Because Zhao Laoshi kept his hand, the 1222 ring lasted for a long time, and more and more people came to see the information when they got it.

An old man is not able to use his muscles and bones, an old man in a competition venue full of young people, coupled with the humble status of the other party, can attract everyone's attention.

The more people there were, the redder Luo Dayong's face became, and his movements gradually became bigger, and he used all his strength with every punch and kick.

On the other hand, Zhao Laoshi still has that honest appearance, every time he hits Luo Dayong, he will stop with apologies. Sometimes I hit it hard, and I apologized.

In contrast, the aggressive Luo Dayong brings out Zhao Laoshi's honesty and kindness.

People began to spontaneously cheer for Zhao Laoshi, and Zhao Laoshi waved his hand embarrassedly in response, making the 1222 ring a sea of joy.

Only Luo Dayong's heart is dripping blood, this old man can obviously defeat himself in a few strokes, but every time he makes a look that I can't bear to bully you, and bullies himself to death.

It's okay to be bullied, but why is the infamy your own.

Knocked down by this hateful old man again, Luo Dayong squinted at Zhao Laoshi, who was full of apologies and stretched out his hand to help, and raised his hand directly: "I admit defeat." ”

The cheers around him were like knives stuck in Luo Dayong's heart, but the old bastard still didn't want to let him go, and said in a surprised tone: "Young man, do you want to admit defeat?" Haven't you lost yet? ”

Your uncle, if I lose or not, don't you have a little pressure in your heart?

Sure enough, it's not the old man who has become bad, but the bad guy who has become old.

Slowly getting up, Luo Dayong walked out of the ring without love.

The host glanced at Zhao Laoshi strangely and announced that he had won.

As Zhao Laoshi stepped out of the ring step by step, the discussion became louder, and many people were questioning.

"Old man, you used to be a sweeper?"

"You've only been cultivating for a month?"

Zhao Laoshi stopped and nodded, still with that honest expression: "I used to sweep the floor in Lichun Courtyard in Linhai City, and I was valued by my master, and it was indeed only a month since I joined the Heavenly Palace, and it was true that I only practiced for a month. ”

Everyone was in an uproar, and they all asked what sect the Heavenly Palace was, and why they hadn't heard of it.

The host coughed twice, and his voice was like thunder: "Hurry up and leave, don't delay the next game." ”

"Oh, oh." Zhao honestly bowed down and left in a hurry.

After he left, the conversation continued.

The young man who raised his head high said: "Look at this humble appearance, no one believes that it is not a sweeper." ”

"yes, yes."

His words were immediately echoed by a group of people.

The old man, honest, from a humble background, and a mysterious sect, gradually spread the news of Zhao Laoshi as the crowd dispersed.

It became an accident that everyone talked about on the first day, after all, there was really nothing brilliant about the low-grade battle.

At dinner time, the day's games ended.

Chen Goudan, who was tilting his head, greeted several acquaintances and entered the residence of the Shenwei Mansion.

After turning a few corners, he quietly came to Xiang Gan's room: "Master, Chen Goudan asks to see you." ”

"Come in."

Xiang Qian put down the chicken leg in his hand and wiped the grease stains on the corner of his mouth: "It's done well, but the strength can be increased." ”

"Yes." Chen Goudan said: "It's just Master, now there are some people in Linhai City who know the relationship between Tiangong and Master, which has caused some bad influences. ”

"It's okay, it's mediocre not to attract envy, just follow my plan. Remember, the slogan and the point of propaganda is that everyone can be a hero. ”

"Yes."

"Well, you go, find more people, there are so many servants from the Shenwei Mansion this time, anyway, my father can't have so many people to serve, you pull those people away, and your own people are a little more useful."

"Yes."

Chen Goudan said goodbye and left, Xiang Qian opened the window and looked at the mountains with continuous lights outside: "I have to step up here." ”

The challenge continues.

Over time, quite a few civilian heroes appeared, diluting Zhao Laoshi's traffic.

Fortunately, there is also Zhao Laoshi's age in the way, after all, there is only one person who comes to participate in the competition at such an age.

If it weren't for his low strength, I'm afraid he would have already caused dissatisfaction among the contestants.

After all, the older most cultivators are, the higher their cultivation becomes.

Zhao Laoshi's humble cultivation is still dissatisfied? Don't you feel embarrassed yourself?

On the third day, the second disciple of the Heavenly Palace ushered in the preliminary round.

Under Chen Goudan's publicity, many people knew about Sun Ergou's selling of his medical mother, and the Tiangong, which was increasingly fading out of people's field of vision, reappeared.

As soon as Sun Ergou came to the stage, some people in the audience talked loudly.

"I know him, he's the one in Lin Haicheng who sold himself for medical treatment."

"Who doesn't know this, it's been spread all over the past few days, isn't it that the people of the Heavenly Palace paid for his mother's treatment, and he took the initiative to apprentice in order to be grateful to the Heavenly Palace. It is said that he has only joined for a short time, and I don't know how the strength compares to that old man. ”

"You don't know as well as I know, this grandson Ergou is a poor man by listening to his name, his father died early, and his mother fed him with a handful of and urine. In order to treat his father's illness, he sold all the family's fields.

Although Sun Ergou himself also worked hard, but there was no land, so he could only work everywhere, and for the family's rations, his mother had to go to the restaurant to pick up some leftovers.

Some things are too bad to throw away, and if they weren't for that, maybe they wouldn't get sick.

After his mother fell ill, Sun Ergou begged his father to tell his grandmother, but even if he met a well-wisher who didn't need money to see a doctor, he always had to give money for medicine.

If he hadn't met someone from the Heavenly Palace, his mother might have died.

It is said that Sun Ergou has thought about it, and if his mother dies, he will go to his father to dig two pits and bury himself and his mother together. ”

As soon as the words fell, someone on the side answered: "His family land is gone, and his mother is still buried?" I heard that people asked him to move his father's grave too, if Sun Ergou hadn't kneeled for three days and three nights, maybe his father's bones would have been dug up and thrown away. ”

"Alas, in this day and age, where can we poor people have a bright future?"

The last sentence of the summary instantly resonated with the people around him.

After all, most of the people who can only stand here and watch the game are poor people. I have the deepest experience of the difficulties of the world.

On the contrary, Sun Ergou, who was standing in the ring, was a little dazed.

Do I still have land in my house? How did I not know?

Isn't my father buried in the ancestral grave of the Sun family?

"It's game on."

A loud shout interrupted Sun Ergou's thoughts, and when he turned his head, he saw that a young man about his age was ready.

The casserole-like fist made him tremble all over.

"Is this scared?"

"He's shaking all over."

This scene made the audience talk a lot, and the next moment, the young man stepped forward and punched Sun Ergou's head.

Sun Ergou directly hugged his head and squatted down.

The fist was avoided, and the young man who rushed too fast directly hit Sun Ergou's body, and the whole person flipped over.

Sun Ergou was hit, and he was so frightened that he stood up and wanted to run, just carrying the young man on his shoulder.

The young man who was ready to support the ground with his hands watched the ground get farther and farther away from him, and as Sun Ergou ran forward, the whole person did a somersault and fell his head down.

There was a muffled sound.

Sun Ergou, who ran a few steps, saw that there was no movement behind him, and looked back. The young man had fainted.

On and off the stage, there was silence.