(Why is this chapter late, don't explain it~ There are thousands of reasons, do you listen to it?, don't listen, I won't talk about it.) ）

Hundred martial arts.

The pomp and circumstance were unprecedented, and those who climbed up the iron rope before had never had such a crowd of bystanders whispering on both sides.

The eaves corridor wall can be seen everywhere, but one of the two mountains is a little bit of a person compared to the other, it seems that he is not very optimistic about the competition of the third watch in the middle of the night, and in the mountain with many people, among the crowds, an old man who is dressed casually and strangely different from ordinary people only wears a rag shoe on his feet, leaning on the railing of the attic, he scratches the fluffy hair that is a little itchy, looks at the neighbor who has lived together for many years, probes his brain, and immediately retracts his gaze, pouts, slightly disdainful, and muttered: " The old immortal shelves in Yihe Mountain are really big, they stink to save face, and they look down on people. Like a king eight shrunk in the shell and didn't come out, I didn't know what to do when I looked at those heavenly books all day long, even the disciples looked like fish and wood, oops, or we are too much more lively in Taiyi Mountain, there are many people, warblers and swallows, dragons and tigers. ”

At this time, a wisp of breeze came slowly and hurriedly, blowing gently, and a person on the opposite mountain came with words that seemed to be angry but not angry, and entered the old man's ears: "Zhou Buregret, who are you talking about?! What kind of ability is it to say bad things about people behind your back, can you dare to fight with the old man!?"

The old man named Zhou Buregret tried to learn that the old men on the opposite side of Yihe Mountain were also secretly watching the battle, and secretly scolded the old 'traitor' for being cunning, and then faced the opposite side and snorted heavily, "Fight you grandma!"

Another gust of wind blew: "Rat guts!"

Zhou Bu sat calmly in place, picked his nose and said: "Hong and (ju), even if you scold the eighteen generations of your ancestors, it's useless, try some other tricks, if you can get into my eyes, I'll play with you." ”

The breeze on the side of Yihe Mountain was not slow, and it did not blow again, and it was silent, and it was estimated that it was so angry that it could not be done.

Zhou Buregret trembled Erlang's legs on stilts triumphantly, and at this time, another voice as hoarse as a golden stone entered his ears: "Old Zhou, Old Zhou, think about it by doing, and say it the same, if you do it with Yiheshan like this, it will inevitably hurt and be angry, and it will be difficult to speak in the future." You have to fix this problem. ”

The owner of the voice is a smart man who knows the cause but likes to pretend to be confused.

Zhou Buregret ignored it, turned his head and smiled: "Why did you come to see the competition?"

The old man with a rickety body was on crutches, with a clockwork on his head, white beard and long eyebrows, eyes as small as slits, and he walked in small steps, extremely slowly, and after a long time, he walked to Zhou Buregret, who was dangling a barefoot girl with Erlang's legs, and said helplessly: "This group of rabbit cubs is noisy in the middle of the night, and they are not at ease at all. ”

Zhou Buregret couldn't help but smile and asked, "It's Lian'er's girl, right?"

The rickety old man leaned back with one hand, his eyes were small, and his smile was even more unlikely, and he smiled bitterly: "It's not, this girl is very wild, and she loves to go over to join in the fun when she hears anything fun. As a result, as soon as I was pulled out tonight, the girl herself disappeared first, and I don't know where she ran away. ”

Zhou Buregret said leisurely: "The people who came a few days ago didn't have much to look at, and they finally came to see a little bit today, but I don't know if they will come to Taiyi Mountain or go to Yihe Mountain opposite." I hope that when we will select people, it will be our people. ”

The old man said calmly: "Anyway, Ershan is a family, and it is the same wherever they go." ”

Zhou did not regret smiling and silent, looking at the stone bridge.

As two people stood next to the ring, there was an instant silence on both sides of the stone bridge, and the person from Taiyi Mountain among the two people with bare hands rose from the ring and said loudly: "In Xia Chen Tuzhi, it belongs to the gate of the Taiyi Mountain Herringbone Courtyard." There are new rules for the hundred martial arts, this time the people who come up the iron rope can choose any one of the two people sent by Taiyi Mountain and Yihe Mountain as the opponent, if it is still undefeated after five hundred moves, it can be named under the opponent's door, as a disciple, if the strength is outstanding, then the day will be chosen as a closed disciple. I wonder what you two think?"

Nie Zhuang was there holding his chin and pondering, and the self-aware little beggar immediately got up and jumped out of the ring, blushed under the stunned gaze of a group of people, and said, "I... I was just... Let Nie Zhuang take me up to see what the Hundred Martial Arts looks like... It's not because I want to enter a hundred martial arts. ”

The little beggar pointed to Nie Zhuang who was "lonely" on the stage and said, "He is!"

Burst into laughter.

Nie Zhuang shook his head helplessly.

The disciple of Yihe Mountain said loudly: "In the next season Xiao Feng, it is a T-shaped hall of Yihe Mountain, please don't hesitate little brother, quickly choose one person, there are only two pillars of incense in time." ”

Nie Zhuang, who was looking left and right, opened his mouth and asked, "If you are named in one of the mountains, can you run to the other mountain in the future?"

