Chapter 210: I'll Take You Back to the Field
Panshi is a typical old town in the south, and everywhere shows the mottled traces left by the erosion of time.
During the martial arts tournament every five years, the city is briefly injected with fresh blood, bringing a moment of prosperity.
It is said that the first martial arts event of the Southern Guliu martial arts world was held here.
And then the tradition continues to the present day.
Lu Yuan and Li Dong walked west along the street next to the square.
On one side of this street is the venue for the next 100-city league official competition.
The square is surrounded by colorful awnings, and under each awning is an ancient martial arts sect participating in the league.
In the middle of the square, large and small martial arts rings have already been built, and the whole is in the shape of a lotus, and the center of the lotus flower is the largest arena.
Next to the ring is a rather grand rostrum, and a group of guest seats, only the sect with a certain strength and reputation in the southern martial arts world is eligible to sit in the guest seat, and there is no need to squeeze the awning like the general sect.
However, these seats are now empty, and no one is allowed to enter for the time being.
The other side of the street is filled with stalls selling snacks and souvenirs.
A large number of tourists and people dressed in various martial arts uniforms are intertwined, creating a sense of chaos and excitement.
"Southern Hundred Cities Martial Arts League, such a big name, even the competition venue is open-air"
Lu Yuan walked and looked at it casually, not knowing whether it was funny or disappointed.
Li Dong followed him step by step, lowered his head and replied quickly: "The main thing is that there is no money, and taking this kind of competition is the most thankless."
It's a lot of money, and it's a lot of trouble."
Lu Yuan frowned and said, "Although the Guliu martial arts have declined, it is not so bad that even a competition will be bad. I look at the sects with names and surnames, which one is not rich."
"You don't know, sir."
Li Dong smiled bitterly and explained: "It's not that they don't have money, it's that we don't have money." β
"Huh?"
"Part of the funding for the league comes from advertising sponsors, and the other part is sponsored by large and small sects.
It actually adds up to a lot of money.
But the vast majority of this money has been "
Li Dong glanced left and right, then approached the distance, and quietly lowered his voice and said, "It's all taken away by Penglai's people."
What really comes to our hands is only a drop in the bucket.
With that little money, it's already the limit to be able to do this level now, so we can't let Mosa pay for it himself."
"Penglai?"
A different color flashed in Lu Yuan's eyes, "Has Penglai always relied on this event to make money?" β
"It always has been."
Li Dong's eyes quietly glanced at the guest seats in the center of the square, and said in a low voice: "The seats in the guest seats will cost tens of millions of dollars."
This year's competition was postponed for three days, and the bidding was several times more fierce than in previous years.
Those faction owners who want to save face want to fight for one to sit down, so the premium is particularly exaggerated.
In the end, all this money flowed into the pocket of the Penglai Holy Envoy."
Lu Yuan's eyes flickered when he heard this.
No wonder he asked the people of Mosa to find a way to postpone the tournament so smoothly, it turned out that this matter was profitable for the people on the Penglai side, and they couldn't ask for it.
It is estimated that even if he postpones it again, the people on Penglai's side will allow it.
"Penglai. Wusheng Island. It looks like it's rotten from the roots. β
Lu Yuan recalled that You Long and Liu Daoyuan's attitude towards Penglai was the kind of disdain from the heart.
Once he thought that it was because of the impact of new martial arts and transformation that Penglai fell from the altar.
Look now. The root knot is here.
"Won't it cause criticism if you follow me like this?"
Lu Yuan asked Li Dong casually.
Li Dong replied respectfully: "Don't worry, sir, on the surface, another person is in charge."
None of the contestants, including the Penglai Holy Envoy, knew my identity.
Of course, I won't know the identity of the adult."
"Hmm."
Lu Yuan nodded, Sackford did a good job.
By this time, the two of them had already walked out of Square Street and turned into a relatively secluded and nice path.
"Right in front of you is the Crane Pai's residence, the best place I've arranged.
