Volume II: Reappearance of the Storm 394: Martial Arts Conference
"What did you concede?" Zhao Haikuo replied inexplicably, casually pushed away the absolute black gun, and then grabbed Nangong Yuan's neckline and threw him out with a whoosh.
Nangong Jiansong was surprised again, not afraid of any point?
Nangong Yuan fell and ate, he glared at Zhao Haikuo incredulously, "How is it possible!" β
"Can you concentrate a little bit on the war?" Zhao Haikuo said helplessly, "Come again." β
"Hemp!" Nangong Yuan was embarrassed and angry, and decisively made a trick, "Yin Spirit is peerless!" β
The absolute black spear stabbed Zhao Haikuo again, but that's all, it couldn't be pierced. Zhao Haikuo pushed Nangong Yuan away as soon as he stretched out his hand, relaxed and happy, obviously an adult beating a child.
"Golden bell jar!" Nangong Jue exclaimed, stepped on his feet, and flew forward, "I'll try it!" Saying that, a gale struck the forest, and the shadow of the legs covered Zhao Haikuo.
However, Zhao Haikuo stood still and didn't move, Nangong Jue kicked for a long time, his feet hurt, but he still didn't move, and he didn't lose blood.
Nangong Jiansong suddenly shouted, "Start attacking, see how powerful your attack is." β
"Aang." Zhao Haikuo agreed, slapped Nangong Jue away, and then kicked Nangong Yuan back, just like playing.
"What's the limit of your defense?" Nangong Jiansong asked again.
"I don't know, bullets can't hit me anyway." Zhao Haikuo smiled, a little proud.
"I see, you go down." Nangong Jiansong waved his hand, his eyes were red, this is a real tank, this is more powerful than any attack.
Then, Zheng Haijun was up, just as he thought, the four people on the opposite side went up together, and he really did it in two seconds, without any discussion.
"Holy!" Nangong Jiansong was dazzled, and was incredibly surprised, "You are so powerful?" β
Zheng Haijun shrugged his shoulders, as if to say, nonsense.
Nangong Jiansong smacked his lips, it was easy to digest this information, and his confidence suddenly increased greatly. With this kind of lineup, it is easy to deal with the Wulin League, and he is not afraid.
"Alright, I'll talk about my plan now." Nangong Jiansong stepped down from the coaching platform and beckoned everyone together, "Now Yuan Qing is going to run for the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, and our task is to stop him, but I can't make a move, and no one related to me can make a move, so I can only trouble the three of you to get rid of them." β
"How?"
"It's very simple, sneak attack, kill the main force of Tanmen. If there was only one empty veteran left in Tanmen, Yuan Qing, he would not dare to think of the martial arts alliance leader. Nangong Jiansong said viciously, "I will arrange a suitable way for you to appear, and I hope you can successfully complete the task." β
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However, Nangong Jiansong is still too simple, Sun Qi has already instructed that Zheng Haijun and the three of them will not listen to him, so this mission will definitely be a failure, so there is no need to write it. Anyway, after Nangong Jiansong found out, he got angry again and didn't eat for a day.
A quiet week has passed, and the martial arts conference has finally arrived, because it is held in Tanmen, so the location is under Wanyan Peak, and it seems that it is inevitable to win the position of the leader of this alliance.
There are many sects that come to participate, but most of them are small gangs that are not in the stream, and there are also many dogs who are not in the stream. Except for the five major sects, the mainstream sects must come, and the rest have to come for the sake of face, only Kaiwentang did not come. Why? In addition to the fact that Kaiwentang has always been faceless, and in addition to the fact that Kaiwentang has never been interested in these things, because tomorrow is November 9th, Cheng Guanjie and Miao Yilin are married, and they have no time to accompany them.
At eight o'clock in the morning, all the sects and factions arrived, and the main seat was naturally composed of people from the five major factions, and the rest of the seats were free to sit. The rules of the election are also very simple, there are only three rules, the force must be the highest, the popularity must be the highest, and then do a good deed that is beneficial to all the people, oh.
It's no wonder that Kaiwentang is not interested, these thousands of years of old routines are embarrassing to write, let's hurry forward and read it. In short, Yuan Qing is the boss of the organizer, and the opening remarks are naturally his, what is Balabala Yunyun, you can imagine it yourself, by the way, you stepped on the Huang family a few times, saying that their alliance leader was incompetent or something, and finally made the matter right.
Then it came to the first stage, the competition.
This rule is also very simple, a random person comes up at the beginning, each sect has two opportunities to challenge, and then enter the knockout round, and then those who have been on it once are not allowed to go on the second time, so as not to have a scene of a wheel girl.
Then everyone with a discerning eye knows that this time the alliance leaders are all predetermined, so no one wants to go up and be beaten for nothing. Seeing that it was about to be cold, fortunately there was a dog in Tanmen, and the dog A faction hurriedly came up to a person, and then the dog B faction also hurriedly came out to cooperate personally, and the two of them symbolically played a cheering game, which was really a good group of dogs.
After the fight was over, Huang Chengwei finally couldn't stand it anymore, "A group of scum." β
"Don't be impulsive." Huang Chenghong stabilized him.
On the side of the Fire Spirit Sect, there are only three people in total, the head Yun Tianhua, Zuotang Chen Beifeng, and a little boy, even the blind can see that it is a woman dressed as a man, but no one can see it.
