The martial arts competition venue is in a flat open space in the northeast corner of the main hall, at this time the martial arts field is full of people, this Treasure Island martial arts competition, the Central Plains martial arts sects, rangers and high-rollers and other people came to come, and the warrior lamas who are far away in the Western Regions also came a lot.

The contest platform is set up in the middle of the square, the platform is 3 feet high, about 5 zhang wide, there are many people sitting around the contest platform on three sides, there are about 700 people, each sect is divided into factions and sits, there are 7 seats on both sides of the north, there are 5 men and 1 woman sitting at this time, at a glance you know that it is a person with identity in the rivers and lakes,

This martial arts arena was magnificent and magnificent, only to see the swords dazzling and the flags fluttering, Xiao Ling'er muttered in her heart: This Treasure Island is really good, but it is still a little worse than the palace of the emperor Lao'er.

The 6 men and 1 woman sitting in the north saw Puyan coming and got up together: "Master is well, please take a seat." “

Puyan folded his hands and nodded, and said with a smile: "Everyone, please take a seat." “

At this time, a man dressed in red walked up to the ring and said loudly: "The auspicious time has arrived, and the triennial martial arts tournament on Treasure Island is now underway. ”

Still surrounded by 4 red-clothed warriors, amid everyone's cheers, the Lord of Qu Island walked to the main seat and sat down.

When the man in red was explaining the rules of the competition, Xiao Ling'er slipped from Pu Yan's side to the left of the competition platform and squeezed into the crowd. He drilled left and right, these people were listening carefully to the rules of the competition, no one cared about him, after a while, Xiao Ling'er had a few more money bags in his hand, when his hand stretched to a person's waist again, a big hand grabbed his wrist, Xiao Ling'er looked up, a middle-aged man was looking at him, Xiao Ling'er said with a smile: "Sin, sin, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." “

At this time, the competition began, the middle-aged man snorted in his mouth, and let go of Xiao Ling'er, Xiao Ling'er threw his sour hand, thinking that this person had a lot of strength.

Xiao Ling'er squeezed to the front, only to see a big man standing on the stage, this person was full of pockmarks, thick arms, especially a pair of hands, the fingers were twice as big as ordinary people, and the green tendons on the back of the hands were swollen. I saw him clasping his fists with both hands, circled around the platform and said, "My iron fist Hong Yuankui will first ask the heroes for a few tricks." ”

There was immediately a discussion in the audience.

"This is Hebei Iron Fist Hong Yuankui, I heard that his iron fist is all over Hebei and rarely encounters opponents, and one pair of hands can break the grinding plate. ”

It's really fake, it's not bragging. “

"Believe it or not, believe it or not, go up and give it a try. ”

Xiao Linger thought to herself, she could break the hand of the grinding plate, but if she hit someone, she couldn't beat people into pulp.

At this time, someone in the audience said, "I will meet you with an iron fist." A gray figure flew into the ring and stood opposite Hong Yuankui.

Hong Yuankui looked at the people on stage and said: "Report your name, my iron fist Hong Yuankui will not fight unknown people." ”

The person who came was about 40 years old, dressed in gray, with a white complexion, and opened a black fan with his right hand, and slapped himself a few times: "Shan Mou is not talented, use the iron fan to ask Hong Daxia for a few tricks." ”

As soon as the gray-clothed man finished speaking, someone in the audience said: "This is Shan Aobai, the head of the iron fan door, I heard that his iron fan is the most powerful iron fan in the world." ”

Xiao Ling'er couldn't help but laugh in her heart, a rare opponent, the most powerful in the world, I really don't know what these people think, if the master is there...... Alas, thinking of the master, Xiao Linger smiled bitterly and shook her head, this old guy left me alone, quietly disappeared, and I was always bullied.

Hong Yuankui on the stage looked Shan Aobai up and down, clasped his fists with both hands and said: "It turned out to be the head of the iron fan door, and I have been looking up for a long time. After speaking, he made a straight fist in his right hand and ran towards Shan Ao's white-faced door, and his shot was very fast.

