A month later, Lijiazhuang ushered in a grand martial arts competition that only lasts for ten years.
Lijiazhuang advocates force, and the villagers are proud of the powerful worshipers. This competition is divided into two parts, one is a competition between the worshipers' disciples, and the other is a competition to challenge the worshipers.
Long Ao did not participate in the competition among his disciples at all, and Ma Tianya only sent Zhang Heng to fight. The result was not as Ma Tianya expected, Zhang Heng won the championship without any bloodshed.
The next day, the competition to challenge the offerings was finally about to begin. This was the main event. If the previous competition between the disciples was just an appetizer, then the competition to challenge the offerings was a feast.
Ten worshipers from Lijiazhuang stood side by side in the field. Ten masters gathered together. Just standing there gave off a powerful chilling aura.
The worship battle in Lijiazhuang is very open and does not limit the challenger's identity or status.
The village chief Li Xiangyang strode onto the martial arts arena, and the crowd instantly fell silent. Li Xiangyang was recognized as the number one master in Lijiazhuang. Although he was not among those worshiped, he naturally held a high position of authority in a large village in charge of tens of thousands of people.
"Dear fellow villagers and fellow heroes, our Lijiazhuang's Challenge Offering Competition begins today. Whether it's a hero from this village, a master from another village, or a hero in the world, as long as any of the worshipers from our Lijiazhuang can defeat me, they will have the opportunity to become Lijiazhuang's new offering. Please try your best to avoid unnecessary casualties. Now, I declare that the challenge has officially begun." Li Xiangyang shouted angrily.
Ten worshippers lined up in a row, facing south, waiting for challengers to come forward to challenge.
Although there are great benefits to successfully challenging the offering, in reality it is not that easy. Those who dare to challenge the sacrifice will not end up as the village chief said.
A master naturally has the demeanor of a master, and no one wants to be treated as a soft persimmon. Once someone dares to challenge, if they are not strong enough, they will definitely lose ugly.
After a while, the first batch of challengers slowly walked onto the competition ground, and most of them were disciples of the village's priests.
The disciple who makes the offering will naturally challenge other offerings. If successful, both the master and the apprentice will become the offering, and their status in the village will rise accordingly.
Almost three people chose to challenge one of the offerings at the same time, namely Lei Yu, who ranked tenth.
Lei Yu successfully challenged the enshrinement ten years ago, so most challengers chose him.
Three people choose to challenge one. Naturally, these three people will decide the winner. Only the winner will have the opportunity to challenge.
"A bunch of idiots, so stupid. Lei Yu was able to become a worshiper ten years ago when he was less than twenty years old. Ten years later, can he still be the worst among all worshipers? At least they are at the middle level among worshipers." Long. Ao sneered.
Liu Qing and Zhang Heng also nodded secretly. It was obvious that Lei Yu was definitely not that easy to bully.
No one has yet stepped forward to challenge the top five offerings in Lijiazhuang.
"These guys also want to challenge the worship. There should be a lot of masters this year. Perhaps, this time we will have to wait until the last moment before a real master will appear." Village leader Li Xiangyang looked around at the dark crowd with a bright light in his eyes.
To challenge the same offering, only one strongest challenger can appear. Therefore, the challengers must identify the strongest one first.
"Li Wuhui, I am a man. I heard that you are the number one worshiper here and the strongest. I want to challenge you."
A surprisingly loud voice sounded.
"What? Directly challenge the No. 1 Enshrinement?" Even Li Xiangyang was shocked. He couldn't believe that someone dared to challenge the No. 1 Enshrinement so quickly.
"Who is this person! He is so young and young, he actually wants to challenge Li Gongfeng, he really doesn't know the heights of the world!"
"Hey, today's young people don't know how to live or die!"
"He is looking for death. I am sure that he will be beaten off the stage by Li Gongfeng very soon." The crowd started talking.
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"Hmph! I think you are young, so you should not come looking for death. I, Li Wuhui, am different from others. If you can't take three moves under my hand, I will kill you." A stern look flashed at the corner of Li Wuhui's mouth. , snorted disdainfully.
Two of the top ten worshipers in Lijiazhuang are Li Wuhui's disciples. As the number one worshiper in Lijiazhuang, he is naturally arrogant.
"You are so awesome. I don't believe in evil. If you, old man, can't do three moves in my hands, I will kill you." The man named Man Niu seemed to have a very hot temper.
"Someone challenges the No. 1 Enshrinement. Ah, that person is really brave." Someone sighed.
"That's not necessarily true. People with high skills are bold. Maybe this person is really powerful."
Almost everyone noticed the man who challenged Lijiazhuang's No. 1 enshrinement.
Li Wuhui was a powerful sixth-level warrior, and the challenger looked to be only twenty years old. Wouldn't he be seeking death if he challenged him
"All fighting is suspended, let's start the competition to challenge the No. 1 Sacrifice!" Li Xiangyang roared, and his men also shouted.
Long Ao squinted and looked over. Man Niu was at least 1.9 meters tall, with a dark complexion and as strong as a calf. He was carrying a huge machete on his body and had an evil look on his face.
"Do you really want to challenge me?" Li Wuhui was a little confused. In the last challenge meeting, no one dared to challenge him. He didn't expect that after ten years, such a young guy would dare to challenge him.
"Are you trying to bully my old age? Why did you choose me among so many people?"
"Stop talking nonsense. If you want to fight, fight. Get your weapons and prepare them. I'm about to fight." Man Niu said impatiently and took out the machete on his back.
The machete is 6 feet long, and the blade is thick and thick. It is not an ordinary thing at first glance. This machete weighs at least a hundred pounds.
Man Niu held the knife in his hand and danced it around casually, as if he was lifting a heavy weight with ease.
"Master!" Long Ao secretly praised in his heart. A layman watches the show, an expert watches the door, and an expert knows when he makes a move. The wild bull's casual swing is enough to prove his mastery of swordsmanship. The swing just now was actually a clever move, and of course ordinary people couldn't see it.
Li Wuhui's expression changed slightly. It seemed that this young man did have some strength. However, at such a young age, his skills would not be that deep anyway. There was no need to be afraid of him.
"Look at the knife!"
Without saying a polite word, Man Niu brandished his machete and struck Li Xiangyang on the head, as if he wanted to kill Li Xiangyang with one blow.
"Little tricks!"
Li Wuhui snorted coldly, stepped forward, and punched the back of the knife.
"If you dare to look down on you, you barbarian, you are seeking death!"
Man Niu's machete seemed to be spiritual. The blade of the knife turned over and struck at Li Wuhui's wrist.
Li Wuhui sneered and retracted his right hand, then suddenly punched out with his left hand, hitting the machete like a cannonball.
"ah!"
Li Wuhui was shocked. Just when his left fist hit the blade, he suddenly found a black light emerging from the machete, which turned out to be black sword energy.
Pain came from his fist. Li Wuhui didn't need to look carefully to know that his fist was injured by the opponent's sword energy. If he hadn't reacted quickly and used his inner strength at that time, he might have destroyed his entire left hand.
With a "swipe" sound, Li Wuhui's sword, which he had rarely used for several years, was unsheathed.
"Despicable boy, take my sword!"