"Hmph-"

As soon as he entered the martial arts hall, Chu Bei heard the sound of martial arts. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Following the sound, in the southeast corner of the first floor of the martial arts hall, there were more than a dozen five or six-year-old dolls waving petite fists.

The immature little faces were full of seriousness, and the robes they wore were printed with the words Xiyuan Martial Arts Hall.

"These are the children of wealthy families, and the reason why the children's parents sent them to the Xiyuan Martial Arts Hall when they were five or six years old is to increase their chances of becoming martial arts cultivators. Seeing Chu Bei's eyes filled with confusion, Gao Ming explained aloud.

When Gao Ziyi was five years old, he also sent him to the martial arts hall.

It's a pity that when he was eight years old, Gao Ziyi's spiritual acupoint still couldn't be opened, and he could only be an ordinary person in this life.

Chu Bei retracted his gaze and followed Gao Ming along the spiral staircase to the third floor, which was also the place where the competition was located.

"Brother Gao, you're here! Sit down here, I'll take your place!"

As soon as Chubei Gaoming and his party came to the third floor, Wang Batian's rough voice came from not far away, and Wang Xiaohu beside him also got up and waved his hand.

"Boss Chu, let's go over!"

"Hmm. ”

Looking at it, the area of the third floor of the Xiyuan Martial Arts Hall is not much smaller than the first floor, and it is more than 300 square meters.

"Is this the fighting ring of the Xiyuan Martial Arts Hall?"

Mo Qingwu tugged at the corners of Chu Bei's clothes, and her pretty face was a little surprised.

The most eye-catching place on the third floor of this Xiyuan martial arts hall is the circular ring with a radius of five meters in the middle covered with soft red cloth.

Around the ring, a circle of seats was arranged in an orderly manner, the farther away and the higher the higher.

This arrangement can ensure that everyone who comes to watch the fight can clearly see the fight in the ring.

"Brother, sit here!"

Under Wang Xiaohu's shouting, Chu Bei pulled Mo Qingwu to do it.

Reaching out to the seat behind him, feeling its material, Chu Bei felt emotion in his heart.

The seats are not only carefully designed, but also carved from thousand-year-old sandalwood.

"Everyone, welcome to the Xiyuan Martial Arts Hall!"

Soon after Chu Bei and his party took their seats, a vigorous and powerful voice floated out.

A middle-aged man wearing the unique robe of the Xiyuan Martial Arts Pavilion appeared in the ring, Shennong Yue Hao, the owner of the Xiyuan Martial Arts Pavilion.

"These twelve disciples have been in the martial arts hall for more than half a year, and they should give you an explanation today!"

As soon as the words fell, Yue Hao slapped his palms, and twelve eight-year-old children walked into the ring under the leadership of six martial artists.

Gao Xu and Zhuo Lan rolled their eyes, and finally stopped in the direction where Chu Bei and his party were, blinked and said hello.

"Pavilion Master Yue, look at this seat, it's all full, is it going to make the competition earlier this year?"

"Look at this, everyone should be here, let's start the fight!"

"Yes, Old Man Xie is here, you can't let him wait too long!"

............

Several noisy voices floated from the seats in the back, urging Yue Hao in the ring.

"Okay, then it's ahead of schedule this year!"

Yue Hao glanced at Xie Zhengde, then swept his gaze over everyone, pointed to Gao Xu Zhuolan and the other twelve disciples, and said, "As in previous years, the championship battle between the first team and the second team is put at the end, and you will first take a look at the competition of the other four teams." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yue Hao led the group out of the ring, leaving only eight disciples.

The Xiyuan Martial Arts Hall has accepted a total of twelve disciples this year, with a total of two groups, one group of three teams, each team of two disciples, and each has a martial artist.

In the internal competition of the martial arts hall, the two strongest teams have been decided, and Gao Xu Zhuolan and the two are one of the teams.

"The fight begins!"

Offstage, Yue Hao raised his hand and waved, and a voice fell.

The next moment, the eight disciples in the ring opened their posture, and the eyes of everyone on the table were completely focused on the ring.

"Bang bang bang!"

The eight disciples quickly found their opponents and began to swing their fists and kicks.

This is a scuffle, and it is also foreplay, that is, let the eight disciples show it in front of a group of spectators.

"Every year at this time, I envy the martial arts cultivators from the bottom of my heart!"

"Me too, it's sad to see their fights, thinking that I, a man in my forties, can't beat a child!"

"Hey, it's a pity that God is not fair, he won't let everyone open the spiritual cave. ”

"What if the family has a lot of money? After a few decades, the dust will return to the dust, and nothing can be taken away. Unlike these martial arts cultivators, those who are powerful to heaven can live for hundreds or thousands of years. ”

............

In the small talk of some people, the battle of the eight disciples in the ring was coming to an end, and the rankings came out one after another.

"Bang Bang!"

Applause rang out.

The eight disciples bowed to the crowd in the seats, and then jumped out of the ring at the same time.

"Brother pawnshop, the highlight is here! Look at that kid, it's my brother!"

Zhuo Bufan pointed to Zhuo Lan, who had already stepped into the ring, with a hint of pride in his words.

"I knew it yesterday, and it does look like you. Chu Bei nodded slightly, with a slight smile in his words.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the battle for the strongest team in this year's martial arts hall begins now!"

As Yue Hao's voice fell, the four people on the stage faced each other in pairs and clasped their fists at the same time.

"A team of disciples, Gao Xu!"

"A team of disciples, Zhuo Lan!"

"Fourth team disciple, Yang Yu!"

"Fourth team disciple, Zhou Hong!"

Before starting, the four of them reported their names according to the rules of the previous year.

"Gao Xu, this year's top spot must be our team!" Yang Yu's eyebrows rose, revealing indescribable confidence.

"Don't talk too much, you'll know who's more powerful in a while. ”

Gao Xu and Zhuo Lan looked at each other and smiled, they ate the best dishes yesterday, and the sudden increase in spiritual power in their bodies has not yet been properly released.

Now, this is a great opportunity!

"Brother, who do you think these two teams will win?" Wang Xiaohu turned his head to look at Chu Bei and asked.

"Needless to say, of course it's Xiaolan who wins!"

Without waiting for Chu Bei to speak, Zhuo Bufan had already replied first, and then said: "You don't know yet, yesterday Gao Yuanwai had already taken these two little guys to eat the best dishes!"

"No wonder! But is this cheating?"

The corners of Wang Xiaohu's mouth twitched, and his gaze was fixed on Chu Bei and Mo Qingwu.

"Bang bang!"

While Wang Xiaohu was still waiting for Chu Bei's answer, the battle in the ring had already begun, and the continuous sound of collision sounded.

"This.... How is this possible?!Brother Criminal, how can Gao Xu Zhuolan's strength be...."

A short and fat man looked at the tall and thin man next to him in surprise, stretched out his hand and pointed to the ring, his eyes full of puzzlement.

"Don't ask me, I don't know! How could the two of them become so powerful in one day!"

As a martial artist of the two little guys, Xing Nan waved his hand at the short and fat man, his eyes firmly locked on the battle in the ring, his face full of shock.