"Sell newspapers! Sell newspapers! ”

"The latest release of the "Guangling Heroes Special Issue"! In Guangling, new and old masters are all in the magazine! ”

"One copy of ten articles!"

……

on the street.

on the pier.

The newspaper sellers keep up with the fashion hotspots, and almost all of the shouts are related to the 'martial arts competition'.

"Little newsboy, bring me one."

On the dock, two women stepped off the passenger boat, one was beautiful, one was delicate, the other was tall, and they were small, all carrying swords at their waists, obviously they were all martial arts practitioners.

The beautiful woman called the newsboy to buy a copy of the "Guangling Qunying Special Issue" and flipped through it.

"Senior sister, a few months ago, Guangling Academy was ranked the 309th, which is the last stream."

"What masters can there be in this Guangling City?"

The delicate woman looked down on Guangling, but she was also curious, standing on tiptoe to reach her head, and looked together.

Shen Mei smiled: "Come and take a look." ”

Han Yerou blinked and said strangely: "Something is wrong!" Senior sister, I remember that you are from Liyang County next door, and in late October, the 'Liyang Academy' will also hold a 'martial arts competition'. If the senior sister wants to go, it should be back to Liyang, return to the hometown with wealth and wealth, and the king will return. Why did you come to Guangling? ”

She smelled the gossip: "There must be something strange in this!" ”

Shen Mei read the newspaper and said with a smile: "You only know one thing, but you don't know the other." It's true that I am from Liyang County, but I was sent to Guangling by my father when I was a child, and practiced martial arts at my aunt's house in Guangling, and then entered Guangling Academy. ”

"Huh?"

"Is that so?"

Han Yerou was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes lit up: "So, in Guangling Academy, senior sister has a lot of old acquaintances?" ”

"Old acquaintances."

Shen Mei thought of the man and nodded, "Yes." ”

Then he shook his head again: "But he shouldn't be in Guangling Academy." ”

"How old?"

"Why aren't you in school?"

Han Yerou was puzzled.

Shen Mei explained: "His master is stubborn and doesn't let him enter the academy. And he is stupid and loyal, guarding the master, guarding the martial arts hall, and being stupid! ”

"Him?" Han Yerou finally found the point: "Wowhahaha!" I asked if my sister knew any familiar contemporaries in Guangling Academy, and it turned out that what my sister remembered was only one person, and it was a small conservative school who didn't enter the school? ”

Han Yerou hugged Shen Mei's arm, the delicate person raised her eyebrows, quite obscene, she smiled and asked, "Who is that person?" If you didn't enter the school back then, you may not have entered later. Senior sister hasn't been back for five years, which is not certain. ”

"He-"

"I can't say."

Shen Mei is also not sure.

Han Yerou said again: "If it is true that he has not entered the academy in the past five years, then he will be abandoned all these years." He also practiced martial arts? Hiss! That's not it! ”

What future can a person who practices martial arts have if he doesn't enter an academy?

Han Yerou is not very old, but she has seen and heard too many stubborn and old-fashioned ones over the years, sticking to the old rules and guarding her own one-third of an acre of land, abandoned by the times, and gradually declining.

She said.

But Shen Mei didn't respond.

Han Yerou hurriedly looked up, and saw that Shen Mei's face was stunned, and she was staring at the words on the newspaper again, she looked along the place where Shen Mei's jade finger was stationed, and saw that it was a young man named 'Yan Chuang' who was described-

"Yan Chuang, twenty-six years old, the owner of the Guangling City Railway Line Martial Arts Museum, the successor of 'Cheng Jiaquan', studied under Cheng Fengxiao, one of the 'Ten Tigers of Guangling', 'Tieqiao Cheng', and is now the head of the 'Ten Tigers after Guangling', known as 'turning stones into gold'."

Well?

Yan Chuang?

Martial arts hall owner?!

Han Yerou shook Shen Mei: "This is the old friend of the senior sister?" ”

"It's him."

Shen Mei's mind was not here, she didn't hear the difference between 'old acquaintances' and 'old acquaintances', her face was bright, she put away the newspapers and periodicals, and said with a smile: "Let's go, go to the inn." ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"It's time to go!"

"If you don't leave, those flies will definitely entangle again."

Han Yerou looked back, sneaky, pulled Shen Mei and ran, and asked as she ran, "Are you going to find an inn?" Senior sister's old friend opened a martial arts gym? Martial arts hall owner? There must be a lot of rooms in the martial arts hall, right? ”

"There's no hurry."

