The rules of the competition are actually very simple. To put it bluntly, it is a wheel-to-wheel battle. Whether it is within a sect or between sects, as long as you have absolute strength, you will be the only winner.
Such a rule is naturally unfair. If the first person to stand in the ring is lucky enough to remain standing, he is probably not far from death. Therefore, there is another rule in the rule that states that if someone can defeat ten people in a row, Then you can be allowed an hour of rest to recuperate, but sometimes this hour of rest is more difficult than competing in the ring. After all, it is easy to hide from open guns, but hard to guard against hidden arrows. Maybe it will be put in their tea. Put something on them that kills them, and then the opportunity is someone else's.
Wan Qiliang had no intention of joining in the fun. She just wanted to be an enthusiastic spectator to see if anyone needed their help. Of course, for guys with too many pairs of eyes on the top of their heads, their existence was not only redundant but also Superfluous.
The first person to stand on the ring was a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect. He looked to be about thirty years old. He was not young among people of this generation. Looking at him holding a long spear, he seemed to have a majestic air. It felt like he was standing there with a scornful smile on his face, but it was obvious that he was happy too early.
The person who immediately took the stage happened to be a disciple of the Songling Sect opposite the Qingcheng Party. Just in terms of age, the disciple of the Songling Sect was really pitiful. However, judging from his popularity in the sect, he was probably one of the young disciples of this group. The best, but no matter how Wan Qiliang looked at it, he felt that the two swords in his hands were not suitable for him at all, like a child playing with an adult's toys.
The war was about to break out, and the two people skipped the shouting process. Li Huang took the lead and swung down his spear. Meng Yi retreated and dodged. He blocked Li Huang's spear with a single knife, and the other knife narrowly passed through his abdomen. The two men fought inextricably. , the cheering voices of the brothers on both sides were drowned out by waves, but in the eyes of Wan Qiliang and the others, this is no different from playing house. You come and I play, and so far it has not caused any fundamental problems. If the damage continues like this, the winner may not be able to be determined even after dark.
However, although the movements have no technical content, they test the most basic physical strength. Lack of physical strength is also a taboo in martial arts competitions. Obviously, the old are not as capable as the young in this aspect. After dozens of rounds, Li Huang gradually felt It was a bit laborious, and the movements were slowed down. Originally, a thirty-year-old body would not be so weak, but it could not withstand the debauchery he indulged in from time to time. Practitioners eventually cultivated their minds, and their hearts were contaminated with worldly desires. Naturally, everything else also It's all like passing smoke, nothing can be grasped.
So the result can be imagined. The Songling Sect took the lead and won a good start. This also increased the morale of their own sect.
Meng Yi seemed very satisfied with his performance just now, and his joy was beyond words. However, this was just the beginning. Is it too early for him to be happy now? Sure enough, when he fought against the third person, he was finally unable to resist the enemy, was defeated, and returned to his sect in disgrace.
In fact, it is difficult for such a competition to be successful for too long. Often when the third or fourth person fights, all aspects of the body's functions begin to decline and the best condition is lost. For most warriors, it means killing them. It is indeed unfair to respond to the opponent's victory with one's own weakness, but so what
At the beginning, those who played were just some little guys. Later, the real masters slowly began to appear. The first half of the game was like watching a joke. In the end, they were defeated one by one. They could afford to lose. You may challenge me again in the future. You may not say anything out of the mouth of someone who cannot afford to lose. You must seek a psychological balance in your words.
In fact, most people are like this and cannot look at their own failures completely rationally and objectively. Although it is said that failure is the mother of success, the more failures you experience, the more uncertain you are about your own abilities. After all, failure You can't prove yourself. No matter how many people find excuses for losers, they can't change the fact of failure.
Wan Qiliang was bored watching the game. Sometimes the fight between two people was not as enjoyable as two crickets in a jar. If she had known better, she would not have come to join in the fun.
But people from various sects don’t feel bored, especially when there are their own people in the ring. They are all very excited. They are talking about where to poke now, and where to thrust next. In short, they are giving instructions. What a joy. However, in such a tense situation, the people on the stage could not hear what others were saying at all, and they were all focused on fighting the enemy. The most unlucky thing was probably that the supporting voices of their fellow apprentices were too loud, which affected their performance, and thus they lost. His face was ashen.
Just like sometimes people do bad things with good intentions, just like Wan Qiliang saw with his own eyes that someone wanted to use a hidden weapon to win, but it turned out that the person who used the hidden weapon was his senior brother. What kind of thing is this? Those who didn't know thought they were spies sent by the enemy.
