Juewu Pavilion, Huiwu Palace.

The decoration in the hall is simple and atmospheric, and the six giant jade pillars reach the top of the hall, and the martial arts people who come and go at the bottom are endless, one after another.

Each faction in the rivers and lakes has sent out its most outstanding disciples and apprentices to compete for the first place in the triennial martial arts conference, so that their own sects can attract more martial arts wizards.

"Slow down! Hold your horses! Line up one by one! He Yan sat at the desk and beckoned to the people who came to sign up.

"Shifang Martial Arts Hall, Guanpeng." A guy smiled.

"Uh-huh." He Yan nodded, picked up the pen and wrote a record, "What kind of sect are you?" Haven't heard of it before? ”

"Please forgive me, this is a small sect that my father just founded." Guanpeng clenched his fists.

As soon as these words came out, it directly caused everyone behind them to laugh and talk about it.

"Haha! Boy, are you being funny?! This is a contest between the top sects! You're in the wrong place! One scoffed.

"Poof! Is there only your father and you in your sect hahaha! The other laughed straight out loud.

"Someone's father wants a white-headed person to send a black-headed person~" The man said in a weird way.

In the face of everyone's cynicism, Guanpeng looked embarrassed, although he was very unconvinced, he could only swallow his teeth in his stomach.

He Yan patted Guanpeng's shoulder and said with a light smile.

"Courage is commendable, you should do your best."

Guan Peng was suddenly grateful, and was about to say thank you to her, but was kicked away by others.

"Hairy boy, stay where it's cool." Saying that, the young man looked at He Yan with a smile, "Hee hee is me, beautiful sister, my sect is..."

Before the words fell, a tall figure appeared in front of the young man.

Just look at the man's burly physique, holding a giant hammer in his hand, extremely strong muscles, and a tall figure covering the sky and the sun.

"Yes! It's Kun Xingliang of Sandstone Castle! Someone shouted behind the young man.

"Wow! It's true! Tall and strong! It is worthy of being one of the seven famous families! ”

At this time, the audience was already in an uproar, and Kun Xingliang was still expressionless, lowering his head and coldly spitting out two words to the young man.

"I'll go first."

"Of course... You... The young man trembled and was terrified, for fear of losing his life.

Kun Xingliang turned to He Yan and said his name, and then took steps to leave.

Suddenly, a young and loud female voice sounded.

"I thought it was who, it turned out to be a stupid big guy who cut in line!"

Kun Xingliang stared, and what caught his eyes was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

I saw that she was wearing a delicate silk skirt, her skin was white, her face was beautiful, and her black hair was tied with two ball braids.

Her round eyes were smart and cute, and her small mouth was open to show tiger teeth.

"Hmph, Ouyang Xiaqing." Kun Xingliang snorted disdainfully.

Ouyang Xiaqing crossed her hands on her hips, shook her head slightly, and said with an extremely contrived posture.

"What's the matter with Princess Ben~Silly big man~"

"Say it again."

"Silly big guy! Stupid to death and a stupid big guy who wants to cut in line! Ouyang Xiaqing raised her nose and shouted.

Kun Xingliang stepped forward, and in the next moment, the giant hammer slammed towards her!

Ouyang Xiaqing quickly leaned down and dived, dodging the heavy blow at an extremely fast speed!

"Boom!!" The thousand-pound giant hammer smashed the ground, and several people flew away!

For a time, the people in the hall were full of noise and noisy, some people were stunned and fell to the ground, some people were so frightened that they ran away from the door, and some people leaned to the side and watched the play happily.

"I didn't expect you to be so stupid, and you would take the opportunity to sneak attack others." Ouyang Xiaqing chuckled leisurely.

"You're looking for death!"

Kun Xingliang roared angrily and raised the giant hammer again, smashing at her one after another!

But Kun Xingliang's every blow was always half a beat slower, and all of them were dodged by Ouyang Xiaqing, who made him angry.

"Haha! It's useless! Ouyang Xiaqing laughed as she flickered.

"Damn little brat!" Kun Xingliang gritted his teeth and glared at her.

