"Recruiting relatives in martial arts? It can't be Mu Nianci, right? ”

Ji Zhen heard this discussion, and immediately turned his heart like this, without him, this Mu Nianci's competition to recruit relatives was really too impressive.

Because of this competition to recruit relatives, Mu Nianci has been pinning his heart on Yang Kang since then.

Since he has the curiosity of this martial arts competition, Ji Zhen no longer grinds, but moves chopsticks like flying, swallowing them with good wine.

Although his movements are fast, he chews very carefully in his mouth.

In less than half a stick of incense, Ji Zhen had already finished eating. After throwing the meal money to Xiao Er, Ji Zhen left the inn and walked away looking for the flow of people.

At this time, it is estimated that the ring of the competition to recruit relatives has been set up, and with the temperament of the people gathering together, the direction of the flow of people should be the place where the competition to recruit relatives.

Sure enough, after about a tea time, Ji Zhen saw the platform that was erected.

There were too many people, and as soon as Ji Zhen's figure walked in, the crowds on the left and right sides involuntarily separated a road.

In such a lively period, there is no quality to talk about, and anyone who can take a way to squeeze out a way is based on real ability.

Yes, as soon as Ji Zhen squeezed in, he received a lot of attention. There's curiosity, there's contempt, there's anger.

Ji Zhencheng ignored these gazes and looked at the low wooden platform.

On the side of that stage, a red exhibition flag was erected, and the flag was unfurled, fluttering in the wind, revealing the four big characters of the contest and recruiting relatives.

On the other side of the wooden platform, there are a lot of weapons, including knives and swords, and more spears.

In the middle of the wooden platform, there was a chair, and a man of about thirty or forty years old sat on it, with a weathered face and plain clothes.

Next to the man, a woman stood pretty, about eighteen years old, with bright eyes and bright teeth. Although the dress is not gorgeous, she is also slim and elegant, and she is a woman with a good appearance.

Seeing the crowd gathering around him, the man finally stood up. Clenching his hands into fists, saluting from left to right, walking in a half circle, this is the way to speak.

"Under the surname Mu Mingyi, Shandong people's name. Passing through your land, one does not seek fame, the other is not for profit, only for the little girl has reached the end of her year, and she has not yet allowed her in-laws. She once made a wish, not to hope that her husband would be rich and rich, but to be a good man with excellent martial arts, so she dared to compete in martial arts to recruit relatives. Whoever is under the age of thirty, who has not yet married, and who can win a fist and kick against a little girl, will be married to him by the little girl. ”

"Under the father and daughter, from north to south, they have experienced seven roads, just because the famous heroes are married, and the young heroes are rarely willing to care, so they have never been married."

Speaking of this, the man paused for a moment, and then said: "Xiangyang here is the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there must be many masters and knights, and it is ridiculous to act below, please bear with me." ”

After Mu Yi finished speaking, Ji Zhen had already affirmed that these were Yang Tiexin and Mu Nianci. So, he hugged the long sword and watched the excitement.

As Yang Tiexin finished speaking, Mu Nianci next to him also held a spear in both hands and danced on this wooden platform.

This marksmanship comes from the Yang family marksmanship in the past, with a large flower gun, a flower war gun, a seventeen war gun, a military war gun, a pear flower eight mother gun, Chen war gun, and a small flower gun, a total of seven ways, a total of 223 styles.

This Xiangyang is located in the south, and it is true that the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes is strong, and as soon as Yang Tiexin's words fell, one person crossed the wooden platform.

"Good!"

Suddenly, there was a cheer from the crowd of onlookers, which made Ji Zhen laugh. Is such a lame light work worthy of applause?

However, the audience thinks it's just lively.

I saw that this person was holding a big knife, and he didn't seem to be thirty years old, but there were a lot of pockmarks on his face, and there was a rough mole on his nose, which really made Ji Zhen look at it and didn't want to look at it anymore.

So, he turned his gaze to Mu Nianci.

Mu Nianci shook the spear, and a spear flower bloomed. Without words, he stabbed out directly and poked the other person's chest.

The mole man laughed, and with a long knife, he blocked the spear. At the same time, he laughed and said: "I like it, it's strong enough, it's delicious enough!" ”

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Mu Nianci's spear changed, and as soon as the head of the spear turned, it swept in.

This one, but a cork pole.

With the flick of Mu Nianci's spear, the force on the wooden pole also flicked. The mole man had the same change in knife technique, but he wanted to resist again.

Unexpectedly, Mu Nianci's strength and the elastic strength of the cork were combined, and there was actually a bit of strength, which caught him off guard.

Bang!

As soon as the gun and knife touched, the force exploded, and the mole boy was swept out by Mu Nianci with a shot.

It landed right under the wooden platform.

Stepping down means losing, and naturally the desire to marry a beautiful girl has failed.

The man with the mole glanced at Mu Nianci, then spat fiercely, dragged his knife into the crowd, and disappeared.

The crowd of onlookers was immediately disappointed, thinking that there would be a few back and forth, but they didn't expect to be swept off the stage by the woman with two shots.

"I'm coming!"

I saw another person flash out of the crowd.

Ji Zhen followed the voice, but saw that the man was still upright, but his eyes were fierce, sometimes showing cruelty, which immediately made him frown.

The man held an iron folding fan in his hand and shook it casually. I didn't see any movement, but my body jumped up and landed on the wooden platform.

"Please!"

The man held a folding fan and smiled at Mu Nianci, but he also looked polite, and then said.

Although the other party seemed to be polite, Mu Nianci's face remained unchanged, and his eyes revealed disgust.

This man's gaze was really annoying to him, full of lewdness, cruelty, tyranny, and hideousness.

Therefore, Mu Nianci did not talk nonsense etiquette, but shook his spear and attacked again.

And the man didn't care about Mu Nianci's silence, and when he saw the other party's spear poking in, his steps changed, and his body shape changed, dodging Mu Nianci's marksmanship.

Mu Nianci shot to no avail, and his marksmanship changed again, and all kinds of changes such as pointing, piercing, stabbing, and sweeping were displayed one by one.

But the man just changed his pace and dodged her marksmanship, and he didn't attack a single move, and he seemed to be at ease.

"It's my turn."

The man took advantage of Mu Nianci's spear to recover, and said this, but before the words were finished, the man's figure had already invaded Mu Nianci's body two feet around.

Ji Zhen watched below, and suddenly felt that Mu Nianci was about to lose.

It is said that one inch is long and one inch is strong, but after this long weapon is close, it is even more passive.

What's more, Mu Nianci's own martial arts are not as good as this man's.

After getting close, the man folded the fan and turned it into a short sword, which was aimed at Mu Nianci's acupoint.

As soon as he saw the other party approaching, Mu Nianci immediately retreated, wanting to distance himself.

However, helplessly, the other party's body is sensitive, she retreated and the other party entered, the distance was not widened, and the folding fan was still clicked.