"Let's go, there's really nothing to see." Wan Qiliang finally couldn't stand it anymore, and tugged on You Qin Jiatian's sleeve, signaling to him that they could finish watching the martial arts competition.
Youqin Jiatian nodded. From the beginning to the end, his eyes did not fall on the unskilled disciples on the stage. Instead, he paid attention to the Guihai clan from time to time, and their faces were full of impatience. They have to sit there and watch the entire martial arts conference despite their expressions. Isn’t this a kind of torture for them
Around evening, the first day of the martial arts competition finally came to an end. At this moment, Wan Qiliang had already had a good sleep in the room. After waking up, he felt refreshed. As expected, he was better than I felt much more energetic when I first came back.
With Qin Jiatian lying next to Wan Qiliang, with the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms, it's really hard for him to do nothing, or maybe he's used to such things, and he really doesn't have any other ideas. Wan Qiliang naturally Nor will he fall into a trap.
"Let's go shopping at the night view after dinner later." Wan Qiliang always has an indescribable love for the night. Maybe it's because the blackness of the night is enough to hide everyone's sins, or maybe it can only be seen at night. Be aware of people's sins.
"Okay, you can go wherever you say." Youqin Jiatian obeys the arrangements in everything. Now he hardly needs to worry about the affairs of the church. Naturally, there will be people to control the operation. Even if someone wants to plot evil while he is away, It doesn't matter to him, even if the Nightmare Sect becomes someone else's possession, it will not pose any threat to him, because the Nightmare Sect without him will only be an empty shell without any use value.
"Because you are so obedient, I allow you to have dinner with me." Wan Qiliang solemnly patted Youqin Jiatian on the shoulder, as if he said, "I value you very much." , which made Youqin Jiatian have no choice but to smile helplessly.
However, eating is also a technical job. In addition to eating well and being full, you must also consider the timing of eating. Don't be like Wan Qiliang who saw two groups of people quarreling as soon as they got downstairs, as if they didn't care about each other. Even if I die, I will be sorry for my ancestors.
There were two groups of noise-making guys there, so Wan Qiliang would certainly not choose to finish his dinner here, otherwise the saliva of unknown people might get into their meals while he was eating. It makes me sick just thinking about it.
The owner of the restaurant was very troubled when he saw the two groups arguing, causing all the customers in his store to run away. And judging from their clothes, they were all gangsters. He couldn't afford to offend him, and now he couldn't even hide. , who knows what they will do here if he really has to leave? This restaurant was his hard work. If it was ruined like this, he might even want to die. What should he do
It happened that at this time, a brave person appeared and quickly stopped the bickering between the two groups. When Wan Qiliang and Youqin Jiatian went out, they happened to come in. They recognized these people at a glance as members of the Guihai clan. They thought they did not eat the fireworks of the world, but they did not expect that they were still people who ate whole grains.
There were some sharp-eyed people among the two groups quarreling. When he saw Guihai Mingye, the third son of the Guihai family, his face immediately changed into a flattering expression, which made Wan Qiliang deeply realize who said that only Women are fickle.
The appearance of Guihai Mingye is undoubtedly a shock to the two groups present. Who in the martial arts world does not know that the Guihai clan is an existence of absolute strength. They do not take action easily. Once they do, the consequences will be disastrous. Maybe it is a family or even a sect. Destruction, no one will take such a risk to provoke them, unless they really feel that their life is too long.
The almost deified Guihai clan has left a shadow in the hearts of too many people. Wan Qiliang has not seen their terror with his own eyes, so he cannot make any judgment, but subconsciously feels that everyone in such a family should be like an immortal. Normally, Ke Guihai Mingye would be too arrogant. Such people often couldn't keep their temper, so they would arrange for two people to follow him, just in case.
The restaurant owner is probably the only person who truly believes that Guihai Mingye is a good person. His appearance has reduced his losses. This is no different from a benefactor. The owner personally went to order for him and promised to give him a free meal as a thank you. The kindness of Guihai Mingye. But Guihai Mingye didn't seem to buy it, and even thought that the boss did this because he looked down on him. The boss failed to get Guihai Mingye's understanding after repeated explanations. He didn't know where he was wrong, but he knew what was happening before him. He is more powerful than those two groups. If he is angered, his store may really disappear, so the boss carefully nodded and bowed to apologize. In the end, all he got was Guihai Mingye's contemptuous smile. That’s all.
In fact, this is true for many people. Having power and money is the capital of one's arrogance. However, there are too many people like this in the world. There is no guarantee that one day they will be kicked out of the iron while pretending. , when the time comes when I am beaten back to my original shape, and when I see others giving alms and insulting me, I wonder if I will have a trace of regret in my heart that day...