Chapter Ninety-Six: The Dragon Fights
Li Yueying is like this, she will turn her face when she says it, Xiao Han is used to it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 As soon as he was about to refute, he heard Duan Xiliu outside the house say: "Little junior sister, the master wants to see you." Li Yueying let out an "oh" and said viciously to Xiao Han: "I'll settle accounts with you in the future." With that, he opened the door and kicked it in. Duan Xiliu had already prepared, he smiled and dodged, and then led the way in front, and the two left in a fight.
Xiao Han lay on the bed and rested for a while, feeling comfortable all over his body, and thought about it for a while, now he has memorized "The Green Feather Scroll of the Crossing Law", "The Broken Dragon Jue of the Xuanyue", "The Flying Bird Scroll of the Void", "The Eclipse of the Sun but the Evil Scroll", although I don't know what is recorded in it, but just looking at these mysterious names, it will not be too bad.
Suddenly, I heard the bell ringing in the temple, and then I heard the voices of people in the courtyard, Xiao Han tidied up his clothes, put away the jade pendant and the golden hairpin, and the secret book has always been hidden close to him, and no one knows. When he went out, he saw that the leaders were walking towards the martial arts hall, so he followed behind.
After a while, I arrived at the martial arts hall, everything was the same as in the morning, after each faction stood still, it was divided into three factions, and the three sects were divided into three sects, and after the thirty-six factions, there were miscellaneous sects in the rivers and lakes, Xiao Han followed some small sects to the end, and it took half an hour to finish.
said that it was a river and a lake, but it was like an official government, Xiao Han was very impatient, but he had to do it. When he arrived at the Tianshan faction, everyone was there, Diao Beidou still ignored him, Li Tiandu snorted in his nose, and the rest of the people were peaceful. Only Li Yueying, who was standing behind Diao Beidou, was very proud, and squeezed her eyebrows at him, obviously Diao Beidou liked her very much, which made this girl excited and even more presumptuous.
After the ceremony, the lottery was drawn, and the thirty-six factions did not dare to slack off, and the heads of the sects cleaned their hands one by one, lined up in three columns, and stood in the middle of the martial arts hall. Six Shaolin monks held six wooden boxes, which were closed on all sides, with only a round hole in them, just enough for one hand to enter.
Six people came to the field, and the heads of each faction stepped forward to draw lots in turn, and then Shaolin monks came to register. Thousands of people in the stadium were silent, and the atmosphere was serious. Xiao Han stood aside, and Zhao Guangyi and Zhao Chengzong stood behind him, watching all this curiously.
After a while, Zhu Gaoyang drew out the lottery code, followed by Qi Xinyi and Fu Qiuya. The three of them went to register in turn, and Xiao Han said in his heart, if Zhu Gaoyang and the two of them draw a group, see how they fight, and whether Zhu Gaoyang will release the water.
After the draw was completed, the results were announced by the Shaolin Temple, and the thirty-six factions were divided into three groups to catch and fight. First the last 12 gangs, then the middle 12 gangs, and the upper 12 gangs. The three gangs of Zhu Gaoyang are in a medium position, so naturally they have nothing to do now.
When the results came out, there was a lot of noise in the field, some people were elated, some people were depressed, some people shouted injustice, and they were dumbfounded. Zhao Guangyi sighed: "The same is true of martial arts, but the word fame and fortune are just words." Zhao Chengzong followed: "If it weren't for the suppression of Shaolin Temple and the Three Sects, these thousands of people who practice martial arts would be really a terrible hidden danger. ”
Xiao Han glanced at him coldly, and Zhao Chengzong shrank his neck. Xiao Han said: "In addition to the mad demon thieves, the martial arts are not indiscriminately killing innocents, and although there are many sects, the number of people is small, plus intrigue, what are the hidden dangers?" Zhao Guangyi nodded and said: "It makes sense." Zhao Chengzong didn't dare to say anything more, just laughed embarrassedly.
Emei sent Ma Renfei to stand up and explain, but few people listened carefully, because everything he said was cliché and had no new meaning. After Ma Renfei finished speaking, Xingkong said a few more words, and this time the venue was as quiet as ever. Xingkong emphasized the rules of the competition, but it was something like "point to point, no killing" and so on.
Next is the last competition into the top three sect performances, the three gangs are the Southern Tang Shuijing Gang, the Western Shu Tianluo Gang, and the Southern Han Darimen. The Water Mirror Gang performed marksmanship, the Tianluo Gang performed a set of formations, and the Da Rimen performed a set of boxing techniques.
The three gangs can be ranked among the top three, and their natural strength is extraordinary. The Water Mirror Gang was all in white shirts, and the fifty members of the gang were all wearing red scarves on their heads and silver spears, and they won a full house as soon as they appeared. Bai Xiuwen, the leader of the Water Mirror Gang, stood tall and tall, and as soon as he appeared, he attracted the applause of the crowd.
