Xie Jianfeng!

Famous throughout Longxiang City, a rare young genius in a hundred years has opened up his acupoints and been promoted to a warrior at the age of seventeen! Everyone knows that as long as he does not die in the middle, his future will be unlimited. Even if he becomes a general of the empire,

It's possible!

As he entered, the entire square stared at him, and even another handsome young man and a pretty woman standing behind him were ignored.

On the huge martial stage, there was a row of VIP seats, and sitting on it was a middle-aged man in purple brocade. His face was like a knife, full of calmness and dignity. He was the Lord of Longxiang City!

To the left and right of the city lord, there are four people sitting respectively, who are the judges of the kicking competition. Everyone has a good background, and among them is the leader of the Red Carp Gang - Hongxue!

She was wearing a soft gauze red dress, her snow-white skin was like gelatin, and her slender straight legs were leaning on the seat. She was elegant and noble, with an air that could not be blasphemed.

Looking at the young man in white walking along the way, Hongxue's beautiful eyes were shining with brilliance. She had been extremely smart since she was a child. She was proficient in almost everything, whether it was music, chess, calligraphy or painting. If she hadn't put most of her energy into practicing martial arts.

She is definitely a famous and talented woman.

Even though she was distracted from practicing piano and studying, she still became a high-level martial arts student at the age of sixteen. Now four or five years have passed. Although she has not yet understood the acupoints and is one step away from being a martial artist, she is confident that she can become a martial artist before she is thirty.

, become a warrior!

But the young man in white clothes in front of her could actually become a warrior at the age of eighteen. Such an astonishing talent even made her feel inferior. In her mind, there was perhaps only one person who could compare with the young man in white clothes in front of her.

"The demon-suppressing master's disciple seems to be only twelve or thirteen years old, and he is already a high-level martial arts student. If he can comprehend the acupoints and become a martial artist before he is eighteen years old, he will be able to compete with this person in terms of talent." Hong

Xue thought secretly in her heart.

"It's true that a hero emerges from a young age." The city lord sitting next to her looked at Xie Jianfeng's cold temperament and felt very happy. He smiled and said: "Since Zhuo Xiao a hundred years ago, there has never been such an outstanding genius.

, also dressed in white, this Xie Jianfeng has a bit of a shadow of 'Zhuo Xiao'."

"The city lord has given you the award. Zhuo Xiao became a warrior at the age of sixteen, and his talent is not comparable to that of Jian Feng." A middle-aged man in black said modestly. Although his words were very polite, his eyes were full of pride and joy.

"Don't be modest, Brother Zhang. Your martial arts gym is really not simple. It can be taught by such a talented person. It seems that after this gymnastics competition, you will be ready to be a carpenter." The city lord said with a smile.

"carpenter?"

"Yes, when the threshold is broken, what can we do without a carpenter?" The city lord burst into laughter.

The middle-aged man in black finally came to his senses and started laughing too.

At this time, as the three contestants from Tianlong Martial Arts Hall arrived, people from the second martial arts gym walked out immediately, namely Hanxiang Martial Arts Hall, which won second place in the last gymnastics competition, and then Tingyuge Martial Arts Hall.

Finally, there is the Bamboo Sword Martial Arts School. After these few martial arts schools, the other martial arts schools came one after another, and slowly entered the square according to the ranking they obtained last time.

"Huh?" The city lord glanced around, and suddenly saw a scorching sun carved on a banner entering the venue, "This pattern...is the Chunyang Martial Arts School?"

The middle-aged man in black next to him looked over and saw Tang Tian coming with Tang Long and two others. These two people were a young man and a middle-aged man respectively. The middle-aged man had a strong body and bulging body.

Muscles, you can tell they are powerful just by looking at them.

"The number one martial arts school thirty years ago has now declined to this extent." The city lord couldn't help but shake his head in regret. The rise and fall of Glory is like the ebb and flow of the tide, which always makes people sigh with emotion.

The middle-aged man in black looked at Tang Tian with a sneer on his lips.

At this time, about twenty or thirty martial arts halls entered the square, and the entire vast martial arts hall became quiet. The city lord stood up, walked to the center of the martial arts platform, looked around the audience, and said boldly: "Every six years.

The kicking competition has finally begun. This is a day worth looking forward to. I won’t go into the beautiful opening words. Regarding the rules of the competition, I believe everyone knows it. Those who reach the top eight in the end will receive three hundred taels of silver.

As a reward, the top three will receive a weapon forged by Feiye Pavilion, and the first place will receive a plaque on the door of the No. 1 Martial Arts Hall specially given by the imperial court, symbolizing the highest glory!"

Wow!

There was a noise of landslide and tsunami in the square.

Three hundred taels of silver is enough for an ordinary family of four to live for a lifetime. As for the weapons forged in "Feiye Pavilion", they are absolutely exquisite. Even warriors will be happy to get the weapons and armor forged in it.

Not to mention the benefits brought by the highest honor for the first-place plaque. With this plaque, you can also get a salary from the court, which will not end until the next term in six years.