"Don't go to him."

Shen Mei smiled and refused to accept it.

……

"Yan Chuang, twenty-six years old, the owner of the Guangling City Railway Line Martial Arts Museum, the successor of 'Cheng Jiaquan', studied under the 'Ten Tigers of Guangling' and 'Tieqiao Cheng' Cheng Fengxiao, now the head of the 'Ten Tigers after Guangling', known as 'turning stones into gold', at the beginning of the month, he instructed his disciples in battle, defeated the strong with the weak, defeated the third-class trainees of Guangling Academy, and shocked Guangling."

"Yan Chuangxia's liver is brave."

"In September, he successively killed three thieves, 'Sanzhou Thief' Fan Defang, 'Guangling Poisoner' Qin Fen and 'Black Wind Thief' Wang Fei, with superb marksmanship."

"'Cheng Jiaquan'......"

……

Same day.

In the Iron Wire Martial Arts Pavilion, Wei Quan took a number of newspapers he had collected outside, picked out the information about Yan Chuang one by one, and read them to Yan Chuang.

"Master!"

"Your old man is really famous in Guangling City now! Look! Look! There are so many newspapers, and they are inseparable from the 'iron line Yan Chuang', read this, and call you 'a little stone into gold'. Ha ha! It's so apt, isn't it, my broken stone is now a piece of gold. ”

Wei Quan praised Yan Chuang, and did not forget to brag about himself.

It's a pity that in the big newspapers and tabloids, Yan Chuang is mentioned, and there are also a few incidental mentions of Yu Jinpeng's car riding and Yu Jinpeng in front of the people in the training hall, but there is no him.

"Obviously I'm the first to play!"

Wei Quan rummaged through, and he was angry for a while.

"Senior Brother Wei, don't play tricks." Jin Yutang said helplessly: "You fought with someone that day, so I was there, but I was unlucky, I stayed in the martial arts hall, and I didn't even watch the excitement." ”

Jin Yutang was actually a little envious.

Originally, Yu Jinpeng was actually inferior to him, at the beginning of July, he had already practiced the 'I-shaped Fu Tiger Boxing', and Yu Jinpeng had just introduced the 'Tiger Shape Boxing' under the guidance of Yan Chuang.

But now, July, August, September, October, nearly four months have passed, Yu Jinpeng has come to the top, especially the battle at the beginning of the month, he has an epiphany, and he has advanced by leaps and bounds, directly leaving him behind me I don't know how much.

Overtake!

Crush!

Ride the dust!

Jin Yutang was envious and envious.

It's just Yu Jinpeng.

In that battle, there was also a car ride.

This person is not even a disciple in the room, but he was instructed by Yan Chuang, broke through in battle, and improved his leg method a lot.

If he had been there that day, Jin Yutang asked himself, he would not be like Wei Quan, and he would definitely be able to win the same battle as Che Qi and even his senior brother Yu Jinpeng, the same victory over the strong with the weak, and the same soaring forward.

Pity.

He wasn't there that day.

"Hey, hey!"

"Yes!"

"You're worse than me!"

Wei Quan laughed.

Although his harvest that day was not as good as that of the rider and the senior brother, he actually gained a lot after listening to the master's guidance to the two. Compared to Jin Yutang, he is actually considered lucky.

With an unlucky egg like Jin Yutang at the bottom, Wei Quan's mood improved again.

The two are funny.

This side.

Yu Jinpeng has sorted out the masters from all walks of life exposed in the newspapers and magazines in Guangling City——

"Master, there are really a lot of masters in this martial arts competition."

Yu Jinpeng handed the list to Yan Chuang: "The old school in the city is the 'Last Ten Tigers' headed by the master, but the remaining nine are all counted, and they are not on the same level as the master. Outside the city, the sect is headed by the 'Shaoqidao' of Xianxia Mountain and the 'three sons of Songhe' of the Songhe faction, and there are 'three English and four shows' pieced together by small sects, which is the old school and is very lively. ”

It's really lively-

After the Ten Tigers!

Seven knives less!

The three sons of Songhe!

Three English and four shows!

That's twenty-seven!

And that's just the old school!

In addition, there is the new school -

"The new school of martial artists is concentrated in the Guangling Academy, headed by the 'Guangling Ten Masters', and there are nine people. In addition, there are 'Four Immortals', 'Five Uniques', 'Seven Kills', 'Seven Feelings', and 'Seven Wonders', all of whom are said to be ruthless, at least first-class trainees. ”

Martial arts competition, a gathering of heroes!

