Xiaoman looked at the man who suddenly jumped up. He was a big man, tall and strong. He looked like a bandit. "Siqi, what's his name?"
Siqi has read the information of each of these martial artists, just so that she can answer Xiaoman's questions. Moreover, the person who came up was very distinctive. Not only was he burly, but he also held a hammer in each hand. It was hard not to remember him.
"Boss, this man is called Jiang Yuanliang, and he is a casual cultivator. His weapon is called the Eight Treasures Golden Hammer. In other words, those two hammers are made of gold."
Xiaoman rolled his eyes and said, "Nonsense, if those two hammers were made of gold, he wouldn't be able to lift them. They must be made of iron. Iron hammers hurt more. It also looks like the iron hammers are plated with gold. After all, this big man doesn't look like a rich man."
Siqi frowned and said, "Boss, it's not good for us to judge people by their appearance."
Xiaoman chuckled: "I don't judge people by appearance. This is based on facts. You see, this man is a lone ranger. If he had money, he would have established his own gang long ago."
In addition to Xiaoman, the referees today also include the leaders of the four major sects in the stands, as well as two manor owners. These people are all well-known figures, and letting them be referees is considered to be convincing.
When the few people heard Xiaoman's words, they were planning to say a few words to help Tiechui. However, they heard Gang Leader Chen say that those who did not form gangs were poor. They suddenly didn't know how to explain it.
I suddenly realized that the Money Gang, which was originally unnecessary, was established just to prove that Gang Leader Chen was rich. Suddenly I felt a pang in my heart. Are they also poor? At least compared with the Money Gang, it seems that they are indeed poor.
"Boss Chen, it's time to start."
After hearing what Master Zhong said, Xiaoman nodded and looked towards the ring. When he saw the two people on the ring, Xiaoman shook his head.
Master Zhong looked at Xiao Man with some curiosity: "What does Master Chen mean by shaking his head? I wonder which of these two you have chosen will win?"
Xiao Man thought for a moment before speaking: "Look at the ring. Wu Yu is holding two knives, and the big man is holding two hammers. No matter how you look at it, it looks like the big man is bullying others. I don't think Wu Yu has much chance of winning."
When Master Zhong heard this, he couldn't agree: "That's not necessarily true..."
Before he could finish his words, the fight had already started on the ring, and the pace was very fast. However, in Xiaoman's opinion, it was not like that. The fight between these two people was just like a normal fight between two kids. I poked you and I blocked it with my hammer.
You hit me with your hammer, and I blocked it with my sword. It seemed that Wu Yu, the knifeman, was much poorer than the hammerman. Obviously, the quality of his knife was not as good as that of his hammer. Although he blocked the hammer, the second hammer broke the knife directly.
Wu Yu, the fast knifeman, was dumbfounded when he saw his knife was broken: "How dare you destroy my weapon? I spent a lot of money to buy it from Yiyun Villa. I will fight you."
This is obviously a real fire. The hammer that is plated with gold must have a certain amount of wealth, otherwise, it would take a lot of gold to plate such a large area of the hammer.
"Just admit defeat. Your weapon is broken, so you can't beat me. Although I didn't break your weapon on purpose, it was indeed me who broke it. I can compensate you."
Well, this person is pretty good. At least he knows that if you break someone else's things, you need to pay for it. Wu Yu obviously didn't understand it that way: "You look down on me."
Holding the remaining knife, he stabbed at the man with the iron hammer, no, the man with the golden hammer very quickly. This time the speed was much faster than before. The people below were watching this scene nervously, wanting to know who would win.
At the same time, next to a courtyard of the Money Gang, two people were discussing something furtively: "Are you sure there are powerful weapons in here? If I get them, I will be invincible?"
The other nodded, and said with certainty: "I am sure there are good weapons in here. I heard that these weapons were prepared by the people of the Money Gang at a high price, just to be used as rewards for those who win the game."
"We don't need to take too much now. We can just sneak in and take one. What do you think? There are all kinds of weapons in here. As long as we can sneak in, there is no weapon we can't get."
The man's tone was so certain that the others were itching to get in. "But the security here is tight. How can we get in? There's a competition going on outside, which could attract a lot of attention."
The guards were too dedicated, which was a bit unbearable. They couldn't find any chances at all. Thinking of this, one of them said, "Think of a way to lure them away."
As he spoke, he found a big stone, threw it at the man, and then quickly hid himself.