If the adult is not satisfied, I will change it for the adult. β
Li Dong led the way all the way forward, where the environment is quiet, and gradually you can see exquisitely manicured greenery, as well as beautiful single-family villas.
"Have you found any clues about the Crane Sect?"
Lu Yuan asked Li Dong directly.
As the head snake of the land, in their home field, Lu Yuan felt that it was more useful to let them investigate than to let the Yellow Bear's people come.
Li Dong shook his head and said in a low voice: "It's still investigating."
From the arrival of the Crane faction in Panshi to the twenty-one combat clashes that took place today, we are investigating them one by one."
"Wait."
Lu Yuan suddenly stopped and squinted his eyes at Li Dong, "Twenty-one? Isn't it twenty?"
"Just a few minutes before the adults came, the people of the Heart Refining Sect had another fight with the Crane Sect.
Liu Daoyuan, the current sect leader of the Crane Sect, was injured by the head of the Heart Refining Sect and a disciple named Xue Guangyao."
"The leader of the Crane Sect is injured?"
Lu Yuan's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his voice quickly became colder.
Li Dong hurriedly added: "Actually, the injury is not serious, but two prosthetic limbs have been broken.
Plus, I've sent the best doctor over! β
"That's good."
Lu Yuan's eyes relaxed slightly, glanced at Li Dong, and said lightly: "Let's go." β
"Oooh."
Li Dong woke up like a dream, hurriedly raised his feet, and followed closely.
The mouth went on to report: "Our preliminary speculation is that someone should be deliberately provoking in the shadows, but the means are very secretive."
The two of them walked for about five minutes, and saw a beautiful red-roofed villa in the distance.
"My lord, this is it."
Li Dong stretched out his hand and pointed to Lu Yuan.
The two got a little closer, but found a group of people gathered at the door of the villa, shouting noisily, as if they were cursing something in front of the villa.
"Wait a minute, my lord, I'll go over and take a look."
Li Dong's expression changed, and he subconsciously rushed up to check the situation.
was stopped by Lu Yuan and shook his head lightly.
"What are you doing?"
Lu Yuan's eyes flickered a few times, and then he walked up a few steps and shouted at a group of people at the door of the villa from afar.
A few people who were scolding turned their heads, stared at Lu Yuan with unkind eyes, and asked angrily, "Who is you?" β
Lu Yuan's face was expressionless, and he casually pulled the work card hanging on Li Dong's chest, and replied, "Who do you say we are?"
We are the organizers of the contest and have received complaints. β
"Then you're just in time!"
The short-haired young man who scolded the most fiercely among several people heard Lu Yuan claiming to be a staff member of the organizer, his eyes lit up, and he immediately came over.
"Complaints? I still have to complain! β
The short-haired young man pointed in the direction of the gate of the villa and said with an unhappy expression: "Why can a garbage sect like the Crane Sect live in a single-family villa, but we who are famous and decent can only sleep in the surrounding dilapidated hotels?"
I am not convinced, I protest! β
"Staying in a villa? The Crane faction is also worthy of this group of garbage? β
As he spoke, the short-haired young man faced the direction of the villa and spat at the ground fiercely, showing extreme disdain.
Lu Yuan stared at the short-haired young man for a while, and suddenly turned his head to look at Li Dong beside him.
"Is there such a thing?"
"Huh?!"
Li Dong was caught off guard, his face was dazed, and he didn't know how to answer Lu Yuan's words for a while.
Lu Yuan didn't think about what he answered, and after asking, he quickly turned his head, looked at the short-haired young man again, and nodded: "Okay, I probably already understand the situation."
What is your name, which sect you belong to?
Our organizers will accept your suggestion and change places for you when you go back! β
"Really?!"
The short-haired young man's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said quickly: "I'm Cao Yong of the Tianyong Fist Sect, don't lie to me, change my room when you go back!"
Otherwise, be careful that I will complain about you! β
"Don't worry."
Lu Yuan looked mildly relieved, and turned his head to look at the others, "What about you?" β
Seeing that there was such a good thing, these people couldn't wait for a long time, and they were busy reporting their names and sects.
