After a few days of memorial service, the disciples of Wutai Mountain also withdrew from the competition and returned to the mountain one after another.

Everyone learned from the pain, thinking that it is better not to do such dangerous operations as building a high platform, otherwise it will not have a good impact if there are more casualties.

Representatives of the remaining four factions also said that they would re-select the venue for the competition.

My master suggested that if we had a martial arts competition on the roof of the palace, the roof would be high, and everyone could see clearly, and the tiles would be safe and strong, and it would not be easy to fall off. The square in front of the Sanlai Palace is wide and bright, suitable for the masses of ordinary people to gather, and everyone can see clearly, so that everyone will not lean their necks, and they can also avoid stampedes.

The disciples of the other three factions agreed, but considering that the location of the palace was the residence of the Korean monarch after all, they had to obtain the king's consent.

Therefore, my master reported this matter to the Korean monarch, and the monarch, who had a sore waist and knees, said that as long as he did not contest at night and disturbed his nightlife, nothing else mattered.

In this way, the four factions decided to move the venue of the tournament to the outside of the palace, and the tournament platform was the roof of the palace.

As soon as the news came out, tens of thousands of people in Yangzhai gathered outside the palace, and the huge stone square outside the palace was surrounded by water.

In this way, the grand tournament officially began.

The rules of the competition are very simple, whichever faction can still stand on the roof of the palace at sunset will win the competition.

The disciples of the four major sects are all gearing up and eager to try, firstly, they want to make a name for themselves in their own sect, and secondly, they can also improve their prestige among the disciples in the sect, so as to lay a solid foundation for their future success.

At this time, Kunlun sent a sturdy disciple to take the lead in walking out, this time there was no worry about collapse, he was very bold to come to the palace, at this time everyone found that a new problem came, that is, the roof of the palace was too high, people could not go up.

"Light work. "Tens of thousands of people are getting impatient.

The Kunlun sect disciple scratched his head, looking like I couldn't jump up, and turned his eyes to look at his master, the head of the Kunlun faction, Hong Dali.

"Waste, why are you still looking at it, moving a ladder for your senior brother. Hong Dali scolded.

In this way, the Kunlun sect disciples secretly borrowed a ladder from the palace, and on the ladder, the Kunlun sect disciples finally went up to the roof of the palace safely.

At this time, one of the disciples of the Diancang Sect also came out in response, and he also went up to the roof with a majestic ladder.

The two went up to the roof one after another, receiving the cheers and shouts of tens of thousands of people in Yangzhai, the capital of South Korea.

As the so-called high place is not cold, the two sect disciples stand face to face, the disciples of the Diancang faction hold the long sword, the Kunlun sect disciple holds the big sword, the two eyes are cold, the distance is only a few zhang, the ears are whistling north wind, the feet are the golden yellow tiles, the palace is filled with a heavy murderous aura, and the surroundings are slaughtered without flying feathers.

This is the first time in my life to see a real person to test martial arts, the atmosphere at the scene has been very tense, tens of thousands of people look up just to watch these two people compete in martial arts, there is no great courage and guts, ordinary people even climb the ladder will tremble their legs.

"Master, you see which sect's disciples will win. I asked excitedly.

"Of course, our disciples of Fahua Temple will win. The master said lightly.

"Master, I'm asking about these two people who are on the roof now, one is a disciple of the Diancang Sect and the other is a disciple of the Kunlun Sect, which one do you think will win. ”

"Which one do you think will win. The master asked rhetorically.

"I think the Kunlun faction will win, I see him on the ladder with steady steps, he should be a master. I replied.

"Kong Ming, you have made a very serious mistake, you have to remember that a master always hides himself before making a move, especially for a master who wants to win. If you show that you are superior from the start, your opponent may retreat, or defend completely, and even if your opponent is not strong, it will be difficult for you to attack. Therefore, the real master will show weakness, so that the other party thinks that he has a chance to win, you know, the master duel, only one move can be divided into the winner, so that the other party will pay attention to the flaws deliberately revealed by the master, and similarly, their flaws will be exposed because of their own negligence. Therefore, it only takes one move to make a judgment. The master said.

"I see, in this way, that thin disciple of the Diancang Sect may be a master. I guessed.

"Not necessarily, if a master has outstanding strength, he naturally disdains to play with skills, what hides himself, wants to advance and retreat, the last to come, etc., are all small skills of carving insects, without innovation, too much skill and psychological warfare, will only belittle his own magic skills. The master said again.

"So who is the real master? "Now I'm in a difficult situation.

"Whoever wins is the master. The master said lightly.

As soon as I heard it, I was angry, which is equivalent to talking in vain.

At this time, Wang Hong put his mouth to my ear and whispered: "Kong Ming, you have made a mistake of principle, don't talk about who is a master in front of a real master. ”

I was deeply impressed by the realization of the emptiness of the junior brother, so I stopped talking.

Tens of thousands of people in the square outside the palace were waiting for the two to make a move, but the two stood like this for more than half an hour without moving a single step. It was as if it was petrified, only the corners of the sleeves of the clothes were fluttering in the wind, and the rest of the body was as quiet as a rock.

"Hit. ”

"Why don't you fight. ”

"How long are these two fools going to stand? ”

"Are they concentrating?"

Tens of thousands of people in the square outside the palace began to make noise, and the sound of discussion and abuse came and went.

I was also puzzled, and I was so puzzled that it was useless to ask the master, so I had to say to the emptiness: "Why do you think they stand so straight without moving their hands?" ”

Empty stared at each other, and muttered, "I've always suspected that these two people's motives are not pure. ”

"Why is the motive not pure. ”

"Aren't the rules of the competition stipulated, which faction of disciples can still stand on the roof of the palace at sunset, and which faction will win this martial arts competition?"

"yes, the problem is that they don't compare. ”

"Yes, the rules don't stipulate that those who win must win, but those who are still standing on it, as long as it gets dark, won't they all win?"

When I hear it, it seems to make sense, but what is it? Is it a win-win?

Out of curiosity, I asked the master, "Master, what is the reward for the winners." ”

"One hundred taels of gold. The master said.

I see, if you don't fight until it gets dark, you can win the game, so that according to the rules, both of them can win a hundred taels of gold, and the price is nothing more than a cold wind blowing for a day.

"High, this trick is really high. I admired.

But the two of them were soon shattered.