Duan Heng and Ouyang Jin are all in a regular and proper way of their own boxing, and on weekdays, the master has also used the moves of other sects to dismantle them. The onlookers saw that the two men couldn't beat a weak woman, and they couldn't help but boo.Duan Heng was annoyed, so he stepped up his attack, and a big flaw was revealed in his chest without paying attention. The woman in the yellow shirt was quick with her eyes, and swept her leg straight towards Duan Hengxin's mouth.

Seeing that something was wrong, Zilong hurriedly stomped on the ground with one foot, flew forward and took this move, even if he fought with her.

Ouyang Jin hurriedly caught it and found that it was fake, but Duan Heng had already understood it, and shouted, "Hand over the invitation!"

The woman sneered, turned around and said, "Here you go!" Another Yang, only to see a cloud of yellow smoke thrown out of her sleeve, right in the middle of Duan Heng.

Duan Heng fell to the ground with a scream, and said in pain: "My eyes!"

Zilong and the others hurried over to help him, and then looked at the woman, who had gone up the mountain.

Duan Heng's eyes were painful, and he couldn't help but scream. Ouyang Jin felt a great pain in his heart and said, "This female thief, I will definitely kill her!"

Zilong said: "Let's go to the tea shop to clean it, don't ......" I couldn't help but say it in my heart, Ouyang Jin already understood what he meant, and he was afraid that the poisonous smoke of the female thief would blind Duan Heng's eyes.

At that moment, the three of them came to the tea shop, took the water, Duan Heng carefully rubbed and washed it for a long time, and then said slowly: "Hey, it doesn't hurt very much!"

Zilong and Ouyang were relieved in their hearts, and overheard Duan Heng say: "Ah, I can't see it!"

The two were shocked, afraid of this, but they came. Duan Heng was like crazy, "I can't see it, here, here, why is it dark?"

Ouyang Jin grabbed him and said loudly, "Brother Duan, don't panic!"

Duan Heng was drunk by him before he calmed down, but he was blind, and he couldn't help but lie on the table and cry in a low voice. Zilong couldn't bear it in his heart, and said: "This matter still has to fall on that female thief, let's go to Shaolin Temple and force her to hand over the antidote!"

"That's right!" Ouyang Jin said: "What Brother Xu said is reasonable!

Ouyang Jin took out the invitation from his arms and said to Zilong: "Brother Xu, only one person can enter an invitation." Brother Duan doesn't need to say it, I don't think I'm the opponent of the female thief, and I will be humiliated in vain if I go in! Of the three of us, only you can beat her, you take this invitation to Shaolin Temple and grab the antidote! Brother Duan, do you think it's okay?"

Duan Heng nodded slowly and said, "There is Brother Lao Xu!"

Seeing that the two of them trusted him so much, Zilong couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, thinking that there was no other way, so he said: "Okay! Brother Ouyang, you take care of Brother Duan here, I will definitely grab the antidote and teach the female thief a hard lesson!"

After that, he picked up the invitation and said to Duan Heng: "Brother Duan, you wait for me!" and strode towards the direction of Shaolin Temple.

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Zilong came to the temple, walked slowly with the crowd in the direction of the martial arts field, looked around, saw that the Shaolin Temple really lived up to its name, the pine was vigorous, the ancient cypress was lush, the main hall was hidden in the meantime, solemn and solemn. Now seeing this situation, although I don't know what the purpose of these many halls are, Zilong can't help but feel agitated. Zilong was suspicious, and hurriedly squeezed into the crowd to take a closer look, only then did he understand that the young hero's martial arts competition was not the ordinary appearance of the ring, but a half-person-high wooden platform was piled up in the flat ground, and four wooden stakes were planted at the four corners, and various colored flags were inserted as rudder piles, and the vermilion lacquer was counted as the boundary. There is a high platform in the north of the three rings, the flag is displayed above the platform, and more than a dozen middle-aged yellow-robed monks stand on both sides, all of them are standing with their hands down, and their spirit is lofty. Zilong was wondering what these monks were doing when they were gathered in one place and didn't know what to do, when suddenly his eyes lit up, and he saw a figure in the crowd suddenly flashing by, very familiar. The woman seemed to be very satisfied when she saw him like this, smiled at him again, turned around and got into the crowd, and suddenly disappeared without a trace. Zilong knew that she was very good, and there were people gathered nearby, and he wanted to look for her again, but he was afraid that he would be more than the sky.

