The mountain in the city where Longhutai is located is not very high, and there are steps built all the way, so it is not a waste of energy to run back and forth down the mountain. Tuchen picked up the wine gourd and looked at Mao Hu, who was already snoring, and shook his head helplessly: "Thank you for your 'good luck', I'll help you fight this pot of wine." Then he got up and walked down the mountain.

As soon as he had walked a few steps, there was a sound of rutting, and Tuchen saw that many Linggu disciples were pushing more than ten tricycles with large wooden barrels from the bottom of the mountain in an orderly manner. After reaching the top of the mountain, the vehicle splits into two paths, one to the three-story high staircase in the distance, and the other to a clearing on the right side of Longhu Terrace. Several tables and chairs had been set up in advance in that open space, and after the wooden cart stopped, the Linggu disciples opened the wooden barrel and placed the prepared dishes and drinks on the table. For a while, the fragrance was everywhere, and many people stretched out their noses and swallowed saliva.

After the Linggu disciples finished placing all the food, Yu Danfan walked into the ring and hugged his fists to the crowd around him: "Everyone, noon has arrived, and the selection will be suspended for the time being." Since we are here as guests of Linggu, we have specially prepared excellent food and drinks, so please take care of yourself. An hour later, the selection continues!"

Before the words fell, the snoring of the hairy beard on the feldspar stopped abruptly, and suddenly his eyes widened: "What's the matter? It's time to eat!?

Tuchen was taken aback and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's late...... It's too late, but it's gone!" said Mao Hu ran faster, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the front and found an empty table to sit down, looking at the wine and food on the table, licking his tongue and licking his beard, and his saliva was about to flow out......

Seeing this, Tuchen had a black line on his face, sat opposite and put the wine gourd on the table: "It just so happens that I don't have to go down the mountain to make wine, and the gourd will be returned to you." ”

Although Mao Hu's state was exaggerated, he was telling the truth, but in the blink of an eye, the crowd that was originally standing around Longhu Terrace poured over like a tide, and the dining venue that had been cold and silent before instantly became lively. When the slower foot force rushed over, there were indeed no empty tables, so they had to turn around and go to the bottom of the mountain to find another place.

Although Mo Wenyu's foot strength was not slow, he was not willing to drop the Mo family's young master's frame in order to grab such a meal, so he deliberately followed the back of the crowd slowly. Although Mo Erha was anxious in his eyes, he had no choice but to join him with a black face.

When he got closer, he saw that there were no empty seats, and Mo Erha's face darkened: "Brother Mo, I didn't say you, you can still practice physical arts at this speed, and now that there is no table, I am still hungry ...... my stomach."

"What's the hurry. Mo Wenyu glanced at the gobbling up of the crowd, with a look of disdain: "It's better if there is no table, how can I eat these coarse tea and light rice with my dignified young master of the Mo family." Let's go, Master Ben will take you to the restaurant at the foot of the mountain!"

Mao Hu waved his hand after hearing this, puffed out his cheeks and said: "Okay, okay, it's only an hour in total, how can there be time to eat at this time." Don't hold the young master's shelf, I'm still my young master, sit down and eat together. As he spoke, he moved his ass to the side to make way for a vacant lot.

But although the words are 'sit down and eat together', in fact, the menu of a table of meals is that Mao Hu himself has eaten seven or eight percent, except for Mo Erha who also ate a steamed bun, Tuchen and Mo Wenyu simply ate a few bites of food.

Soon an hour passed, and everyone returned to the surroundings of Dragon and Tiger Terrace after a storm, and the selection continued.

Originally, Tuchen thought that more than 1,700 people would fight in pairs like this, and it would be difficult to complete the first order in three or five days. But after waiting for half a day, he suddenly found that the promotion and elimination speed of the first order was much faster than he imagined. Some masters can defeat their opponents and win in three or five moves after taking the stage, and the longest time is no more than ten moves. In just half a day, most of the bamboo sticks in the barrel were gone, and they became a little empty.

