Tens of thousands of people in Chang'an City, Fanbang Hu people from the Western Regions, Goguryeo in the north, Fusang Island Country across the sea, people from all over the world, gathered together, even the students of Guozijian couldn't help but leave their studies in their hands, completely ignoring the big exam at the end of the year, flocking to the martial arts field, now it has been surrounded by water, Rao is the Xuanjia army here is many up to 1,000 people, but it is still stretched.

Everyone is talking about this large-scale martial arts exercise with red faces, some people are lamenting the strength of Daluo's national strength, but in two months, such a majestic martial arts field can be built, this matter will be the same as this unprecedented martial arts exercise, passed down through the ages, and he is a Luo person, and he is also honored.

There are also people who are arguing loudly with others about who is weak and who is strong, who will win in the first round, and they are holding the manual in a conclusive manner, constantly waving the flag and shouting for so-and-so, and the vendors who take advantage of this opportunity to come and sell breakfast food, carrying carts, shouting loudly, and the court does not care, and the hot air spit out by everyone actually melts the snowflakes falling overhead.

The officials of the imperial court were busy nervously, preparing to organize the people to enter first, and there must be no mistakes, and on the edge of the podium that had been set up early outside the martial arts viewing field, the speakers from the Guozi Prison were sitting together, warming themselves by baking a fire on the stove, occasionally gargling with a teacup, and not swallowing.

Each of them needs to talk here for two full hours every day, and then the second group of people will go on top again, for a total of four hours a day, and there is no time to drink water to quench their thirst, and they must not leave the toilet, so they dare not drink too much water, but just moisten their throats, after all, they have no real qi to assist, if they don't let go of their voices and shout, the people behind them are afraid that they will not be able to hear.

The crowd was crowded and dense, and at three o'clock in the morning, the people began to enter the martial arts arena under the escort of the Xuanjia Army, with the bills that had long been sold out in their hands.

Yang Zhaopu divided the entire martial arts field into twelve areas according to the number of heavenly stems, and everyone could find their seats with the bills in their hands and the guidance of the officials in the field.

As soon as they entered, everyone was completely shocked by this magnificent building, covering an area of sixty acres, the walls were as high as twenty zhang, where is this martial arts viewing field, it is simply a small city, tens of thousands of seats, row upon row, from high to low, neatly arranged.

Rao is a well-informed Chang'an people, and he can't help but widen his eyes and open his mouth wide, and he can't close for half a day, as for those who come from other places, they are even more surprised that they can't even walk on the road, which provokes the people behind to keep urging and pushing, and almost have an accident.

"I heard that this is the new yamen, which was built by the Divine Craftsman Division in cooperation with the people of the Ministry of Industry, it is really amazing!"

"Yes, yes, I heard that the Divine Craftsman is the descendant of the Divine Craftsman Lu Ban, and he is a really powerful craftsman, with a one-handed mechanical technique, unpredictable, and unbeatable!"

"It is said that the combat mechanism they created is so strong that even a warrior can easily defeat it, which is amazing!"

"Is it, we ordinary people can also win against the martial arts?

"Really?"

"Of course it's true! I heard from a relative of mine who was on an errand in Jingzhao Mansion that the reason why the imperial court would support this new yamen was to seek a way to contain the martial arts.

"Don't you know? Jiangnan has already used a new type of textile machine specially made by the Divine Craftsman, the spinning speed has increased more than a thousand times, and there are also new cultivators, which are already in use, and there are all kinds of novelties, which are too many to count, it is said that they will come up with a cultivator that does not need oxen to pull in the future, a textile machine that does not need to be operated by people, and a kind of car made of iron, people sit in it, do not need horses, they can move directly, I dare not think, this is really amazing!"

Everyone enthusiastically talked with others about the new Divine Craftsman, and everyone showed endless longing for this mysterious new Yamen, no wonder, after all, the battle of the martial arts, although wonderful, although fascinating, but after all, it is a field that they can't touch anyway, just look at it, but the Divine Craftsman Division is different, the people in it are ordinary people like them, between the two sides, there is not much sense of distance, and the machinery they make is also used by ordinary people after learning it, and so hard to improve the life of the world's yamen, how can they not admire and long？

No matter how good the martial arts are, after all, you can't eat it as a meal.

However, they don't know that these so-called new organs are just the products of Lu Banmen a hundred years ago, and the real power of Lu Banmen has not yet been fully demonstrated, but it is too shocking to take it out little by little, if they know that Lu Banmen already has enough means to kill the martial artists of the Divine Realm, they are afraid that they will be really scared and dare not believe it.

This is the first time in thousands of years that ordinary people have defeated a powerful martial artist head-on, and this is not only that, because the ultimate goal of Lu Banmen is to make it easy for everyone to do this, so as to completely fill the advantage of martial artists in the face of ordinary people!

