Lin Xingyu only slept for an hour, then quietly got up, ran outside the town alone, practiced the second form of the "Qianyuan Sword", and determined that he could quickly and accurately cut off nine pieces of paper every time, so he replaced the wooden sword with the essence fire sword and continued to practice.

When Wu Yixiu came, he saw this scene from afar, nodded with satisfaction, and stopped for a long time before stepping forward.

When Lin Xingyu used the Jinghuo sword to cut off nine pieces of paper, Wu Yixiu did not let him change it to a heavy sword, but replaced the paper with a dead branch that was no more than half an inch long, and asked Lin Xingyu not to cut it, as long as the nine dead branches could be cut before all the nine dead branches fell, on the last day, Lin Xingyu threw nine dead branches at the same time, and he could stably cut to six. Seven, and each of them is the middle position, the accuracy has been very high, Wu Yixiu didn't let him practice anymore, had a good night's rest, adjusted his mood, and prepared to sign up for the competition.

The next day, Chinese New Year's Eve, every household has pasted couplets, hung lanterns, and lanterns, and is very lively, and the children have changed into new clothes, held beloved toys, and set off fireworks, ready to welcome the New Year.

Looking at the five long dragons lined up in front of Lingze Cave, Lin Xingyu was a little homesick, in the past, he used to taunt Lin Xinghe at home, or pull Lin Xinglan out to play, come back at night to celebrate the New Year, and eat a delicious dumpling, I don't know if they are okay at this moment.

The people in line were densely packed together, thousands of soldiers around them maintained order, and a big sign at the front of each team marked the Xuanqi realm, Lin Xingyu stood in the team of the martial arts realm, Gu Zhenhong stood in the team of the martial arts realm, and Qin Shuyu went to the team of the little grandmaster, which also caused a small commotion, but it was quickly suppressed by the soldiers. Jiang Jianxue and Wu Yixiu were waiting outside.

The movement speed of the team was not slow, and it would soon arrive at Lin Xingyu, and the registered official lowered his head expressionlessly, and shook his arm that was sore and numb.

"Name. The registration officer asked indifferently.

"Lin Xingyu. ”

"Age. ”

"Eighteen. ”

"Xiuwei. ”

"Martial Artist Realm Nine Sections. ”

"Origin. ”

"River Los Angeles. ”

"Dependents. ”

"Do you want to record that too?"

"Don't talk nonsense. The registration officer said impatiently.

"Father Lin Zhengyi, younger brother Lin Xinghe, sister Lin Xinglan. ”

"Full address"

......

I asked all the information related to Lin Xingyu in detail before I finished registering.

"There are rules next to it, see for yourself. Next. ”

Lin Xingyu went to the wooden sign next to him and looked at the rules of the martial arts ceremony, martial arts realm, martial artist realm, The three realms of the little grandmaster are carried out separately, do not interfere with each other, adhering to the principle of stopping at the point, try not to hurt the opponent's life, but the sword has no eyes, everyone needs to sign a life and death certificate before the start of the martial arts ceremony, life and death are conceited, and they must not be held accountable, and there are some more detailed rules, most of the people who come to the martial arts ceremony are people who are about to break through the peak of the realm, if they break through in the process of martial arts, they can no longer continue to compete, but in order to make up for their losses, they can give them half a cup of glazed springs, and there is to encourage talented talents, for those who reach the martial arts realm within the age of twelveThe top three in each realm can not only get the glazed spring, but also give a book of Xuangong cheats, if you are not interested in the cheats and want other rewards, you can find on-site officials to negotiate and register.

After Lin Xingyu read it hastily, he went to find Wu Yixiu, and when he went back, he found that Gu Zhenhong and Qin Shuyu were already waiting for him. It seems that the people who participate in the martial arts competition are still the most in the martial arts realm.

Registration in the morning, lottery in the afternoon, and some people who do not meet the requirements at all but have signed up will be dissuaded.

The speed of the draw is much faster, the martial artist realm, the martial artist realm, the small grandmaster realm, a total of three rows of teams, the martial arts realm has the most people, there is a big box in front of it, there is a wooden card marked with a number, each person touches out one, and then registers next to it, and finally puts it on the display shelf on the side.

Lin Xingyu's drawn number is one hundred and fifteen, and after registration, he has to sign a life and death certificate, and at the same time write Lin Xingyu's name on the back of the wooden card, and write his name on the position of the display shelf one hundred and fifteen, and the whole process is not leaky.

Eyes swept over the display rack, his opponent has not yet appeared, looked at the opponent's several sets of numbers, the game is adjacent to the two numbers for the competition opponent, one, two for the opponent, three and four for the opponent, the last person is a single number then bye, directly into the next round, it seems that the last place was not drawn, a bit of a pity.

Those who have completed the registration in advance have returned first, Lin Xingyu and Gu Zhenhong have a certain chance of winning, and there is still a lot of hope, Qin Shuyu is only a junior grandmaster now, and the hope of winning the top three is really slim, but she wants to go, Lin Xingyu is not easy to stop, after all, competing with others can also increase some combat experience, which is not a bad thing.