At this moment, suddenly heard the noise of people, everyone showed joy on their faces, clapped their hands and applauded. Zilong secretly thought that this is not the beginning of the martial arts competition? Why did he call it up? Hurriedly followed everyone's gaze and looked. Zilong knew that this inconspicuous old monk was the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and he knew from Ouyang Jin and Duan Heng that this person was extraordinary, but he didn't expect that the real person was even more extraordinary.

Master Wuxian stood in the middle of the high platform, swept the audience with a smile on his face, folded his hands, and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!" Since ancient times, heroes have come out of youth, and this conference is to give those young talents a chance to emerge. All sects and factions should take this as an opportunity to learn from each other. In the ring, the winner should take it as an encouragement and guard against arrogance and rashness; the loser should be more introspective and work hard. Zilong secretly thought that this Shaolin abbot was really good, and he could intimidate thousands of people with just his voice, if he started to dismantle the tricks with him one day, I was afraid that he would be able to down in one breath! Since Zilong got along with Brother Kou and Qu Yu's sister-in-law, every time he saw a strong martial artist, he imagined what it would be like to dismantle hundreds of moves with him, and he didn't consider the disparity in identity and strength between the two sides. Master Wuxian slowly walked off the stage, and there were many applause and cheers from the crowd. This person's legal name is Juehui, and he is not smiling, but his martial arts cultivation is outstanding among his peers, and he is even appreciated by the abbot. Zilong squeezed into the crowd and came to the easternmost corner of the ring, and saw a gray-clothed little novice holding a thin basket in one hand and a red pen in the other, and recorded the names of the contestants' sects clearly. ”

Thinking about it, he walked up, casually fabricated a free faction to sign up, drew a lot, and handed it to the gray-clothed novice.Looking back, he saw that everyone in the audience was staring at him with envious eyes, just thinking that he was an outstanding disciple of a famous faction, and the sound of criticism was suddenly endless.Zilong felt very embarrassed, and hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd, hid in the corner of the ring, stabilized his mind, and thought about the first nine styles of the Wuji Sword Technique one by one.

After another moment, the draw was completed, the bell rang, and the game officially began. Only on top of this Yin ring, only one person stands, but it is Xiao Jianfeng, the representative of the Kunlun faction, this person is less than twenty, but he is born with eyebrows like flying sideburns, a steel mane, looking very powerful, standing in the center of the ring at this time, he can't help but be full of joy, just as the opponent saw his own chills, and he had already fled from the battle. At this time, Zilong was engrossed in recalling the moves and styles in the Wuji Sword Technique. For fear of some omissions, he began to think backwards from the eighth style. Thinking about it again, I don't care so much, let's continue to silently follow my swordsmanship.I don't think much about it at the moment, and my mind is full of Huo Huo's sword shadow of Wuji's swordsmanship.The little novice shouted anxiously, and said: "Xu Zilong of the free faction! But did you abstain from the right and leave!" This sound was really like a thunderbolt, Zilong's head was buzzing. Xiao Jianfeng saw that a young man suddenly came, and saw that his appearance was quite dignified, and his aura was also magnificent, but his face was full of sweat, and his eyes were flustered. Zilong was afraid that the little novice would cancel his qualification if his lips touched, wouldn't it be in vain to waste himself and Duan Heng and Ouyang Jin's hard work for several days. The little novice smiled indifferently when he heard this, and said: "People have three urgencies, and the gods can't avoid it.