Waiting for a group of people to leave happily like victorious generals, satisfied.
The gentleness on Lu Yuan's face was a little restricted, and his eyes gradually became colder.
He turned his head and asked Li Dong calmly, "Have you written down all the names and sects they just mentioned?" β
"Got it."
Li Dong nodded, and then said cautiously with some hesitation: "My lord, do you really plan to change places for them to live?" β
"Of course."
Lu Yuan walked towards the gate of the villa with an expressionless face, and said lightly as he walked: "Since the hotel is not used to living, let them go to the hospital."
Find someone to break all the hands and feet of those just now.
The sect to which they belong is disqualified.
As for the reason. Think for yourself. β
After speaking, Lu Yuan's figure had disappeared into the gate of the villa.
Only Li Dong, whose mouth was slightly open, stood in place with a stunned expression, stunned.
"Who?!"
As soon as Lu Yuan stepped into the hall of the villa, a figure shot towards him with a cold shout.
"Bang!"
Lu Yuan gently pinched a strong calf, looked at Zhuang Xiujie with a murderous face in front of him, and said with a slightly helpless expression: "It's me, Aunt Zhuang." β
Let go, Zhuang Xiujie stood in place for half a second, and then showed a look of surprise and a little excitement on her face.
"Senior Brother Lu, you're finally here."
"Hmm."
Lu Yuan nodded and continued to walk inside.
A strong smell of herbs immediately wafted out of the living room.
His expression shifted slightly, and he strode in.
Immediately afterwards, I saw a group of Crane Sect relatives sitting on the sofas and chairs in the hall, almost all of them with minor or serious injuries on their faces.
Among them, Zhao Qiancheng was the most seriously injured, lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, his chest was covered with bandages, and his breathing was also a little disordered.
The strong smell of herbs in the living room was basically emanating from him.
When Lu Yuan walked in, no one in the hall spoke, and the atmosphere was quite depressing.
A feeling of unwillingness, anger, and grievance, but also powerlessness and depression permeated the hall.
They are like a group of defeated generals, and their morale is broken.
Only then did Lu Yuan begin to understand why Zhuang Xiujie had such a frightened bird-like overreaction before.
The appearance of Lu Yuan broke the dull atmosphere in the living room slightly.
A group of relatives stood up one after another, greeting him with a somewhat blank expression.
Lu Yuan nodded and didn't say anything.
went up to briefly check Zhao Qiancheng's injuries, and then asked Zhuang Xiujie directly on the side: "What about the teacher?" β
Zhuang Xiujie's expression darkened, and she replied, "Upstairs."
He locked himself in his room and wouldn't let anyone in.
He refused to even deliver medicine. β
It seems that being "bullied" these days has hit Lao Liu very hard.
Lu Yuan sighed lightly in his heart, and then was slowly led by Zhuang Xiujie to the second floor.
When he arrived at the door of Liu Daoyuan's room, Lu Yuan gave Zhuang Xiujie a look and asked her to go downstairs first.
Hold the doorknob yourself, twist it slightly, and push it in.
"Crunchβ"
The door opened.
The room was dark, all the curtains were drawn, and only a little light was letting in.
There was a faint smell of blood in the air.
In the darkness, Lu Yuan saw a thin figure sitting on a chair, facing the gate.
Hearing the sound of himself opening the door, the figure raised his head slightly.
In the darkness, the two electronic eyes shimmered with a faint blue light.
Then, an old voice spoke in a low voice.
"You're coming"
Hearing this tired and depressed voice for the first time, Lu Yuan's heart trembled inexplicably.
There was a glint in his eyes.
In the next second, Lu Yuan strode in with a calm face.
Walked up to the figure, half-squatted down, reached out and gently held the other party's cold mechanical arm, and said softly, "I'm here, teacher."
I'll take you back to the field. β
After saying this, the pair of electronic eyes in the darkness instantly skyrocketed in blue light.
(End of chapter)