Chapter 1020: Fighting Martial Arts

And when Zhang Yu asked rhetorically, those people actually believed Zhang Yu's words, but when Zhang Yu asked Zhang Qi and others to open the package, out of selfishness, they didn't say anything, but the meaning of that expression couldn't be clearer.

No matter how hypocritical those people are, Lin Xuanzhong just thinks that Zhang Yu's approach is very clever, after this move, when the competition is over, no matter who a few blood clotting plants fall to, no matter who gets it in the end, no one will suspect that Zhang Yu still has a private collection, so the situation of Zhang Yu and the others will really become safe, so Zhang Yu's behavior is very wise.

"Why didn't that person move?" Just as Lin Xuanzhong admired Zhang Yu's cleverness, a high-level martial artist raised his hand and pointed at Lin Xuanzhong.

"He's not from my Zhang family, Zhang has no right to ask," following what the person pointed out, Zhang Yu looked over, and after explaining to those people, Zhang Yu said to Lin Xuanzhong again: "Lin Xiaoyou, I've affected you today, you can open the package and show them!"

"It's naturally okay to see my package, but you have to explain to me the function of the blood condensation grass first," when everyone looked over, Lin Xuanzhong was not as flustered as many people imagined, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. Although he couldn't think about what tricks those people could play, Lin Xuanzhong was indeed interested in the Blood Condensation Grass. Since there are so many people fighting, it must be a good thing to have blood coagulation grass, and it would be a good thing if he could heal his injuries.

"Hahaha...... He didn't even know what the Blood Condensation Grass was, and he dared to make a request to us, this little brother was really interesting," When Lin Xuanzhong was thinking about what kind of function the Blood Condensation Grass had, the high-level martial cultivator who had just asked laughed loudly with a look of disdain.

But then again, when Lin Xuanzhong said this, it made those people believe that Lin Xuanzhong really had nothing to do with those people from the Zhang family.

"Blood Coagulation Pill is the main medicine for refining Blood Coagulation Pill, and Blood Coagulation Pill has miraculous effects in the treatment of trauma, no matter how deep and big the wound is, as long as it does not hurt the vital point, Blood Coagulation Pill can quickly help the wound stop bleeding and ensure the smooth flow of meridians," Zhang Yu explained to Lin Xuanzhong when the people around him laughed.

Then, the people around them stopped, because Zhang Yu's words affected their mood. It's just that after hearing Zhang Yu say this, Lin Xuanzhong was disappointed, now there are no external injuries on his body, only internal injuries, so the effect of blood coagulation grass does not meet his needs.

In addition, Lin Xuanzhong did not know how to refine medicine. After thinking about it briefly, Lin Xuanzhong directly lost interest in the Blood Clotting Grass.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Xuanzhong opened the package under the attention of everyone, took out two pieces of clothing and shook them in front of those people, and then put them away again.

"In this case, if everyone has no objections, we will choose someone immediately, and the competition will officially start in half an hour," After confirming that Lin Xuanzhong's package only contained those two clothes, the old man surnamed Zheng made a decision like a steward.

"Good. ”

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After a flurry of responses, the teams began to prepare.

At the same time, Lin Xuanzhong, who had put away his clothes, had already figured out the value of the blood coagulation grass, which could treat the kind of serious trauma that Zhang Yu said, and it was indeed a miraculous effect, which was undoubtedly a good product for people who often practiced outside, presumably the blood coagulation pill on the market must be priceless, so these people had to compete for it, as for how those people knew that the blood coagulation grass was on Zhang Yu and others.

According to Lin Xuanzhong's speculation, maybe before Zhang Yu and the others took the risk to collect medicine, someone was also staring at those few blood coagulation grasses, but it was a little slower, and then it was tracked to Zhang Yu and others, and then those people gathered in one place, this is Lin Xuanzhong's personal inference, as for the specific situation, Lin Xuanzhong is not interested in inquiring.

Half an hour is not a long time, but it is enough for each team to select personnel, and I believe that those team leaders will know who the strongest sixth-order martial cultivator in their team is.

In the blink of an eye, all thirteen teams chose one person. Then, under the instructions of the old man surnamed Zheng, thirteen people walked to the middle area.

"Before the game, the old man had something to say, today's game does not exist until the end of the point, two people in a team, and the last four people are eligible to get the blood clotting grass. If you don't want something to happen to your clansmen, it's still too late to quit. ”

The words of the old man surnamed Zheng still made Lin Xuanzhong feel very profound, and every word could trigger people's thinking.

After hearing the old man surnamed Zheng say this, many team leaders changed their color because of this, but more team leaders seemed to have acquiesced to this situation a long time ago, with a deep face.

After a brief silence, in the end, all the team leaders agreed with the old man surnamed Zheng in a tacit manner.

On the other side, after the thirteen sixth-order martial cultivators understood what their elders meant, many of them changed their faces, and they all seemed to be a little weak about the so-called life-and-death duel of the old man surnamed Zheng, of course, some of them were still outstanding and confident.

"Since you all have no objections, then the old man will say again, after the game is over, the team that has not obtained the blood clotting grass must not fight the idea of the winning team. In order to reassure you, the old man wants to ask everyone to make a poisonous oath together, I wonder if you think it's okay?"

