Early the next morning, the weather was a little gloomy.

It's August, more than half of the summer has passed, but Central City is still hot.

Even in gloomy weather, it is not half cool, but more and more muggy.

I guess it's going to rain for a while.

In such bad weather, there must be few pedestrians on weekdays.

But today is different.

Even since early in the morning, many people have walked out of their homes and poured into the central square.

So much so that before the hour came, the central square was already crowded with people.

In the middle of the square, the tall ring was ready.

Below the ring is the location of the temple and the halls, and then the major families......

The Lingtai Dou is extraordinary, and the pomp and scale are also quite exquisite.

The weather was still gloomy, and the people on the square were talking to each other, and the noise was endless.

Not long after, some small families arrived first, and finally kicked off the prelude to the Lingtai Fight.

Time passes.

In the blink of an eye, there is still a quarter of an hour to go.

Boom!

The first drum sounded on the altar, and the originally noisy central square suddenly fell silent. Immediately, the temple and the people in the main hall passed through the crowd and then came to the bottom of the ring, where they took their seats.

Immediately afterwards, several top families such as the Wang family and the Wen family also followed suit.

"Hehe, there are quite a few people here today."

Seeing that the seats in the temple and the halls were full, the old man of the Wang family couldn't help but speak.

Hearing this, a temple elder smiled and said, "The Lingtai Fight is a major event, and justice comes first. This is the responsibility of my temple, so why shouldn't I come? ”

These words sound atmospheric, but anyone who knows the inside story knows that Mo Fengwu and the temple do not have a good relationship. Therefore, it is not so much that he came to Lingtai to preside over justice, but in fact, he just wanted to see the excitement.

So at that moment, the old man of the Wang family snorted coldly.

Then he was about to speak again, only to hear a strange movement from behind the crowd. Immediately afterwards, the four major feudal families of the Mo family, led by the Bai family, immediately came over.

"If the heart is not right, how can it be just? When you say this, you are not afraid of flashing your tongue! ”

The old man of the Bai family, who was at the beginning, was not polite, and scolded the temple elder who had just spoken on the spot.

The temple elder's face changed when he heard this. At this time, Mo Qingyun, the second master of the Mo family, entered the scene with the Mo family, glanced at everyone in the temple, and said:

"Rank high and humble, woe! I hope that your words and deeds are worthy of your identity. ”

Mo Qingyun's voice was not loud, but everyone who should have heard it was heard.

The faces of the people in the temple were suddenly unpalatable. But Mo Qingyun didn't care at all, and then nodded to the old man of the Bai family and the others, and then sat down one after another.

The people are here, just a stick of incense.

At this moment, the second drum sounded.

Boom!

A dull sound reverberated throughout Central City.

And at the moment when the drum fell, an old man who acted as a host walked into the ring, and then raised his voice:

"Lingtai Dou, officially begins. Please! ”

With a 'please', the huge central square suddenly fell silent.

At this time, I saw an old man walk out of the crowd, and then step by step into the ring.

The old man was dressed in a blue robe, with a white beard and white hair, and a tall posture. Behind the back of one hand, it came slowly, quite like a fairy wind and bones.

What's even more strange is that this old man not only makes people unable to see his age, but there is not a trace of wrinkles on his face that should be old, but he is young like a child.