Moonlight and wind

"Young man, do you want a martial arts secret book?" A familiar voice came from the alley next to the restaurant, "Give it to me, I'm honest with you!"

"Li!" Shan Boyu jumped into the alley and blocked Li's way.

"Brother Bai Yu!" Li hurriedly closed his cloak that was covered with secret books, "The young master is here too?" As he said that, he looked behind Shan Bai Yu.

"Li, we meet again!" Shan Zimo said as he walked out of the restaurant, followed by Yu Wenlin and Jian Yun, who both looked very happy.

"What happened?" Li looked up at the extinguished lantern under the eaves.

"It's nothing, someone just poisoned our food." Shan Zimo said nonchalantly.

"Ah?" Li opened his mouth wide, "This is outrageous! Let's go, let's take shelter at my home!" As he said that, Li pulled Shan Zimo towards a small courtyard that they could see.

"Don't be nervous, he wasn't poisoned to death!" Shan Zimo didn't care.

"Young Master, you don't know!" Li still pulled Shan Zimo towards the courtyard, "This lunatic from Meiyeyou City will never give up if he wants someone's life. Young Master, you can rest at Li's place tonight!"

"Great! I was just thinking about meeting them!" Shan Zimo said with a smile, "Besides, if I go there, I'm afraid it will cause trouble for you. Wherever is the most lively, why not take a good stroll tonight! By the way, Yuwenlin, you're not afraid, are you?"

"This young master has never been afraid!" Although he said this, he still leaned closer to Jianyun unconsciously.

"Okay! Where is the most lively place in this Meiyeyou City?"

"If you want to talk about the most lively place, it must be the Youshi Arena!"

"Huh? There's an arena here too?" Shan Zimo became interested.

"Of course! But the arena in You City is different from the ones outside."

"What's the difference?"

"What you're betting on here is your life!" As soon as these words came out, the four of them shuddered at the same time!

Led by Li, the group came to the center of the street. Diagonally opposite was the Secret Realm Shop. "From this location, I guess Princess Kirigakure often watches the battle upstairs!" As he spoke, Shan Zimo looked up at the Secret Realm Shop. The box lamp on the shelf next to the door squeaked.

The arena in Meiyeyou City is more like a martial arts arena. There are no tables and chairs for watching the fights or drinking tea under the stage, nor are there any waiters busying around.

The wooden fence surrounding the arena is out of tune with the rest of the arena because it is too new. The newly painted red paint looks like blood, and is even more creepy against the backdrop of the red lanterns surrounding it.

"This fence is quite new," Shan Zimo crossed his arms over his chest and looked at the two people fighting on the ring, one a swordsman and the other a swordsman, each of their moves was aimed at taking the other's life!

Suddenly, the swordsman broke through the fence and fell off the stage. The knifeman jumped up from the stage, stabbed the swordman in the chest with both hands. The swordsman struggled, let go and died!

The spectators around all made noises of celebration, and soon someone came to repair the fence of the arena. The brand new fence was even more eye-catching.

"So fierce!" Shan Zimo exclaimed.

"Young Master, let's leave this place!" Li pulled Shan Zimo to leave, and Shan Boyu also joined his team, wanting to pick up Shan Zimo and leave the ring.

"Look, who is that?" Shan Zimo pointed at an old man standing opposite the arena. It was none other than Wu Chi Yi Yi Hui.

The five people walked through the crowd, went to the other side of the ring, and came to Yijianhui's side.

"Yi Yi Hui!" "Master!" Yi Yi Hui was in a daze and didn't even hear anyone calling him!

"Young Master, there's no point in calling me Master now. He's like this every time after watching a martial arts competition. After a while he runs back home to write books!" Sure enough, after a while, he pushed through the crowd and ran away, as if he didn't see them!

"What a martial arts fanatic!"

"Look! That man is Shan Zimo, the eldest son of the Snow Shadow Hall, the first sect in Wu State!" Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted, and everyone's eyes turned to Shan Zimo. Then they heard the sound of weapons being drawn out.

Jian Yun immediately protected Shan Zimo and Yu Wenlin behind him, and stood in front with his sword drawn.

"Don't be nervous," Shan Zimo smiled and pushed away Jian Yun's arm that was blocking him, "Why don't you let me see who has the guts to take my life!"

After saying that, Shan Zimo jumped onto the stage, kicked the fence that had just been repaired, picked up a wooden stick, held it in his hand, smiled softly with a crooked mouth, and looked at the people below the stage who were ready to make a move.

"I'll do it!" The swordsman jumped onto the stage, the sword in his hand still dripping with blood! The swordsman swung the sword, drawing a circle in front of him, holding the sword with both hands, pointing only at Shan Zimo.

Shan Zimo suddenly appeared beside the swordsman with a bit of ridicule, so fast that the swordsman had no time to react! Shan Zimo swung the wooden stick in his hand and hit the swordsman head-on.

The swordsman took a few steps back before he calmed down, "He's got something! I just thought the young master of Xueying Hall was a show-off!" The swordsman also smiled with contempt.

Shan Zimo continued to attack quickly, and the stick hit the swordsman's chest directly. The swordsman dodged sideways, grabbed the wooden stick in front of him with one hand, and swung the sword with the other hand to take Shan Zimo's head!

Shan Zimo leaned back to avoid the blow, then turned over and kicked the swordsman on the chin! The swordsman felt the pain and loosened his grip on the stick, and the two separated.

"You have a lot of stuff!" Shan Zimo carried the wooden stick on his shoulder casually, without any intention of fighting.

"Can you do it? If not, let me do it!" "That's right! If you can't, get off now!" The people below the ring were already impatient and shouted to the swordsman.

"Shut up!" The swordsman roared, and in an instant the entire Meiye City seemed to quiet down.

"Tsk, he may not have much ability, but he has a bad temper!" A very small voice muttered in the crowd.

"I told you to shut up!" The swordsman raised his knife and rushed towards the crowd below the stage. He grabbed the speaker's collar with one hand, lifted him up, and slashed at his face with the knife in his hand!

Shan Zimo gathered his inner strength in his right hand, grasped the wooden stick, held it above his right shoulder, and took a step forward with ease, "Go!" With a shout from Shan Zimo, the wooden stick shot out at an extremely fast speed, heading straight for the swordsman's right arm!

With a bang, the knife fell to the ground, and the wooden stick thrown by Dan Zimo actually pierced the swordsman's right arm, leaving a bloody hole!

"How is it?" Shan Zimo asked Yu Wenlin and others in the audience with a smile, "Look at the standard of my javelin throwing! Hahaha!" Taking part in sports meets on behalf of the class since childhood is no joke!

Four people in the audience gave thumbs up at the same time, and the crowd cheered!

"Brother, what kind of gun is a javelin?" Li asked Shan Boyu. "Don't ask, don't ask about the young master's affairs!" Shan Boyu said proudly.

"Are you coming or not?" Shan Zimo stood on the stage and looked at the swordsman with a contemptuous expression.

"Humph, I just fought a battle today and I've used up some of my energy, but I'll remember this grudge!"

"Look, you can't play anymore. If you lose, you lose. You still hold a grudge!"

"Is there anyone who wants to play a few more rounds with me?" Shan Zimo looked at the intact fence on one side and the people in the audience. People looked at each other, without any of the arrogance they had just now.

"No one is here, so let's stop here for today?" Shan Zimo asked again, but still no one answered.

"Where is the person who wanted to poison me? Now is your chance!"