I didn't expect to see how rough he looked, and he still had a bit of politeness when he spoke.

Shan Aobai and other fists were only a few inches away from him, the fan was closed, his feet turned, his body turned to the side, and the fan in his hand pointed to Hong Yuankui's armpit, Hong Yuankui missed a punch, his left hand sank, his right hand rose, the fist changed direction, and hit the fan in Shan Aobai's hand, with a crisp sound, the fist hit the fan, knocking the fan a few inches away.

"What a hard fist. Someone in the audience said.

Shan Aobai saw that the opponent's fists were hard, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he used all his strength to fight with Hong Yuankui.

Hong Yuankui practiced foreign kung fu, the iron fist was wide open, Shan Aobai's body was much more sensitive than Hong Yuankui, and the iron fan was also extremely fast, but he couldn't get close to Hong Yuankui's body.

The two fought for more than 30 times, regardless of victory or defeat, and the audience cheered from time to time, even the owner of Qu Island and the 6 men and women sitting at the top also smiled and nodded, only Pu Yan sat there and did not say anything.

Shan Aobai suddenly waved his fan, shook a false move, turned around and left, how could Hong Yuankui let go of this opportunity, and shouted in his mouth: "Where to go." "The body is suddenly long, the red of the right hand is mutated, the green tendons are bursting up, and the lightning strikes Shan Aobai's back heart, this is the last move in his iron fist eighteen styles, "Fire Thunder Devouring Soul", even if Yi Mian is a cow, this move can instantly knock the cow out. Everyone exclaimed, Shan Aobai was afraid that he would not be able to dodge this move. Shan Aobai heard the sound of the wind behind him, knowing that Hong Yuankui had made a killing move, his heart was happy, his body pounced forward, it seemed to fall, when the body touched the ground, with his left hand as the axis, the body instantly turned a circle, the iron fan in his right hand opened, cutting to Hong Yuankui's arm, Hong Yuankui's move had been old, too late to dodge, seeing that the arm was about to be cut off by the iron fan, and suddenly heard the "nail" Hong Yuankui took the opportunity to withdraw his fist, retreated 3 feet, and then looked at the object carefully, but it was a Buddha bead, Hong Yuankui looked around in surprise, only to see Puyan stand up, and said in harmony: "Amitabha, the competition is over, don't hurt anyone." ”

Hong Yuankui wiped the sweat on his head, and arched his hand to Pu Yan: "Thank you Master for saving me." He turned to Shan Aobai and said, "Shan Daxia is strong in martial arts, and Hong lost." After saying that, he turned around and walked off the stage.

Shan Aobai snorted, looking arrogant.

Xiao Ling'er thought to herself, this person is so good, if the master is here...... , cough, how can I think of this old guy again, I don't know where he is happy now, don't think about it, don't think about it, Xiao Ling'er said to herself in her heart, even if the master is not there, I can take care of myself.

At this time, a young man with a long sword on his back jumped into the ring and saluted Shan Aobai: "The seniors are strong in martial arts, and the juniors are not talented, so I want to ask the seniors for advice." ”

Shan Aobai shook his fan, his face tilted to the side: "Which sect are you from, I Shan Mou don't want to fight with an unknown junior." ”

The young man smiled on his face: "I have no name and no faction, but I just saw my seniors making ruthless moves, and I want to try the iron fan that taught my seniors." ”

Shan Aobai was furious in his heart: "Nameless junior, you are looking for death." The iron fan swirled in his hand and swept towards the young man's throat.

The young man leaned back, stretched out his middle finger, and flicked it on the iron fan, and with a "ding" sound, the iron fan was bounced open half a foot. Shan Aobai's wrist was numb, so strong internal force, he didn't dare to be careless, and the iron fan was closed, and he pointed at the young Tanzhong acupoint.

