Everyone was stunned and looked towards the high platform. It was none other than Zhang Qing of Genshan Gate. This person and Zhao Qian were sitting together, and the two were originally discussing something, but suddenly Zhang Qing burst out and pointed at Wu Qian.

Wu Yan was also a little confused, he was here on the orders of Zhao Ling, which door of this sunny hair was evil fire. Seeing the appearance of Zhao Qian's old god, his heart was suddenly shocked.

This melon son Yo was tricked again, it is estimated that Zhao Qian looked at him unpleasantly, so he embarrassed this guy with a water brain.

The two brothers and sisters of the Zhao family are not fuel-efficient lamps.

A group of guards guarding the audience also pricked up their ears, Zhang Qing's words are too hateful, you are a qi practitioner who looks down on martial arts, and you can't say it in front of so many people and put it on the table.

Zhao Chang's brows also frowned, and he glanced coldly at his son and the cheap nephew.

Zhao Ling and Wu Jian glanced at each other, with her intelligence, how could she not see that Zhang Qing was being used. His brother embarrassed Wu Gen in public, and it was also a little difficult for him to step down, after all, Wu Gen was brought back by himself, and it depends on the owner's face to beat the dog.

Wu Yan stood up lazily, just about to speak. Chu Ji couldn't help it, grabbed the silk scarf on his head, threw it hard, and the originally light silk scarf went straight to Zhang Qing.

The little guy doesn't care if you are expensive or not, didn't he and his brother just eat more, and they were going to be driven away.

"Bad guys." Chu Ji pointed at Zhang Qing and said loudly.

When the silk scarf arrived in front of Zhang Qing, he gently grabbed it in his hand and put it in his arms. Zhang Qing was actually a little resentful of Chu Ji stealing Zhao Ling's limelight today, and coupled with Zhao Qian's pouting, he couldn't help but stand up.

But Chu Ji is a noble man in the future after all, so it is not good to make trouble directly, so he has to give Wu Gen some face.

Wu Yan gently touched Chu Ji's head, turned his head and said, "What's wrong with martial arts, martial arts is also one of the avenues of heaven and earth, how can there be no place here."

Pointing at the soldiers under the high platform, he said loudly: "Fighting with other countries, fighting to the death with foreign races, which is not these warriors fighting bravely and bloody. Why, how many years have life been peaceful, and the martial arts have become a lowly thing."

As soon as these words came out, a group of soldiers who were patrolling and guarding the audience were all angry. Wu Gan's move dragged a group of people to his side, so as not to face the "sages" alone.

Zhang Qing's face was unswerving, but he didn't expect Wu Yan to dare to refute himself on the spot. Secretly glanced at Zhao Chang's expression, the other party did not react, so he said with confidence: "Dignity comes from strength, if you are not convinced, you dare to have a discussion with all of you to prove your qualifications to sit here."

Zhang Qing's words resonated with everyone sitting on the high platform, indeed, over the years, martial arts have gradually sunk, and their status has slowly decreased, not to mention qi practitioners, knowers, etc., just like people who are born with special abilities, they gradually look down on martial arts.

These people are all aliens, focusing on a different word, and most of the people who practice martial arts are mortals, everyone can learn, and they will naturally be looked down upon.

What's more, in recent years, the war with the alien race has gradually stopped, and there are fewer disputes among countries, and the martial artist is naturally no longer valued so much, and the decline in status is inevitable. Originally, there were also martial temples in various places, so that the ancestors could be laid down by future generations. After so many years, many of these martial arts temples have been abandoned, and some have even been directly repurposed for other purposes.

Things in the world are like this, everyone in the world is utilitarian, but if they lose their value, no matter what the past, they will be abandoned in the corner of the house.

"I don't know who will teach." Wu Yan raised his head and said. In the past, when encountering such things, I could hide and hide, but today's matter involves the dignity of martial artists, and I am a martial artist on the high platform, so I naturally can't retreat.

There are some things that can be hidden. There are some things that you can't let go.

Zhao Ling frowned slightly, but his face was silent. Zhang Qing was stunned, but he didn't speak.