Too many masters!

For example, Lu Qing.

For example, Zhong Hui.

None of these are ranked.

"These are just young heroes under the age of thirty, and further up, thirty or forty-year-old famous masters, fifty or sixty-year-old celebrities, may also play and play tricks with juniors."

"There's a lot more to that—"

"Guangling Ten Tigers!"

"South Monkey North Donkey!"

"Xianxia Seven Blades!"

"Five Elders of Songhe!"

"Three geese, four evils, seven eagles, eight fierce 、......"

It's too many to count.

On the rivers and lakes, true and false, some tout to become famous, some are real swords and real guns, some are clumsy, some are regressive, some are arrogant, and some are too modest.

In terms of strength, if you don't really fight a game, just by fame, just by lip service, no one can determine a strong or weak person.

You have to fight!

You have to fight!

The martial arts competition is such a platform to see the truth, distinguish between the superior and the inferior, and promote the prestige.

In the past seven sessions, many masters have been played.

There are obscure ones who became famous in a fight.

There are also those who have lost their fame and have been knocked off the altar.

The masters of the rivers and lakes are like chaotic flowers and charming eyes, you sing and I will appear.

What a wonderful!

"In the next few days, the four of you will focus on getting acquainted with these characters, their origins, and their martial arts in addition to practicing boxing."

"Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated in a hundred battles."

"Don't come to the conference, stupid, anyone dares to fight, and any challenge is daring."

Yan Chuang said a few words, and then let them disperse.

The conference is just around the corner.

The atmosphere is becoming more and more tense.

And the worry in his heart is getting heavier and heavier, not worried about the martial arts competition, but worried-

"Master!"

"Why haven't you come back yet?!"

……

"I'm back!"

Cheng Fengxiao couldn't help but chatter, just that night, the starlight in the house flashed slightly, and Cheng Fengxiao's figure slowly manifested, step by step, from the mountain and sea realm, from the star gate.

Yan Chuang guarded, with surprise on his face: "Master! ”

When he looked closely, he saw that the master's clothes were tattered and his spirit was sluggish, as if he hadn't slept for days and nights. His face was as white as paper, and there were bright blood stains on the corners of his mouth and chest.

Bang!

As soon as he came out, he couldn't hold the iron rod in his hand and fell to the ground.

As soon as his legs are weak, he will fall.

"Master!"

Yan Chuang was startled and hurriedly approached to support him.

"Nine days and nine nights!"

"I haven't closed my eyes properly!"

"Finally let me grab this 'Zhu Guo'!"

Cheng Fengxiao was sluggish and injured, but he fell into Yan Chuang's arms, his expression was excited, and he held it in front of Yan Chuang, and it was unfolded in front of Yan Chuang, among which was a spirit fruit, round and red in color, similar to a cherry, "Chuang'er, this is a strange fruit in the legend of the rivers and lakes, it is recorded in the "Treasures of Mountains and Seas" left by Xun Guilan, a 'Zhu Guo' can help people grow their internal strength for ten years!" You take it to swallow it, the martial arts competition, and break through the grandmaster road! ”

"Master!"

Yan Chuang looked at Cheng Feng with a smile on his bloody hand, and watched the round and red vermilion fruit stained even more bright red by blood, and his eyes were moist.

Master entered the realm of mountains and seas, fought to the death, squatted for nine days and nine nights, narrowly escaped death, blood was all over his body, and was scarred, and he got the only Zhu Guo, and he actually gave it to him as soon as he returned to Dayan.

Yan Chuang was worried, moved, and beyond words.

And yet—

"Good man."

"I'm fine."

"For the teacher, I snatched six Zhu Guo in the mountain and sea realm, and when I fled, I swallowed five of them, at first I was chased and beaten, and then I turned around and fought back, and I chased and killed."

"Kill the beast!"

"Kill the aliens!"

"This blood is theirs!"

"I'm just sleepy."

Cheng Fengxiao stuffed Zhu Guo to Yan Chuang, then closed his eyes in his arms, and looked peaceful: "I'll sleep for a while first, and then wake up and talk." ”

The words are not finished.

and he went to sleep.

“……”

Yan Chuang looked at the Zhu Guo in his hand, looked at the master in his arms, blinked, his emotions were stuck there, he couldn't go up or down, he was stunned for a while, and finally couldn't help laughing.

……

3,500 words, 4,000 in and 3,000 in and 3,000 in return, make my old pig embarrassed!

(End of chapter)