Seeing the ferocity of the fan, the young man flashed, stepped back three feet, and took off the long sword behind him, and as soon as the sword came out of its sheath, it made a dragon-like sound.

There was an exclamation from the audience.

"The Dragon Yin Sword, it's the Dragon Yin Sword. ”

"Longyin Villa has not heard news in the rivers and lakes for many years, and it is no longer involved in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, how can it send people to participate in this competition. “

"What does this person have to do with Longyin Villa, how can the Longyin Sword be in his hands?"

"I heard that Xiang Zhenglong, the owner of "Longyin Villa", has an only son, Xiang Yuanjie, could it be this person?"

"Long Yin Sword, youth, it must be. “

......

As soon as the dragon yin sword came out of the sheath, Shan Aobai was also taken aback, and said to the young man: "Who are you, what does Xiang Zhenglong have to do with you." “

Xiang Yuanjie heard Shan Aobai call his father's name, he was unhappy, and raised his eyebrows: "It's my father." “

"Xiang Shaoxia also came to participate in this competition? Why didn't you see Ling Zun present?" determined that the young man in front of him was the son of Xiang Zhenglong, and Shan Aobai's tone was also much more polite, although he had not heard of Longyin Villa's participation in the rivers and lakes in recent years, but Longyin Sword Xiang Zhenglong was still the number one figure in the rivers and lakes, a Longyin Sword was known to everyone in the rivers and lakes, and Xiang Zhenglong at the peak was also the leader of the Southern Sword School, and later created Longyin Villa, but for some reason in recent years, "Longyin Villa" has disappeared from the rivers and lakes. Since this person is the son of Xiang Zhenglong, he will have to deal with it carefully, but this person is young, and it is not known whether he is really the son of Xiang Zhenglong, even if he is really the son of Xiang Zhenglong, he must be able to completely inherit Xiang Zhenglong's dragon chanting swordsmanship.

Xiang Yuanjie said: "My father is not here, I came out to play, I just heard that there was a martial arts competition, so I came to take a look, and I saw that the senior iron fan was very fun under the stage, and I couldn't help but come up to play." “

Shan Aobai heard Xiang Yuanjie talk about the competition as a game, he didn't put his iron fan in his eyes, his heart was on fire, and he heard that he was just coming alone, and the fan was collected: "Then please ask Xiang Shaoxia to teach." The iron fan flashed towards Xiang Yuanjie's chest.

Everyone saw that he was a senior, and they took the lead in attacking a junior, and they all booed "hoo".

Xiang Yuanjie's sword tip shook, Long Yinjian let out a clear roar, pointing at Shan Aobai's wrist, this move was very good, Shan Aobai had to withdraw the iron fan, and then the fan was unfurled, rotated in the palm of his hand, and swept towards Xiang Yuanjie's sword wrist, Xiang Yuanjie did not wait for the trick to make him old, his wrist sank, and the tip of the sword changed into several sword flowers, attacking Shan Aobai's face and chest.

Xiang Yuanjie made a clever move as soon as he made a move, which attracted applause from the audience.

Xiao Ling'er saw that this young man was only a few years older than herself, and her martial arts were so strong, thinking that she couldn't even beat the gangsters on the street, the master's martial arts were so strong, I don't know why he didn't teach me, he only talked about some methods of meditation and exhalation, which was useless at all, but the strange thing is that he can resist fighting, as long as he doesn't fight in a special place, other people's fists are very comfortable on his body, so it's okay, he can't beat others, and it's really comfortable to be beaten.