Xiao Han saw that he was only in his thirties, with a delicate appearance, and with that silver gun, he was a pretty man. Zhao Guangyi sighed: "Such a skill, it's a pity to enter the rivers and lakes, otherwise he would be an excellent general." Zhao Chengzong nodded and sighed: "There are so many handsome characters in the rivers and lakes, it is really an eye-opener." ”
Bai Xiuwen and the gang played a set of marksmanship, which was dazzling, and the dance reached a climax, only the shadow of the gun shook in the field, and the fifty people seemed to be invisible. Four Shaolin monks carried four basins of water and poured them in from all sides, and the heroes saw the water splashing everywhere, but not a drop fell on the gang.
The crowd applauded, Zhao Guangyi's eyes lit up, and he applauded: "Impenetrable, good marksmanship." Xiao Han also praised: "With this formation, although you can't run rampant in martial arts, no one dares to provoke it." Zhao Chengzong sighed: "The champion of the thirty-six factions is not in vain. ”
After the Water Mirror Gang performed, it was the Tianluo Gang's Tianluo Formation. Xiao Han didn't understand the formation, but it was very beautiful to see fifty people flipping and moving in the field, but he couldn't see how subtle it was. Gu Liren, the leader of the Tianluo Gang, held a small red flag, and where he gave the order, he helped the people to run around, which was very good-looking. Zhao Guangyi sighed: "There is a dragon and a crouching tiger hidden in the rivers and lakes, and there are many talents, and I believe it!"
After that, the Da Ri Gate performed boxing, and the Da Ri Gate Gang was dressed in red, and entered the field in high spirits under the leadership of the gang leader Che Chengze. This set of boxing methods is really exciting, but Xiao Han is a martial arts blind, and he feels that there are too many fancy routines in it, which is comparable to the Tai Chi of later generations. After the appearance of marksmanship, formation, and boxing, the competition officially began.
The first to play was a sturdy man with a full beard, Xiao Han's sharp eyes and he recognized at a glance that it was the master of the Wuji Gate who had intercepted and killed him. Zhao Chengzong also recognized it and shouted, "It's this kid, it's really one of the thirty-six factions." Xiao Han said lightly: "A small faction, not enough to worry about." ”
A middle-aged man with a big stick came out, and a big flag behind him had three big characters written on it: "Tengu Gang". Xiao Han and the three of them almost laughed out loud, they didn't expect that there would be such a gang on the rivers and lakes.
Although they are ranked at the tail of the Thirty-six Gang, these two people are really good at martial arts, and they use power with a big sword to win with great strength. The big stick of Zhong Zhengwen, the leader of the Tengu Gang, also won with great strength. As soon as the two of them clashed, their weapons intersected, and there was a "buzzing" sound, and the people who were close to the shock hurriedly covered their ears.
The two of them are people with brute force, and they will spare no effort to win for their respective sects, and after dozens of moves, they will mess up the rules, and the heroes will see that the faces of the two people in the field are becoming more and more solemn, and every move will be earth-shattering. Occasionally, when it hits the ground, a deep trench is cleaved. Seeing the crowd, they couldn't help but cheer.
Xiao Han said with a smile: "With such brute force, it is evenly matched." Zhao Guangyi sighed: "On the battlefield, they are all excellent generals." Xiao Han shook his head and said, "These people won't go to the battlefield." Zhao Guangyi said: "It's a pity. ”
Just as the two of them were talking, they heard two loud bangs, the ghost-headed big knife and the big stick slashed together, followed by a thick figure suddenly flew up, stretched out a kick in mid-air, and kicked the opposite person in the chest.
The man on the other side screamed, twisted his feet, and immediately retreated, but it was too late, so he heard a "bang" sound, and he turned over and fell to the ground. The thick figure worked with one move, and he was extraordinarily proud, and the big stick in his hand flipped over and fell steadily to the ground.
The man on the ground got up, his face was full of embarrassment, raised the big knife in his hand and arched his hand slightly, "Teachable." Zhong Zhengwen smiled and said, "Accept." The two retreated, and their own Shaolin monks loudly announced the name of the winning sect. The crowd cheered loudly and applauded like thunder.
Xiao Han looked very bored, but he just took turns fighting. It's just that in order to win, each faction will definitely use its own secret skills, and he has watched a lot of TV, and he has seen all kinds of stunts, and these fights in front of him naturally can't be compared with TV special effects, and they can't get into Xiao Han's eyes.
Zhao Guangyi and Zhao Chengzong watched it with relish, commented from time to time, and were full of interest. Xiao Han watched two more games, although the fight was exciting, it was really not to his taste, and suddenly saw a flag flying high on the opposite side, and his mind moved, and quietly went around from the back of the field to the east.
Most of the people standing in this area are Buddhists and Taoist sects, and there are also lay disciples among them. Xiao Han quickly found the Jiuhua faction, raised his eyes and searched for it a few times, and he didn't know which one was the meditation Xiao Meini among the bald heads.
At this time, the fight was raging, and the heroes were all martial arts practitioners, and their interest was high, coupled with the vigilance of hundreds of warrior monks around, naturally no one cared about Xiao Han's actions.
Xiao Han searched again, but still couldn't find meditation, so he couldn't help but be a little disappointed. Suddenly I felt someone behind me, and hurriedly turned around and saw a crumpled old face. Xiao Han was so frightened that he almost burst out, and said angrily: "You are elusive, you can't scare people to death?"