"Fighting? I? ”

When he heard Su Yupan's request, Qin Lang scoffed:

"No, no, no..."

"Why not?"

Su Yu Pan is colored:

"Qin Lang, you are a young young man, and you have also slashed the blood knife sect master, it is when you are full of pride, seeing this opportunity to compete on the same stage, you really don't want to try your skills?"

To be honest, as Su Yupan said, Qin Lang at this age, especially since he practiced the complete "Mu Xin Duel" and has the golden internal strength, actually wants to find some opponents of equal strength to fight a few times happily or something.

But...

"I think the ring is too formal, it's always uncomfortable to fight, and there's no motivation."

The people in the ring were shouting for some kind of rich bounty, if Qin Lang had just come down the mountain, he would definitely be moved, but now...

Now Qin Lang has not spent the bounty for killing Xue Gui alone, not to mention that he is also backed by the Tianhe Sect and the Qingli County Lord, no matter how you look at it, there will be no shortage of money in the future...

Hey?

Wrong...

I don't want to know it, this pondering, Qin Lang suddenly chuckled in his heart.

What to say depends on the Tianhe sect... And the lord of Qingli or something...

Isn't this eating soft rice???

Qin Lang is a dignified man, and since he was a child, his senior sister has taught himself not to eat soft rice, and the kind of man who "has milk is his mother" is not a man at all!

Except, of course, those who eat senior sisters.

Qin Lang should have kept this in mind, but now he found out that he seemed to have inadvertently fallen into the "soft rice trap".

Although he also knew that if he was serious, he would definitely not be able to earn a huge amount of wealth comparable to the royal family or the Tianhe Sect alone in his life.

But as a man, he must at least show a certain ability to support his family.

The magnitude of this ability varies from person to person.

For Qin Lang, the requirements may be bigger.

So, Qin Lang, who hadn't thought about any fighting, really asked passers-by about the details of this ring after realizing this.

"This young man wants to fight?"

"Hmm... Just asking..."

"It seems that Shaoxia is not a local, right?"

"Yes, people from Qingzhou."

"So far? No wonder..."

……

I don't know if I don't inquire, it turns out that this so-called "Heaven and Earth Fight" is quite famous in Yangzhou, and it is held once a month every year, which is already a local fixed program.

And the organizer behind it is actually the Yangzhou Prefecture.

……

"The state capital? Is this the official ring? ”

"That's right, the prefect has a big mind, loves the virtuous and cherishes talents, and the ring is set up to reward the world's capable martial artists, not only that, but it is like a New Year's holiday, and it will also be used to reward literati or something."

It is both martial and literary.

Not only did Qin Lang smack his tongue again and again, but the empress on the side also nodded secretly, saying in her heart that this Yangzhou prefect is really a cutting-edge person who cherishes talents.

……

"That..."

After understanding it, Qin Lang also asked for everyone's opinions:

“… Do you support me in this fight? ”

"Accurate!"

Su Yupan was the first to speak, and then under Qin Lang's strange eyes, he changed his words stupidly:

"I... I support..."

"Sumire?"

"Hidden blades are not sharp blades."

Gu Jin nodded, and the high ponytail on the back of her head jumped and jumped:

"Walking the rivers and lakes, there are few who have never fought in the ring, no matter whether you sharpen your skills or increase your knowledge, your martial arts are not weak, but there are mountains outside the mountains, be careful."

"Hmm."

Qin Langwan'er, when she thought that every time she cared about herself, the girl always talked more than usual, and her heart suddenly warmed, and she couldn't help but kiss her on the cheek on the spot.

"Ahem!"

Su Yupan immediately frowned, and the pink on Gu Jin's ears flashed away, and she subconsciously bent down.

"Oops... What's wrong Sumire? ”

"No... It's nothing. ”

Qin Lang quickly grabbed Gu Jin's arm, but Gu Jin didn't know how to explain.

You can't say that you're unhappy when you hear the Holy One, so you're ready to kneel down on one knee to apologize, right?

Fortunately, I didn't have time to say the sentence "Your Majesty is angry"...

"Now that Yinhua and Sumire are supporting, what about you?"

Qin Lang lowered his head and rubbed the little head of a certain sect master.

Zhuo Beibei jumped all the way and looked left and right, compared to fighting or something, the noodle man and the sugar painting were obviously more attractive to her idea, so after briefly confirming that there was no one around the ring who could fight, she decisively dropped the sentence "whatever".

The dignified Tianhe Sect Master is not interested in this kind of playing in the ring.

……

In this way, Qin Lang, who received the support of everyone, decisively squeezed into the crowd of onlookers and wrote his name at the registration office.

"Ma'am."

Looking at his back, Gu Jin couldn't help but speak after all:

"This ring..."

