After Song Lianfeng left, He Yuelian cried silently, and Zhu Yushi and Ling Xue'er were more than comforted. Luo Tianchu said: "You have to be careful, the surname Song is not a joke when he says revenge, it is estimated that he can do anything." Zhu Yushi said in a deep voice: "Let him come, he insulted Yuelian like that, I was about to find him to reason." Luo Tianchu said: "If you have a real knife and a real gun, you are not afraid of him, but what you are afraid of is that he has a knife in his back." He Yuelian said: "I am the master's daughter, and I don't dare to do anything to me if I borrow his courage." Luo Tianchu said: "Anyway, be careful, let's go back too, it's about to be drawn." ”

The three of them went out of the teahouse and sent He Yuelian back to the pavilion first. Luo Tian looked worried when he first saw Zhu Yu, and said: "Your dream has come true, why don't you like it and worry about it?" Zhu Yushi sighed: "The surname Song said those vicious words, I'm afraid that Yuelian will be sad and sad." Luo Tianchu laughed and said: "With this incident, Miss He also saw Song Lianfeng's personality, and it is not a bad thing, she is a chivalrous woman in the rivers and lakes, not as weak as you think, let's go." ”

When they returned to the pavilion, everyone was ready, except for Tie Ying and Cai Lianhua, who were still recuperating, the rest of them rushed to the Heroes Pavilion together. At this time, the Blood Knife Castle was already the focus of discussion in the rivers and lakes, and many people pointed at them and paid attention to them on the road, especially the few who performed well yesterday, Ling Junlai, Zhao Hengshan, Lu Fei, Jiang Feiyan, and Luo Tianchu were all topics of discussion.

After the defeat, the Jianghu guests all left the Hall of Heroes, and the redundant furnishings were removed from the hall, leaving only thirty-two pairs of mahogany tables and chairs, and as long as one of the members of the faction advanced to the competition, there was a table with the name plate of the faction, and other members of the faction could also accompany them. When the group from Blood Knife Fort arrived, most of the other sects had arrived, and Chu and Mrs. Yang also came to greet everyone. Chu Laike said with a smile: "I said that I wanted to invite Brother Ling to eat and drink, but I couldn't see each other two days ago, and after the lottery, we will find a place to get drunk and rest." Mrs. Yang agreed: "Even if you eat drunk, as long as you force the drink out, it won't affect tomorrow's game." Ling Junlai agreed with a smile. Chu Laike looked at Luo Tianchu and said, "You are Luo Tianchu?" Luo Tianchu hurriedly replied: "It's the junior." Chu Laike smiled: "Sure enough, the hero is a young man, I thought that the 'black and white ghosts' would definitely be able to advance, but I didn't expect the to be defeated by you, with your age, it is already very remarkable." Luo Tianchu said: "The city lord has a good reputation, and the younger generation is just lucky." The said lightly behind Chu Laike: "Winning is winning, there is no luck, I am convinced of losing." Chu Laike smiled: "Well said, that Lone Ming Sword can also be regarded as the master." Luo Tianchu stood up and thanked him.

At this time, the women of the Xiushui Palace came, and they were all as beautiful as fairies, but no one dared to look at them directly. After a while, Shaolin and other big factions came one after another, He Yuelian in the team always kept her head down, did not look at Zhu Yushi, and did not see Song Lianfeng, He Renjin had a calm face, and his expression was very unhappy.