The movement on the scene has always been under the control of the old man surnamed Zheng, and in front of him, it seems that other high-level martial arts cultivators are too lacking in assertiveness, and I have to say that the ability of the old man surnamed Zheng is worth learning. In the blink of an eye. The impression of the old man surnamed Zheng in Lin Xuanzhong's heart has changed, and it has gradually become sleek and sophisticated.

While Lin Xuanzhong was thinking like this, the people of each team began to discuss internally. If you don't agree with the proposal of the old man surnamed Zheng, you may be disqualified, so more and more people want to fight for a chance.

"Zheng swears here, if he takes the initiative to attack anyone related to the current matter after the competition, the sky will thunder," followed by when most people had already made a decision, the old man surnamed Zheng took the lead in setting an example.

The accuracy of the old man's grasp of the timing once again convinced Lin Xuanzhong, leaving aside the strength of the other party, Lin Xuanzhong felt more and more that the old man surnamed Zheng was extraordinary.

"I ......"

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Led by the old man surnamed Zheng, the leaders of each team swore to the sky one after another, until the end, and all the team leaders made a poisonous oath. On the one hand, it is because they all understand that if they don't make a poisonous oath, they will immediately become the target of public criticism. On the other hand, some people don't really take the poisonous oath seriously.

"In that case, it's not early, let's start immediately," After the last person finished taking the oath, the old man surnamed Zheng smiled and immediately beckoned: "Everyone stand back and give them a little more room to play." ”

The more he listened, the more comfortable he became, seeing that the old man surnamed Zheng had such a good control of the situation, Lin Xuanzhong couldn't help but have a tendency to apprentice in his heart. Because in Lin Xuanzhong's eyes, the performance of the old man surnamed Zheng was better than many of the main generals he had seen before.

The next time, the personnel consciously stepped back a little. What is surprising is that when Zhang Yu led people to retreat, Lin Xuanzhong did not move.

"Little brother, why don't you leave?" In a blink of an eye, Lin Xuanzhong naturally stood out in the sight of those people. Immediately afterwards, the old man surnamed Zheng looked over unexpectedly.

"I don't know if I want to have a good time?" Zhang Yu's choice was Zhang Ying, but Lin Xuanzhong was not optimistic about Zhang Ying, but just now after the old man surnamed Zheng put forward the statement that life and death mattered, Zhang Xue was obviously very worried about Zhang Ying, in order to make Zhang Xue less worried, Lin Xuanzhong wanted to do Zhang Xue a favor.

"The little brother has such courage at such a young age, and the old man admires it. Since you have nothing to do with the people of the Zhang family, you are indeed qualified to participate in the competition, and the old man has no opinion, I don't know what you think?" "As for a sixth-order martial cultivator like Lin Xuanzhong, who doesn't even have a backer, even if he gets the Blood Condensation Grass, he won't be robbed by someone, so in the eyes of the old man surnamed Zheng, Lin Xuanzhong really just wants to have a good time. And it was precisely because he saw it very clearly that the old man surnamed Zheng generously gave Lin Xuanzhong a chance.

"Little brother, you don't even have a weapon in your hand, do you want to use a scabbard to fight with others?"

"Presumably, there is no rule on what weapons to use in the competition, and I won't hurt people with this scabbard, so it's just right," Lin Xuanzhong responded with a smile amid a burst of laughter. Speaking of which, Lin Xuanzhong was naturally a little embarrassed that there was only one scabbard available, but he couldn't show the embarrassment on his face.

"What the little brother said is the same, since the little brother wants to try his skills, Chen has no opinion," the man saw that Lin Xuanzhong said so seriously, he couldn't bear to sweep Lin Xuanzhong's interest.

"I'm in favor of it too. ”

Immediately afterwards, the leaders of those teams expressed their positions one after another, and none of them objected, and in the end, only Zhang Yu took a sword and said to Lin Xuanzhong with some concern: "Lin Xiaoyou, you use my sword." ”

"No need," Zhang Yu's voice came from his body, Lin Xuanzhong turned around to look, and then shook his head again.

"I can't help myself. ”

When Lin Xuanzhong rejected Zhang Yu's kindness and walked to those who wanted to compete, Zhang Ying's dissatisfied voice came again, and the disdain on his face made Lin Xuanzhong firm up a certain idea in his heart.

"You guys get ready, the old man will immediately announce the start of the competition," After the fourteen people had all stood up, the old man surnamed Zheng spoke again.

"We've seen that person," just then, three men in a group looked at their leader. If Lin Xuanzhong had noticed there, he might have been able to recognize that the three people were the three people he had run away before.

"That person is the one who injured the three of you before?" one of the two high-level martial cultivators in front of the three of them asked with a vigilant expression.

"Well," the next time, this person got the nod of confirmation from the three juniors.

"I'll go ......" After confirming Lin Xuanzhong's identity, the high-ranking martial cultivator who questioned him took his weapon and wanted to go to Lin Xuanzhong to ask for an explanation, but he was directly stopped by his companion.