arrows were powerful, and they also knew that Crane Eleven had obtained a 4-stage treasure bow, and his strength had increased greatly, and he regarded the two of them as two insurmountable mountains.

Happily wearing a blue shirt, Zhuo Ran stood at the front of the crowd, quite a bit of leisurely taste, and heard the head of the Murong family read out the rules, but with the completion of the rules, suddenly the surrounding vision changed, and the surroundings suddenly opened up......

Saw! One of the martial arts halls of Nuoda was divided in an instant, and people retreated to all sides, and the central open space was divided into ten small rings.

On the ground, the boundaries of the ring are clearly displayed, and at the border, there is an elder with good strength standing on each side, which should be to prevent the flying knives, hidden weapons and other things in other places from harassing the opponents in the other ring during the fight.

Out of the ten rings, Happy was the first to appear in the ring......

The elder then called out the happy name!

There was a lot of talk all around......

There was a sign of retreat, praying that the next name to be read would not be themselves.

"I don't want ......"

A poor disciple of the Murong family was named if he wanted to cry without tears, and then appeared directly opposite the happy one, crying with a sad face, and directly chose to abstain.

Happy is also a little speechless......

The game does not distinguish between life and death, do these people not even have the ** and interest in the competition?

"You're not going to make soy sauce here for a day, are you?" Seeing that the two sides were in position in other games and quickly exchanged hands, he was happy and depressed to find that his second opponent also chose to abstain and run away, and he was sluggish for a while.

In the first ring, there was a strange phenomenon......

Happy stood alone on it, without moving a single step, and two people had already abstained automatically.

Even the head of the Murong family and a group of elders in the stands looked at each other, they didn't expect that the deterrent power of happiness was so great.

Although there were many people in the crowd who sighed.

But more people responded with understanding and sympathy......

Maybe it's good if you can get guidance, but the other party is a strong man who can even kill Zhou Yu with two moves, and many people don't even know whether it would be better to step on their left foot or right foot when they go up, or simply not move?

Too much pressure!

It's so uncomfortable!

Under the invisible pressure, happily and quickly complete the effortless points. Many people have not finished the first game yet, and they have accumulated more than 20 points on this side of happiness.

to the back......

Everyone gradually became numb, and the people watching the battle around them had no interest in appreciating the happy and heroic appearance.

Even Happy himself felt bored.

Lose hands and watch the other rings fight!

Until......

Suddenly, there was a crisp voice, with a little milk coming from the other side: "Yufall, please give me advice from Senior Brother Happy!" A familiar voice, with a hint of cunning and stubbornness.

"Light rain falling?"

This voice pulled the attention of many people, including happiness.

Turn your face to look.

The small and delicate rain fell, childishly holding a delicate and beautiful jade sword, standing opposite with a face-to-face attitude, with a fresh and moving posture, bright eyes, relaxed and freehand, blinking, as if looking at something fun, with a sly smile on the corner of his mouth.

From her face, Happy couldn't feel the tension of others.

I can't connect the light rain in front of me with the little girl who stuffed the rabbit with a big white radish that day.

Originally.

I've been bored for so long, and finally there is an opponent who dares to challenge, and I should be very happy to be happy, but when I saw a light rain falling, I suddenly had a feeling that I couldn't treat it as an opponent, and my blood couldn't boil.

Embarrassed!

Happy stood in place, with a strange expression.

As if sensing that he was being underestimated, Xiao Yuluo glared at him with some anger, and suddenly a momentum that made Happy Flick gaze slightly, keenly locked on Xiao Yuluo's tight index finger and middle finger