"Don't worry, I've already explored it."

Su Yupan's judgment was basically the same as that of a certain sect master, and he said lightly in a low voice:

"Judging from your previous description, as well as his performance yesterday, if his kung fu is really good enough, the Tanhua in this ring today is decided."

"Tanhua..."

Gu Jin was taken aback:

"Isn't that the third? What about the first and second? ”

"First, second... Nothing to do with him. ”

Su Yupan knew it very well, and looked at the two strangers standing by the ring:

"Those two middle-aged people, their strength is close to that of a half-step grandmaster, Qin Lang is too young after all, and he doesn't have time to fight so deeply, so he will definitely be defeated...... But that's just for him, with me and three... With me and the Tianhe Sect Master here, it is easy to protect him from injury at a critical time. ”

“……”

With Su Yupan's words, Gu Jin was relieved.

……

Having said that, Gu Jin, as a secret guard, is not very familiar with this kind of frontal battle, such as the two middle-aged people that the empress said, the so-called level of a half-step grandmaster, Gu Jin has not killed before.

But it was basically a sudden assassination, the kind that took advantage of his unpreparedness to seal his throat, a head-on battle, Gu Jin himself was definitely not sure, so he didn't know what happened to Qin Lang.

……

Bang Bang

Soon, the emcee of the ring rang the gong again.

Without further ado, a new competition has begun! Everyone who has money holds a money field, and those who don't have money hold a personal field! If you want to place a bet, go to the corner over there! ”

The new competition is a cold-faced swordsman on the stage and another black-robed swordsman.

He was a little faster than Qin Lang to sign up, and he also saw that the cold-faced swordsman had won five games in a row, and if he won two more games, he would win the top spot in the ring this month, so he couldn't help but jump out.

In fact, there are many such people around the ring, some people who can bear more, or some people who are stronger, are waiting for the last moment to make a move.

The black-robed swordsman who appeared at the moment obviously did not belong to these two, and the timing of jumping out was somewhat impulsive, and after a jingle on the stage, he was soon stabbed through the arm by the cold-faced swordsman with a sword, and rolled off the stage screaming.

"Six wins in a row! And the last one! ”

The master of ceremonies sounded a gong, the audience boiled, and the cold-faced swordsman's expression became solemn.

Because they all know that this time often does not mean that they are close to victory, but that they are about to face a real new opponent.

Sure enough, for a while, many people around the ring, including the two middle-aged men mentioned by Su Yupan earlier, were ready to move, until Qin Lang, who had followed closely behind the black-robed swordsman and signed up, stepped into the ring and continued to watch the show.

"In Xia Qin, dare to ask Brother Tai?"

Qin Lang carried a single knife and hugged his fist.

The cold-faced swordsman was indifferent to this, and lightly spit out two words:

"Anonymous."

Qiang –

As soon as the words fell, a Qingshuang sword had already stabbed Qin Lang's door one step ahead.

Qin Lang did not dodge or dodge, erected a single knife, and slapped the side blade of the knife horizontally, like a clapper brick, on the side sword stabbed by an anonymous swordsman.

"What?"

Vibrating knives?

The anonymous swordsman's eyes widened, he didn't expect Qin Lang to not chop or chop at all, but he actually directly vibrated the knife on the side of the savage, and the tiger mouth holding the sword shook a tingle.

It's a good kung fu practice, and he's a master of external skills...

Stirrups –

With a crisp sound, the sword in the hand of the anonymous swordsman came out on the spot.

However, anyone who can fight to the seventh game has some strength.

The anonymous swordsman pointed a little on his right foot, and immediately re-grasped the sword as if he were a dragon.

Although his figure moved forward a lot because of this, he fell into passivity, but he turned over in mid-air on the spot, turned passive into active, and wanted to cut Qin Lang's arm with a pick.

Qin Lang didn't engage in these bells and whistles with him, and after dodging with his dexterity, he wrapped his head and swept the knife in a row, like an autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and the silver light flashed towards the anonymous swordsman.

So fast!

The anonymous swordsman didn't expect that this knife player was faster than his own sword playing, and he barely struck a sword, followed by a smooth stab, and a few dense sword lights, no less than Qin Lang's fast knife.

It's a pity that Qin Lang broke through ten thousand laws with one force, and in the face of the sword shadow, it was another vibrating knife.

Bell ——!

Immediately afterwards, taking advantage of the swordsman's loose hand, Qin Lang pressed down on his body with lightning speed, and a foot chopping slash swept out, and blood flashed.

The anonymous swordsman's left calf hurt on the spot, and the whole person fell to his knees.

"I... I throw in the towel! ”

Bang Bang

"Good, good! A new champion has been born! ”

(End of chapter)