Suddenly, Ouyang Xiaqing shot out a palm and hit Kun Xingliang's lower abdomen!

With a "bang", Kun Xingliang's footsteps did not move a bit.

“.........”

Kun Xingliang first froze for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth and mocked softly.

"Heh, are you tickling Lao Tzu here?"

"Yes! Help you with fire therapy! ”

The moment the words fell, Ouyang Xiaqing's palm erupted with flames!

"Ahh

The sudden flames burned Kun Xingliang and wailed in pain, and retreated again and again.

Ouyang Xiaqing saw Kun Xingliang's miserable situation, and crossed her waist and looked up at everyone and laughed.

"Hee-ha! See, this is the end of offending this princess! ”

Everyone present applauded and cheered.

"At such a young age, he is so powerful, he really deserves to be a person from Liaoyuan Palace!" Someone praised.

"It turns out that she is the second lady of Liaoyuan Palace, Ouyang Xiaqing." The other suddenly realized.

"But it's too childish, I thought it was a big beauty." The man said, looking at it.

Ouyang Xiaqing accurately captured this sentence in her mouth, and pointed to the man walking quickly.

"What did you say?!"

"No... No, I didn't..."

Faced with her pressing steps, the man shrank his neck in fear.

Ouyang Xiaqing raised her hand and was about to whip him, but seeing this cowardice, she didn't feel very easy to start, so she opened her mouth and warned loudly.

"Humph! You ugly bastard dare to judge the appearance of this princess! If you don't want to be beaten, shut up! ”

"Well, it doesn't seem to work.," the man replied weakly, tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Why?"

"You! Look! The man hurriedly pointed behind her.

Ouyang Xiaqing turned around, and suddenly saw the giant hammer flying towards her!

She quickly raised her palms, and the flames in her palms continued to gush out, forcing the giant hammer to stop in the air!

At this time, Kun Xingliang shook off the burning coat and clenched his fists angrily.

"Give it back! Silly big guy! Ouyang Xiaqing shouted.

Before Kun Xingliang took half a step, he saw that in the next moment, the giant hammer surrounded by flames attacked him at a rapid speed!

Seeing this, Kun Xingliang hurriedly rolled to the side, and no one could catch the iron-red hammer.

Immediately after, the red-colored hammer flew straight towards He Yan!

"Uhhh He Yan was dumbfounded, stunned in place.

Between the lightning and fire, a yellow figure flashed!

I saw that the man raised his hand and patted it, and directly smashed the giant hammer!

"Boom!" In an instant, the smoke and dust were filled, and the iron was scattered!

Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted by this person, seeing that he was only in his twenties, but his demeanor was very steady, wearing a yellow and red robe.

The monk put his five fingers together on his chest and gently admonished.

"Amitabha, please don't fight the two donors again, so as not to hurt the innocent."

"Shhh My hammer..."Kun Xingliang hurriedly went over and picked up the iron.

"Haha! Deserve! Ouyang Xiaqing jumped happily and came to Wenkong's side, "Yo! Bald guy, you're pretty good! actually caught the fire of this princess. ”

With a chuckle, she raised her hand and patted Wenkong's shoulder.

Wen Kong dodged Ouyang Xiaqing's hand sideways, and moved a few steps to the left, keeping a certain distance from him.

"The female benefactor has won the award, and the little monk just took it by luck." Wenkong lowered his head slightly and replied respectfully.

"Don't let you touch it?" Ouyang Xiaqing was very unhappy, crossed her waist and skimmed her face, "Cut!" Dead bald donkey! Who is rare, it's not a handsome princess who doesn't want to touch it! ”

"Amitabha, I hope you understand."

At this time, Kun Xing walked towards the two of them angrily, opening his mouth and roaring.

"Damn! Lose Lao Tzu's hammer!! ”

"Kun Xingliang! Stop it! Suddenly, there was a sound from above, which directly stopped Kun Xingliang.

The next moment, the young man's vigorous figure fell lightly and stood in front of Kun Xingliang.

