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The sky is beautiful, the sky is sunny, the blue sky is like washing, and the warm sun is like spring, sweeping away the depression that is pressing on people's hearts.

In the streets and alleys, the children who were running and were about to be panicked, chasing each other frantically, building snowmen and having snowball fights, finally, injected vitality into Xiaoxiao's cold winter. This day is the opening day of the annual martial arts competition.

Here, I have to explain.

Fuso Kyushu, since the general who holds the largest real power in the country, there are many officials with the title of daimyo, as if a figure like Takeda-sama is only an agent representing a certain region, that is to say, the martial arts competition here of Takeda-sama is only a matter of his territorial control, not the family-affiliated samurai of the whole country come to him to compete.

In a word, it's a regional race.

Although it is regional, it is also recognized by the government.

Of course, there are also people who want to go one step further and climb to a higher status, that is, the national finals once every decade, and the top three winners are crowned with the reputation of martial saints.

As for what a martial saint is and what kind of treatment he will receive, this is a digression, so stop there.

Let's say that early this morning, the Nishimura White Wolf and Ikawa Bend, who had been bedridden for many days, were like naughty bear children, and they didn't do anything to persuade them, so they had to make noise to watch the event, even if they couldn't move around normally, they had to climb to the daimyo's mansion.

Everyone was helpless, and in the end, perhaps Miss Zhizi was in a good mood, and actually made two temporary chairs with wheels under her feet to slide, and carried the two of them into the car and off the car like an uncle.

When they arrived at the Daimyo's mansion, it was black and crowded.

It turned out that the crowd here was not only a gathering of people from dozens of families, but also a crowd of people who ate melons.

It is also said that such a grand event is undoubtedly an opportunity for the samurai to raise their eyebrows, show their skills, and turn over to be the masters.

In order to meet the needs of the masses and give them a visual feast, Lord Takeda taught people to build a three-zhang ring on the front yard three days ago. On the ring, on the rostrum, there were five people sitting upright.

The person in the middle is our great and respected Takeda-sama.

On the left side of it are two middle-aged men in black robes who are very energetic, respectively officers from the military department, Lord Kato Tensheng and Yoshikawa Hayashiki.

The two old men who live to the right of Lord Takeda are the local martial arts masters Miyazawa Toshiki and Takeo Kamikawa.

According to the rules of the game, oh no, it is the rules of the competition, except for some families who know that their strength is not enough to avoid being embarrassed and abstain from the competition, there are ten families who finally participate, and each family has two players, which is twenty people.

The twenty people participating in the competition are actually ten groups of people. After a fair and open lottery classification, two teams are divided into two teams to each side of the ring, waiting for the draw to play again. So the twenty men were divided into two teams.

When everyone sat down in their seats, the team of classmates Meng couldn't help but scold: "Baga, how can you fight this, the powerful ones are over there!"

Classmate Dream looked at the other side, uh, it's true, Mrs. Hasegawa Ruyi, Young Master Yamaguchi Hengichi, Young Master Oda Naiko, etc., some powerful characters in the eyes of everyone are on that team, that is to say, they are easy to fight against these powerful characters under the random draw, and in minutes, they will not even have the chance to get lucky to pass the preliminary round, and they will be eliminated.

Classmate Meng's gaze quickly swept over the ten people on the opposite side one by one, and finally his eyes froze, stopping at a young man in a light gray robe.

The young man in the pale gray robe seemed to feel something, raised his handsome face, looked at Classmate Meng, the corners of his mouth curled, and smiled, as if there was a kind of sarcasm that exposed the magician's tricks.

Classmate Meng also smiled slightly, as if to say to the other party: Brother, if you see through it, forget it, the so-called gentleman does not expose people's shortcomings, everyone makes do with it, and everyone is happy.

However, in the eyes of the pale gray robe, the irony was rich, and the stinky appearance seemed to be sorry for the toiling masses if he did not make some hidden secrets public, and it was his life's most sacred mission to expose evil.

Meng sighed secretly, in this world, it seems, there is always such a type of people, who are proud of exposing people's shortcomings, kidnapping morality at the same time, thus flaunting their nobility of benevolence and righteousness. In fact, the darkness in their hearts is so filthy.

A man beside Sakai Ande couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice: "'Four Peerless Sons' Fujido Haoyue, oh my God, it's him!"