Yun Tianhua said to the little boy dressed as a man, "Qingyi, this opportunity is rare, you go up and try your skills." Although we don't fight for the leader of the martial arts alliance, don't come here in vain. β
"Yes." Yun Qingyi agreed, then flew up and jumped into the ring, clasped his fists and said to the other party, "Young Master of the Fire Spirit Sect, Yun Qingyi, please give me advice." β
The other party also responded, "Dog Wu sent Li Eryi, please." β
Yun Qingyi stood up straight, with one hand on his back and the other in front of him, and stood there transformed into a statue.
Li Eryi clenched his fists and took the lead in hitting him, "Ahhh β
Yun Qingyi leaned over slightly, her fist brushed her face, she waved her arm at the same time, and the back of her hand swept Li Eryi's stomach and swept him out of the ring.
Li Eryi landed on the ground steadily, looking confused, what happened just now? He didn't feel it at all.
Yun Qingren clenched his fists and said, "Accept it." β
"Hmm!" Li Eryi also hugged his fist and returned to his own sect.
This hand made the audience stunned for a moment, there were no eyes for fists and feet, who cares so much when fighting, Yunqing people don't hurt people, this is more difficult than hurting people, and it consumes more physical strength. In an instant, everyone had a good impression of this little boy.
"I'm here to learn and learn!" Another dog jumped up, they not only had to cooperate with Tanmen, but also cleared the way for Tanmen. But the result was still the same, this one was also sent off the ring by Yun Qingyi, and she didn't even move her position.
"Hahaha, interesting." The Qinglong of the Ten Thousand Dead Society was interested, and the Suzaku on the side wanted to stop it, but it was too late, and the Qinglong lifted his big scythe and jumped into the ring, "Boy, my brother will meet you." β
"President." Suzaku glanced at Wan Chuanquan, but she knew that Wan Chuanquan was preparing for the Yin Tan Gate this time, and she was worried that Qinglong would startle the snake.
Wan Chuanquan waved his hand, "It doesn't matter. β
"Please." Yun Qingren bowed and made a gesture of please.
"Whoosh, whoosh." Qinglong slashed the sickle twice, the bell hit the ground, and then said very hangingly, "Don't say that I bullied you, brother, I don't use weapons." As he spoke, he attacked with his bare hands.
Yun Qingyi still dodged first, but Qinglong was not as good as those dogs, and he was a first-class master. He attacked with a set of claws, forcing Yun Qingyi to the edge of the ring, and then grabbed it head-on, threatening to force Yun Qingyi down.
Yun Qingyi's feet moved, and he actually went around behind Qinglong, Qinglong's claws pounced, almost taking him out of the ring, but fortunately, Yun Qingyi pulled him from behind, "Be careful." β
"Wow." The audience exclaimed again, what kind of trouble is this?
Qinglong stabilized his figure, turned around with a palm, and Yun Qingyi hurriedly retreated. Qinglong continued to pursue, but he couldn't even touch the corner of Yun Qingyi's clothes, and he was surprised, "Boy, you are amazing." β
Yun Qingyi didn't speak, just dodged, and suddenly she made a move, taking advantage of the gap between the Qinglong skill and the backswing, she gently swept her arm, still the same move, and sent the Qinglong down the ring.
"Drink?" Qinglong also looked confused.
"Concession." Yun Qingyi said with his fists clenched.
Qinglong jumped into the ring again, pulled out his scythe, and hugged Yun Qingren, "Admire." Then he jumped off the stage.
"Good!" There was cheering from the audience, which was different from what was expected, Yun Qingyi seemed to be the protagonist.
When Qinglong returned to the Ten Thousand Dead Society, Suzaku laughed at him and said, "I thought you would be beaten like a dog by him, and then thrown out of the ring, but I didn't expect to admit defeat so quickly." β
"Fart, Lao Tzu disdains to bully him, don't you see that I don't even have weapons?" Qinglong stiffened his neck and pulled the reason, but he was really convinced.
On the other side of Tanmen, Yuan Qing frowned and looked at Yun Tianhua on the other side of the ring, "What is this Fire Spirit Sect doing?" Could it be that he also wants to be the leader of this martial arts alliance? β
Zhang Zailin said, "Legend has it that the young master of the Fire Spirit Sect has been practicing in retreat, and this time, I guess I want to try my skills." β
"Hmph." Yuan Qing snorted unhappily and said no more.
Since it's playing, there's no need to be so serious, other sects are also casually coming up to play, and the competition is finally a little interesting, and the atmosphere is lively.
There were also a few people from the Huilong Pavilion, in addition to the pavilion master Yu Xuan, there were also Yang Li of the Jedi Pavilion and Zhuang Chai of the Thousand Desires Pavilion, these two were chatting at the moment, "Brother Zhuang, this kid is not simple, even the green dragon can't take advantage of his hands." β
Zhuang Chai nodded in agreement, "Yes, I don't know if our brothers can beat him." β
"What's the matter, Brother Zhuang is more serious with a child?" Yang Li said with a smile.
"One yard to one yard, this is no ordinary child." Zhuang Chai couldn't hide his thoughts.
Yu Xuanyan looked over, "What, you want to go up and try it too?" β
Zhuang Chai scratched his head, "Pavilion Master, I'm just joking." β
"Haha, it's all here, don't leave any regrets. We also have two places, so we don't have to use them in vain. Yu Xuan said with a smile.
"Since the pavilion master has said it, then I'll go up and try it?" Zhuang Chai said curtly.
"Hurry up, he's embarrassed." Yang Li directly pushed him out, "Haha." β
"You!" Zhuang Chai looked back for a moment, and then jumped into the ring with a big dart.
"Haha." Yu Xuan smiled and drank tea.