When Guo Yuheng heard that his son wanted to learn martial arts, he knew that his father definitely did not plan to let him learn martial arts, and every time he had to use some "three-and-a-half-star, four-star, five-star" and the like to evaluate Feihao's technique. He has been teaching Guo Jianhao how to use Feihao since he was five years old, but he is impetuous, and finds that children are not materials for martial arts training at all. After a few days of studying, he ran away.

Either it scared the sows of the big pig farmers to miscarry, or they ran to pull out the cockscombs of the rooster, and in the end it was the merry adults who apologized.

"I knew you didn't want to call me martial arts, huh!" Guo Jianhao said to himself. I've mentioned this question before, and his father's answer is always the same:

"It's not that Dad doesn't want you to practice martial arts, you haven't learned a little bit in the past, and it's not enough for others to be harmed? You must know that with your current qualifications, you don't even have the ability to fly directly to your home. It's not like I find you flying a few steps and you have to take a break. Our internal strength is to go to the top of the mountain to practice for five hours, and we have to practice from five o'clock in the morning, can you do it? “

Guo Jianhao can recite this sentence backwards, just like his brother Zheng Qinglong was Tang Shi, he can answer the last sentence and the next sentence.

Guo Yuheng doubted the child's perseverance, practicing martial arts was not an overnight thing, and he didn't know Guo Jianhao's character, fishing for three days and drying nets for two days.

Guo Jianhao didn't give up, ran to the crack, and saw his father casting a spell on the crack at a glance, and after Guo Yuheng finished, he stood next to his father: "Dad, I know how to learn the art of Feihao, every practitioner has to tie his arms and legs to the heavy jade taken from the mountain, and fly up with internal force?" “

"This is the principle, but do you know how far it takes for a disciple of Wangshou to take off? It will be ten miles away, and there will be one rest in between. Guo Yuheng pulled the child out of the dangerous place, but Guo Jianhao broke away from his father's hands and ran away.

It's dusk, and it's time for dinner again, and the Merry Lord will urge the family to gather around the table for dinner at this time, and if the bear kid comes back to eat later, he will be taught a lesson. After waiting for half an hour, I still didn't see Guo Jianhao go home.

"Don't worry about that kid, maybe you're going to go wild again. The first martial arts tournament will be held early tomorrow morning. At that time, the first place among the disciples of each level will be selected to manage the sect. ”

"Yuheng, I heard that the disciples of Shiao also came to participate in the competition, the disciples of this basin landform are different from us, and they come and don't compete for the first place, what is the purpose?"

"Is the Merry Lord worried that the visitor will not be good? Let's wait and see, with you presiding over the tournament, I won't have any problems as a referee. “

Early the next morning, the village was noisy, many villagers came to see the excitement, this was the first time I heard that a martial arts competition was going to be held, the disciples of the last line of Kunlun had to come to the competition, and some villagers spontaneously held a Yangge team. First, I danced for a whole hour, and was having a good time, when I saw a few people who did not belong to the villagers at all, wearing purple gauze robes. The rampant domineering passed through the Yangge team. There was a leader who looked like a leader sitting on a chair on a high platform.

"Lord Merry, don't come unharmed, I heard that this is the first martial arts competition, and I brought ten elite disciples, five male disciples, and five female disciples, all of whom are top masters." The man gestured to a few of the disciples beside him.

"Shiwa, the purpose of the competition is to select excellent players to maintain the balance of the landform, you also felt the earthquake that happened some time ago, let's focus on the overall situation." The Merry Lord reminded Shi Wa, hoping that he would not be too presumptuous.

"The reason for this geomorphological problem is not something that can be found in a day or two, and the village chiefs of several other villages are discussing this matter - okay, the competition is about to start, I will send Shaling first, who do you send?"

The villagers talked a lot, why is this person so unreasonable, he is a guest, why is he so arrogant?

Shaling jumped in the arena, and the one who came to compete was a disciple who wanted to compete. Sha Ling lifted his robe, and it was actually a female disciple, holding a flute in her hand, and it didn't look like a big deal. After all, he was a male disciple, and he was polite, so he launched an offensive first. Unexpectedly, as soon as the flute blew, yellow sand emerged from the flute hole, sliding towards the lower plate of the first disciple like the quicksand of the desert.

"Sunny Furnace, be careful!" A disciple reminded him.

I saw the clear furnace bouncing a few feet away in the air, the eyes of the birds on his crown began to spin, and Shaling stood in place unhurriedly. I saw countless darts from the gourd hitting the flute. The sand returned like a shield, like a shield protecting the sand ridge.

The moment the furnace fell, the yellow sand left on the ground was as hard as gold and fixed the furnace in the sand. Shaling played the flute again, this is a tune, it sounds good, but in exchange for the body of the clear furnace sinking into the sea of sand step by step.