The two guards at the gate looked at each other. Where did this idiot come from? Why did they think they couldn't see a stone? Or would they be interested in a stone? They wanted to lure the tiger away with a stone. Are they stupid
No, they are not stupid, it is the other party who is stupid. The people who threw stones saw that the guards did not move at all, and they were so angry: "They are not fooled. No, we can't get in, maybe we can take advantage of the chaos? How about this, send a letter to others, and we can fish in troubled waters."
After the two of them discussed it, they headed back to the competition arena. On the competition arena, the man with the golden hammer had already won the game. Wu Yu, the fast knifeman, was holding his two broken knives, his heart was bleeding, but the man with the golden hammer was still shouting.
"Don't leave. When I'm done fighting, I'll compensate you with two swords. Don't worry, they're both famous swords produced by Yiyun Villa."
Wu Yu left faster and faster. He couldn't afford to lose this man. As expected, cheap weapons were not enough. He had to find more powerful ones.
The man with the golden hammer shouted for a long time, and after watching Wu Yu leave, he took a deep breath, raised his own pair of hammers, and began to shout loudly: "Anyone else who wants to challenge me, come up quickly."
Xiao Man's mouth twitched. Such a person is not suitable to be an elder. He is not good at managing people. Thinking of this, he said, "The man with the golden hammer, you go down first. Go down and take a rest. Let others go first. When they finish fighting, you can go and fight the next one."
This also gives people a break, and the round-robin battle is not fair at all. The independent cultivators here are very lively, and the other three arenas on the other side are also very popular.
The twenty or so people in the sect, knowing that it was not a round-robin battle, also rushed to the top. Yu Xiangming of the Tiandao Sect was the chief elder of the Tiandao Sect. Since the chief elder personally took action, the disciples below were naturally enthusiastic.
Some female disciples even screamed "nail polish". Xiaoman was very upset: "Let them be quiet. What are they doing? This is a very serious occasion. Whether it is powerful or not is not determined by whose nail polish makes the loudest noise."
In fact, Xiaoman didn't want to care, but the two people who went up were Yu Xiangming from Tiandao Sect and Jiang Qingsheng from Bagua Sect. The Tiandao Sect and Bagua Sect started to compete in noise, and the sound of the nail polish was higher and higher.
The other martial artists were almost shocked. Because of the sudden sound of nail polish, Xiaoman felt like he was participating in the junior high school Olympics. It was too distracting, so they had to be quiet.
Wan Xiangxiang had walked up to Xiaoman without her noticing, "Sister Xiaoman, is this what they call a martial arts competition? There were flashes of swords and sabers, but no blood was shed."
Xiaoman was somewhat helpless: "You want to see blood, but I'm afraid you won't see it today. Today's game is just a little bit, after all, it's just a competition for position, not a life-and-death feud."
Is that so? No blood, forget it, it doesn't matter. After all, the fight between these people is still very exciting. Although the nail polish of Bagua Sect is very loud, it still loses to Yu Xiangming of Tiandao Sect.
After Yu Xiangming won, he went down. Then, other people came up, and the one who came up again was Peng Zhiyong, holding a huge axe in his hand.
"This is the Qingtong Axe. If anyone can successfully withstand three blows from me, I will go right down."
Isn't this embarrassing? Wan Xiangxiang's eyes widened: "This axe is so big, if it hits me with this axe, I'm sure I'll die."
Xiaoman shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know. Although it's said to stop at a certain point, if we really fight, it's normal to die."
Huh? Wan Xiangxiang looked at Xiaoman blankly. That's not what you just said. Seeing the arrogant look of the three axes, a man holding a sickle couldn't stand it anymore and rushed up directly: "Let me compete with you."
"My sickle is called the Death Chain Blade. Whenever I use it, no one can survive under my sickle. I hope you can create a miracle."
Listening to this introduction, I felt so powerful and amazing. This man's sickle was not an ordinary sickle, but there was an extra chain on the sickle. Everyone saw that the man swung the chain and tied himself up with the chain.
Xiaoman frowned and looked at Siqi: "Is this guy here to cause trouble? Throw him out, he is embarrassing himself."
Not to mention Xiaoman, even the others were stunned at this time. Where did this idiot come from? He hadn't even swung his sickle yet, but he actually ran up to compete with others
Siqi suddenly jumped onto the stage, startling Sanbanfu: "What are you doing?"
Siqi glanced at Sanbanaxi, then walked to the sickle man with an expressionless face, lifted the sickle man up with one hand, and threw him directly towards the bottom of the ring.
"Everyone, before you go on stage, please consider whether you have the ability. If you don't have the ability, don't come up and embarrass yourself, and waste our time."