Another person said: "It's really, it's over, it's over, what are you going to fight, just go back to sleep." ”

One said: "Hey, how could Young Master Haoyue be in the Buchuan family, I didn't seem to see him a few days ago." ”

One person sneered and said: "The Fuchuan family is a small family, so naturally it is impossible to accommodate the great god of Young Master Haoyue, otherwise, with Young Master Haoyue alone, the Fuchuan family can be squeezed into the four major families." ”

"That's right. Xu Yes, Young Master Haoyue is tired of playing, and it is not impossible to take a martial artist as a pastime and have a good time. ”

"Alas, with Young Master Haoyue here, what hope do we have? We are two people, this time Chun Xiao is playing with others, I just hope that they won't abuse us too much, and save some face." ”

Sakai Antoku was beside Classmate Yume, and said softly: "Big brother, that person just now is Fujido Hirozuki, who has traveled around the rivers and lakes, has a wide reputation, and his martial arts skills are not under Ichiro Okada, the chief instructor of the Iga faction. ”

Classmate Meng nodded slightly and said, "Got it, are you sure to defeat him?"

Sakai Ande shook his head and said, "Although I have never been presumptuous, I really don't have the slightest chance of winning against Young Master Haoyue. ”

Meng said softly: "Brother, I know, your background is good, the reason why you are attached to the Beishang family is to attack Wuzun." It doesn't matter, I'm here, big brother, and I'll clear all your obstacles. ”

Sakai Antoku's heart warmed, and he said in a low voice: "Thank you, big brother." It's just that you must not underestimate this Young Master Haoyue, he is indeed not comparable to Mrs. Yi or Young Master Hengyi. ”

Meng said lightly: "Well, I can see that he is indeed extraordinary." ”

Everyone on the stage found that Young Master Haoyue, who had been wandering the rivers and lakes, had different discussions, but the audience was no exception.

In order to entertain the public and mobilize the atmosphere to the extreme, the old housekeeper of the Daimyo Mansion, Takeda Shinto, personally C the market and set up a betting market.

Popular, like Young Master Haoyue, Mrs. Ruyi, Young Master Hengyi, Young Master Naigong and others, their odds are naturally lower, and the lowest odds are Young Master Haoyue, the three of them, at least one to one, and his odds are only fifty percent, that is to say, he won, the person who bought his bet, in addition to returning the principal, only added half of the principal.

However, even if it is so biased and fair, it is still flocking to it, and people's optimism about Young Master Haoyue is as crazy as going crazy. Even some aunts and aunts who sell melon seeds flipped their pockets and bet on their male god, Young Master Haoyue.

If our dream classmate saw the odds under his name, he would probably vomit five liters of blood.

Although his odds are not the highest among the twenty, they are thirty times or even fifty times higher than some familiar people who have no hope of winning, but they are also 20 times higher than the odds of 15 times of Sakai Antoku!

The higher the odds, the lower the expectations of others.

Even Miss Edako couldn't help but laugh when she looked at this paytable.

Only the Nishimura White Wolf and Ikawa almost fainted, and they wanted to add gas to the boss and bet on the boss, but when they felt the empty pockets, they had to stare at those who bet with great resentment.

The fairy was not only not angry, but excited, and immediately took out a silver ticket and handed it to the old comrade Takeda Shinto, the old comrade took it and glanced at it, good guy, it was five hundred taels of silver tickets, and couldn't help but be slightly shocked, looked up at the fairy, and said, "I don't know whose note the fairy presses?"

The fairy said, "Mr. Dream." ”

Takeda Zhenden was stunned again, and then, he quickly understood, people come together, who will help if they don't help themselves?

He nodded and said, "Okay, let's make a note of the old decay." ”

The old comrade's gaze wandered, moved to Miss Zhizi's body, and smiled: "Miss Zhizi, aren't you not happy?"

Miss Zhizi showed a look that seemed to be very entangled, and said, "I also want to support my family, but I am a businessman, so I am more pragmatic......"

The old comrade said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, there are a lot of people here, the bets are not their own people, gambling, isn't it just trying to win money, this is reality, no one laughs at the opponent to cheer up." ”

"That's right," said Miss Zhizi, "in that case, I'll give Young Master Haoyue a hundred taels of silver." ”

The old comrade smiled and said, "Okay, the old decay will be recorded." ”

The white wolf of the West Village suddenly said, "I wonder if Miss Zhizi has borrowed some money?"

Miss Zhizi said: "Whose are you going to be, how much is it, I'll give you a cushion first." ”

The white wolf of the West Village said: "Bet on Mr. Dream, ten taels of silver." ”

Ikawa bent and immediately said, "Me too." ”

Miss Zhizi was slightly stunned and said, "You ......"

Takeda Shinden smiled: "In this way, the two of them owe the betting money first, and it will be settled after the event is over." ”

Nishimura White Wolf and Ikawa bent in unison and said, "Thank you." ”

Miss Kodeko looked uncomfortable, feeling as if she had betrayed herself, and stepped back in a huffing silence. (To be continued.) )