When Lin Xingyu registered, Wu Yixiu had already transferred to the entire area and had a detailed understanding of the rules of martial arts. At the moment, as long as you make a plan for Lin Xingyu, you can make a competition plan.

In the inn.

"Tomorrow the competition will begin, a total of 241 people in the martial arts realm have signed up, there are three rings, one in half an hour, eight in a day, if nothing else, it takes a total of seven rounds, which takes about thirteen days. The competition is open and everyone can watch it live. So you have to find a way to preserve your strength, you can't show "Shenwu Balu" and "Qianyuan Sword" too early, try to use them in the last two competitions, as for how to arrange it, you yourself act according to the situation at the time, if you really can't resist it, you will be exposed. ”

"Uncle Wu, what should I do?" asked Gu Zhenhong.

"Your marksmanship is fast and domineering, go to hone your gun skills, don't think about how to win the top three, just fight in battle. ”

"Understood!" Gu Zhenhong said boldly as he touched the spear.

Lin Xingyu had no sleep all night, sitting from the dark night to the dawn of the day, it was impossible to say that he was not nervous, because it was related to Wu Yixiu's injury, it was too important, he was not sure, the sword technique could not be controlled, the swordsmanship could only be used in two moves, and the only advantage was "Shenwu Balu", whether he could go to the end or not, he didn't have any bottom in his heart.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the sun rises, the morning glow is all over the ground, the opening ceremony of the martial arts ceremony is about to open, all the registered warriors have gathered in the place of one hundred meters in front of Lingze Cave, and no one is allowed to go forward, no one is allowed to approach within a radius of one hundred meters of Lingze Cave. The people in the town are not allowed to approach the venue of the martial arts ceremony in the circle, so they have to stand outside and look around, join in the fun, the atmosphere of the scene is usually lively during the New Year, the army soldiers are maintaining order, checking everyone's wooden signs, there are wooden cards to be released, and those who are not are stopped on the periphery.

The front of Lingze Cave is divided into several areas, and there is a large open space in front of it, and the people who came to participate in the competition are standing here at the moment, and the place is large enough that it does not seem crowded.

Lin Xingyu, Gu Zhenhong and Qin Shuyu stood together, looking at the people around them, all discussing something, Lin Xingyu used to think that it was difficult to see the little grandmaster, but at this moment, a lot of small grandmasters are piled up here, most of them are seven or eight grades, and they are very majestic.

His eyes swept over everyone, and he found a person, the person who made him almost blow up his dantian and abolish his Xuan Qi, Fan Li! Lin Xingyu couldn't say the strangeness in his heart for a while, it was impossible not to hate, especially the sentence 'I Fan Li, no, teaching, waste, thing!' was unforgettable, as if in his ears. It's been nearly ten years, and the scenes of the past are vivid, the mean and disgusted expression, the indifference of holding the sword in the bad, and the feeling of shame and sadness are still in my heart.

Fan Li was standing in the crowd at this moment, and there were two young disciples standing beside him, looking very cautious. Fan Li seemed to notice that someone was staring at him, turned his head, and found that it was Lin Xingyu who was dressed strangely, wearing heavy armor on his body, and carrying a strange weapon 'Soul Death' on his back.

That sneer reached Lin Xingyu's ears, and it was very deafening.

Qin Shuyu and Gu Zhenhong looked at Lin Xingyu's line of sight, and also found Fan Li and his sneer, and the two did not speak.

"Everyone!" an old and sonorous voice came from the air, reaching everyone's ears in the air, and the noise stopped in an instant, and there was silence.

A figure slowly walked out from the big hand, standing at the end of the farthest middle finger, looking down slightly, this person was wearing a long robe that reached the top of his feet, with fairy wind bones, crane hair and childish face, his facial features were blurry and difficult to see, the golden crown on his head was tied in a bun, two strands of white hair hung down from his sideburns, his hands were behind his back, and the hair on the hem and sideburns was flying in the wind.

"You are all heroes of the Yuyang Dynasty, and this time you have worked hard to participate in the martial arts competition from afar, and the national division is very pleased. Huang Sanshu's voice was slightly old, which did not match his appearance, but his words were sonorous and powerful, shocking and terrifying, "Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, our dynasty has adhered to the principle of recruiting talents from all over the world, employing people's strengths, there are no unusable people in the world, and we will do our best to cultivate malleable talents, as long as it is..."

"Bah,. A voice came from the quiet crowd, breaking the silence and interrupting Huang Sanshu's speech, and everyone looked at each other for a while, who dared to speak so vainly in front of the national teacher Huang Sanshu.

"If you disagree with my words, please stand up and speak up to your face. Huang Sanshu's voice and tone did not change.

But no one stood up.

"If you have no objections, don't interrupt the old man's speech. Otherwise, Hugh blames the old man for being polite. ”

"Pretending to be a ghost. The voice just now was not loud or small, and it came out again.

"Come out. Huang Sanshu said in a deep voice.

Still no one came forward.