As time went on, the people watching and preparing for the battle were a little drowsy, except for the row of Spirit Valley elders sitting on the three-story high steps, everyone else almost didn't bother to raise their necks and look at the ring again.

Until the sun began to set in the west, Yu Danfan took out two bamboo sticks as usual and announced loudly: "One hundred and twenty-one, three hundred and forty-two, please go to the ring." Before he finished speaking, an afterimage suddenly lit up beside him. Then the afterimage gradually turned into a physical object, and a man in a gray robe with a folding fan in his hand appeared on the stage. The whole process was silent, and even Yu Danfan didn't notice it at all!

"Liu Rupeng! It's Liu Rupeng!"

I don't know who shouted, and the originally dazed crowd instantly boiled, and all eyes looked at the gray-robed man in the ring. There was incredulity and disbelief in those eyes, but more panic and fear!

Mo Erha glanced up and stood up with a swish: "Eh!?Isn't this the one who rode the horse, where are all his followers?"

Tuchen squinted his eyes and looked closely, and sure enough, he found that the person standing on the stage was the indifferent man on horseback that he and Mo Erha met on the way to Liaodu a few days ago, and the four subordinates with him were standing in a row at the back of the crowd at the moment, and their expressions were also very indifferent.

Walking in and taking a closer look, some discussions in the crowd also got into the ears:

"It seems that the rumors are true, and he really came!"

"I don't know who is so unlucky, I met him at the first order. But that's fine, at least the next people who run for the first rank don't have to worry. ”

"What's the use of that, after the first order, there are still second, third, fourth, and fifth orders behind, and if you can't keep it, the first order will go away, and bad luck will really meet. Forget it, leave it to fate......"

Finding that there were already people around him, Yu Danfan was also a little surprised, but then regained his composure: "Two hundred and thirty-four has arrived, one hundred and twenty-one ......" As soon as he was halfway through the words, he saw a hideous-looking man who was dejectedly pushing aside the crowd and shouting as he walked towards the exit of the mountain: "Don't shout three times, it's bad luck for Lao Tzu, I abstained, and I'll come back next year!"

After the shouting, the big man walking on the road down the mountain still had a blue face and whispered: "Damn, I met a ruthless character at the first order, it's really unlucky, bah......"

Dahan's reaction seemed to be expected by everyone, and no one except Mo Erha and Tuchen was shocked. Yu Danfan sighed lightly and announced that Liu Rupeng had won and continued to the next round of selection.

During the whole process, Tuchen kept staring at Liu Rupeng, but Liu Rupeng's facial expression did not change at all, and he couldn't see any joy, anger and sorrow. In front of everyone in the audience, in addition to disdain or disdain in his eyes, it felt as if he was facing a group of ants.

After announcing the promotion, Liu Rupeng's figure suddenly blurred, and then the afterimage flashed in front of the four entourages more than 100 meters away, and left the Dragon Tiger Platform without looking back under the gaze of everyone.

Mo Erha sat back on the stone and scratched the back of his head: "Who is that person, who can make people abstain directly?

"You don't even know this, the eldest son of the Liu family, don't look at his young age, extremely high martial arts, and he has a good weapon!" Wiping the saliva sprayed on his beard, Mao Hu continued: "He also came to last year's selection competition, and was finally disqualified because he killed his opponent. ”

Tuchen frowned: "Isn't this situation very common, people continue to die today, why was he disqualified?"

Asked this, Mao Hu, who was originally lying sideways, suddenly sat up, leaned forward and continued: "It is indeed normal to die in a martial arts competition, and his disqualification is not because he killed his opponent, but because the way he killed his opponent was too cruel! In short, listen to my advice, if you are unlucky enough to meet him in the next few steps, you must give up as soon as possible like the benevolent brother just now, otherwise you won't know how to die!"

In the interval between several people chatting, no one noticed that Mo Wenyu next to him looked at the backs of the five people who came down the mountain, his eyes showed a rare sharpness, and he was silent for a long time, and moved his lips slightly: "Liu Rupeng, you didn't expect it, I would come......"