World Traveler

"Guess why I became like this?"

When talking about Yanan's appearance, Tang Buyi instantly lost interest and replied indifferently.

"Forget it, I won't learn it anymore. I make a living by my looks. If I lose them, I'm afraid I won't even be able to walk into the Huayue Tower."

Yanan suddenly spoke earnestly.

"Buyi, you have to remember that lust is a knife that scrapes away bones. You can't think about these messy things every day. If you lust after everything, it will only harm you."

Tang Buyi didn't care about Yanan's words at all.

"Don't you know that I, Tang Buyi, am known for being tough? Besides, how dare you, the young master of the Kongtong Sect, who has four wives, say that about me?"

"Ahem, that's called adapting to local customs and respecting the traditions of the Kongtong Sect."

"Six, seeing you showing off during tomorrow's competition will be more painful than killing me. I'm leaving now."

After saying that, Tang Buyi used his Qinggong skills and disappeared in an instant.

This is truly the carefree Tang Buyi who comes and goes like the wind...

He shook his head slightly, and looking at Tang Moling with her head resting on his chest in his arms, a smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

Yes, Moling has a good temper.

Tomorrow is the martial arts competition to win the bride, and in order to avoid any accidents, Yanan was sent back to Tang Moling.

Well, she was sent back to her own room, not her own little room. After all, she has grown up now...

Although, Mo Ling feels that there is no change from before...

...............

A large arena was set up on Tangmen Mountain. Before dawn, the arena was surrounded by people from the martial arts world.

They sit together in groups of three or five, either chatting, meditating, or performing martial arts to show off their abilities.

Today, the Tang Sect was given the feeling of a Kongtong Sect colorless market.

Looking at so many people below, Tang Zhongling touched his beard with a smile, greeted Nangong Yuan beside him, and walked out.

As a man of the world, I just said a few simple words and didn't say much more.

The theme is very simple. In the martial arts world, peace is the most important thing. Fighting and killing are not allowed. Although it is a martial arts competition to win a bride, the hope is also to see the martial arts skills of each young hero. Don't fight to the death.

After all, today there was not only Tang Zhongling from the Tang Clan, but also Nangong Yuan. Especially after seeing Tang Zhongling acting as if nothing had happened, he dared not act recklessly.

There was no drawing of lots or division into teams. After explaining the precautions, he silently took two steps back. The disciples next to him also brought out tables, chairs and tea sets from the Zhengxin Hall, and sat on a high place to watch their competition with Nangong Yuan.

Swish——

When the others were really hesitating, a young man in white had already appeared on the ring, and the others recognized him at this time.

"It's Jie Wuchen, the Wind God of Emei."

"Ah? Isn't his nickname Ren Yunlong?"

The man turned around and looked at Yanan, taking a look.

"Brother, have you just come down from the mountain?"

"That man Yunlong's title was changed a long time ago. It was changed to Fengshen a long time ago. At that time, storytellers in the martial arts world would mention it when they had nothing to do. Over time, the name was changed."

"understood."

At this time, Xie Wuchen on the ring saw that no one dared to come up, curled his lips, and looked at the group of people below and mocked them.

"I, Jie Wuchen, am putting this on the table today. I am either here to get married or to compete in martial arts."

"You can get married if you want, but you have to get past me. If you are a coward or have poor martial arts skills, take this opportunity to get out of here."

Faced with such remarks that were obviously meant to disrupt the party, many people immediately turned their heads to look at Tang Zhongling who was sitting above.

Tang Zhongling drank a sip of tea and did not blame Jie Wuchen for what he did. Instead, he said something.

"If you don't have the corresponding strength, how can you protect your family, wife, and children when you encounter a strong enemy?"

Seeing that what Tang Zhongling expressed was clearly on Jie Wuchen's side, the others naturally did not dare to have any opinions.

Many people who came to try their luck and fish in troubled waters immediately moved back silently after seeing Wuchen's firm attitude, and went to the audience seats to watch the excitement.

There are also a few people who think they can do it.

But after just a few moves, Jie Wuchen kicked him on the butt and knocked him down.

I have to say that Xie Wuchen still pays great attention to the rules of the underworld. At least the players who were kicked down were not seriously injured and will be fine after resting.

However, my body didn't hurt, but my face was burning with pain. It was really embarrassing.

"No way, no way, with your limited strength, you dare to think about participating in the martial arts competition to win a bride?"

After a round of sarcastic remarks, the people below were so angry that their faces turned red and their necks became thick, and the crowd below instantly exploded.

"Brothers, this guy is too pretentious."

"That's it."

At this time, a rich young man who had just come down from the ring and was dressed luxuriously, covered his butt and said to the people around him while looking at Jie Wuchen who was in the limelight.

"Whoever dares to kick him will be given two taels of silver."

The person next to him asked curiously.

"Which he? The it with the corpse?"

"........."

The rich young man was suddenly speechless.

Of course, in addition to the words that he disliked, there were also a bunch of fans who cheered for Jie Wuchen.

"Wind God, Wind God, you are the best!"

"OHHHHHH!"

"Wind God, Fengshen, you are the best!"

"Wind God! I want to give birth to a child for you!"

The people with footprints on their buttocks couldn't help but curse inwardly after seeing this scene.

"Fuck, what the hell is this..."

Someone next to Yanan suddenly sighed.

"This Wind God is so awesome! When do you think we'll ever see such a day?"

"Brother, you are tired, go to sleep quickly, then you will have everything in your dreams."

Yanan couldn't help but twitch his lips after hearing these plain words, and he interjected a word.

"This Jie Wuchen is a special case. His martial arts skills are already first-rate, and he can be said to be unrivaled among his peers. As for his reputation, he has the merit of killing the right guardian of the Paradise Cult..."

"Then we have absolutely no chance, right?"

"unless……"

The people gathered around Yanan and waited quietly for him to continue.

"Unless a genius far superior to Jie Wuchen emerges, with unparalleled martial arts skills, and can single-handedly reconquer the entire martial arts world..."

"He even possesses the power to turn the tide and save the collapsing empire. He will definitely become a hero for the entire Song State... I guarantee that his reputation will far surpass that of Xie Wuchen today."

After hearing what Yanan said, the people around him fell into fantasy, imagining what the scene would be like.

At this time, a young swordsman in white clothes next to him was also trapped by Yanan's words, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

"Turn the tide when it's already falling, and support a building that's about to collapse..."