The first day of August.
Hedong Mansion, Longhuai Temple.
Sophora japonica flowers rain and moisten the new autumn land, and tung leaves fall in front of the temple.
The annual Longhuai Temple Fair, already a crowded festival, became even more lively because of a martial arts competition that shook the world.
Crowds of people.
For the first time since Ye Qingxuan came to this world, he had the feeling of climbing Fragrant Hills in Beijing.
All kinds of terrain are occupied by people, people on the ground, people on the street, people on the roof, people on the trees... Even the three-acre lotus pond in front of the temple gate has been nailed with wooden stakes and paved with wooden boards. , full of people.
The martial arts arena is a huge stone pier ten feet high, all made of granite one foot square, extremely rough.
The viewing platforms representing Bai Dao are arranged on both sides, while the viewing platforms of the Demon Gate and the King's Mansion are located directly in front.
"The Backing King" Huangfu Shouzhuo held the high position alone, and the suzerains of the Demon Sect were seated in front.
Colorful banners fluttered in the wind at the edge of the martial arts arena, and countless big men in purple clothes stood upright in front of the temple, separating the ordinary people who watched the battle from the martial arts professionals, and leaving a vast blank space in front of the martial arts arena.
Ye Qingxuan and his brothers disappeared and did not appear on the viewing platform. On the contrary, Li Daozong, the "little sword god", stood beside Li Muru, and next to him was his mother, Shang Huixian from Fengyi Pavilion, who was in high spirits. .
The applause spread throughout the Hedong mansion.
It was already a critical moment for the contest, and the first few tentative contests were basically contests between the masters of the palace and the masters of the white way.
It wasn't long before the important match started. In the previous five contests, the masters of the Wangfu won two times, lost three times, and two even died of serious injuries.
On the field at this time is Dai Hu, the "deadly stick" from the Wangfu, and Di Lie, the "Heartbroken Knife" from the head of the punishment hall of the Youlong Gang, on the Baidao side.
One of them is fierce and aggressive, the other has a tricky angle. They have fought in the same place for more than a hundred rounds. It should have been an evenly matched battle, but because of Di Lie's old age, he gradually fell behind.
Seeing that Di Li's close attack didn't work, Dai Hu's "Death Cudgel" erupted into a wave of heat and forced the opponent away. Di Li flew back quickly by relying on his lightness skills. Originally, he could escape the opponent's "Death Cudgel" several times But this time Dai Hu suddenly yelled, and the "death stick" in his hand was divided into several sections, from a long stick to a nine-section whip. The attack distance doubled instantly, and the head of the stick was amazingly vigorous , suddenly pointed in front of Di Li.
Di Li couldn't dodge in time, and with a "slap", he was beaten and his brains burst in front of everyone in the world!
There was a loud exclamation in the crowd.
In five consecutive games, although both sides won and lost, and some people died on the spot, it was definitely the first time that a world-renowned master like Di Li died on the spot.
"Good kill!"
On the side of the Wangfu's masters, Tao Wu, the "Seven Star Hand" who was slightly injured, immediately gave a drink to his old friend after losing a move.
On the other side, the white Taoists exclaimed again and again, and Li Muru even exclaimed, feeling extremely distressed.
"Oh, brother Di, it's so painful to be a brother!"
when!
With a clear sound, the big bronze bell in Longhuai Temple rang deafeningly.
An eunuch of the palace stepped onto the stage and shouted loudly: "In the sixth contest, Dai Hu, the backer of the palace's 'deadly stick', won!"
The winner exits amid cheers, and the body of the loser will naturally be collected by someone from the other party.
Li Muru patted his thigh in great distress, regretting not to fall, and said: "Oh, brother Di Lie was too careless, and he was murdered by the opponent's hidden weapon. The masters of the King's House backed up all the masters. The next match must be the suzerain of the Demon Sect. I really don't know." If you brothers are in danger again, let this old man personally fight in the next battle!"
The expressions of the masters of white ways are embarrassing. What Li Muru said is true. The martial arts of the remaining masters of the demon sect are unfathomable. It's just that Dai Hu and his like in the palace have already killed the master of the punishment hall of the Youlong gang. How powerful should the sect master of the demon sect be
Seeing that everyone dared not speak, Li Muru was furious in his heart, but he remained calm, slapped his thigh and sighed: "Unfortunately, there is only the next person here, if there is Brother Zhao Fengchan from the 'Fengyun League', or 'Youlong' "Brother Li Daotian Li of the gang, if any one of them is here, it will definitely not make these demons feel better..."
"Brother Li, what do you mean by that?" As soon as the words fell, a person stood up in the crowd, "Brother Li, doesn't it mean that we look down on our senior brothers? Could it be that my senior brother is the only one left in the 'Fengyun League Thirteen Taibao'? Don't you look down on people?"
Everyone raised their eyes and saw that it was Xin Song, the San Taibao of the Fengyun League, who had always been arrogant and unrestrained.
This person has always been arrogant, even in the Fengyun League, he thinks that Zhao Fengchan is invincible. At this time, I heard Li Muru means that except for Zhao Fengchan, the rest of the Fengyun League can't fight. Time blew up.
"Ah, brother Xin misunderstood, Li didn't mean that..." Li Muru looked embarrassed and waved his hands repeatedly.
"Then what does brother Li mean?" Xin Song's face darkened, and he asked proudly.
Li Muru didn't know how to answer for a moment, but Shang Huixian who was next to him couldn't help but bluntly said: "What can that mean? It means that except for the leader Zhao in the Fengyun League, the rest... hum, they are not heroes."
"You..." Xin Song was furious, but facing Shang Huixian, even if he wanted to curse, he couldn't for a while.
It wasn't the identity of Li Muru's wife, but the origin of Fengyi Pavilion, and the identity of Zhuo Huifan's junior sister made him extremely afraid.
Li Muru continued to smooth things over, and said angrily to Shang Huixian: "What do women know? It's too presumptuous. Who is Brother Xin? How can the famous 'Supporting the Sky Hand' be afraid of the scum of the Demon Sect?"
Xin Song blushed, and shouted: "That's right, how could Xin care about these devils? It's just that it's not time to make a move. Since Brother Li thinks the time has come, then Xin will end now and kill the head of the devil." Open your eyes to all heroes!"
"Brother... don't be impulsive!"
"Scorching Sun Sword" Luo Yilong and "Liaoyuan Spear" Yang Qing stepped forward to dissuade them, but they were glared at by Xin Song, and none of them dared to move forward.
"Shoulder of the Sky" Xin Songfei stepped into the arena and shouted loudly: "Listen up, devil boys, I am the third Taibao of the 'Thirteen Taibaos of the Wind and Cloud League', if you have the guts, come down and let your grandfather screw his head off! Be a urinal!"
As soon as Xin Song took the stage, he had already attracted the attention of the other side.
Hearing his arrogant words, the "King of the Mountain" who sat high on the throne sneered coldly, and said solemnly: "It's really a madman who knows how to die... I wonder which suzerain is willing to take this person's life for me? Two, ten beauties, as a thank you gift!"
All the sect masters of the Demon Sect remained the same, closing their eyes and resting their minds, drinking tea and yawning, only the Feng sect master Dongfang Xu couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he heard that there was a beauty, and said with a smile: "My lord is really willing to give up." The beauties in the palace?"
"Of course I'm willing!"
"Hahaha, okay, leave the gold for the lord's own use, and the beauty will be accepted by Dongfang... Your lord, wait a moment, and Dongfang will take off the madman's head and use it as a chamber pot for you!"
As soon as the words fell, a wisp of smoke flew away, and Dongfang Xu still arrived on the competition stage.