"Hahaha." Zhao Chang stood up at this time, "That's fine, show your strengths. Since it's a group of sages, it's also interesting to have a little bit of a discussion, but it's better not to hurt your life.

In this way, there are three competitions, three sages in the field, and three martial artists are also out, and they will compete here. The winner will receive three Thorn Jades." As he spoke, he glanced at Wu Gan meaninglessly.

Wu Yan secretly smiled bitterly, this prince is the master

Roast it on the fire yourself. There is only one martial artist on the high platform, doesn't he have to fight three times in a row, so he can't call him up to help.

Since this is the case, Wu Yan stepped forward and arched his hand towards Zhao Chang and said, "Lord Wang, all of you have shown your means are rewarded. Chu Ji also tried his magic skills, and I don't know if there is a reward as well." Originally, he let Chu Ji make a move, but he was resentful of Zhao Lingyu for deceiving himself, thinking if he could find something to make up for it from Zhao Chang.

Since you're going to push me into the fire pit, how can you do it without some blood.

"Also, Chu Ji is also extraordinary. So be it, both of them will be rewarded." said that he asked someone to give Chu Ji and the person who had just turned into a bird a thorn jade.

Soon, Zhao Chang asked people to clear out the third-order platform and use it as a venue for the competition. He also arranged some formations so as not to harm others.

Xiang Qi quietly walked to the side of the stage and said in a low voice, "Brother, thank you for speaking up for the martial artists, why don't I go up and fight."

Wu Jian knew in his heart that this was Zhao Changcun's intention to humiliate himself. He forced Zhao Ling to shoehorn a righteous daughter into others, and anyone who encountered this matter would not be too comfortable. This is also the reason why Zhao Chang did not summon Wu Gen and Chu Ji once.

"No, if you make a move, I'm afraid someone will be against you in the future. They came for me, and then they came. If you really want to help me, find a strong bow." Wu Gen only brought iron arrows today, not a bow, and the tension of his boxwood bow was too small.

"Okay, use mine, it's the hardest bow in the camp, teach these bastards a lesson." Xiang Qi coldly looked at the arrogant "sages" in the stands, no matter what grievances there were in the past, but when it comes to this righteousness, all warriors should be the same enemy.

After a while, a black iron bow was sent to Wu Gan's hand, with a dark bow body and a hideous tiger head at both ends, which was imposing at a glance.

Martial arts against cultivators, what they are most afraid of is the opponent's long-range attack, so Wu Yan must be prepared for this.

At this time, the other party humbly resigned to each other and also elected three people.

The first person is named Yao Yong, and he is from Genshan Gate. Zhang Qing's parents are both elders in the door, and their status is second only to the master of the door. Since Zhang Qing spoke, he naturally had to be the first to stand up.

Yao Yong walked to the stage, his head was white, his hands were in his sleeves, he looked at Wu Gen and shook his head, "Shaft, you dare to make a lot of nonsense on such an occasion, I really don't know that there are people outside the mountain, is there a sky outside the sky, why don't you get out of here."

Wu Yan held a broken knife, carried a longbow, wore inner armor, and walked into the middle of the field, "Hao Shou Horseman, under Lang Lang Qiankun, when did such a person like you pop up in the crack of the stone, and bark wildly. To be old and not to die is to be a thief, and that's what you're talking about."

There was silence in the room.

The wind blew across the high platform, making a whirring sound, blowing into the valley and turning back, and even Wu Gan's scolding was brought back, as if helping Wu Gan laugh at the old man opposite.

What kind of place is this, who are the people sitting here, why do I hear such a foul voice.

Everyone looked at each other, and even Zhao Chang's face was stunned.

You must know that here are a group of elegant rhyme people who are like Gui Ruzhang and high sentimental, with elegant words and elegant words, and the style of a quiet person is shown between their hands and feet. Suddenly such a rough man popped out, which made everyone stunned for a while.

"Vulgar."

"Warriors are exactly like that."

"I'm ashamed to be on the same stage with this person."

There was a lot of noise, and the crowd was excited for a while.

"Shaft, if I don't teach you a good lesson today, won't it make my colleagues laugh." Yao Courage's beard trembled, and he pointed at Wu Yan with his hand.

