For several days, the villagers were discussing the new rules of the tournament.

Of course, they don't understand Qiu Wuyi's idea, how can there be a reason for immortality in a sacred battle? Is such a martial arts contest really meaningful?

As a subordinate, naturally you can't casually disobey the decision of the citizens, this is the rule, but the fighting spirit in the hearts of the villagers has been completely extinguished, except for Meng Lian, who vaguely feels that something is wrong, the rest of the people are not looking forward to the content of the martial arts competition.

In the past two days, the village seems to be very unmotivated, but Qiu Wuyi is still busy, not only busy himself, but also involved Meng Lian.

After a series of explanations, Meng Lian finally understood the "truth" of the martial arts competition, but at the same time, she felt that Qiu Wuyi seemed to have become even more incomprehensible.

While he couldn't understand it, Meng Lian had to admit that what he did seemed to be very reasonable, knowing that it didn't seem quite right, but he couldn't think of anything wrong.

Everything Qiu Wuyi did, in addition to respecting that traveler, was in a sense for his own intentions.

The key to breaking away from the country of Shura may be in the hands of the three generals, these people can be called the benchmark of the country of Shura, most of them are not people who can be persuaded by reason, and if they want to have equal dialogue rights, they can only become strong, and not only their own strength.

If you don't have a few troops in your hands, I'm afraid you won't be able to compete with the three yuan generals, since he found out that the Shura people generally lack exercises, Qiu Wuyi remembered the low-level exercises he carried with him, these were originally intended to be brought back to the territory, a total of twenty-six books.

In Tianzhumen, these are the exercises with the lowest price, and a random martial artist on the street can learn a copy after about half a year of training, which is very simple.

But in the Land of Shura, they are priceless enough to turn a village upside down, because they are extremely lacking in such simple exercises.

Qiu Wuyi had already discovered that the reason why Meng Lian was able to practice a technique to perfection in three days was not because she was talented, but simply because of the difference in foundation.

If the path of cultivation is compared to a building, the cultivation process of ordinary martial artists starts with digging stones, planning step by step, building walls, and adding roofs, which takes a long time to take effect.

Tianyi is equivalent to the holy gate of Tianyi built the house in advance, whether you can get the house, it depends on how much you can pay, and the house is not built by yourself, whether it is suitable or not, whether it is dangerous, all of this is unknown.

In the land of Shura, the daily arduous cultivation of the people is like having built the parts of various houses such as walls, foundations, gates, and pillars in advance, but there is no way to assemble these parts, and once there is a suitable exercise as an opportunity, the cultivation speed will be rapid and fast.

A strong army may not change the status quo of the Kingdom of Shura, but it will always be a card that can make a difference at a critical moment.

After three days full of suspicion, all the villagers of Boiling Spring Village began to assemble in the arena according to Qiu Wuyi's order.

Qiu Wuyi and Meng Lian had been waiting there for a long time, and the citizens had also discovered that there was another "person" in the fighting arena.

It was a man made entirely of extremely fine metal wires, and his weapon was a giant long-handled battle axe, and his body was exactly the same as that of a normal human, and even the shape of his muscles and joints was vividly made.

Such a thing standing on the fighting arena will inevitably cause all kinds of suspicions, and some villagers who are a little smarter have contacted the village chief Qiu Wuyi's previous orders, maybe there is something to do with it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I think you all know that I, as a citizen, will never challenge any of you, because it is an insult to battle, and it is only glorious for you to challenge me!"

Qiu Wuyi had a manipulated string between his ten fingers, stood next to the woven "clone", and began his speech before the game. "Exactly!" the villagers replied in unison, as more and more people read something different from Qiu Wuyi's impassioned emotions, and something very important seemed to be coming soon.

"Then I want to ask you, this dummy you have seen is something created by the special exercises I practiced, its strength is far inferior to mine, and it may not be as good as you, if I want you to fight it, is this not in accordance with the rules?"

Qiu Wuyi's fingertips suddenly tugged, and the clone controlled by the other end of the string also clenched the battle axe, and stepped forward with one foot, assuming a posture to face the battle.

"This ......"

The villagers had never considered such a situation, and they were all stunned for a moment, looking at Qiu Wuyi's metal clone, and then at their hands, with a confused expression.

In a sense, it seems that this doppelganger can be regarded as a weapon in the hands of the village chief Qiu Wuyi, but is there a weapon that can grow hands and feet to fight people? All this cannot be explained by tradition and rules, and the more I think about it, the more confused I feel.