The grand belief of Lu Banmen is inherited from the old ancestor Lu Ban, hundreds of generations of people live in a corner, hidden, Zen essence is exhausted, just so that ordinary people in the face of martial arts, no longer make sense and dare not speak, no longer need to be submissive, they just want to prove to the world that martial arts are nothing, martial arts are nothing, the real power, is always the human mind, is knowledge, their skills, is the ultimate means above all the learning, in the future, everyone will learn the arts, there is no martial arts inheritance in the world, that is what they expect the organ to flourish！

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Compared with the entire grand venue, the crowded flow of people at the entrance of the martial arts arena is like a slowly crawling ant, and the huge martial arts arena in the center, which is the place where the two sides face off, covers an area of nearly sixty acres, which is enough for a group of masters to let go of their hands and feet to fight, and there are formations around to prevent the aftermath of the battle from splashing to the people watching the battle around, causing a disaster, and this is the wonderful means of the Luban Sect.

The Luban Gate is divided into two factions, one is the instrument sect, which specializes in the mechanism passed down by the ancestors, the Shennong bucket that can help people quickly recover from injuries, and the "palm thunder" that can penetrate the internal organs The thunder glove, which can absorb the opponent's blade and automatically bind the opponent's skyscraper net, also includes the pure gold water that sells blood and bones, all of which are products of the Instrument Sect, and the other one, that is, the Sect of Magic, specializes in the wonderful spells passed down by the ancestors, is weird and strange, and is good at arranging formations, and the most proud work of the two is the Ten Directions Demon Suppression Prison that once suppressed the true qi and divine will of the prisoners, and the Demon Suppression Nail that made countless martial artists talk about the tiger's color!

Dressed in a luxurious blue and black round-necked robe, Uncle Yang Zhaopu stood on the high platform energetically, standing with his hands in his hands, overlooking the bustling crowd below.

He is a martial artist, and he is a genuine grandmaster realm, but he did not follow the martial arts path at the beginning, but transferred from Confucianism and Taoism halfway, so the method of cultivation is completely different from that of ordinary martial artists, and the grand aspirations in his heart are also very different from others.

Beside him, there stood a rickety old man, only slightly half a position behind.

The old man is a real ordinary person, who has never practiced martial arts in his life, but standing next to Yang Zhaopu, who is not angry and arrogant, his spirit is not the slightest feeling of being covered by his momentum, but there is a different kind of majesty.

The old man is actually amiable, his head is bare, there is not a single hair, the wrinkles on his face are layered, obviously he is not young, but his eyes are clear, shining with wisdom, even if he is old, his thinking is still agile.

He stood with his hands down, with two heavy bags hanging from his waist, I don't know what they contained, and the most surprising thing was that this person's left arm was not an ordinary body, but a somewhat penetrating mechanical arm, but looking at the way he flicked his five fingers from time to time, flexibly tapping his left thigh, obviously, this mechanical hand is very flexible, and will never lose a single piece of flesh.

Behind the two, led by Yang Si, after the mad dragon Yang Chen rebelled into the Zhenwu Palace, Yang Yin and Yang Xu left together, and after Yang You died in battle, four more people filled in, and the twelve righteous sons of the new Yang Mansion looked at the eyes of the righteous father in front of them, all with heartfelt awe and worship.

This is not only because of the unfathomable terrifying strength of this father-in-law, but because of his means of turning the clouds and rain, even if he is just an ordinary person, to kill them is just a flick of his fingers, this is the real terrible place of a person.

Standing in the wind, Yang Zhaopu suddenly said, "Is it good-looking?"

Everyone in the back was stunned and looked at each other, not knowing what Yang Zhaopu meant.

The old man next to him bowed his head slightly, and said with a loud smile: "Good-looking, very good-looking! I have been waiting for this day in Lubanmen for too long, and the scenery under this is not tired even if I let the old man look at it for another hundred years." ”

Yang Zhaopu looked at the people with red light below, and muttered: "Yes, this is the prosperous world that really belongs to my Daluo!"

The old man said: "The world is ignorant, and all the people who say that Uncle Guo is a traitorous minister, but I don't know that Uncle Guo is the person who really cares about the world, if it weren't for this, I, Lu Banmen, would not choose to cooperate with Uncle Guo." ”

When Yang Zhaopu heard this, he turned his head and glanced at the old man beside him, his tone was very calm, and he was not moved by the other party's sincerity or sycophancy, after all, those who changed from Confucianism to martial arts have a very righteous heart, and the gods and ghosts can't move it, even if Mount Tai collapses in front of him, his face will not change, let alone a compliment.

"I hope you can keep to yourselves. ”

Gong Zhizhi lowered his head, raised the mechanical arm, and arched his hand: "I will live up to the trust of my uncle!"

Yang Zhaopu turned around and said, "Let's go, it's time for us to go and greet Your Majesty." ”