Chapter Eighty-Three: Work Needs
The martial arts training ground of Daye Temple is quite huge, equivalent to the size of one or two football fields on the earth, there are a lot of tables and chairs placed in the field, for the martial arts people who come to participate in the conference to sit, at this time the first link of the martial arts conference - the competition of the younger generation of disciples is in full swing, all the martial arts people who come to participate in the meeting are watching with relish.
Qi Dalie, the deputy leader of the Silver Ring Gang and the nickname "Sky Shaking Hammer" given by the masters of the rivers and lakes, also looked intently at the two young disciples who were fighting fiercely on the field.
In terms of force, the Silver Ring Gang is just a third-rate small gang on the rivers and lakes, and it is an honor to receive the hero post of the martial arts conference, so the seat of the Silver Ring Gang is the outermost part of the entire venue, and Qi Dalie himself, although he is tall and big, and the nickname of the rivers and lakes is also loud, but he still has a full understanding of his martial arts, and it is not worth mentioning at all when he puts it on the entire rivers and lakes, that is, the level of the middle and end of the third-rate people.
And those who dare to participate in the martial arts competition of the younger generation of disciples at the martial arts conference are all disciples from the upper sects in the middle of the martial arts - who dares to be embarrassed on the stage without any real skills? Every gang that sends disciples on the field wants to take this occasion to show their strength in front of the entire Jianghu colleagues!
On this kind of occasion, every disciple who competed on the field was fighting with all his might, and if you watched carefully, you might be able to learn some excellent fighting skills from these disciples' hands--with this thought, Qi Dalie looked at it quite seriously.
was looking at it vigorously, but Qi Dalie suddenly felt that the back of his neck was touched, and the other party used a lot of force, and the back of his neck hurt.
"Who the-" Qi Dalie, who was interrupted to watch the battle, scolded and scolded, and turned his head very dissatisfied-no matter who was playing a prank, even if it was a friend of a familiar gang, he would scold him, and it would just affect the spectators, he Qi Dalie was a group of deputy leaders, and he had his own small reputation in the rivers and lakes, and it was too embarrassing to be touched by someone's neck, right?
The swear words that had not been finished were automatically choked back into his stomach by Qi Dalie's instinct after seeing the initiator.
Qi Dalie, who turned around, found that he was shrouded in a dark shadow, and standing behind him was a burly bald man like an iron tower.
Qi Dalie dared to swear to the sky, he was really not joking, he was really the first time to see such a "tower-like man", sitting on the chair, the height was less than the other party's navel, even if he stood up, I was afraid that it would be halfway to the waist, and any muscle exposed on the other party's arm was much stronger than the largest one on his arm...
"Sorry, I pushed a little harder. The tower-like bald man apologized in a bland tone that did not contain apologetic feelings at all, and the hell it was Qi Dalie, who was usually hot-tempered, nodded silently at this time and accepted this insincere apology.
This bald tower man who touched the back of someone else's neck is naturally Zhao Li, the reason why he touched the back of someone else's neck is definitely not because of Zhao Li's psychopathology - this is all needed for work, who made Zhao Li lack experience when he tortured the cook last time, and did not ask in detail which gang the two intruders were, and now the most effective way and fundamental way to identify the intruder is through physical contact...
Under Qi Dalie's gaze, Zhao Li, who had just finished apologizing, stretched out his hand to the side again - it was the back of Qi Dalie's head boss and the leader of the Silver Ring Gang...
"Ouch, who the-" As Qi Dalie's top boss and the leader of the Silver Ring Gang, his temper will only get hotter, and when he was so impolitely interrupted to watch the competition, the Silver Ring Gang leader turned his head scolding, wanting to see what kind of thing was not eye-opening-and then like Qi Dalie, he also swallowed back half of the unfinished swearing.
"Sorry, I pushed a little harder. Zhao Li, the bald tower man, said this apology casually again, and then under the gaze of the Yinhuan gang leader, who was silent and only shocked in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to the next martial arts hero again...
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In the middle of the martial arts training ground.
Zhang Xiaozhuo, a high school student who won after knocking out a big sect disciple with a sharp stick blow, walked back to the beggar gang disciples with a smile on his face, and was praised by all the members of the gang leader, the great elder - the beggar gang has not won such glory as today for more than ten years, and two disciples have made it to the top ten!
"Brother Zheng, in the next round of the lottery, what if we win the two of us?" Zhang Xiaozhuo, a high school student, said to Zheng Gong with some annoyance.
The young disciples of this martial arts conference competed by lottery, Zheng Gong and Zhang Xiaozhuo have won several rounds, and both entered the top ten, and the rest are all first-class disciples of Baiyun Palace and Jinguang Temple.
"If we are drawn to each other's opponents, then there is no way, let's have a good fight with each other, of course, don't use space props. Zheng Gong, a small white-collar worker, said with a smile, now that they are both in the top ten, it means that the rewards of the side tasks have been received, and the only difference is the quality of the rewards for different rankings.
"Haha, no matter what, the first place must be ours!" Zhang Xiaozhuo's face was full of spirit at this time - originally this young man was worried that he would be eliminated early, but in actual combat, he found that he was already a difficult opponent among the younger generation of martial arts people, and the opponent just now was also a disciple of a big faction, but he only made twenty moves under him.
"Don't be careless, I see that those disciples of Jinguang Temple and Baiyun Palace are very strong, I'm afraid it's not that easy. Zheng Gong, a little white-collar worker, has been mixed in society in the end, and he also knows the truth that arrogant soldiers will be defeated, so he reminded Zhang Xiaozhuo.
"Brother Zheng, don't worry! Even if we have a little strength, we haven't used a single hole card, just use some props, and the first place is not a hand-to-hand capture!" Zhang Xiaozhuo didn't care.
Seeing Zhang Xiaozhuo so confident, Zheng Gong, a little white-collar worker, didn't want to pour cold water on him anymore, no matter what, self-confidence is better than inferiority...
"Strange, why hasn't the lottery started yet?" After a while, Zheng Gong and Zhang Xiaozhuo didn't wait for the lottery notice for the next round of martial arts, and couldn't help but look around a little strangely, but found that there seemed to be some dispute in the outer area of the martial arts training ground, there was a faint noise, the sound of dispute, and at the same time, more and more martial arts people surrounded the past...
"Does anyone dare to make trouble at the martial arts conference?" Not only Zheng Gong and Zhang Xiaozhuo, but even the beggar gang leader and the beggar gang elder on the side also looked in that direction with a solemn face.
The martial arts conference is a first-class event in the rivers and lakes, when it is held, no matter what grievances there are between the various factions, they are not allowed to use the sword privately, and then take a step back and say, even if you want to make trouble, it is not enough to have the heart of a bear and a leopard, you have to have that ability - the martial arts conference is guaranteed by the two giants of the rivers and lakes, Jinguang Temple and Baiyun Palace, who dares to touch this tiger beard?