The hall was quiet, no one was making loud noises, and after the heroes sat down, Gao Qingyi walked in with a team of golden soldiers, and Xu was also among them. Gao Qingyi hugged his fists to the group and said, "You are all masters of the masters, I hope you will make persistent efforts in the next four days of competition." The official will announce the list of shortlisted players, and then the draw will be held. After speaking, he took out a piece of silk paper and read aloud: "There are three Zen masters of the Shaolin School who are silent, lawless, and inorganic. Zhengyi faction Bai Qinghua, He Renjin two Taoist chiefs, Xiushui Palace master Ni Hongyan, Li Qingwan and Ji Wa. The lord of Huangsha City, Chu, is a guest, and he is white. The Lord of the Blood Knife Castle ordered Junlai, as well as Zhao Hengshan, Lu Fei, Jiang Feiyan, Gu Yao, Luo Tianchu, Zhu Yushi, Dongguo Wendao, Yan Weifeng, and Tie Ying. Dali Duan's Duan Changxiao. Liu Shaoqing, the owner of Sword Qi Villa. Dongting helps Mrs. Yang. The head of the Emei faction, Li Xiuzhi, and Lian Qingyue. The head of Huashan is ancient. Taishan head Gong Zhen. Wu Ting, the head of the Hengshan faction. Three-fingered Divine Monarch Ouyang Qun. Crescent Mountain hermit Ling Xudu. Liaodong visited Lu Baoren, and finally I was the first warrior of the Dajin Kingdom. After reading it, Xu also placed a red lacquered wooden box on the table in front of Gao Qingyi, the wooden box was well sealed, and there was a small hole on the upward side that was just enough to probe into. Gao Qingyi picked up the wooden box and shook it, making a rattling sound of pieces of paper, and said: "Your names are all here, and the order of the battle will be determined by the official drawing lots." As he spoke, he put his hand into the bucket, took out the note and read: "The first game will be played by Yan Weifeng of the Blood Knife Castle against ......" and then took out a note from the bucket and continued: "Fight against the Lord of the Blood Knife Castle Ling Jun. Yan Weifeng was eating tea nervously, thinking that he was lucky, the opponents in the preliminaries were not strong, and he hoped that good luck would come again, even if he won a game, but when he heard Ling Junlai's name, he squirted out the tea and sprayed it on Dongguo Wendao's face. Dong Guo wiped his face with a knife and scolded with a smile: "Grandma, your kid's luck is really good." Lu Fei smiled and sighed: "The first game is the infighting of his own people, the good thing is that Xiao Yan will not be injured, and the castle master can also advance smoothly." Gao Qingyi read out the notes one by one, Xu was still making notes on the side, the order of the battle was Li Xiuzhi vs. Duan Changxiao, Tie Ying vs. Liu Shaoqing, Zhu Yushi vs. Lu Baoren, Ni Hongyan vs. Gu Yao, Ling Xudu vs. Jiang Feiyan, Bai Qinghua vs. Wu Ting, Gong Zhen vs. Inorganic, Bai Sha vs. Wan Yanli, Wulu vs. Dongguo Wendao, Wuyin vs. Ji Wa, Lu Fei vs. Gu Fenggui, Yang Tai vs. Chu Laike, Ouyang Qun vs. Zhao Hengshan, Luo Tianchu vs. Li Qingwan, He Renjin vs. Lian Qingyue.

When Gao Qingyi finished reading, Xu also finished writing the match sheet and pasted it on the wall. Luo Tianchu thought about how could there be such a coincidence, in the first scene, he met Li Qingwan, who had just been offended, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the table in the Xiushui Palace, and met Li Qingwan's gaze, gave him a fierce look, and twisted his head to the side. Luo Tianchu suddenly felt a pain in his arm, and found that Ling Xue'er was secretly twisting him, he didn't dare to act rashly, quietly pulled his arm away, and said in a low voice: "What are you doing?" Ling Xue'er snorted: "Who do you see?

Gao Qingyi said: "The competition of the 32nd and 16th places each occupies one day, the top eight and top four competitions are completed in one day, and the finals occupy one day, a total of four days. The tournament starts at the same time, and the venue is the competition platform three miles outside the east gate, where there are tents for each faction to rest, and the referee calls for entry. At that time, the nobles of our Dajin Kingdom will also go to watch the battle, don't walk around and poke any baskets. I wish you all the best tomorrow. ”

The next wine and food were more sumptuous, but the heroes were in a hurry to go to the martial arts arena to step on something, and after eating hastily, they went to the east gate. Bloody Knife Fort, Huangsha City, Dongting Gang nearly twenty people walked together, walked along the official road outside the east gate for a while, and saw a wide stone platform set up on the open ground in front of them, more than one zhang high, which can accommodate hundreds of people. The snow has stopped, dozens of Han slaves are sprinkling salt on the table, colorful flags are fluttering around, dozens of large tents are built around the platform, and a circle of wooden stakes is set up around the perimeter, which is stopped by three thick hemp ropes, and the spectators can only fight outside the circle.

Some masters are adapting to the venue on the stage, and Ling Xudu, the hermit of Crescent Mountain, jumped up on the stage, changed several body techniques in the air, and landed steadily, with ease. The heroes all secretly praised him for his light work, Jiang Feiyan thought to herself that this person's light work was not inferior to herself, and she would just compete with him tomorrow. Lian Qingyue of the Emei faction intended to show her martial arts and practiced her sword on the stage. The masters of the Shaolin and Zhengyi factions just looked at the environment and stepped down and left. Zhu Yushi didn't see He Yuelian and was slightly disappointed. No one from the Embroidery Water Palace came, and it seemed that they disdained to step on the point. After Luo Tianchu came to power, he found that the ground after sprinkling salt was not slippery at all, and there would be no mistakes such as slipping.

Then Ling Jun came, Chu came, and Mrs. Yang went to eat and drink together. After Luo Tianchu stepped down, he saw Ling Xue'er looking away, and looked at it, and saw Liu Shaoqing and Duan Changxiao, a noble person in Dali, talking in the distance, and Liu Shaoqing also signaled to Ling Xue'er. Luo Tianchu imitated her appropriate tone and said, "Who are you looking at??" Ling Xue'er turned her head in surprise, her face was slightly red, and said, "It's just a hello, what looks good or not." Luo Tianchu smiled: "Why can't I say hello just now." Ling Xue'er snorted: "No! You can greet anyone, but she can't." Luo Tian first saw that she cared so much about Li Qingwan, so he no longer ridiculed each other.

