Chapter Ninety-Three: Searching for Sand
At night that day, on the school field, the rest of the yellow group came one after another.
These people are old and young, ugly and beautiful, and they all have their own strengths. It has gone through more than a dozen competitions and solved all kinds of problems with their own masters, which can survive to this day.
It's just that now, this group of people has one more commonality - they have all learned some kung fu, at least physically. And most of them are now with some injuries.
When the rest of the group each arrived at the school with their own and their opponent's two scrolls, they all took a surprised look at "Tuo Nan Katsu" who had been waiting there for a long time.
This kid came early, and he didn't even have any folds on his clothes. Could it be that this newcomer is so good? I only heard that he is a "three-handed", but is he still a "thief"?
But after the people came to inquire with each other, they learned that the opponent of "Tuo Nan Sheng" turned out to be Lu Tianzong, and they also showed a look of "so it is".
Lu Tianzong can be regarded as the shortest and smallest of the yellow group. The newcomer didn't know what kind of dog luck he had handed over, but he was able to compete with him.
If Lu Tianzong was competing with himself, everyone here would never be worried about asking themselves. Nor does it have to go through a major war more or less as it is now. Now that they have injuries on their bodies, they all see the smiling and relaxed "Tuo Nan Sheng", and they all spit on the ground fiercely.
When the time came, I finally saw that Yushu brother come to the school field. After he stood on the high platform, he counted the number of people and said with satisfaction: "Yes, you have passed the first competition of this competition. ”
Everyone at the bottom smiled easily and proudly, and his heart was secretly funny. He continued: "Then came the second competition. In the school field today, we have buried an Inhuman Token in advance. Whoever can find the token at dawn tomorrow will be considered a winner. ”
When they heard this, they were stunned in the ears of everyone. If you want to find something, it must be the person who heals the astrological signs and divides the hexagram best. Although that Lu Tianzong has been kicked out, this charlatan is probably useless.
And now there are more than a dozen people left. If so many people want to find something in this school field, everyone will find a small piece, and most of them will not take long to find it.
It's just that the hardest part is not how to find this Inhuman Order. It's how to hold it in your hand until dawn.
In this way, to put it bluntly, in the end, the competition is just who is better at kung fu.
When even if someone is not convinced. A man who looked like he was in his forties and had already passed the prime of life said loudly to the stage: "Brother Yushu, we all know that the various competitions in the Inhuman Pavilion have their own strangeness and purpose. But we also know that the Inhuman Pavilion brings us together every three years for nothing else. I just want to recruit those craftsmen who have a skill.
But now it is for us to 'persuade' our opponents to leave, and for us to gather in one place to find some 'alien order'. These competitions seem to be asking us to show our strengths, and to put it bluntly, only those with big fists stand in the end.
I'm old, I didn't lose the last game, and I can still stand here and compete with everyone. But if you want to win the next game, it's obviously impossible.
Since I know that I am going to lose, I want to ask Brother Yushu, is our competition really to compete with a martial champion? If we want to compete in the fighting ability, why do we gather so many of us to have fun?"
In fact, these words asked the common question in the hearts of everyone on the field. Although everyone is mixed in the rivers and lakes, this rivers and lakes are not the other rivers and lakes. They just rely on this craft to make a living, and they don't want to live a life of licking blood with knives.
Although he was bewitched by money, he wanted to come to this Shura field to try his skills, and finally wanted to fight for an iron rice bowl that did not worry about food and clothing.
But now they are not only competing here, but also fighting for their lives. This defeats the purpose of their original purpose.
Brother Yushu saw that they were excited, and the expression on his face was still as arrogant and complacent as just now, and he looked at the waning moon in the sky with his arms folded.
He only waited for the middle-aged man to finish speaking, then he looked back at him coldly and asked, "He Lao Liu, right? It is said that you are an ancestral locksmith?
The middle-aged man He Lao Liu, who spoke first, heard Brother Yushu suddenly praise him, but his expression eased, and he clenched his fists and said, "It's He Lao Liu down there." Brother Yushu praised it falsely. ”
Brother Yushu smiled at him and said, "Since you yourself know that you are going to lose, it's even better." I see that you are not young, so I will go to the porter and receive fifty taels of silver, so go first. This is the hard-earned money that only those who survive to the end. Now that you can get it halfway, you really have to envy others. ”
He Laoliu's original intention was to retreat into advance, and Brother Yushu, who was provoked by words, changed the topic. Unexpectedly, Brother Yushu didn't say anything about it, but asked him to get out of the way with the silver.
He Laoliu's face turned pale, and he glared at Brother Yushu without saying a word. He has always been proud of his unparalleled craftsmanship, and he intends to rely on these hands to mix food and clothing. But when I really arrived at this Inhuman Pavilion, I found that this place was completely different from what I had thought in the past.
Although this place is where they can test their skills as craftsmen, there is no respect for them as a group. Like raising Gu, they put a group of big living people in a cage.
The whole day is a test of skills, and the content of the test is not at all who is more skilled in skills and whose work is more ingenious.
He looked at it coldly for so long, and felt more and more that the mind of the Inhuman Pavilion was not pure. The characters they want to find out through the competition are nothing more than "roosters and dog thieves".
Since He Lao Liu figured out this festival, he didn't pay much attention to the ten-year ratio here. All day long, I just wanted to mix until the end, and I took the money back. It's not in vain that I've wasted so much time here.
At this time, he heard that the so-called Brother Yushu was going to let himself be covered and leave, and thought to himself: That's it, since I don't keep this place, maybe it's a blessing or a curse.
He bowed his hand to Brother Yushu and said, "Then I will leave here." With that, he turned around and walked out without looking back.
The other was slender and obviously seriously injured on his arm, and when he saw He Laoliu, he really said to leave. hesitated slightly, and said, "Brother Yushu, you see that my arm was injured during the front-court competition. ”
After saying that, he shook his arm and frowned with a "hiss", obviously pulling the wound. Sure enough, I saw that he had a piece of linen wrapped around his arm, which was neither yellow nor white, and there were some blood streaks oozing on it.
The slender man continued: "If I were like this, it would be impossible to participate in any more competitions." Since Lao He is gone, then I will accompany him for a ride......" After saying that, he looked at Brother Yushu with a smile.
Brother Yushu smiled again and said, "Cheng, how many people are still leaving today, let's go together! If you want to leave in the future, there is no such good thing as fifty taels of silver!"
After saying this, a woman in her thirties also stood up hesitantly. Then there was another old man. So there were four people leaving.
Brother Yushu asked these people to go to the concierge to collect them, and only after they left did he look at the school again. What is still left today are some men in the prime of life.
They all came with their own ambitions, and they would not allow themselves to leave so easily.
Brother Yushu looked at them, raised his voice and shouted: "There is no seed without bones, it is better to go! I don't care what method everyone uses, when I come back at dawn, the one with the 'Inhuman Order' in my hand will directly win!
Brother Yushu's internal strength is not weak, and he is full of energy. He said this with arrogance, as powerful as a general's lecture to his soldiers.
Although everyone has a sentence in their hearts: "'you' mother!" but all shouted in unison: "I heard it!"