Chapter 438: Junshan Huiwu's Dissent
84_84561 Hearing that he had someone with martial arts similar to Baletu sneaking into the Central Plains martial arts, Xiao Xiangzi was secretly surprised in his heart, and his understanding of Kublai Khan's methods was also deepened. Qiang Zi calmed down, Xiao Xiangzi said: "I have heard of most of the famous masters of the Central Plains martial arts, Fang Zhixing's invitation has already netted them all this time, and even if there are any, there will definitely not be too many." A master like the Baletu brothers, if they play a game, they still have a chance to get one of the places. ”
When Monk Zicong heard this, he already had an understanding of the situation of this Junshan martial arts meeting, and secretly calculated: "If according to what Xiao Xiangzi said, none of the martial arts people we have collected over the years will be able to obtain qualifications, but the one who is lurking has some possibilities, so that he can also get the details of Huashan's sword." But in this way, this person is very likely to be exposed, is it worth it?" Thinking of Kublai Khan's instructions before leaving, Monk Zicong couldn't make up his mind, if Fang Zhixing's Junshan Martial Arts and Huashan Sword Discussion held this time was purely a martial arts matter, there was no need to spend such a big price.
Thinking of another master who infiltrated on his side, Monk Zicong shook his head secretly: "It's a pity that Prince Huodu has just infiltrated the beggar gang for a few years, and now he is only three bags of disciples." Otherwise, he is qualified to compete for the qualification of Huashan to discuss the sword, and no matter how bad he is, he can show his face and gain the attention of the beggars. Now with such a meager status, it is rare to be able to come with the beggars to participate in the Junshan Martial Arts, and it cannot play a greater role. Thinking of the several seven-bag and eight-bag disciples that his side bought in the beggar gang, Monk Zicong felt extremely sorry in his heart, if Huo Du could sit in the position of these people, the role he could play this time would be great, and the current situation. He still needs to stay hidden.
Turning his head and seeing the old god Xiaoxiangzi sitting there, Monk Zicong's heart moved again, and he thought about it and said, "Mr. Xiaoxiang, if you go to participate in this competition." I wonder if I can get the qualification of Huashan to discuss swords?" Thinking of Xiao Xiangzi's narrative about respecting martial arts in martial arts, he had this idea again. There are not a few people from the evil sect who came to participate in the Junshan Huiwu this time, and if Xiao Xiangzi is on the field, it is also possible to participate.
Xiao Xiangzi was stunned when he heard this, and said hurriedly: "I have to mention this again, if only Fang Zhixing presides, I may still play." But now that Hong Qigong is here, he can't. Hong Qigong is the most stubborn, when he saw Qiu Qianren when he discussed the sword in Huashan for the second time, he was about to shoot and rape before it was time to discuss the sword. If we show up, we are afraid that it will be difficult to get out of the Song Realm. For a vicious master like Hong Qigong, he was really afraid in his heart, but Fang Zhixing rarely killed him, and although Xiao Xiangzi had old grudges with him, he was not too afraid.
When Monk Zicong heard this, he immediately felt unhappy. In his opinion, he is the leader of this mission. These warriors should obey their own orders, Xiao Xiangzi has always been lukewarm, and he has disobeyed his orders many times. It's really unruly. Thinking of this, he secretly hated it in his heart, thinking about how good he would look at Xiao Xiangzi when he went back. Just by relying on those few words just now, he can be crowned with the crime of "greedy for life and afraid of death".
Xiao Xiangzi also felt that the meaning of evasion he just said was too obvious, and wanted to make amends. Seeing Baletu standing on the side, his mind turned. Monk Xiang Zicong said: "The Balertu brothers' martial arts are no less than mine, and they have the opportunity to compete for the qualification of Huashan Sword Debate. He rarely appears in the martial arts. Zhongyuan Haojie definitely doesn't know him, you can go on stage and give it a try!" Blame the matter on Baletu.
When Monk Zicong heard this, his heart immediately moved, and he thought: "If Baletu can win the qualification of Huashan Sword Debate, our hidden shadows will not have to be exposed, this method is feasible!" Thinking of this, he immediately asked Balertu: "What does the general think?" Thinking in his heart, he had already regarded Baletu as a pawn and sent out to complete this major event. As for whether the pawn will turn into an outcast, it depends on the luck of Baletu. As he spoke, he also glanced at Xiao Xiangzi and asked him to put pressure on Baletu when he disagreed, forcing this person to accept.
When Xiao Xiangzi saw it, he also nodded slightly, as long as he didn't let himself play, he didn't care who went!
After Baletu's martial arts were completed, it can be said that there are few enemies in the Mongolian steppe, and he has always wanted to meet the masters of the Central Plains. Hearing the words of Monk Zicong, he said happily: "I also want to see the martial arts of the masters of the Central Plains, to see if they are as powerful as Brother Xiaoxiang said, Mr. Liu's discussion is just right!"
When Xiao Xiangzi saw his expression, he secretly scolded a few times in his heart for being a "fool", but he didn't care about this person. Thinking that this person might be exposed, he secretly calculated in his heart and thought about how to get out.
When the monk Zicong heard that Baletu had agreed to fight, he was overjoyed and encouraged this person to prepare well and win glory for the Great Mongolian State. As for other means, he mostly gave up, so as not to make many moves and attract the attention of Fang Zhixing and others.
The next day, Junshan continued. Although many people have been eliminated yesterday, leaving only more than 1,000 people with the qualification for the next round, the number of people present has not decreased at all, and even some local people have come to join in the excitement after hearing yesterday's grand occasion, and the venue is quite crowded.
The three monks of Zicong also arrived at Junshan in this way. Seeing the crowded crowd in the venue, as well as the evil aura emanating from those martial arts people, Monk Zicong couldn't help frowning secretly, and his heart was quite unswerving, if it wasn't for Kublai Khan's dispatch, he wouldn't want to be with these warriors, let alone be in danger!
"Brother Ba didn't participate in the selection yesterday, and I have to find a way to get him into this round of competition for a while. Xiao Xiangzi stood aside and whispered. When he arrived at the meeting, he disguised himself so that he would not be discovered by anyone he knew. And because Baletu wanted to participate in this competition, he also took a Central Plains name and called Ba Zhongyong.
Monk Zicong nodded, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, there will be a chance later!" Let a few people watch the platform quietly.
At this time, Fang Zhixing, Hong Qigong and others had already stood on the Xuanyuan platform, and Zhu Ziliu saw that the time had come, and took a few steps forward to announce the ranking of the second round of martial arts. After yesterday, he already has an understanding of this conference, and he is even more comfortable presiding over it.
"Slow down, Zhu Daxia. I heard that yesterday and the selection of people to participate in the next round, I will wait until today, I don't know what to say?" a tall and thin head with hair stepped out of the crowd and said loudly. This person's voice was loud, and the golden crown on his head was also shining, and his voice was quite intimidating. (To be continued)