After the match, the third fight will begin, and the winner can stay in the ring for a while to see if there are any competitors who want to continue the challenge.

Li Changyuan waited for a while, but no one wanted to come up to fight, and Li Changyuan had no intention of naming anyone to come up to fight.

After the game, Li Changyuan got a short break.

The martial arts meeting continued, and the referee quickly called out the names of the two contestants in the third game.

When he stepped out of the ring, Li Changyuan glanced at Zhang Wenliang in the audience from the corner of his eye, not looking very happy. Even if he was cautious, he still made eye contact with Zhang Wenliang, Zhang Wenliang deliberately concealed his expression, and immediately changed from being helpless to a kind smile.

Li Changyuan also pretended to cater to the smile.

"It's your turn to play for a while, go get a drink?"

Zhang Wenliang said. Li Changyuan nodded:

"Walking."

Audience departures are nothing new, but contestants are rare. The scene of the two leaving was met by the official, and the referee turned his head and asked the hunchbacked old man:

"They're ...... Abstained? ”

"I didn't abstain, I'll be back by myself later, leave them alone."

How can this local snake be willing to let them go, let alone abstain, even if it is the turn of the young man in the next game, no one arrives, and he will be dragged until others come back.

Why? Hehe, the opening of Langfang, can this local snake not know? That Zhang Gongzi...... I made a lot of bets on this hunchbacked old man's plate, no matter how I said it, I had to eat this penny, I couldn't afford to offend, and now there is a way to swallow Zhang Wenliang's money.

That's a lot of money.

In short-

In short, Zhang Gongzi's huge amount of money must be made to fail! It's in my pocket, hehehe, don't think I'll be able to dig it back again. ’

The abacus of the head snake was secretly knocking in his heart.

In less than a moment, Zhang Wenliang and Li Changyuan left the crowded venue of the martial arts club, walked through two streets and alleys, and went to a tavern not far from the city.

This tavern is a single-story building, and the left and right houses are single-storey houses, but this tavern is a three-storey pavilion.

"Go with me."

Zhang Wenliang went up with a familiar car, and the little two at the door also greeted him with a flattering face, nodding and receiving Zhang Wenliang and his 'old friend' to the second floor.

According to Zhang Wenliang's preferences, the two chose a window seat on the second floor to settle down, and without saying much, Xiao Er gave the two of them a jar of good wine, and a red paper was pasted on the wine jar, and the words were written in black ink on the red paper: sweet potato burning.

After sitting down, Li Changyuan sniffed the sorghum wine poured out of the wine jar by Zhang Wenliang's hand, and the smell of the wine went straight to his nose, and he realized that his so-called drink was not yesterday's idle tea and fresh water.

"Didn't you say that I would have a martial arts competition later, why did you invite me to drink now?"

Li Changyuan was worried, looking at the white porcelain bowl full of liquor, before it entered his throat, the smell of wine was already hot in his throat. This degree is really not low, I remember that when I was a child in the Iron Bull Sect, the two bald scoops of the head and the elder would occasionally drink a little wine, and every night after drinking a little wine, it would make the whole canteen smell of alcohol.

But there won't be such a rushing taste, it should be said to be authentic, not pungent, but too strong, Li Changyuan will feel a little drunk after smelling it for a long time.

Slightly drunk.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhang Wenliang explained to Li Changyuan:

"It doesn't interfere with the subsequent games, it can already be seen from the first game that the position of the leader belongs to you, and this jar of wine should be celebrated for you in advance."

Listening to these words, Li Changyuan always felt a little weird.

Half-time celebrations? ……

"Still don't drink anymore."

Li Changyuan frowned and refused.

But Zhang Wenliang responded with a smile:

"I'm afraid, it's just a small martial arts club, when the martial arts club ends, no matter what your ranking is, about the entanglement you should have when you walk the rivers and lakes, there is definitely a lot of money!"

“…… Really? ”

Li Changyuan asked like this, obviously because he didn't trust Zhang Wenliang, and Zhang Wenliang was unhappy:

"Why, but I don't trust your friend?"

"Hmm...... After that, it's just a little wine, just drink it. ”

After speaking, Li Changyuan didn't think much about it, sat in his position, picked up a bowl in front of him, touched the mouth of the bowl with Zhang Wenliang, and drank it all.

A jar of wine quickly bottomed out, and at this time Li Changyuan was just on the top, how could he have drunk this kind of thing in his life, his head was dizzy, not to mention, it was not uncomfortable, in short, he was full of energy, but not completely energetic, thinking if he could have some more...... This fluttering feeling couldn't be more intense!

"This—this is ...... Without? ”

Li Changyuan picked up the wine jar, shook the mouth of the jar down a few times, and said with fluttering eyes.

