"Maybe he didn't even think about losing, maybe it's just a name, and he can't get it at all?" Zhu Wenyu deliberately made it difficult.

"It's not." Desert shook his head: "I also asked just now, on the first day of the fight, that Bogle did put five large plates of gold on the stage, there are really a thousand taels, not bluffing." ”

"Really?" Zhu Wenyu also felt that it was not simple.

"Maybe he's rich?" Maya interjected from the side.

"First, whoever has a lot of money doesn't spend it like this, and a thousand taels of gold can be taken out casually, at least it proves that the person who paid for it is rich and rivals the country. Second, as the saying goes, there are people outside the sky, and no one can be sure that they are the first in the world, not to mention that Bogel is not very old, and it is impossible to say with certainty that no one can take this gold. Third: Who paid for the gold? Why do you have to pay so much money out? What is the purpose? "Desert 1510.

"There may be several purposes." Zhu Wenyu calmed down and slowly analyzed: "First, taking out so much money is to shock people, that is to say, to shock the world and make it have the greatest impact." A ring may not be noticed by many people, but a ring with a thousand taels of gold will be noticed. ”

"Yes, second, I want people with higher martial arts skills to fight. As the saying goes, there must be brave men under heavy rewards, and some real martial arts masters may disdain to fight on stage, but if this ring is raised by this thousand taels of gold, those who want money will come to the money, and those who don't want money will also come to the famous, not to mention that there is a plaque of "heroes of the world", even if it is given by the Mongolian Khan, but these four words will make many people have to fight, so that there will be more martial arts masters to fight. The desert continued.

"It seems that this Bogle is determined to see the real Central Plains martial arts master." Zhu Wenyu pondered.

"If you just want to see the martial arts masters, find the young ** dang, with their skills can also meet good players, the problem is that they are Mongolians, so fanfare to put the ring down, the martial arts master to come over, I'm afraid I still want to make a name for myself, smear the Ming Dynasty, and add glory to Mongolia. To tell the truth, although the plaque of 'Hero of the World' was given by the Mongolian Khan, if it has not been taken down for a long time, the face of the Central Plains Martial Arts will be almost lost. "Desert Road.

"Well, in that case, I'll have to go on stage tomorrow." Zhu Wenyu said.

"It's a pity that Brother Nangong is not here, otherwise, I can let Brother Nangong come to the stage first and probe their details, Brother Zhu, it's better not to come forward at will, at least watch a few more games, know yourself and know the other party to succeed in one fell swoop, and win the battle." Desert Road.

"Well, then I'll watch for a few days." Zhu Wenyu felt reasonable.

"There is also Brother Zhu who mentioned the matter of the Mongolian army mentioned by King Yan, what does Brother Zhu think?"

"I feel a little bit of a problem when I hear it, I heard that Wei Guogong's illness also began to attack more than half a year ago, Wei Guogong is a general who guards the northern frontier of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty has a fine work in Mongolia, Mongolia naturally has a lot of fine work in the Ming Dynasty, and it must be important in the western part of Beiping Mountain, Wei Guogong is sick, Mongolia will definitely be able to get the news, and it is natural to be ready to move." Zhu Wenyu also said.

"That's right, in my opinion, between the matter of the ring and the movement of the Mongolian army, King Yan, as the prince, is the prince of Beiping, and he must pay more attention to the latter, and today I call Brother Zhu over, I am afraid the most important thing is the latter. Therefore, I think it is inconvenient for Brother Zhu to take the matter of the fight too seriously, the matter of the fight is small, and the state affairs come first, so it is better to find out the movements of the Mongolian army first. ”

"What do you mean, eagle?"

"I mean, Brother Zhu, you can call Brother Nangong, or the masters of other sects, invite a few to come, let them fight, and we will invite a few more helpers to find out the news of the Mongolian army."

"Don't let me fight?" Zhu Wenyu felt a little disappointed.

"yes, how boring is it for Brother Yu not to fight?" Maya next to her also muttered, after all, she was young and preferred to be lively, but Tang Yun just smiled and said nothing.

"Hehe, this will be arranged by Brother Zhu himself, Brother Zhu will fight, and let other people go to the Mongolian camp." Desert laughed.

"It's not too late to discuss who to fight, let's find someone first." Tang Yun interjected with a smile on the side.

"Hehe, look at my head." Zhu Wenyu patted his head: "It's getting more and more useless, people don't know who to call yet, but they think about who to fight first, ha." The Mayan Desert laughed when he heard this.

"Then let's sum it up and see who can help. But I still want not to call it wood, he rarely has time to be with Xiaoli and let them stay for a few more days. Zhu Wenyu said.

"Well, yes, yes." Tang Yun said yes again and again.

"Let's see what those people are capable of tomorrow." Desert Road.

Zhu Wenyu also felt reasonable, if those Mongolians were ordinary, it would be too big to invite a few heads, and they would have to owe a lot of favors, and maybe it would make those heads dissatisfied, and they felt that they were too contemptuous, and asked them to deal with a few little people with the respect of the heads.