Without waiting for Wu Gen to speak, he reached out and took out a one-foot-long silk painting from his sleeve, which had the appearance of a tiger. He was also scared at this time, lest Wu Gen spit out any more unbearable words and take action earlier.

Holding the painting in his left hand, he put two fingers of his right hand on the back of the painting and whispered, "Go."

A deafening tiger roar came out, a gust of wind blew on the high platform, and a white tiger jumped out of the painting, the size of a cat when it first jumped out, and soon its body rose with the wind, roaring and about to pounce towards Wu Gan.

But as soon as the tiger's body took shape, an arrow shot like black lightning and hit the tiger

Head. When the arrow came, the tiger's head cracked and dissipated into a spot of light.

The long arrow was castrated, piercing straight into the painting, and the long arrow body was not even seen in it. The silk painting trembled, stabbed, and the long arrow appeared from the back of the painting again, piercing Yao Yong's sleeve, and the huge momentum carried his person backwards, slamming heavily on the stone platform.

A human-shaped pit appeared on the stone platform, and Yao Yong was lying in it, unconscious.

There was silence again. Some people still don't understand what is happening, and the detective waits and sees.

Wu Geng's legs formed into lunges, still maintaining the posture of archery. Seeing Yao Yong take out the silk painting, Wu Jian had already held the bow in his hand and quickly shot out the iron arrow with the blood spirit talisman. He is not a pedantic person, and he has to wait for the other party to finish his spell before making a move.

is the so-called martial arts in the world, but it is not broken, and those cumbersome and fancy means can only be self-defeating.

Zhang Qing's face was red and white for a while, he didn't expect that his family was the first to make a move, and he planted such a big heel, so he couldn't help but say angrily: "Wu Gan, the prince didn't let him hurt people, why did he shoot so hard."

As soon as these words came out, everyone here rolled their eyes a little, and they learned from each other, as long as they didn't die, it was difficult for the two of them to have a warm spring breeze.

Seeing that no one took care of him, Zhang Qing also felt bored, and asked someone to carry the unconscious Yao Yong away. I didn't expect this young man, who looked a little scoundrel, to have such force.

Wu Yan was also a little surprised in his heart, and he gave a hard bow to Qi, and his strength was really extraordinary. This arrow is enough to consume three percent of his true qi.

There was silence for a moment, and under Zhao Chang's signal, another person stood up.

This person was holding a bell, and he came up and reported his name first, which turned out to be Luo Yuanbing. He bowed his hand to the nobles on the stage and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the small means are a bit crazy, please forgive me."

"It doesn't matter." After getting Zhao Chang's approval, Luo Yuanbing asked someone to carry a box more than one person high. Everyone was a little curious, and they didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in this Luo Yuanbing gourd.

The box opened, and a black mist floated out. Luo Yuanbing shook the bell and stood up from the box. The man's eyes were closed, his face was pale, and he was wearing tattered armor.

"This is an ancient corpse that I dug up from an ancient battlefield, refined from secret medicine, which can be described as invulnerable, not afraid of water and fire, and is a sharp weapon for fighting with martial artists in the battle array." Luo Yuanbing glanced at Wu Yan as he spoke.

Wu Gan's face had darkened at this time, refining the corpses of his ancestors into magic weapons, and he was a soldier who died in battle, and this person deserved to die.

"Ding." As soon as the bell rang, the eyes of the ancient corpse opened, and his eyes were just two holes, staring at Wu Yan viciously.

Luo Yuanbing took a step back and pointed at Wu Yan with his hand, "Go."

Unable to help but say, the ancient corpse pounced on Wu Yan with a long knife in his hand.

When there was a loud bang, Wu Gan's arm was sore. The strength of this ancient corpse is rare in the world. The knife turned round, and the broken knife slashed at the opponent's chest, but it was shocked back. Sure enough, as Luo Yuanbing said, the ancient corpse was as strong as fine iron.

At this moment, Chu Ji ran over for some reason. The ancient corpse didn't say a word, and swung his knife to slash at it.

Witnessing this scene, Wu Gen was so frightened that he lost two souls.