Chapter Thirty-Eight: The First Battle

While the heads of the families were meeting to discuss countermeasures, the younger generations of the five families also gathered. At this time, everyone was in the tent of Chushan. Fortunately, Chushan's tent was big enough, otherwise it wouldn't be able to accommodate more than 20 people.

"Brother Chu, why don't you take out your Baihua wine and let us taste it?" Sima Quan said with a smile.

"I know that your mouth is the most gluttonous," Chu Shan said with a smile, "Okay! Guo Wen and Guo Wu, you pour a bowl for everyone." Just when Guo Wen and Guo Wu were pouring wine for everyone, Chu Shan then asked, "Presumably, everyone came to find Chu together, not just for a bowl of Baihua Bar?"

"To tell you the truth, we came to Brother Chu to discuss tomorrow's game. Yang Qun took a small sip of Baihua wine, pursed his lips, and said directly, "This time is different from the previous competitions." Those high-ranking families have all come here to participate in the competition, and I'm afraid we won't have any chance of winning when the time comes!"

"What's even more terrifying is that I know that this time the game is extremely cruel. Zhu Yong's face was a little uneasy, "It is said that this time, the people of the major families are ready to kill, once they meet them, I am afraid that they will be more than lucky!"

"Brother Zhu, is the news reliable?" asked Yang Danyang.

"There won't be a mistake!" Zhu Yong immediately said, "I spent a lot of money to get this news, there shouldn't be a mistake!"

"Brother Zhu's news should be fine!" Chu Shan said at this time, "The heads of several of your families have come here to discuss countermeasures together. Although this time we have merged in one place, the situation is still not optimistic. If you don't do it, you have to stay in this Qinglong Plain!"

Although Chu Shan's words were cruel, the current situation was like this, and I am afraid that at least half of the more than twenty people here would be left behind. Everyone glanced at each other, and the scene fell silent all of a sudden. It seems that everyone is not optimistic about tomorrow's game!" "It is said that the first family, the Nangong family, has opened a handicap, and the odds for Chu to enter the second round are one to five, and Chu has pressed all his belongings before, betting that I can enter the second round!"

"What!" Feng Yingying exclaimed, "Brother Chu is so bold. The little woman admires!"

"Miss Feng!" Chu Shan said sternly, "the situation tomorrow may be extremely tragic. It's much stricter than you think. If Chu is defeated, leaving a few spirit stones will have no effect, it is better to fight a handful, and you can make a lot of money, why not do it?"

"Brother Chu doesn't have to be so polite, it's better to call the little girl Yingying! At this time, Brother Chu is still interested in joking, I'm afraid he is confident about tomorrow's game, right?" Feng Yingying asked in a coquettish voice.

"Let's call Miss Feng, junior sister!" Chu Shan saw the cannibalistic eyes of the rest of the people present, so he had to smile bitterly, it was really a disaster, he was shot even if he was lying down, so he had to continue. "Tomorrow's game is related to the development and future of the family in the next fifty years and their own destiny, I think everyone will fight hard!" After speaking, everyone looked at everyone, everyone nodded their heads, even if they understood that it was almost nine deaths, but at this time there was no way out, it was better to fight hard, and there was still a little hope of survival. Seeing this situation, Chu Shan couldn't help but shake his head secretly, and had to remind everyone, "If everyone is really defeated by then, it is better to admit defeat, at least you can pick up a life, stay in Qingshan, and not be afraid of running out of firewood." ”

"Brother Chu, let's take care of yourself!" Sima Chao said sarcastically, "Don't lose your life and money when the time comes!"

"Brother Sima filtered. Chu Shan said lightly, "Chu knows about Chu's own affairs." However, I still thanked Brother Sima for the reminder, maybe Chu Mou can win the championship. After speaking, Chu Shan took a sip of Baihua wine, looked at the people present, and said, "Okay, let's not mention tomorrow's game, it's good to have a few drinks when you come today, and then everyone prepares, after all, those fifteen families are not easy to deal with." ”

In the midst of such staggering, an hour has passed. Everyone slowly became a little drunk, first worried about tomorrow's game, and when they came, they relieved the tension.

Chu Shan saw the people who were gradually moving away, and secretly thought to himself how many people would be able to stay tomorrow? Until now, Chu Shan still hadn't adapted, and felt that he shouldn't end a person's life casually. However, once the matter is approaching, when it is time to make a move, Chu Shan will never hesitate.

