At noon, on the large-scale martial arts arena in the northwest urban area of the county, a martial arts competition called "Wheel Guarding Battle" is going on, and there are thousands of people, which is extremely hot and lively.

The rules of the "Wheel Guard" competition are simple: the organizer must be one of the top ten gangs in Pingzhou to be eligible, and the participants must include at least five top ten gangs. The candidates for the tournament are divided into defenders and challengers.

The defender must be a master recognized by the top ten gangs in Pingzhou to be qualified to put this kind of ring. And the challenger cannot be indiscriminately filled, and must be a well-known player in the rivers and lakes to be qualified to come to power.

The defender must defend himself against the onslaught of the challengers from under the ring. For every ten challengers, for one round. As long as someone challenges him, the champion must fight regardless of the situation, and bear his own life and death, otherwise he will take the initiative to admit defeat.

It is precisely because of the unpredictability and cruelty of the wheel guard war that once the defense is successful, it will bring extremely high prestige to the defenders.

Of course, there is an age limit for this defensive battle, which is divided into four stages: the youth ring under 20 years old, the youth ring between 21 and 30 years old, the prime of life ring between 31 and 50 years old, and the elderly ring over 51 years old.

On the rivers and lakes of Pingzhou, every battle of wheel guarding will attract great attention.

In the past few decades, there has been a wheel guard war that caused a sensation in Pingzhou. Tie Yuyang, a core disciple of the Huoyun Gang, the first major gang of the top ten gangs in Pingzhou, held as many as eleven rounds of wheel ring battles when he was only thirty years old, and defeated 119 Jianghu masters under the age of 30 in a row within three days without sleep, and then retired from the ring because of exhaustion. In the past 100 years, this is the first time that someone has broken through the eleven round mark, and at that time he was known as the peerless master of the young generation of Pingzhou Jianghu, and his reputation was unparalleled for a while. It was because of this record that Tie Yuyang successfully took over the position of the leader of the Huoyun Gang later.

In the wheel battle ring of the martial arts arena in Zhuqi County, at this moment, there is a handsome young master in white who is about twenty-six or seventeen years old, and he has challenged all the young masters in the martial arts arena to challenge the wheel guarding battle, and has defeated seventeen famous young masters one after another, and his prestige is greatly boosted for a while.

"Okay, great, it's too powerful, hit, keep beating me hard!"

"Senior Brother Ma Yu, you must hold on, this is the seventeenth, play three more, and you will pass the second round. ”

"Whoever is going to knock that arrogant boy out of the ring for me, I must not let him pass the second round!"

The many spectators under the ring were extremely excited and shouted excitedly. Many of them were jealous and envious, eager to jump on the stage to challenge, drive the majestic young man in white out of the ring, and show their strength in the ring. However, he was afraid of the martial arts of the young man in white, but he did not dare to act rashly, lest he fail to provoke and be seriously injured. They secretly thought that they would wait for more people to go up to consume the physical strength of the young man in white and the true qi of the inner family, and then they would go up to the door again. There are more people who think like this, and even fewer people go to the ring to compete.

Ma Yu, a young man in white, waited in the ring for a while, and saw that no one dared to come up to fight for a long time, but he was impatient, his proud eyes swept over the entire martial arts arena, and shouted loudly: "My Ma Yu is just an ordinary disciple of the Treasure Gang who is not very famous, and no one dares to fight, could it be that the Pingzhou Gang is no longer empty, let my Treasure Gang dominate the rivers and lakes of Pingzhou?!"

There was an immediate burst of cheering boos from under the ring.

"Boy, don't be arrogant, wait for your grandfather and my Sanxing County Black Tiger Gang disciple Fan Dachong to teach you a lesson!", a swarthy young man wearing a green satin coat, carrying a big single knife, glared angrily, shouted, jumped into the ring one foot high, and the big knife in his hand danced into several cold lights, slashing towards Ma Yu.

Ma Yu didn't talk nonsense, and as soon as he stepped down, he instantly deceived himself in front of the dark man, and slapped his palm on the dark man's chest.

The swarthy man's face was full of astonishment, and he only felt as if his chest had been hit by a hot iron, and he screamed, spurted blood, and rolled down the ring, overwhelming the crowd in the audience.

"Eighteen, eighteenth, two left, go on!"

Immediately there were good deeds cheering aloud.

The spectators under the ring were shocked, and the swarthy man's chest was scorched, obviously seriously injured by the scorching sun palm, and the injury was so serious that it made people palpitate. This wheel guard battle is a severe test for the defenders, and it is also extremely dangerous for the challengers.

"Hmph, such third-rate goods dare to come to death. I don't want someone to point at the bridge of my nose in the future, saying that I, Ma Yu, am relying on defeating some third-rate goods to make up the number to win this ring. ”

Ma Yu closed his palm, snorted coldly, and said some heroic words to everyone in the ring. His eyes glanced at the law enforcement team of the Medicine Picking Hall a few times, as if he wanted to find a disciple of the Medicine King Gang to compete.

At this time, Ye Qin was carrying two large wooden barrels of clear water, came to a large pergola in the martial arts arena, and poured water into ten large water tanks for the law enforcement disciples of the Medicine Harvesting Hall and some people in the rivers and lakes to drink. As a low-level disciple who was assigned to do miscellaneous work in the Medicine Picking Hall, the miscellaneous task he was assigned today was to fill the ten large water tanks in this pergola, which was enough for the disciples in the hall to drink.

Hearing the words of Ma Yu, who was standing in the ring with an incomparable majesty, Ye Qin shook his head with a smile. This Ma Yu is not ordinary arrogance, I don't know how many rounds of the war can last. He poured the water from the large wooden bucket into the water tank, and then left the martial arts arena with the empty bucket.

The members of the law enforcement team who were in charge of maintaining order in the medicine collection hall shouted happily when they saw Ye Qin carrying water, took a wooden bowl and ran to fill the water.

"The water is coming, the water is coming, brothers, everyone drink water. ”

"Senior Brother Xie Yun, you drink a bowl first. ”

Several law enforcement disciples gave Xie Yun a bowl first, and served it respectfully.

Xie Yun held his sword in both hands, and was standing in the pergola looking coldly at Ma Yu in the ring, several law enforcement disciples brought him water, and he nodded slightly. At this time, he accidentally caught a glimpse of Ye Qin's busy back pouring water, and it seemed to have a slightly familiar feeling, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Two months ago, the back of the mysterious master in the woods had brought him great shame, and the back of the unhurried away was too impressive to him. In order to find this mysterious master in the hall, he spent more than a month, but to no avail, and only recently gradually gave up the idea of continuing to search. But seeing Ye Qin's back shadow suddenly made him stunned.

Xie Yun thought about it carefully, compared the backs of the two, and felt that it was very similar. But he shook his head self-deprecatingly, how could such a master be a low-level disciple in the hall?