Seeing Xiang Yuan's outstanding tricks, Xiao Ling'er couldn't help but clap her hands and shout, at this time, a crisp and entertaining voice next to her said: "Hmph, Xiao Zhaohua also knows swordsmanship?" Xiao Ling'er turned her head to look, and saw a girl standing next to herself, who was about the same age as herself, looking at herself, the girl was holding two hairpins on her head, wearing light green clothes, and two small dimples on her face, she looked very cute, and the little girl saw Xiao Linger looking at herself, her apricot eyes glared; What to see, small flowers, watching the fuss of martial arts, influencing others, never seen the world. ”

Xiao Ling'er laughed in her heart, I look at me, what's the matter with you? I was about to refute, but I looked up and saw the little girl's hand holding a person's sleeve, it was the middle-aged man who was holding her own hand, Xiao Ling'er swallowed the words, and snorted and said, "I don't have the same knowledge as you." ”

The little girl also snorted: "Little Flower, I haven't seen the world." ”

Xiao Ling'er thought to herself, I have never seen the world, I have seen much more than you, even the palace I want to come and go......

At this time, the crowd in the audience burst into cheers, Xiao Linger looked up, and saw that Xiang Yuanjie's figure on the stage was getting faster and faster, and the dragon sword in his hand emitted a shining blue light, covering Shan Aobai in the blue light With a bang, Shan Aobai was hit by a sword in his face, his body took a few steps back, Xiao Ling'er saw that there was no bleeding on his face, there was a red mark a few inches wide, it turned out that Xiang Yuanjie slapped him with the sword body, if it was a sword blade, Shan Aobai's ears would be gone, and if he went down a few inches, he would definitely be dead.

Shan Aobai covered his face and said fiercely: "Xiang Shaoxia's martial arts are superb, Shan Mou loses, and there will be a period later." "Embarrassed, got out of the ring.

Xiao Linger couldn't help but applaud again, but her eyes secretly looked at the girl next to her, only to see that the girl was also looking at herself, although her eyes were full of disdain, the two looked at each other, Xiao Linger couldn't help laughing in her heart, don't look at the tattered clothes I am wearing now, but the person looks good, and made a grimace at the girl, the girl shrugged her nose, the corners of her mouth curled, and tilted her face to the side.

A few more people came to the stage to challenge Xiang Yuanjie, but Xiang Yuanjie's swordsmanship was superb, and several people were not opponents, Xiang Yuanjie defeated a lama again, and suddenly thought in his heart, he was not here to compete, what to compare with these people on the stage, put the sword into the sheath and prepared to step down, and a lama jumped up from the stage: "The kid is leaving, do you want to leave if you hurt my apprentice?"

Xiang Yuanjie took a look at it, and saw that the lama was flushed, wearing a purple monk's skirt, a vest on his upper body, and a long fuchsia robe, looking at himself angrily.

"That lama just now is your apprentice, I don't know, it's because his skills are not as good as others, and I didn't hurt him. “

The lama's face trembled with red flesh: "You knocked my apprentice out of the ring, knocked out a few teeth, and I want to avenge him now." ”

Xiang Yuanjie laughed: "It was your apprentice who wanted to step down, I just helped him and kicked him, but I didn't expect him to fall because he couldn't stand on his feet, it's none of my business." Xiang Yuanjie spread his hands after speaking, "I don't believe you ask the audience below to see if it's right or not." “

Someone in the audience immediately chimed in: "Yes, that lama fell down by himself, you can't blame this little brother." ”

Xiang Yuanjie continued, "I see that your face is yellow, as if you are drinking, you still continue to drink your bar, I have something to go first, I will not accompany you." ”

The audience burst into laughter.

The lama's face was red and white, and he didn't want others to say that he was drinking, because he never drank alcohol, and his blush was caused by his practice going crazy.

"Drink your grandma. The lama was furious, his right hand shook, and there was a red soft whip in his hand, which was different from the common one, not only the whip body was red, but it was full of steel spikes made of steel that could be stretched freely, and it would hurt when touched.

"Blood Whip. Someone in the audience said.

"Could it be that this person is the Western Regions known as the "Blood Demon Whip"?"

"Look at the red whip in his hand, it should be, I heard that this person is ruthless and murderous, and those who provoke him don't want to live. ”

"This person has not appeared in the Central Plains for many years, why is he here today?"

"Why? It must be for the sake of the "Liangyi Divine Skill" and the treasure. “

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