"Before the competition begins, as the martial arts supreme and the organizer of this event, it is necessary to explain the rules and systems of this competition to everyone. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Ling Feng got up from his seat, picked up a scroll of papers on the side of the table, and unfolded it between his hands. "First, life and death have their own destiny, and those who compete in the ring must not deliberately seek revenge and revenge, and relatives and friends in the audience must not seek revenge for those who died on the stage. Second, in the competition of rivers and lakes, all 36 kinds of weapons can be used, including hidden weapons. But if you send poison and medicine, anyone who poisons the weapon will be out immediately. I will also issue a notice to inform the world of this person's evil behavior, so that he will never have a day of integrity in the rivers and lakes. Third, even though all the heroes have their own skills, but the size of my Supreme Garden is limited, so the competition adopts an elimination system. The winner of a single game directly advances to the next round, rather than a wheel battle. Until the winner of each group in the end, it is the person that my martial arts supreme needs. ”

"Huh!" After reading out, Ling Feng pulled his right hand, and the scroll of documents in his hand was withdrawn again. "If you have any doubts about this rule, please raise it as soon as possible, so as not to know how you died when you get into this ring later!" Ling Feng walked to the edge of the ring, looked at the heroes of the rivers and lakes at the long table, and asked their opinions.

"Supreme, I have a bit of an opinion. A man stood at the long table, and saw that this person had a thief's eyebrows, and every movement between his words was extremely frivolous.

"Please speak!" There are all kinds of people in the rivers and lakes, and Ling Feng has long been accustomed to it. As long as he is talented, no matter which path he is on, Ling Feng is willing to give him a chance. Ling Feng took another small step on the edge of the ring and said loudly.

"As the saying goes, three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion. It's not that friends in the same line of work can all talk about martial arts, and only by comparing with peers can they show their truest strength. The man said.

"Of course, I have considered this, for some special skills in the rivers and lakes, I have already set up another venue outside the ring to study, and now this ring is just for the martial arts friends to compete, and friends from other walks can take a break temporarily. ”

"It seems that everything has been arranged in place, then the old man, I am willing to be the first person in martial arts to compete on stage......

"Bang, bang, bang......" At the long table, an old man in a gray cloth coat with a long beard jumped up, quickly stepped a few steps in the air with his feet, and stood firmly in the ring in the blink of an eye.

"The old man of the rivers and lakes is here, which hero is willing to try it out with him. "In the middle of the ring, there is an old man with both hands clenched into fists, looking very polite.

"I'm coming!"

"Bang, ......" There is a heroic man stepping forward.

"It turned out to be a masked sword hero!" Old Man You subconsciously took a step back, his hands straight and close to his waist.

"Heroes don't dare to be, in front of their seniors, I'm just a junior who loves to and dance swords with a masked face. However, the hero's 'serpentine trick' stunt made the younger generation really admire it, and when he fought later, he hoped that the seniors would show mercy. He said more politely than anyone else, but he held the flute in his left hand and the sword in his right hand, and put on a fighting posture early, and the masked flute sword was bound to take down the old man in front of him in one fell swoop.

"Offended, Ranger ......!" his left hand bent his elbow, blocked in front of him with a horizontal flute, and stretched out his sword with his right hand to attack the old man in front of him. This defensive and offensive posture seems to have no flaws, coupled with my good kung fu, the masked Xiao Jian rushed to the old man You with a fierce momentum.

The competition in the ring has begun, and at this time, the heroes sitting at the long table can no longer sit still, and many of them have walked from the side of the long table and stood up, like ducks with their necks lifted, watching the movement in the ring. And the sword-washing scholar still had his eyes closed, as if he didn't care much about anything. Innocent and innocent did not take his eyes off the two people around him from beginning to end, as long as the old and young people made any movement, innocent and innocent had to make corresponding moves. Even the old woman's inadvertent cough would scare the innocent into screaming. The old man and the young were also not interested in the competition in the ring, although their eyes were on the ring, but they stared at Ling Feng. At the long table, there were still 4 people sitting, and they were also as calm as scholars washing swords. Because some of the people who stood up blocked their view, they simply closed their eyes and didn't look at them.

The sword on the stage was already attacking in front of him, but Old Man You squinted his eyes and smiled, standing still in place. As the so-called "change should not change", Old Man You's calmness made the masked Xiao Jian not know how to make a move, but he just held the sword in his right hand and rushed directly to kill.

"Huh!" Xiao Jian struck out, and Old Man You suddenly raised his right hand to meet the move. Looking at the palm without any tricks, everyone thought that Old Man You's palm must be pierced by a sword.

"Smack!" masked Xiao Jian slammed his chest, and the delicate bamboo flute defending in front of his chest was already interrupted by the strong palm force, and Xiao Jian himself was knocked to the ground on the edge of the ring. With a sigh of resentment in his heart, he spat out a mouthful of blood under the ring. If Old Man You had a little more palm power, this masked sword would either be killed with one palm, or it would be knocked out of the ring with one palm. Either way, the Masked Sword will be eliminated from the tournament. However, Old Man You did not do this.

"Smack!" the masked sword slapped his palm, and the whole person turned sideways and rose from the edge of the ring. One hand covered his stuffy chest, and the other held a sword.

"The serpentine hand is indeed as fast as lightning and as fierce as a python. I struck it out with a palm, but I was injured. Thank you for the mercy of your subordinates just now......" After wiping the blood debt from the corner of his mouth, the masked sword was held in front of him with both hands, and his eyes converged on Old Man You.

"A glance!" Suddenly, the masked Xiao Sword flashed left and right with extremely fast steps, attacking the old man You. This speed was so fast that the heroes of the rivers and lakes watching from the sidelines couldn't tell the specific actions of Xiao Jian. Old Man You's eyes widened, his face was full of nervousness in an instant, and he didn't know if he had seen the opponent's attack route clearly, so he sprinted forward with both hands violently.

"Whew!" a shrill voice resounded through the sky.

"What's that?!, so dazzling!" like a bolt of lightning struck the ring, and everyone was blinded by the dazzling light. The light quickly disappeared, and when everyone rubbed their eyes and looked at the ring with wide eyes again, Old Man You was already lying in the ring with wide eyes, and a silver sword pierced his body from the back, and beside Old Man You's corpse, the masked Xiao Jian stood panting...... (To be continued.) )