Chapter Seventy-One: The Enemy Meets

After the ring, a white cloth hung high with three large blood-red characters written on it: "Registration Office"

Anyone who wants to compete on the stage must come here to register.

Although there are many martial arts practitioners in the ring, not all of them have the courage to participate in such a competition. People who have no faith in themselves will not dare to participate in such a life-and-death battle no matter what.

When the three of them came to the ring, they immediately saw Qiu Bocheng sitting on a Taishi chair.

Although the people above the ring were fighting to the death, and the people under the ring were clamoring and shouting, his old man was like a Maitreya Buddha, sitting on a chair and not moving like a mountain.

In front of the old man, three tables were set, each with a scribe sitting with a pen.

Maybe it's because it's been half a day, so there are very few people who come to sign up, and these three tables are empty. However, at the foot of the ring, there are quite a few people who are ready to take the stage. Their expressions varied, some nervous, some relaxed, and some excited.

When the three of them came here, they immediately attracted everyone's attention, and even Qiu Bocheng looked away.

In terms of appearance alone, there is nothing special about the three of them, but it is surprising to appear here.

This is the place of life and death, and once you set foot in the ring, it is the destiny of life and death.

The people who can withstand this kind of tremendous pressure are all young adults over the age of 20.

Yu Weihua and Lin Ting are just that, and the appearance of thirteen-year-old Zheng Haotian here is a bit of an eyesore.

Not only that, but the mace on Zheng Haotian's back, which has a hideous appearance and is wrapped around his body with tree vines, is also eye-catching. However, after most people's eyes glanced at them, they were a little unimpressed.

Not many people want to believe that the mace on Zheng Haotian's back is a real guy, but in any case, their arrival has attracted everyone's attention.

Yu Weihua came to a table and said in a deep voice: "The three of us sign up." ”

The scribe in front of the seat glanced at them, took out three papers, and said, "In the ring, the sword soldiers have no eyes, whether they live or die, you can think clearly before drawing a charge." ”

Yu Weihua grinned, he was bold and straightforward, since he had already made a decision, he naturally had no regrets and hesitation.

However, just as he picked up the paperwork, one hand took the lead and took all three documents in his hand.

Yu Weihua was stunned and looked at Lin Ting in confusion.

Lin Ting's gaze browsed through the three documents for a moment, and finally nodded slowly, "We signed." ”

He was so careful that although he had made a decision, he still carefully examined it before drawing it.

Qiu Bocheng's head moved slightly, and he didn't know whether to admire or disgust. But when his gaze turned to the rare mace, his eyes were full of light and understanding.

After the three signed a contract, they came to the team under the ring.

Yu Weihua suddenly said softly: "It's not good. ”

Everyone turned their heads to look at him, not knowing what this rough-looking man was exclaiming.

Yu Weihua suffocated: "The three of us shouldn't come together, what if we wait to be arranged in a competition?"

After everyone heard this, a middle-aged man laughed and said, "Young man, you don't have to worry. Our competition on stage is not in order, but appointed by Steward Qiu, and he will never arrange you together. ”

This person was sleek, and he slapped Qiu Bocheng on the back without a trace.

Yu Weihua breathed a sigh of relief, if the three of them were to compete on stage at the same time, no one would let go of each other.

There was a loud "bang" in the ring, and after the two men finished fighting, one of them injured his wrist and left the arena gloomily, while the other was arrogantly accepting the cheers of everyone in the ring.

Everyone's eyes immediately moved to Qiu Bocheng's body, waiting for him to call him to fight.

Qiu Bocheng groaned, his eyes wandering over everyone's bodies.

Suddenly, a thunderous voice sounded from not far away.

"Zheng Haotian, Yu Weihua......"

Everyone was stunned, and they all looked in the direction where the voice came from.

Two grim-looking men in green shirts lined up the crowd and walked quickly to the foot of the ring.

The two men were menacing, but one of them was a little staggering on his feet, as if he had not recovered from his injuries.

Seeing the faces of these two people, Zheng Haotian and Yu Weihua suddenly laughed dumbly.

Yu Weihua said loudly: "Peng Jiabao, you haven't been beaten enough last time, do you want to be beaten again?"

The person who staggered was the one who was defeated by Yu Weihua and Zheng Haotian respectively in the hunter assessment. With his skills, he should have been nine out of ten in the hunter assessment, and there is absolutely no reason why he can't pass.

But unfortunately, he met Yu Weihua and Zheng Haotian in empty-handed combat and weapon combat respectively, and both were defeated, not only did he not pass the hunter's assessment, but was seriously injured. After several months of recuperation, there is still no complete recovery.

At this time, when the enemies met, Peng Jiabao's eyes were bloodshot, and his violent aura was extremely strong, and it seemed that he would pounce on them at any time and tear them to pieces.

