Chapter 438: Junshan Huiwu's Dissent
Hearing that he actually had someone with similar martial arts to Baletu sneaking into the Central Plains martial arts, Xiao Xiangzi was secretly surprised in his heart, and he had a deeper understanding of Kublai Khan's methods. ※%top※%point※%small※% said, forced himself to calm down, Xiao Xiangzi said: "I have heard of some of the famous masters of the Central Plains martial arts, Fang Zhixing's invitation this time has already swept them all, and even if there are any, there will definitely not be too many." It is still possible for a master like the Baletu brothers to get one of the places. ”
When Monk Zicong heard this, he already had an understanding of the shape of the Junshan Martial Arts this time, 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 hidden one may be able to obtain it, and he will be able to get the detailed news 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, then 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 humble status, it is rare to be able to come with the beggars to participate in the Junshan Martial Arts, and it cannot play a big role. Thinking of the few 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 such a high position, the role he could play this time would be great. Now the situation still needs him to continue to lurk.
Turning his head, he saw the old god Xiaoxiangzi sitting there. Monk Zicong's heart moved again, and he thought about it. said: "Mr. Xiaoxiang, if you go to participate in this competition, I wonder if you can get the qualification of Huashan Sword Debate?" Thinking of Xiaoxiangzi's description of 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 exclaimed: "I have to mention this again, if only Fang Zhixing presides, I may still be on the field, but now Hong Qigong is here." But never. Hong Qigong is the most stubborn, when he saw Qiu Qianren when he saw Qiu Qianren when he discussed the sword in Huashan for the second time, he was going to shoot and rape, if we showed up, I was afraid that it would be difficult to get out of the Song Realm. For a vicious master like Hong Qigong, he was really scared in his heart, but Fang Zhixing rarely killed him, and Xiao Xiangzi was not too afraid.
When Monk Zicong heard this, he immediately felt unhappy. In his opinion. He is the leader of this mission, and these warriors should obey their 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 those few words. can crown him with the crime of "greed for life and fear of death".
Xiao Xiangzi also felt that the meaning of evasion he just said was too obvious, and wanted to make amends. I saw Baletu standing on the side. As soon as his thoughts turned, he said to Monk Zicong: "Brother Balertu's martial arts are no less than mine. There is a chance to compete for the qualification of Huashan Sword. He rarely appears in the martial arts, and the heroes of the Central Plains must not know him, so you can go on stage and give it a try!"
When Monk Zicong heard this, his heart immediately moved, and he thought: "If Baletu can win the qualification of Huashan Sword, our hidden shadows will not need to be exposed, this method is feasible!" Thinking of this, he immediately instructed Baletu: "What does the general think?" Thinking in his heart, he had already regarded Baletu as a pawn and sent it 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. When Xiao Xiangzi saw it, he also nodded slightly, as long as he didn't let himself play,
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 about 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's day, he also has an understanding of this conference, and he is even more handy.
"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. I saw that his voice was loud, and the golden crown on his head was also shining, and his voice was quite intimidating. (To be continued......)