On the second day, the four of them rushed to the north of the city early, only to see that there were already a lot of people around the ring, just after the hour, there was a thin mustache on the stage carrying a gong to the middle of the ring, "clang" knocked, shouted loudly: "Bogel Gongzi Beiping City set up a martial arts competition, fight alone, the dead and wounded each have a destiny, and those who pass the five levels will be given a thousand taels of gold!" Today is the twenty-ninth day, and now begin! After saying that, there was a gong sounding again.

Before the gong fell, a middle-aged man in a strong suit jumped into the ring with a stick in his hand, and hugged his fist: "Shanxi Taiyuan 'Tianma Dart Bureau' and 'Immortal Stick' Meng Yan!" Please advise! After saying that, the eyebrow stick in his hand slammed to the ground, and he was already in a posture to respond.

I saw several Mongolian men on the stage look at each other a few times, and a man with a very thick black chin and a beard on his chin stood up, walked to the stage in a few steps, and stood opposite to Na Mengyan. I saw that he was almost a head taller than Meng Yan, and his hand was holding a mace four or five feet long, and a large bag on the black whirring iron rod, which was densely packed with many sharp steel nails, glowing with a cold and dense light.

It turns out that the three Mongolians in the ring, Zamutu, Shulei and Teng Bichi are the first level of this ring, among which Zamutu is good at wrestling, if the person comes with his bare hands, he will go up, the weapon of Shulei is a mace, and the weapon that comes or holds a stick and a staff is dealt with by him, Teng Bichi is good at making a scimitar, and he will send the attacker who holds the knife or the sword, and the three of them are considered the first level, only need to pass one person, or you can choose one of the three people to fight against the challenger. This time, Meng Yan was a good hand at Qi Mei Stick, so he returned to Shulei and came out of the battle.

Seeing that Shulei came out of the battle, Zhu Wenyu cheered up and watched the two face each other carefully. I saw that Meng Yan pointed, swept, split, picked, and flirted with a Qi Mei stick, dancing whirringly, and the power was quite amazing, but the magic thunder was unhurriedly making the mace that was almost fifty or sixty pounds as if it was nothing, and did not hear the slightest sound of the wind, but Meng Yan's Qi Mei stick collided with the mace several times, and it bounced off like a small pebble hitting the mountain rock, and it couldn't get close at all. Zhu Wenyu shook his head secretly, this Meng Yan couldn't be the opponent of that magic thunder at all.

Sure enough, in less than a hundred rounds, Meng Yan's stick move has gradually slowed down, and the power is not as amazing as at the beginning, a little exhausted, at this time, the magic thunder has changed the stick method, the mace is high above the head, and smashed straight forward, "Tiger Town Tianshan" was caught off guard, "Immortal Stick" Meng Yan had to cross the eyebrow stick, and took this trick hard, and the shock was so numb that he was about to take a breath, who knew that the magic thunder raised the mace above the top again, and smashed it down, it was still a move "Tiger Town Tianshan"! Meng Yan had no choice but to fight again, and so many times, the thunderbolt was still this trick "Tiger Town Tianshan", four times in a row, so angry that Meng Yan screamed, but he had no choice but to fight hard with one move, after the six moves "Tiger Town Tianshan", only to hear a crisp sound of "click", and the eyebrow stick as thick as a child's arm in Meng Yan's hand had been smashed by the thunder! Even the tiger's mouth was shattered on both hands. Meng Yan was stunned for a moment, and was kicked up by that thunderbolt, and was kicked out of the ring, with a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Shulei returned to his seat without a red face, panting, or saying a word, and several Mongolians on the stage were also expressionless, as if they had already expected that Meng Yan could not be Na Shulei's opponent.

Then, another person flew up to the stage, hugged his fists and signed up: "Baoding 'Shadowless Knife' Tan Yujiang came to ask for advice!"

I saw another slightly black and thin Teng Bichi in the ring standing up, and he also hugged his fists: "Teng Bichi!"

The two stood in the ring, on one side of each other, staring at each other for a long time, but neither of them made the first move, and the audience gradually felt impatient, and they coaxed each other, urging the two to fight. Suddenly, I only heard Na Teng Bichi shouting, stepped up a few steps, and the scimitar flashed, and it was already slashed diagonally! Natan Yujiang is very flexible, his head is off, his feet are wrong, he dodges the blade, but the shadowless knife in his right hand is like lightning from the bottom to the top! Teng Bichi seemed to be slightly taken aback, shrunk and avoided it, and the shadowless knife almost slashed against the lower abdomen, which was extremely thrilling, and the crowd suddenly let out several exclamations.

In the stands, the Mongolian men, Zamutu and Shulei were staring intently at the two on the field, but Krza, Zhugul Khan and the others seemed to squint their eyes and didn't care.

