The road winds, Luoxiamen members finally climbed to the top of Mount Tai with the attention of many peers in the world...

Although there has been a round of screening at the foot of the mountain, there are still as many martial arts masters shortlisted for the Tianlist competition. Most of the twenty-four blades are immature and have never experienced such a grand scene. At this time, when they see the scene where the masters of the world are fighting together, they are a little confident.

After all, those who are sitting and standing are all the best people from all over the world, and some of them can even change the color of the mountains and mountains by stomping their feet. In the past, they could only be a spectator at all, but now they are here to be a show-off with them. They can only say that the world is changing and makes people sigh!

It was Dugu Wu himself, and he no longer looked as Yingshuang as he was talking and laughing in the past. The instructions of King Taiping were still in his ears, pressing his shoulders heavily. Where will the entire martial arts world go in the future depends on the results of his sword competition this time.

Although I got another opportunity and benefited from two great rebirths of the help of the great rebirth elixir, and my skills reached the realm of transformation, I was still worried. The dignified sword master is definitely not a personal act of intent. Only when the entire Luoxia disciples work together and gain the first place in the master list and sect version can they win the name of the sword master and command the martial arts world.

What is not symmetrical to everyone's solemn and nervous expression is the face on the high place.

He still had a lazy smile that was a bit slouching, which made people who were not sure think that he had just woken up and got up to watch the show. The banner tied to his forehead with the words "Luxiamen will win" was a little blurred by sweat, and he could still tell it.

People have this strange mentality. If you can see things clearly at a glance, you may not take them seriously or even turn a blind eye. But it is the kind of thing that cannot be understood at a glance and needs to be carefully distinguished to see them. It makes people curious and they have to look carefully before they can stop.

Many people squeezed over intentionally or unintentionally, carefully looking at the words on the forehead of the high place. People who read it clearly flashed with surprise in their eyes. Some people even whispered: When will Luoxiamen have fallen to this level, and even mentally retarded young people have been admitted to the door. Look at this kind of men and women, tall like a hill, short like a small earth bun; fat like a pig, thin and shaky as if they were blown away by the wind at any time, hehe, there is a lot of fun this year!

He had long been used to attracting attention, and he didn't mind the contempt or sarcasm of others. He just squinted his eyes and slowly looked at the direction of the ring.

The top of the mountain is nearly centered, and the arena has been set up long ago. It is about six meters long, six meters wide, and one to eight meters high. It is all embedded in the four square wooden blocks that are 61 feet square, and it looks very strong.

On the left side of the ring, there are several weapons racks, wooden knives, wooden swords, wooden guns... All eighteen weapons are all made of wooden. This is the rule passed down from previous sword competitions. Because black and white are in the same place, it is difficult to control the scene. Swords and guns have no eyes, and it is inevitable to seek personal grudges and vent personal anger. Such things are often not difficult to cover up on the surface, so it is difficult for people to judge whether they are intentional or unintentional. In order to avoid the rare martial arts event becoming a bloody land for seeking revenge, the nine major sects simply set rules: to prove martial arts skills and stop. If there is any injury or death, exchange blood for blood.

It's awesome. If you take the opportunity to seek revenge and cut off one of your opponent's arms, you must compensate at the cost of one of your own. If you "accidentally" pull off the opponent's head, you can only accompany your neck. Moreover, just in case, all weapons are specified and all are made of wood.

After the arena, there is a high stand, with twenty-four seats on the stage, which are specially used for viewing and judging the heads of major sects and one side. In order to ensure the fairness and fairness of the sword competition, the black and white giants each occupy twelve seats, and jointly referee the matters of competition, and use the principle of minority to obey the majority.

In the other three directions of the arena, there are heroes and bad guys from each sect, sect, mountains and villages standing densely. Because it is a list of masters rather than a sect dispute, not many people show their own banner, and most of them just gather with their own people.

Gao Chu was looking at it, and the head of the Taishan Sect had already welcomed him with a group of disciples. Gao Chu stood up straight, and just nodded slightly at them with great grace and nodded slightly, and then they turned a blind eye to them and headed straight for Luoxia swordsman Duguwu.

Gaodu made a boring thing. Seeing the leader of Taishan and his master quarreled with each other for a long time before walking to the judges side by side, he sighed unconsciously. Hypocrisy and perfunctory are indispensable at any time. This world really disappoints.

One after another, the twenty-four seats on the judging table were filled with people, and the sun was approaching noon at this time. Zhuge Feng, a big-bellied man, could not bear the hunger and took out the big cake and beef to swallow it.

His eating method, like a starving ghost, was seen in the eyes of everyone, and unconsciously aroused everyone's appetite. The rest of the people in the martial arts world were not hungry, and they thought it was time to eat something. They took out the food and started lunch. Before the Tianbang race started, the heroes of the world gathered together and had a real dinner together.