The man beside him patted lightly and had already pressed Peng Jiabao's shoulder.

This person's face is very similar to Peng Jiabao, even if he doesn't need to be introduced, he knows that there must be a blood relationship between the two of them.

His gaze swept over Yu Weihua and Zheng Haotian, and he did not speak ill of each other, but bowed deeply towards Qiu Bocheng, and said, "Peng Jiahu in Xia Yubao Pass, I have seen Steward Qiu." ”

Qiu Bocheng sat firmly on the Taishi chair, and he said coldly: "Peng Jiahu, the old man doesn't care about the grievances between you, but today is the big competition held by our Qiu family, so don't come here to make trouble." ”

Although Peng Jiahu was angry in his heart, even if he gave him two guts, he didn't dare to provoke the Qiu family.

Taking a deep breath, Peng Jiahu said, "Steward Qiu, I am here today to participate in the ring competition, please allow me." ”

Qiu Bocheng snorted coldly and said, "Whether you participate or not, the old man can't care." But the old man made it clear in advance that he would never refer to a few of you as competing on the same stage. ”

Peng Jiahu's breathing was suddenly suffocated, and his heart was extremely depressed. If he can't compete with the two of them, then he still has to compete......

After hesitating for a moment, Peng Jiahu said: "Steward Qiu, I have heard someone say that as long as the two sides are willing to fight each other, they can compete on the same stage." ”

Qiu Bocheng picked up the teacup in front of him, lifted the lid and blew lightly, let the person dry for a while, and then said unhurriedly: "There is indeed such a statement, but if it is not what the old man pointed out, then even if it is the winner, he is not qualified to join the Qiu family." ”

Peng Jiahu's eyes lit up, he suddenly turned around, and said, "Yu Weihua, Zheng Haotian, do you dare to fight with me." ”

Yu Weihua was about to speak, Lin Ting already sneered and said, "We came here to compete for a hundred taels of silver, not to waste our strength with you." ”

There was a roar of laughter from under the ring.

Everyone looked at Lin Ting with an indescribable smile, and even Qiu Bocheng, who had a slightly gloomy face, had the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.

They came here to compete, in addition to wanting to join the Qiu family, the hundred taels of silver naturally have a great attraction. But Lin Ting is still the first person to say it so openly.

Peng Jiahu's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and said, "You don't dare." ”

Lin Ting clasped his hands around his chest and said slowly: "Of course we don't dare." But......" he dragged out his tone, and added, "if you are willing to pay two hundred taels of silver to honor us, then we will dare." ”

Everyone laughed again, and they turned their heads one after another, looking at Peng Jiahu's brothers with a good look.

The changes at the foot of the ring quickly attracted everyone's attention, and those who were talking about it because no one was on stage to continue the competition for the time being paid attention to.

The Peng Jiahu brothers' breathing gradually thickened, and their eyes were fierce and vicious.

Qiu Bocheng's eyes lit up slightly, and his gaze at Lin Ting suddenly carried a bit of appreciation. How this son's martial arts skills have not yet been determined, but being so excited by him, Peng Jiahu is already anxious, and it is already amazing that ten percent of his strength can exert seven or eight achievements.

I already have this scheming at a young age, which is really good.

Peng Jiahu stretched out his hand and groped in his arms, took out a few silver tickets, threw out two of them, and said, "Two hundred taels of silver are here, what else do you have to say." ”

Lin Ting took the silver ticket with a smile, he glanced at it twice, turned around and smiled: "There are really people who take silver to honor us, so good." ”

This time, the laughter grew louder and louder, and even the scribes in charge of registration couldn't help but laugh.

Yu Weihua laughed and shook his head, he had been messing with Lin Ting for a long time, so he naturally saw his intentions, but he didn't want to take too much advantage. took a step forward and said, "Peng Jiahu, if you want to avenge your brother, then go to the ring." ”

Peng Jiahu's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he said, "You are Zheng Haotian?"

Yu Weihua was slightly stunned and said, "No." ”

"Since it's not, I'll clean you up later. Peng Jiahu said hatefully: "Zheng Haotian, you broke my brother's hands and feet, and now I want to repay it twice, do you dare to fight." ”

A hint of strangeness flashed in Yu Weihua and Lin Ting's eyes.

If it is Yu Weihua who makes a move, then the victory or defeat of the two sides will not be known until after the battle. But does he want to challenge Zheng Haotian......

Smiling slightly, he untied the vines on his body, Zheng Haotian handed the mace to Yu Weihua's hand, and he said casually: "I can't ask for it." ”

ps: "Jijia Biaohan", a new book written with a lot of trouble, and I only found it when I was browsing the new book list.

Troublesome books have always been well-known, and the legend of the year was even more popular, the white crane was chasing, and the brothers liked to see it, which was very good ^_^

There is a link below.

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