Zhang Wenliang's goal has been achieved, although Li Changyuan successfully advanced to the primary election, Li Changyuan can no longer be allowed to participate in the subsequent secondary knockout rounds, because Zhang Wenliang's bet is 'let the contestant Li Changyuan die in the ring'.

But now, after Zhang Wenliang has seen Li Changyuan's martial arts and martial arts talent, maybe he can be of more long-term use, in other words, this good seedling, if it is only used in exchange for temporary benefits, it will still be too much of a loss.

I'm sorry I just used you as bait at first, and I hope you don't blame me when you think about it later. ’

Looking at Li Changyuan, who was drunk on the table after drinking the last bowl of wine, Zhang Wenliang smiled slightly bitterly.

Looking at the street scene shining under the noon sun outside the window, the warm wind gently blew across Zhang Wenliang's face, and the long hair that slid down from the back of his ears on his sideburns was brushed up, and the young man recalled his past-

A hundred years have passed, and their own race has long been lonely, and there are not many people in the world who will be in awe of their identity, and what they fear is just their own cautious person.

A while ago, Zhang Wenliang contacted some sects, saying that there was any news about that ancient sect to report to him in time, and after pinching his fingers, it had been two or three months, and those of them who collected money to do things did not know if they were lazy and perfunctory.

There has been no news for a long time, Zhang Wenliang thought, at this time, he would have to go to the door in person.

looked at Li Changyuan, who was drunk and unconscious in front of him, Zhang Wenliang planned to let him stay here like this, and it was a good thing to abstain from voting in the future competition. Xiao Er stepped forward at this time, thinking about asking if he wanted to serve another jar of wine, Zhang Wenliang raised his index finger and whispered to Xiao Er:

"Shhhhh

"Zhang Gongzi, he is ......"

"Just let him do this, settle the bill, I'm leaving, let him rest here on his stomach for a while, he's tired enough, if he wakes up later, arrange a room for him to stay." In about a week, I'll come back to make up the balance of the overspending. ”

Xiao Er nodded and bowed:

"Hehe, Zhang Gongzi, what are you talking about, it is our honor that our small restaurant can be remembered by Zhang Gongzi."

"That's fine, I have something to do, so let's go first."

"Zhang Gongzi go slowly! ~”

Zhang Wenliang groped out a stack of silver taels from his arms, put them on the wine table, and got up and left the restaurant.

noon, early afternoon;

There were people coming and going up and down the restaurant, and many guests noticed that a young man in the private seat by the window was lying on the table, as if he was drunk and unconscious, but no one came forward to disturb him. All I heard was some noise and ridicule.

……

"Hmm...... This boy turned out to be ...... It's familiar. ”

In the afternoon, in the evening near sunset, a swordsman went up to this restaurant, originally set an empty table on the third floor, and on the way upstairs, he casually found Li Changyuan's location at the staircase on the second floor.

Li Changyuan's outfit was not eye-catching, but the half side face that was exposed on the table suddenly attracted the swordsman.

After being stunned for a moment, the swordsman stepped forward, reached out and pressed Li Changyuan's shoulder, and shook it gently:

"Wake up."

Just as the swordsman stepped forward to 'talk' with Li Changyuan, the diners around him who were drinking on the other seats on the second floor gradually cast gossipy eyes.

Someone began to whisper to his companions:

"Look, isn't that a plain sword?"

"Ah yes, many people are optimistic about the contestants in the martial arts meeting, and I heard that they have a good chance of winning the first place."

"Did you press him?"

"I must have pressed it, and I still pressed a lot of ......."

"I pressed it later, say, which black market did you go to?"

"you, don't talk nonsense."

Seeing this, Li Changyuan was shaken for a while before he gradually woke up, his eyes seemed to be difficult to open, and his hands propped up his upper body from the table.

"Uh-hmm-"

The smell of alcohol!

Li Changyuan, who came to his senses, felt that he was woken up by someone, he thought it was Zhang Wenliang, but when he turned his head, it was another familiar face. Then, Li Changyuan said in surprise:

"Huh? It's you, Wang Peng!? ”

The swordsman snorted imperceptibly, probably because he was smoked by the smell of wine, and then he also smiled slightly, and responded:

"It's me, you came out of the Iron Bull Sect?"

"Ah...... Yes, it's been out for a while, and now ......"

As he spoke, Li Changyuan turned his head to look out the window, only to realize that the sun was about to set, and his heart suddenly chuckled, remembering something important. Li Changyuan immediately became flustered, turned his head to Wang Peng and asked:

"I'll go, it's over, is that martial arts meeting over?"

"You also know that the martial arts meeting in Nankeng City is not over yet, if you want to watch it, you can still watch a few more games."

Li Changyuan stood up instantly, looked anxious and left Wang Peng, and muttered loudly while dotting his line to leave:

"What do you see, I'm a contestant, I'm going to fight!"