The two of them were a little stunned, after all, this was the first time someone had asked such a question, Chen Tuzhi immediately replied: "Yes, the first rule of the hundred martial arts is 'It's fun to have friends from afar'." ”

Nie Zhuang asked again: "Then can you go to the place where they put martial arts to learn the exercises?"

Chen Tuzhi immediately shook his head and said, "No!"

The little beggar standing in the audience couldn't help but roll his eyes, isn't it just a competition, what are you doing crookedly? What I said before was right, Nie Zhuang really looked like a girl.

But the next moment, Nie Zhuang's words made Liangshan in an uproar: "That's it, that's okay, you two go up together, if you meet your requirements, isn't it okay?"

Nie Zhuang's sentence asked Chen Ji and the two of them didn't know how to answer for a while.

Just as the two were in a dilemma, two loud laughter rang out almost simultaneously from the two mountains.

"You two do as he says. ”

I don't know who it is, but the lazy voice comes into everyone's ears.

The people watching the battle in the two mountains couldn't hold their tongues, and the matter had come to this point, which was unreasonable and unexpected, and unprecedented.

One after another, those disciples who were still diligent in practicing late at night came from the two mountains, and even some disciples who had already fallen asleep were also pulled out by their good friends.

After respectfully saluting each mountain and receiving the order, Chen Ji and the two got into the ring and waited for it.

Tonight's contest seems to be thundering louder and raining harder?

The little beggar clenched his fists with sweat seeping through his palms, and he was very nervous just offstage, but why was the "girl" in the stands so indifferent?

Rao is Chen Ji, who had almost never been in touch with each other, and the two of them had a tacit understanding at the moment, with expressive eyebrows, and a hint of a smile around the corners of his mouth left and right, even if the latter spoke wildly a moment ago, but when he heard that the young man in front of him was still breathless after carrying a person on his back, how could they dare to take it lightly and not underestimate it. Chen Ji knew each other's strength in their hearts, and they could be selected as the ones who had tried their moves, and there was no doubt that they were outstanding in martial arts.

Nie Zhuang always shoulders each towards a person, observe the words and looks, a little probe, found that Chen Tuzhi's hands are strong, the ten knuckles are particularly obvious, the palm is full of calluses, it is a common thing for people who practice martial arts, many years of gripping the handle of the weapon to get it, think that it should be the person who makes the sword, and then take a closer look, the palm is thick, when walking around left and right, it is not a foot stretched forward to defend against the enemy, but always a punch forward, according to Nie Zhuang's guess, Chen Tuzhi is not only a swordsman, but also good at the method of fist palms; After practicing a body of forging the body of a foreign family, his body has no qi flow that is unique to monks such as Chen Tuzhi, and then concentrating on the exploration, there is no result, and there is no flow of the breath of a warlock, which is very unexpected, Nie Zhuang used his perception to probe, only to notice the clues, and was surprised, how could he have thought that Ji Xiaofeng would actually be a warlock who can resonate with the wind? Concentrate on staring at it, and sure enough, Ji Xiaofeng's sleeves fluttered slowly without wind, and there was a slight breeze under his feet, and his feet and sleeves were all unstained with dust. In Taoist spells, it resonates with the wind in all things in the world and is one of the five elements of the gossip technique that is partial and difficult to practice, although the power of the soul of the wind warlock is too demanding, but once cultivated, when this kind of warlock first enters the Tao, the wind power of the envoy has a lot of power, not to mention hurting people, killing people can also be, Nie Zhuang never thought that he would face a wind warlock in the hundred martial arts, it is really fortunate. But what Nie Zhuang didn't know was the woman in Tsing Yi he met in Qiushui Forest that day, that is, Bingqing of Skynet, who was also a wind warlock, but at that time, he was already in a coma with severe poison, so he naturally didn't know the truth.

After all, it is quite difficult to be invincible or better than the two of them after five hundred moves in the time of two pillars of incense, and there is no room for maneuver at this moment, is it difficult to regret it? Although it is true that the skin is thick, it is not so thick that it is not shameless.

Hey, it's not human inside and out.

Nie Zhuang, who had a plain face but secretly a sad face, couldn't help but start muttering in his heart again and scolding the stinky monk for quitting the air, if it weren't for the second thing he wrote on that note, asking him to come to Liuyuan Hundred Martial Arts to memorize all the martial arts exercises on the top floor of the book collection place, how could he make such a decision, and let Chen Ji and the two of them go up together in public? Which pig's head is full of food and has nothing to do to ask for it? In a sentence I learned from Jiekong, it is: The head melon seed is kicked by the donkey.

Seeing that Chen Ji and the two were still looking for an opportunity to start, in desperation, Nie Zhuang, who wanted to end the competition early, gritted his teeth and was ruthless, so he had to turn sideways slightly, facing one person and turning his back to another.

Not only did Chen Ji's pupils shrink suddenly, but even the people on both sides who were looking forward to the start of the fight on the stage also saw the flaws of the young man after watching the battle for a long time.

The breath on the stage skyrocketed.

The cries outside the stage are deafening, wanting to frighten the people in the heavens and the people of the lower realm.