Chu Shan stood on the Tai Chi pile all night as usual, and greeted tomorrow's game in his best condition.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, the five families went on the road together. Everyone did not make a sound on the road, walking silently, and the atmosphere was a little dull. Chu Shan didn't have anything at this time, just silently in the Chu family's ranks, inconspicuous at all. Everyone was cultivating, but it was only half an hour before they came to the competition venue. Five large rings were erected in the center, and each ring had an enchantment set up by the Elder of the Divine Tattoo to prevent everyone in the audience from affecting the game. The names of all ninety-six people were all placed in a jade box, and every time one person's name was taken out, a number would be numbered at a time. Witnessed by everyone, an elder of Taixuanmen walked out and said loudly, "I, Zhang Tieshi, am the chief referee of this competition." Now announce the rules of this competition, first, the one who is knocked out of the ring loses, and second, no matter what means are on the stage, life and death. Third, the audience should not interfere in the game, once discovered, they will be killed immediately!" Seeing that everyone was listening carefully to their own teachings, he couldn't help but touch his beard with satisfaction, and then pointed to the jade box in his hand and said, "This jade box contains the names of all the ninety-six players, and then they will be named in turn, numbered in order, please remember your number." ”

After speaking, he handed the jade box to the disciples beside him and rested on the side.

"Yang Bujing!"

"Here!"

"Number 1!"

"Nangong Xiang!"

"To. ”

"Number 2. ”

.........

"Feng Yingying!"

"Here!"

"Thirty-six!"

.........

Seeing that everyone got their own numbers, Chu Shan was not in a hurry, anyway, he had his own number sooner or later. It wasn't until a long time that Chu Shan got his number, ninety-six! Chu Shan's number was the last ninety-six. Chu Shan was very calm at this time, anyway, the matter had come to this, and he couldn't hide if he wanted to, it was better to face it, and after figuring out this, Chu Shan's mood couldn't help but feel a lot easier, as if he had unloaded some heavy burden, and his cultivation had been consolidated a little, and he even felt that it was a lot easier to comprehend the artistic conception now. This is due to the fact that Chu Shan has been pressing on the ancestors of the Jiang family recently, causing mental tension and slow cultivation, and now that he has figured it out, it is like going through a heart tribulation, and his own realm has improved a little accordingly.

In the first round, Chushan's pair was the sheep of the sheep family. Ninety-six against one!

Chu Shan stood in the No. 1 ring. Yang Bujing on the opposite side is a great consummation of qi training, dressed in black, holding a big knife in his hand, which seems to be not light. Yang Bujing said with a cruel smile, "You are Chu Shan, right! The ancestor of the Jiang family will reward you with your life in addition to 10,000 high-grade spirit stones! I am also worried that you will be killed by others, I didn't expect my Yang Bujing's luck to be so good, so I met you first." Let's take my life obediently!" After speaking, he immediately brandished a big knife and slashed over. The weight of the broadsword was extremely heavy, and there was a detonation sound in the surrounding air. Chu Shan saw the ripples in the air and suddenly dodged to avoid it.

"You're not very good!" Chu Shan said with a smile, "It seems that you don't have a chance to get those 10,000 high-grade spirit stones this time." What a shame!"

"You're looking for death!" After Yang Bujing slashed the air, he immediately felt that something was wrong, turned around and covered his chest with the big knife, and was fully guarded. "It seems that you still have some strength. However, when the time came, it was terminated. Don't play now!" After speaking, the big knife slashed, and a peculiar charm appeared, "The artistic conception of the wind!" Chu Shan was taken aback, he didn't expect to meet a person who had comprehended it at the first stop, and it seemed that the road after that was not easy to walk.

The elder next to him was also surprised, it seems that the heritage of these families cannot be ignored, and a random disciple will comprehend the artistic conception, or the artistic conception of the wind.

"You have me!" Chu Shan shouted, and suddenly there was a ripple around him, circle by circle more majestic than the momentum of Yang Bujing, and gradually the two artistic conceptions began to clash, without the slightest accident, Chu Shan's artistic conception of the wind completely defeated the artistic conception of Yang Bujing's Yicheng wind, although Chu Shan did not use all his strength, but it cannot be ignored, the artistic conception of the wind of two percent, is already a master. After Yang Bujing's artistic conception of the wind was suppressed, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, which flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

"It seems that you have been disappointed!" Chu Shan lowered his hands slightly and said with a smile, "Do you go down by yourself, or let me kick you down!"

"Don't be complacent!" Yang Bujing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "There are more people in the back who want your life." Yang Mou is only the worst cultivated, your two-percent wind artistic conception is not enough at all, you just wait for death!" After speaking, without waiting for Chu Shan, he immediately jumped out of the ring by himself.

"Chu Shan wins!" the referee announced the result of the match.