The young man has a delicate face, wears a jade crown, and is dressed in exquisite clothes, and his temperament is very elegant.

"What do you want to do?!" Kun Xingliang asked angrily.

"Oh, I want to ask you!" Xiang Zhanxian glared at him and warned coldly: "Kun Xingliang, if you are still spreading wildness here, Shayan Castle will no longer be eligible for the competition!" Get out of here! ”

"You!"

"Dare to move forward?" Xiang Zhanxian pointed fiercely at his nose.

At this time, Kun Xingliang remembered his father's expectations, and had no choice but to give up.

Kun Xingliang looked at Ouyang Xiaqing, turned around and said a word.

"Dead girl, we'll see you in the ring!"

"Slightly! Come on! This princess is not afraid of you! ”

Ouyang Xiaqing looked at Kun Xingliang's distant back, and kept sticking out his tongue and grimacing.

At this moment, a female chivalrous guest poked Ouyang Xiaqing's hand.

"What?" Ouyang Xiaqing turned her head and asked.

The female chivalrous guest blushed slightly, looked at Xiang Zhanxian, and leaned into Ouyang Xiaqing's ear and said.

"Eh, Miss Ouyang. The young pavilion master is very handsome, it suits your appetite. ”

"Hmm..."Ouyang Xiaqing looked up and down, and then responded loudly: "It's okay!" But it's not handsome enough! ”

"Oh haha, Miss, you're so demanding." The heroine chuckled quietly.

But Xiang Zhanxian didn't pay attention to them, but walked to the desk and tapped lightly twice with his hand.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"Woooooooo Don't kill me. He Yan was squatting with her head in her hands, wanting to cry without tears: "I'm just a part-time worker, I don't know anything, I want to kill my little boss." ”

Xiang Zhanxian's eyes rolled slightly, and he preached helplessly.

"If you don't get up and work again, I'll kill your wages."

He Yan stood up suddenly, and after seeing that the person who came was showing the strings, he hurriedly opened his mouth to cover up.

"Small! Little boss! Hee-ha-ha... I wasn't talking about you! She touched the back of her head and smiled.

"Yes, yes, hurry up, don't talk so much nonsense at work."

Xiang Zhanxian nodded impatiently and handed the ink pen to He Yan.

Immediately, he turned his head to look at Wenkong and Ouyang Xiaqing, and said politely.

"Master Wenkong, Miss Ouyang. As a token of gratitude, go ahead of the line. ”

"Forget it, this princess can't do such a as cutting in line!" Ouyang Xiaqing shouted with disdain.

"Amitabha, the little monk thinks the same." Wenkong nodded slightly.

With that, the two of them went back to where they had just been.

After a while, everyone lined up in an orderly manner, and there was no longer any more disturbance.

It wasn't until the evening that He Yan finished recording the people who came to sign up today.

At this time, the hall was silent, she stretched her waist, closed her eyes and yawned a few times, intending to get up and close the door.

In the blink of an eye, a person appeared in front of He Yan's eyes, and she shivered twice.

"Uh-wow! Who are you, scared to death! Why do you walk silently!! ”

“.........”

He Yan looked at the man in black wearing a mask, waved his hand casually and said perfunctorily.

"We're closed today, you have to sign up and come early tomorrow."

“.........”

The masked man still didn't speak, still standing quietly.

"Eh! Did you listen to what I said? ”

As she spoke, He Yan curiously looked at the man's mask.

I saw that the white mask did not have any eyeholes, and the arc of the mouth was extremely curved downward, like a grinning weird smile.

Suddenly, He Yan took half a step back in horror, with a very bad premonition in her heart, and goosebumps involuntarily broke out all over her body.

"You... You're here to sign up, aren't you?" she swallowed her fear and picked up her pen tremblingly, "Say... Tell me, your sect and your name...."

"No sect, masked swordsman."

"Well... Okay. ”

He Yan was covered with cold sweat and hurriedly lowered her head to write.

"I'm done, you..."

When she looked up again, the masked man had disappeared, only the cold wind howling outside the door....