"Shadowless Knife" Tan Yujiang made several knives in a row, the knife was pressing, although Teng Bichi was forced to retreat a few steps, but his body was flexible, his footwork was smart, and he was not chaotic at all, and suddenly saw that Teng Bichi shouted again, and slashed out a few knives one after another, and the momentum sank, Tan Yujiang couldn't dodge, so he had to take it hard, only to hear a few crisp sounds of "Ding Ding", Tan Yujiang was forced to retreat a few steps by the knife momentum of Teng Bichi, and reached the edge of the ring. Tan Yujiang was anxious, eager to regain his disadvantage, and suddenly took risks, seeing Teng Bichi's knife momentum, on the side of his body, he could avoid the blade, but the shadowless knife in his right hand was extended, directly picking Teng Bichi's left leg!

Who knew that Nateng Bichi was a scimitar commonly used in the Mongolian steppe, which was very different from the knife technique of the Central Plains, and the knife moves were often slashed diagonally downward, and at the end of the move, it naturally pulled outward to draw an arc. The "shadowless knife" Tan Yujiang is not familiar with it, let the blade, is stretching out his hand to pick Teng Bichi's left leg, only to feel the tip of the knife into the flesh, homeopathic area, on the left leg of Teng Bichi pulled out a long bloody mouth, is secretly happy, suddenly felt a chill in the left arm, followed by a huge pain, looked down, only to see that his left arm at the elbow of the blood gushing like a spring, below the elbow has been Teng Bichi's sharp scimitar cut down, in front of the eyes suddenly dizzy, unsteady standing, crumbling. Teng Bichi also covered the wound on his left leg, retreated to Taichung in a few steps, and frowned slightly.

"Senior brother!" Senior brother!" Several people in the audience jumped up one after another, supported Tan Yujiang, and stopped the bleeding. Two of them glared angrily at Na Tengbi, and they drew their knives and were about to step forward desperately.

I saw a flash of figure, the Zhugul Khan was already flickering, in front of everyone, both palms were pushed vertically, and a dark energy surged, pushing the two people back a few steps, stunned on the stage, and said loudly: "There are rules in the ring, fight alone, each by his own ability, life and death have their own destiny!" Although it is not very standard, it is a clear Han official language.

The two of them were stunned for a moment, remembering that they had indeed said it in advance, just as Tan Yujiang woke up and said in a weak voice: "Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Brother Gao, stop fighting, we ...... Let's go!" Everyone surrounded one after another, carrying Tan Yujiang down from the stage. There was a sigh from the crowd.

Zhu Wenyu in the audience can see clearly, if you talk about this first level, yesterday's Zamutu, plus today's Shulei and Teng Bichi, although these three people have martial arts skills, they are only second-rate characters at most, I am afraid that they can only have a tie with Tang Yun at most, and even Maya can almost beat them. But as far as Zhu Gul Khan, who was only in the third level, pushed it, Zhu Wenyu had already seen that his internal strength was not weak, his moves were exquisite, his momentum was calm, and his martial arts had reached the realm of first-class masters, even if the "cold-faced spirit official" Nangong Ling or the "sword rain and fragrance" Tang Jian came, they might not necessarily be able to defeat him, and the desert was difficult to be his opponent, and it was strange that Ouyang Dongcheng, the master of the "Anping Dart Bureau", would also be injured under his men.

"Zhugul Khan is already like this, Zhao Wuda in the fourth level, and the young boy Boger who is the champion may have higher martial arts, it seems that it is equivalent to the skill of the head of the Central Plains faction, who does Brother Zhu think is the most suitable to fight in this ring?" The desert asked Zhu Wenyu next to him while looking at it.

"I think this Zhugul Khan is also wood, Tang Jian, and Brother Yan of the beggar gang can deal with it. As for Zhao Wuda, after all, he is not the champion, and it is not good to invite the head of any faction, but he can ask the 'Iron Beggar' Shenlong' Brother Zhou to come forward, and he should be able to send it away, and several elders of the Shaolin Temple should not be bad, and they can all come forward. Zhu Wenyu looked at it and thought about it. Desert nodded in agreement.

"As for that Borgle, I didn't see him yesterday or today, I don't know what the details are, if it is really higher than the martial arts of that Zhao Wuda, I am afraid that I can only ask the head of the faction to come forward, less ** dang, and the beggar gang Tangmen Nangong family, these are all the Central Plains martial arts faction, the head of the gang is not small, it is better not to look for them, I don't know how the head of the Huashan faction 'Lingfeng Jianyu' Zhu Weifeng or the head of the Taishan faction Qingkun Daochang martial arts? Well, by the way, it's better to send the head of the Huashan faction to come forward, after all, Master Mu Yun and Daoist Qingfeng, as well as Daoist Taishan Qingkun, are all monks, and it looks a little nondescript to stand on the stage to fight in the ring, I wish the head the best, if I can be slightly stronger than Brother Zhou, I should be almost a little sure of dealing with this Bogger, otherwise I can do it myself. Speaking of this, Zhu Wenyu's eyebrows fluttered again.