The eyes of the dozens of people from the martial arts halls in the audience were radiant, but the people from Tingyu Pavilion, Hanxiang Martial Arts Hall, and Bamboo Sword Martial Arts Hall standing in the front showed no expressions, and they just looked at those people occasionally.

The young man in white at the front of the crowd had fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.

"Today is the knockout round." The city lord looked down at the audience and said loudly: "All martial arts gym owners, please come up and draw lots. According to the rules, the martial arts gyms that got the top three last time will directly participate in tomorrow's formal exchange and compete for the top eight.

.”

As soon as he finished speaking, figures from the crowd walked up to the martial arts stage and drew lots from a huge lottery box held by a beautiful woman.

Tang Tian touched a number 16 bamboo stick and returned to the stage. Next to him, Tang Long participated for the first time. He looked over curiously and said, "According to the rules, our opponent's martial arts school should be a number 15 bamboo stick."

Sign it?"

"Yes, the rule is extremely simple. Two adjacent bamboo sticks communicate with each other. For example, the bamboo stick number seventeen communicates with the bamboo stick number eighteen, the bamboo stick number nineteen communicates with the twenty, and so on." Tang Tian nodded.

"No matter who it is." Tang Long clenched his fists, his eyes flashing, "As long as it's not Xie Jianfeng or anyone else, I won't lose!"

"Just try your best." Tang Tian smiled slightly, and then sighed: "If your brother was here, it would be no problem for our martial arts school to win second place."

Tang Long nodded slightly, worry flashed in his eyes, "I hope he will be fine."

…

After everything was done, soon, the fierce gym-kick competition officially started with the sound of drums. The remaining martial arts gyms were praying, hoping that their opponent's martial arts gym would not be the Bamboo Sword Martial Arts Gym. Last time they did this

Although Bamboo Sword Martial Arts School is only in fourth place, there is not much gap between it and Tingyuge Pavilion in third place, and no one wants to encounter it.

Time passes.

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was as blazing as fire.

"On the 15th and 16th, please send personnel to the stage." A middle-aged referee raised his voice on the stage.

"Father, let me go, I will deal with the three of them by myself." Tang Long said proudly with a frivolous and unruly look on his eyebrows.

Tang Tian shook his head and said: "You can't reveal your strength so early. It's too eye-catching. Just be the last one." After saying that, he said to the middle-aged man next to him: "A Dong, you go ahead."

"Yes, Master." The middle-aged man stood up. He will be thirty years old in two years and cannot participate. This is his first and last time to participate in such a grand competition. He felt excited and had determination in his eyes.

and perseverance.

Adong's opponent was a young man with a cold and arrogant expression. After seeing Adong's martial arts uniform, the young man had disdain in his eyes and sneered: "The former largest martial arts school has sent someone of your age here.

It’s really embarrassing. Is there no one left in the martial arts school?”

Adong's face darkened and he said, "Didn't your host teach you manners and self-cultivation?"

"He only taught me how to hit people!" The young man sneered. Under the referee's announcement, his body suddenly rushed towards A Dong. Since it was a knockout match, he could not use weapons, so he directly raised his fist to fight.

Press your elbows towards A Dong.

Adong snorted coldly, clenched his fists, used the "Super Dragon Power" boxing technique, and faced the enemy.

…

At the VIP table, the city lord looked at Adong's skills and sighed deeply: "At such an old age, he is only an average martial arts student. It seems that Chunyang Martial Arts School has lost Wolong Pool and has indeed become depressed."

The middle-aged man in black clothes beside him just smiled, with a hint of sarcasm in his modest smile.

Hongxue on the other side was a little confused. She looked at the waiting seats at Chunyang Martial Arts Hall, but she didn't see Tang Lin. She frowned, as if she was thinking about something.

…

Ten minutes later, Adong was beaten by the young man in the martial arts hall with wounds all over his body. Tang Long couldn't bear to see it and kept shouting in the audience to persuade him to retreat. However, Adong stubbornly spent his last bit of strength before he fell down unwillingly.

.

Next came the handsome young man.

Since the young man on the stage had spent a lot of energy, he was quickly defeated under the fierce attack of this handsome young man.

In front of another young man sent from the opposite side in the second round, this handsome young man was also defeated. Then it was Tang Long's turn. He had been suffering in the audience. Although he kept Tang Tian's teachings in mind and should not expose too much power,

As soon as he came on the stage, he was full of anger and beat the young man until he vomited blood. Then, the martial arts school sent a beautiful woman, who was just an intermediate martial arts student.

Tang Long was a bit arrogant at heart and never wanted to bully a woman. He was a little hasty in the face of this delicate woman's attack, but with his strong strength, he finally won.

The contest between the two martial arts schools was like a drop of water, not making much waves. Most of the audience could not help but fall asleep even after watching half of it.

After the second day.

Chunyang Martial Arts School became the top 16 and competed with the martial arts schools promoted from the knockout round to the final eight.

In the final random draw, Tingyuge Martial Arts School was chosen.

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