Inspired by the ancient relics that Qiu Wuyi encountered during the trials of Tianzhumen, the giant robot is also a kind of weapon, and it must not be allowed to rigidize the mind.

"If you say this...... The dummy is one of the village chief's possessions, so it can be considered the same as your livestock, so I think there is nothing out of the rules if the village chief asks us to fight it, just like we let us fight with your gibbon you raise. ”

An older and experienced old man finally clarified his thoughts, and according to the past practice, it seems to make sense.

"Yes, yes, it must be in accordance with the rules!"

"So today's martial arts tournament is going to fight it?" the old man said, and the villagers were all stunned, although these two things could not be compared at all, but Qiu Wuyi had already taken into account the way the villagers thought about things, and everything was running smoothly according to his plan.

"Yes, it's in accordance with the rules, but have you ever thought of another thing, this dummy is a lifeless thing, if I like it, I can make as much as I want, and if you fight it with the mentality of fighting to the death, wouldn't it be very unfair?"

Qiu Wuyi's words changed, and with the help of the villagers' "understanding", he brought them into the next link.

"Huh?"

"Won't die......? This is certainly not fair. ”

The villagers, who had finally come to their senses, were confused again, and even the old man who spoke at the beginning was frowning and pondering, without saying a word.

"So that's why I'm asking you not to show up the dead, and today's martial arts conference, your enemy is it. Of course, I still ask you to do your best, just remember that in this battle, the winner will naturally be rewarded by me, and the loser is by no means a shame, because it is immortal, your efforts are not equal, and it is not something worth exchanging your life!"

Qiu Wuyi walked back and forth in front of the villagers, and his majestic voice reached the depths of everyone's hearts.

"Yes, if the other party cannot get the glory of death, then the same death will not belong to me!"

These words were easily accepted by the villagers, and while this was an unprecedented form of dueling, it was easy to understand the value of the exchange.

In order to preserve the population as much as possible, Qiu Wuyi has racked his brains.

The tournament is necessary, otherwise there is no way to know the true strength of each person, and I don't know who to focus on, a simple test is not enough, it must be used in the way of actual combat, but it must not be competed in the rules of the country of Shura, the population is already small, and now it is even more unaffordable.

Thinking about it, Qiu Wuyi could only come up with such a bad trick, in order to deceive the upright villagers, he had to tell them the reason why he was not allowed to die in battle, otherwise it was inevitable that someone would fight hard for glory, even if the opponent was just a dummy.

"Then the tournament starts now, everyone only needs to fight with this thing I control, it won't use any exercises, one-on-one, and those who can hold on for a minute without losing will be passed! Okay, now anyone can come up and challenge. ”

Qiu Wuyi gave an order, and the unprecedented martial arts competition began.

"I'll come first! Village Chief! Please advise!"

A young man with strong blood jumped into the round ring with a long mace, he actually didn't look down on the dummy in Qiu Wuyi's hand, and felt that he should be able to win.

He was originally one of the most favored talents in the village, with excellent qualifications, and he was a good young man full of self-motivation, and his future prospects were immeasurable.

"It's not me who instructs, the battle between you doesn't have much to do with me, I just let it move. ”

Qiu Wuyi smiled, stood behind the dummy, and nodded slightly to the young man.

The other villagers who were preparing for the battle below were also very curious, it stands to reason that a dummy like this should not have much strength, but listening to the village chief's words, it doesn't seem to be such a simple thing.

"Pick up!"

Undeparted, the young man picked up his heavy mace and smashed it head-to-head, intending to blow the dummy to pieces with a single blow. "Good momentum. The ring finger of Qiu Wuyi's left hand hooked with his little finger, and the dummy suddenly took a step back, dodging the mace that fell from the top of his head, and pushed forward with both hands, easily blocking the onslaught of the young man.

"Awesome!"

The young man praised it, not daring to underestimate the dummy anymore, turned around and pulled out the mace, and the fierce force drew a big fan shape in the air, and the momentum far overwhelmed the other party, although the dummy could not exude momentum at all.

Qiu Wuyi shook his head and hooked a few fingers alternately.

The dummy was not fit for jumping, and there was no need to jump, and before the young man's mace could swing out, the dummy took a step forward, and the axe handle slammed forward and slammed it heavily on the young man's cheek.

"Wow!"

The young man only felt that his eyes were dark, his brain was buzzing, and the dummy flew forward and kicked directly in the young man's chest.

"Boom!"

The young man's body smashed under the ring, his eyes full of Venus and his eyes.

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