“…… Yes? ”

After speaking, he left Wang Peng and rushed downstairs and ran towards the outside of the restaurant. Leaving Wang Peng, who looked confused, in place, he didn't react for a while, oh no, I should say that I can't accept this kind of thing.

"This ...... Although I know that you are strong in martial arts, no matter what, will the martial arts club really allow a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child to compete? …… I guess I had it behind my ears, just now. ”

Looking towards the staircase, Li Changyuan, who was still on the second floor one second, appeared on the street outside the restaurant downstairs the next second. Wang Peng walked the rivers and lakes for a long time, and the wandering swordsman sought the Quartet, just to sharpen the way of the sword, and never killed, so he was named 'Su Jian' by the people of the rivers and lakes.

It's just that no one knows yet, a while ago, in a small sect with a lot of horns, this Su Jian, who was almost undefeated, was defeated by a little kid with his bare hands, and he was completely crushed by his strength.

Looking at Li Changyuan, who was running away towards the martial arts venue, Wang Peng was stunned.

A thought suddenly occurred to me, if he was really one of the contestants, would I still have a chance to compete with him?

'Your Excellency's fists are extremely strong, but the attainment of kendo should be slightly better than one or two. ’

Wang Peng walked the rivers and lakes, and the end point he sought was also what many sword cultivators dreamed of-the sword heart.

Shibei for many days, since the last time he fought with Li Changyuan, Wang Peng walked here, and among the ruins in a certain place in the wilderness outside the town, Wang Peng got an ancient sword, and now this sword is wearing on Wang Peng's waist. Wang Peng is sure that if there is a competition, it is impossible to lose again because of the problem of the sword body.

Again, go all out when you make up your mind!

——

In the distance, in the center of the town of Nankeng City, today's martial arts meeting is almost over.

After rounds of preliminary eliminations, more than the average contestants were screened out, and without exception, as usual, the first round of eliminations was not very exciting. There are many spectators who are keen on the martial arts club, and the audience invited them to watch, if you really want them to talk about their hearts, most of the competitions can actually only be regarded as rookies pecking each other.

"Tsk, what about the baby?"

Under the afterglow of the west, the arena was dim, and the head snake asked impatiently to the little official in front of him.

The official smiled bitterly:

"Hehe, this, I really don't know, don't you say that you will drag it until he comes back."

"Grass, the ghost knows to give me this set, that Zhang Wenliang has a hand in changing hexagrams, I can't imagine that even I can play it!"

The petty official began to pack up the documents that the contestants had advanced to the next competition, and while putting away the pen, ink and paper, he asked the head snake back:

"Senior Huang Qiang, look at this player Li Changyuan, should he abstain? Or cross it off the list. ”

The hunchbacked old man frowned, in the venue of the martial arts meeting, the people had already dispersed, today's competition arrangements had all ended, and the audience had all gone, leaving only the young official and himself. Huang Qiang is an absolutely powerful land snake in Nankeng City, and anyone will be in awe of three points, but only Zhang Wenliang, for Huang Qiang, Zhang Wenliang is like a honey badger with steel needles and iron thorns.

It's not that I'm afraid that I'll fall into Zhang Wenliang's hands, Huang Qiang is also old, and he can't figure out the way of young people, let alone Zhang Wenliang's foundation, Huang Qiang doesn't know anything, he has sent someone to check, but there is no information at all.

It's strange, the more strange people are, the more they can't be offended! ’

Huang Qiang's intuition told him so.

"Senpai?"

The little official waited for a while, then shouted again, pulling the distracted Huang Qiang back from his contemplation. The old man shook his legs, crooked his mouth and replied uncomfortably:

"Count him in the cut and schedule it for tomorrow's game!"

"This ...... Not so good. ”

"What's so bad! Did I say something wrong or something? ”

Seeing that Huang Qiang wanted to get angry, the little official had to nod helplessly:

"Arrange, arrange, arrange."

"I'll go first, you pack up and go to work, you have to get up early tomorrow, ouch hey - my old waist~"

Huang Qiang pushed away the chair under him, stretched his waist after speaking, turned his head and left the venue.

At this moment, a small figure came running from a distance.

Listening to the footsteps, the little official had just finished receiving the information, and when he looked up, wasn't this the contestant Li Changyuan who had just been mentioned.

"Whew——、 whew—"

Li Changyuan was out of breath, and the distance of two kilometers was a long way, and he ran all the way, which was really a little unbearable.

"Today's contest has come to an end."

The referee said.

Li Changyuan shouted and asked:

"What about me? ……”

"Come back tomorrow, I'll arrange a competition for you until noon tomorrow, don't be late!"

Li Changyuan, who should have been worried about whether he would be treated as a waiver, finally fell on the stone in his heart, although the referee's face was not very good-looking, but he was glad that the other party gave him a chance.

Li Changyuan smiled with relief and responded loudly:

"Yes!"