The herald was so anxious that his face was covered with sweat, of course he knew how important the Buddha's preaching was, but this secret from the main peak ring was even more extraordinary, he was afraid that he would lose his head after the delay, so he had no choice but to disobey Bu Xiao's order and force his way into the inner hall of the central hall.

"Back to Daozi, the 28th champion Buchen was defeated by the challenger Xiling Tangluo, and was seriously injured by him, and his life was hanging by a thread at this time, and President Mo Bai came to report urgently, asking if he wanted to notify the relatives of Dapeng Mountain Buchen. The herald bowed ninety degrees, raised his hands to present the urgent report, and with sincere trepidation, he concisely and concisely presented the message.

After all, the Longzhou Youth Martial Arts Conference has been held for 20 sessions, and few champions have been seriously injured, and as for the Bu family's descendants being seriously injured, they have never heard of it, so it is no wonder that everyone is so nervous.

But before Buxiao could answer, Xu Laoying slipped out of the hall after hearing the word Tang Luo, ran to Buxiao's side outside, and asked, "What's wrong with my cousin?"

This down-to-earth appearance did not have the slightest shame of eavesdropping on the secrets of other holy places, and Buxiao shook his head with a wry smile, so he had to hand over the secret report in his hand, and said dissatisfiedly: "Look at the good things your cousin has done." ”

"Hmm..." Xu Laoying took the secret report with a strange face, his face suddenly froze, and he smiled awkwardly and handed it back to Bu Xiao's hand to defend Tang Luo: "There must be some misunderstanding here, my cousin is knowledgeable and polite, where can he be so murderous, what hit Buchen after losing consciousness, he shot repeatedly, and even beat the referee who blocked it, it must be an exaggeration." As far as I know, you must at least have the cultivation of the Fierce Realm to take up the position of president, and you say that my cousin is a cultivator of the unity of the spirit and mind, and how is it possible to knock the strong man of the Fierce Realm into the air with two punches!"

Xu Gongzi said cautiously. ”

Although he was sincerely frightened in the face of the Buxiao herald, but in the face of Xu Laoying's questioning of the accuracy of their information, the herald who was still cowering just now instantly changed into a neither humble nor arrogant appearance, and said solemnly: "All the information that can be delivered to Daozi through the center, at least after three verification processes, there will definitely be no exaggeration and inaccuracies, although the villain does not know how a mortal martial artist can beat the fierce realm lineman with two punches, but since the intelligence is written like this, there will never be any discrepancies, and the villain dares to guarantee with his life!"

In the face of such a more serious herald, the son of the Xu family, who is a little more domineering, will definitely stab him with a sword, but Xu Laoying was embarrassed, and said "slip of the tongue" and then handed the information back to Bu Xiao.

"No matter what, Buchen is my cousin, something happened to him, whether I am the person in charge of the martial arts conference or his cousin, there is a need to visit, you have done a good job. Bu Xiao took the report and handed it back to the herald, and instructed the attendants outside the hall: "Set up the main peak of Bifang Mountain, if the Buddha finishes preaching, please go to Yayuan to rest." ”

"Eh~ Brother Bu, take me with you, if my cousin really seriously injures Buchen's little brother, I, as a cousin, must reprimand him and ask him to apologize to your cousin. Xu Laoying saw that Buxiao was going to Bifang Mountain, and hurriedly followed, and said righteously.

Although these words were resounding, Bu Xiao couldn't hear the deep meaning, and couldn't help laughing: "What kind of place does Brother Xu think my Martial Saint Mountain is, just because my cousin is seriously injured, I will trouble your cousin?" In the ring, the warriors fight for their lives, and the victory or defeat depends on their skills, if a clansman is seriously injured, they will have to seek revenge, what is the difference between the Martial Saint Mountain, the holy land of the human race, and the blind stream in the market?"

Xu Laoying, who was carrying the sword body, could naturally hear the pride and sincerity in Bu Xiao's words, and was about to praise Wu Shengshan for a few words, when he saw the other party's raised hand.

"Don't rush to say thank you just yet. Bu Xiao continued: "Although Wusheng Mountain will not trouble Tang Luo, Dapeng Mountain may not. My cousin Buchen is a baby bump in the line of Dapeng Mountain, although your cousin defeated him in a fair competition, and no one can say anything wrong, but for those beginner disciples and Bu clan relatives in Dapeng Mountain who regard Buchen as their old man, this account is not so easy to settle. In the future, your cousin will often receive battle posts from Dapeng Mountain, so let him ask for more blessings. ”

"Didn't you say that you don't want to provoke and retaliate?" Xu Lao Ying was furious: "What kind of ability does the heir of the Holy Land have to send a war post to the warriors of the family!?"

"This is certainly not revenge. Bu Xiao said coldly: "Wusheng Mountain is a holy land in the world, the source of the martial arts of the human race, do you really think that ordinary family martial artists can bear the name of defeating Wusheng Mountain if they seriously injure the descendants of Wusheng Mountain? Dapeng Mountain will definitely send disciples to find the field, but you can rest assured, as long as your cousin admits defeat, Dapeng Mountain will not send disciples to send war posts to the door." ”

"What if he refuses?"

"Then, hit him willingly. ”

"It's so domineering, does Martial Saint Mountain have to win?"

"It's not that you have to win, but you fight to the end, always win!"

Wusheng Mountain Daozi Buxiao and Yuanzhou Xu walked Xu Lao Ying-for-tat, not giving in to each other, only resolute in the eyes of the two, and there was no concession.

Although the two are like-minded friends, on the issue of facing martial arts, the two still have differences and do not give in to each other.

Perhaps from the very beginning, the Xu family's people such as dragons and the birth of Wusheng Mountain's lonely height were very different, and the holy sons who grew up under the influence of two completely different atmospheres certainly had their own cognitions and obsessions.

If it weren't for the fact that the chariot had already fallen to the side of the two, perhaps this-for-tat scene would have lasted for a while.

"The chariot has arrived, please get the two holy sons into the car. ”

The Imperial Beast Envoy interrupted the confrontation between the two Holy Sons tremblingly, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the two regain their composure and get on the wheel.

After a while, the chariot that rose from the clouds drove to the main peak of the Yuanfang Mountain, which was falling on the edge of the No. 28 ring, and the arrival of the Daozi chariot made the entire Bifang Mountain a sensation.

For the average son of a family, a character like Wusheng Mountain Michiko can only be heard in stories and legends, and if he can meet him, it may be a conversation that can be blown for several years.

Therefore, the challengers who did not go to the ring were all cautiously approaching the 28th ring, but they did not dare to get too close, and they pretended to pay attention to the ring one by one, but their eyes looked at the 28th ring from time to time.

It's just that as a young man got off the chariot, everyone was faintly disappointed in their hearts, although this person was tall and handsome, but the dignified martial saint mountain Daozi gave birth to a pair of blurred peach blossom eyes, would it not be serious enough.

It turned out that Xu Laoying, who was in a hurry, got off the chariot first, not because he wanted to pretend to be Wusheng Mountain Daozi, but because he saw his little cousin who had fallen asleep on the hotbed-Tang Xing.