Seeing the crowd's emotions rising higher and higher than the sun at noon, the sky-listed veil was finally unveiled in the midst of impatient calls.

Some monks with bald heads practiced with their hair. The abbot of Baichuan of Shaolin Temple walked down from the judgment table and got on the martial arts. He first bowed to the heroes from all sides, and then said in a loud voice: "I am Shaolin Baichuan, under the instructions of the major sects, and here he announced that the masters of the Heavenly List are now starting."

"Before the start of the competition, I will reiterate the rules of the Tianbang: First, martial arts people in the world, regardless of gender, age, and origin, can all use martial arts friends to compete with each other in martial arts. Second, during the competition, those who deliberately hurt others and those who do not intend to hurt others will pay the same price. Those who are stubborn will be chased by the Green Forest Arrow and the Soul Chasing Tie; Third, those who lose three consecutively will be qualified to advance and enter the next round of competition, and will go back and forth, until the top 100 of the Tianbang are selected. The losers will lose the opportunity to go to the stage again. Now, the competition begins!"

After the old monk announced the start of the competition, he slowly returned to the stands.

The people in the audience looked at me and I looked at you, but they were stunned. No one came on stage first. They all wanted to see how strong the other party was. Fortunately, they watched it and knew it.

However, everyone understands that according to this rule, the earlier you play, the better you get, because after all, there are soft persimmons to pinch. After the competition eliminates most people, the rest will be hard characters, making it more and more difficult to make it difficult to make a comeback.

Gao Chu naturally understood the truth, so he often set an example to take advantage of small gains. In the blink of an eye at his apprentice Lang Xing, the young man immediately understood. He exerted force on his toes and flew up in the air. His body style was very beautiful, and he stepped onto the ring lightly and steadily.

Seeing thousands of eyes staring at him in the audience, Lang Xing's palms were a little sweaty, but as soon as he touched the threatening look of "I'll give you a good look" from the heights, he was immediately frightened and forgot his nervousness. He forced himself to fight to the weapon stand, picked up a peach wood sword (it shouldn't be used to exorcise ghosts), then stabilized his emotions and bowed to the crowds under the audience with generous words: "You are here to ask! Xiao Ke is not talented, Lang Xing, a third-generation disciple of Luoxia Sect, is willing to throw bricks and attract jade here and learn about the skills of heroes from all over the world. I hope that any senior expert will give you advice!"

When everyone heard that it was Luoxia Gate? Didn’t Luoxia Gate sacrifice their lives for the country in the Battle of Wushen Island ten years ago? When did the mountain gate be cleaned up again? Those who came on stage looked like a child, just let’s take a look first. Some people with status and ability are embarrassed to go on stage. If they win, they will be disgraceful, and if they lose, they will be even more disgraceful. Of course, other people without status and ability are not embarrassed. Who doesn’t like to pinch soft persimmons? Is it possible that such a good opportunity to be left to others?

As soon as Lang Xing finished speaking, a thin middle-aged man, a "harrier into the clouds", turned over to the ring. He went to the weapon stand first to pick a short blade, then put the short blade on his back, and hugged Lang Xing and clasped his fists: "I'm invited the little hero. Our family is the yellow tree called "despicable". You have to give in to me later!"

Lang Xing was stunned when he heard his nickname. Who could call him such a shabby and detrimental name? The heroes in the audience burst into laughter at this time.

It turns out that this "despicable" Huang Shu is a thief who can't get on the table. He usually steals chickens and dogs to tease women, and declares that he is in a bad position. Everyone looks down on him, so he gave him the name "despicable". However, this despicable is not useless. He always has his own outstanding features when he is able to stay away from the law. His extraordinary features are that his hands and feet are flexible and his light skills are very good. When he encounters a bully, he will beat him with a three-legged cat, and when he meets a powerful person, he will run away, and then run away and come back to play with others.

Lang Xing was smart when he was young and smart. When he saw that the person was frivolous and his body was smart, he knew his weaknesses wisely. In this way, according to the experience given to him by the master, using calmness to control his movements is the key to victory.

After making up his mind, he placed the wooden sword in his hand on his chest, guarding the four directions with one move "all-inclusive". He quietly waited for his opponent to fetch. Huang Shu had a good idea and used his strengths to attack the enemy's shortcomings. If he could rely on his own strengths to lure the opponent and then find an opportunity to defeat the enemy, it would be better. If he couldn't win, he would also play with his opponent. Unexpectedly, this young man seemed to have seen through his ideas and adopted a strict defensive moment as soon as he started.
Chapter completed!