Chapter 50: The Celebrity Effect

The words 'God rewards diligence' are very charming, and Chen Qiang guesses that the master here must be a knowledgeable and talented person.

"Shaoxia, are you awake?"

In came a pretty little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in emerald green clothes, and carrying a copper basin with hot water towels in her hands.

"Thank you girl for taking care of you all this time!"

Seeing that the owner here was a little girl, Chen Qiang was somewhat surprised, and when he saw the copper basin towel and other things, he hugged his fists and bowed solemnly.

"Don't you dare to be such a solemn etiquette as a young man, if my son-in-law knows, I can't say that I have to make fun of the little maid. ”

The little girl hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, put down the copper basin, and bowed to her side with her hand before she spoke. Looking at the little girl's salute, it seems that she is from the family of the official eunuch and rich gentry, not a martial artist.

"Your son-in-law, presumably your son-in-law is a well-educated man?"

Only then did Chen Qiang realize that he would be wrong, so he turned his head and inquired about the situation.

The little girl covered her mouth and chuckled, and said, "I'll call my son-in-law to come, and the young man will wait for a while." ”

It didn't take long for the little girl to go out with her front foot, and the master came in with her back foot.

Chen Qiang raised his eyes and saw that the person who came was fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a moon-white robe, with red eyebrows and phoenix eyes, red lips and white teeth, and he was a beautiful young man, but he was a little sassy no matter how he looked at it.

"Yu Bing?"

Chen Qiang was very surprised, he had only met Yu Bing twice before and after, and his friendship was not at all, at most he was a familiar face, but he was 'rescued' by the other party without thinking about it.

"Rookie, isn't it a surprise?"

Yu Bing smiled indifferently, his temperament was dusty, and he had a bit of a master's taste, but the look of 'you are about to be shocked and surprised' was a little mismatched.

"It's really unexpected!" Chen Qiang said truthfully.

"You want to know why, right? Since you want to know so much, then Ben Gongzi will tell you. Little rookie, you are a celebrity now, everyone knows about it, think about it, if you and I appear together, with your ...... What, coupled with the wisdom and majesty of this son, isn't that a perfect match, with high popularity, flowers, and screams?"

As if thinking of some kind of scene, Yu Bing smiled, as if he had laughed like a big trumpet flower.

"I'm a celebrity?"

Chen Qiang was extremely curious in his heart, what kind of name could he have? Looking at the countless martial arts cultivators in Xingluo Academy, he was only older than one person, and he could only name two or three people, he really couldn't think of what kind of celebrity he was.

"I only know that there are people, but I don't know what they look like, and everyone has the right way in their mouths, but they don't know their real names. In a word, it is mysterious!"

Yu Bing's words made Chen Qiang even more confused, but he interpreted the schadenfreude from the other party's eyes.

"What's going on?" asked Chen Qiang.

Yu Bing Balabala said, Chen Qiang felt that his life was much darker.

"Am I that bad? It's all a negative textbook. He instantly decided to stay incognito for a while.

"We've met three times, haven't we? This time Ben Gongzi has also helped you a lot, tell me what your name is?"

Yu Bing's eyes were extremely bright, and the fire of gossip was burning brightly, full of anticipation.

People who know me well call me Lao Yu!"

Chen Qiang's expression was calm, and his eyes didn't blink.

"Fake name, it's a fake name when you hear it, and by the way, I want to ruin the reputation of my son. In this day and age, the hearts of the people are really not ancient!"

Yu Bing mistakenly took 'Yu' for 'Yu', and at the same time, he blamed himself in his heart, he shouldn't have told the truth so early.

"How many days have I been asleep, and how many days are there until the big competition?"

Chen Qiang hurriedly changed the topic, and the questions he asked were also the things he was most concerned about at present.

He went to the Gongfa Hall day after day to understand the exercises, and he didn't even earn the spirit stones used to improve his qualifications, so urgent, of course, there was a need to change the major exercises, but also to be able to complete the replacement of the major exercises before the big competition, so as to greatly improve his strength.

"Ten days of coma, ten whole days! Today is the last day of registration. Ben Gongzi is as wise as a torch, and he expected that you, a little rookie, would never become an idiot, and it was so!"

Yu Bing first answered Chen Qiang's question, and then put on a look like a god.

On the last day, Chen Qiang thanked him and ran out.

"Hey, little rookie, it's not too late to go after reporting your real name!" Yu Bing also ran out and asked.

"Old Yu, miscellaneous disciples are old Yu, there are definitely people. ”

Chen Qiang's voice came from the foot of the mountain, and after a while, he had already run to the foot of the mountain.

Where he is now is a spiritual peak, a spiritual peak that only belongs to one person, and every official disciple of Xingluo Academy has a spiritual peak of his own, which is the role of identity.

The Spirit Peak where Yu Bing was located was not very far from the main peak, and it only took Chen Qiang a while to rush to the main peak, find the Martial Palace, and immediately walk in.

There are still many disciples waiting to sign up in the martial hall, these disciples are all borrowed disciples from other sects, and the reason why it was delayed until the last day to sign up is mostly because there are not enough spirit stones, and they have just raised spirit stones.

The Great Martial Arts Competition is a grand event held by Xingluo Academy, and powerful disciples can get a lot of rewards, even if their strength is not enough, they will not have to worry about their lives, and they can also accumulate martial arts experience through martial arts, and the number of participants is increasing year by year.

Originally, there was no charge for participating in the martial arts, but in order to eliminate some of the indiscriminate people, the registration fee was introduced.

Chen Qiang, who was dressed in the costume of a miscellaneous disciple, was extremely eye-catching among the disciples of these sects, and as soon as he entered the martial hall, he attracted the attention of the Daoists, and it was difficult not to attract attention.

Being watched by so many eyes, in the face of all kinds of exploration, Chen Qiang was very calm in his heart.

"The handymen are also coming to sign up for the big competition?"

The questioner used a rhetorical question, and his eyes were full of undisguised contempt.

"The miscellaneous servants are also disciples, and they are also martial cultivators, and they are not allowed to have a heart for martial arts?"

There is nothing wrong with the words themselves, but they match the teasing tone, how wrong it sounds.

Chen Qiang heard these words one by one in his ears, and there was no wave in his heart, and he didn't even raise his eyebrows.

"According to my fellow disciples, when he came to sign up some time ago, there was also a handyman with a mustache who came to sign up, and that handyman only had the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, and this was the late stage of foundation building. ”

One person said so, and the mustachioed handyman he was talking about was Lao Yu, who was forced by Elder Feng.

Although participating in the big competition will not worry about his life, it is inevitable that his bones will be broken and his tendons will break.

"Where did Lao Yu come from to sign up for the spirit stone?" Hearing the mustache, Chen Qiang immediately thought of Lao Yu, but his focus was not on Lao Yu's cultivation.