Until his head was almost submerged, and the bird flew fiercely and pecked at the sand ridge, the song could not control the bird at all, and no matter how much she turned her pace, it was useless. Shaling had no choice but to break the flute with force, and with a "snap", the bird fell to the ground.

"Stupid guy, you can't even beat a disciple who wants to be the head, and a broken flute of yours is equivalent to losing half of your skills and cultivation." Shi Cave cursed the sand ridge seeds.

"This game, a draw!" Guo Yu waved the small yellow flag.

"Why a draw? Our disciples have suffered heavy injuries, is Guo Yuheng protecting his disciples? Shi Au was reluctant and pointed at Guo Yuheng.

"As soon as the bird on the head of our disciple comes out, it is equivalent to losing half of the cultivation, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser."

"Okay, Guo Yuheng counts you as capable, don't be too complacent, the disciples I sent below must be divided into high and low, and you can try it in the thunder sound storm."

As soon as this thunderstorm came up, there was a scar on his face, his body was like a bear, holding a hammer, and he fell on the martial arts field, and a thick footprint was printed on the ground. One of the Wangshou disciples still sent by the Merry Lord, named Qingyan, calmly drew a gossip shape on the ground and stretched out his hand to express a "please".

The thunderstorm roared, the hammer rattled, the sky split a bolt of lightning, the thunder rolled, catching the wind, the thunderstorm could actually take off the heavy body, those lightning surrounded the body, and wanted to electrocute the clear smoke, but the light harrier turned over, ran to the back of the thunder storm, flew out of the gourd, pulled out the brush in the placket, wrote "Come when the ugly time" on the talisman, and floated the spell into the air.

All of a sudden, the sky darkened. The thunderstorm that flew according to the light of electricity lost its direction and really became a black blind man. As long as there is no sound, the sound is useless to the blind, and the ears are useless. Qingyan had already expected this, he deliberately found one on the ground that was in the opposite direction of Shi Zichao and threw it, the opponent flew over when he heard the movement, and his body flew into the air, he only felt that he had hit the outside of the martial arts arena fiercely.

Qingyan opened the gourd, the spell flew back, the sky was bright, and I saw the thunderstorm struggling to get up.

"This game is clear, and the leader of our first disciple is born!" Guo Yu flew the green flag.

Shi Ao's face was green, he had already folded two cadres, this is going to be compared, the one who appeared immediately was the second layer disciple of the other party, he also knew something about the flying crane before he came, the speed of this crane is a person on the person, and it is floating, and he doesn't know the intention of this Guo Yuheng to let these second-layer disciples enter and exit the mountain gate.

"Lord Merry, I think there have been two competitions, it is better to let the disciples rest for a while, it is not too late to compare, what do you think?"

Shi Au suddenly became so polite, since he was a guest, he couldn't excuse himself, and he agreed to let the contestants rest for a while. Shi Au called a disciple, handed a gift box to Lord Merry, opened the gift box, and displayed a bottle of fine wine: "The so-called grape wine luminous cup, this is our abundant wine, as a guest, how can you come empty-handed, I don't know if Lord Merry doesn't like it or not." ”

"Lord Shiwa, how dare the little girl accept such a valuable gift?"

"Where, where is it, if you don't taste our wine, it's not my birthday, bring the wine glass, we want to drink the wine!"

Shi Ao's disciple handed over the wine glass, he poured the wine into a cup for himself, and handed a glass to the Merry Lord: "Merry Lord, please!" ”

Shi Au squinted his eyes as the Merry Lord drank the wine and secretly spilled his own wine.

"Merry lord, how about this wine, it is definitely bitter and sweet, but after tasting it, the aroma is overflowing."

"Sure enough, it is a holy product, after our game is over, the little girl will be hospitable."

Shi Wa smiled, he stretched out his arms and relaxed his body: "This game is about to start, I'm a little tired of it." ”

Lord Merry didn't look at how unfathomable Shi Ao's expression was, and only cared about arranging the troops.

The first disciple who did not participate in the tournament was looking for any sneaking monsters near the crack, and the mountain was densely covered with vegetation, and if he was not careful, something would hide.

Guo Yuheng sent them to be the disciples who took a fancy to find prey, and every Wangshou disciple felt that the first-level identity was not higher than the disciples above, and they were very hard working with such a task.

"Hey, Qingquan, I seem to have found a target, just behind the big locust tree, the purple one is still moving, let's go take a look."

A Wangshou disciple waved his hand, telling Qingquan to lean down and catch the prey lightly, but as soon as he reached the back of the purple target, he found that it was a person, and he blew out a wisp of green smoke from his mouth, and the three Wangshou disciples were caught off guard, the smoke was actually poisonous, and they immediately fell down after smelling it. The man sniffed their breath: "No signs of life, one step closer to the mission." ”