That night, everyone in the Blood Knife Castle discussed how to prevent the Jin Kingdom from harming them, but after all, it was just speculation, and they couldn't just slip away before the game started, so they could only strengthen their vigilance. After Ling Junlai came back from eating and drinking, he continued to heal Tie Ying's injuries, but the internal injuries were difficult to heal, and everyone advised Tie Ying to do what he could in tomorrow's game, not to force it. Then everyone went back to the room to rest and recuperate.

On the day of the game, the heroes of the Blood Knife Fort set off together, and after leaving the city, they saw an endless stream of pedestrians on the official road, although there was still an hour before the start of the game, but the radius of several miles was full of Jianghu guests and ordinary people who came to watch the game, and some people came to occupy the place on the fifth watch, and all the commanding heights were occupied, and the hillsides and branches were also full of people. There are 3,000 gold soldiers separating the crowd, leaving a path for the players to walk, otherwise they don't want to squeeze to the front.

I saw Xu still standing at the entrance of the entrance, and greeted them warmly, and the heroes returned the salute. Xu also smiled and said: "There is nothing to do today, I don't know if I can watch the battle with you?" Qunxiong originally looked down on a traitor like him the most, but he had scolded those "famous and decent", and he was not disgusted with him, not to mention that he was an official of the Jin State, so it was difficult to exonerate him, so he had to ask Lingjun to decide. Ling Junlai smiled and said, "That's great, Xu Xianggong, please." Xu was also overjoyed and asked Ling Jun to come first to show respect. Under the guidance of Xu Huan, the group of heroes came to the tent to which they belonged, and the neighbors on both sides were Huangsha City and Xiushui Palace. The tent is very large, accommodating twenty people without feeling crowded, the four corners are placed with smoked stoves, the warm chill is gone, the long table is placed with wine, fruits and vegetables, more than a dozen soft chairs are surrounded by animal skin cushions, and the cotton curtain of the tent can be lifted to see the scene on the field.

The group of heroes came out to see the excitement after a circle in the tent, and they met Chu Laike who led the crowd to come, and everyone saluted each other, and there was still a quarter of an hour before the start of the game, only the Xiushui Palace had not arrived. Those Han slaves sprinkled salt on the competition platform again, and Luo Tianchu looked at their frozen skin, thin coats, and sad expressions, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, thinking that one day he would kill all the golden dogs and rescue his compatriots. Zhu Yushi looked at the tent of the Zhengyi faction in the distance, looking for He Yuelian's shadow, but the Zhengyi faction was sitting in the tent, and no one came out.

Seeing that the time was coming, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up, and eight or nine beautiful women walked from the separated path, and it was the Xiushui Palace that arrived. Ni Hongyan, who is the leader, still covers his head and face with a hat, but the disciples behind him are all bright, many viewers look straight, Li Qingwan is generous, and doesn't care about other people's eyes, but the other girls are cold, as if they don't eat the fireworks of the world, there is a middle-aged man who has been staring at Ji Wa obsessively, when Ji Wa found that his gaze stayed on his chest, he was furious, and the cloud sleeves swept him out with a sweep and smashed on the dense heads. The audience was in an uproar, and they all withdrew their gaze, not daring to look again. The women of the Xiushui Palace didn't take it seriously at all, and went straight to the tent where they belonged, the two female disciples quickly lifted the cotton curtain, Ni Hongyan led people in, Luo Tianchu wanted to take the opportunity to apologize to Li Qingwan, but Li Qingwan didn't even look at him, there was no chance, so she could only wait for a while. Dong Guo asked the knife and smiled: "These stinky girls are really ruthless." Chu Laike smiled and said, "Don't let them hear this, otherwise you will suffer." Dong Guo asked the knife and said with a smile: "Thank you for the city lord's reminder, but the war between me and the woman is a hardship for them." "Everyone knew what his 'big war' meant, and they couldn't help but laugh. Ling Junlai didn't smile, thinking that Ni Hongyan was the master of his beloved wife, if she hadn't let his beloved wife go back then, her life would not have been easy, how much she owed her, not to mention that she was the first master in Western Xia, and she was very respectful in her heart.

Three cannon shots, the time has come, the golden soldiers on the field struck the shield with their sabers, making a neat "dong dong" sound, the momentum is majestic and majestic, and shouted in unison in the golden language: "Quiet! quiet!" The people stopped making noise, the audience quieted down, Gao Qingyi walked up to the competition platform in official uniform, only to see him braided his hair, dressed as a Jurchen, first bowed to the three tents in the east, the three tents are located on the hills, the best view, can see the whole scene, there are hundreds of heavily armed Jin soldiers guarded, not to let anyone approach, obviously the characters inside are not trivial. Gao Qingyi hugged his fists to the four noodles again, and said it in Jurchen words, although the group of heroes couldn't understand it, they could hear that his voice was loud, his confidence was sufficient, and his voice came far away, and his own martial arts must not be weak. Gao Qingyi then said aloud in Chinese: "Thank you to the guests and friends from all over the world for enjoying the light and gathering here to watch this martial arts event." The 32 contestants of the competition are the best of the hundreds of masters, and will decide here the two honorific titles of "the world's first master" and "the world's first school".