The wind blows the plum blossoms over Guanshan

As they expected, the number of participants and spectators on the second day was a little less than yesterday, and the surrounding area of ​​the stadium did not seem too crowded.Chang Sheng was not in a hurry to play this time, but quietly watched the battle in the teahouse, waiting for the opportunity.

"Changsheng, it's just a martial arts competition. It doesn't matter if you can't beat someone with strong martial arts. Be careful not to hurt yourself."

Chang Sheng lay on the railing and looked at the martial arts arena. Hearing Murong Zhaohui's words, his heart warmed, and he said, "I will try my best. If the situation is not good, I will definitely protect myself and prevent myself from getting hurt."

The sun was gradually setting to the west, and the western sky was covered with red sunset glow, and several egrets flew by in the distance, Murong Zhaohui's face looked particularly moving in the setting sun.Chang Sheng smiled slightly at Murong Zhaohui, and stepped down the Tingyu Building.There were fewer people outside the martial arts arena, and many martial arts practitioners were already tired and ready to go back to the inn to rest.Standing in the middle of the arena was a gray-clothed man, around eight feet in length, holding an iron chain as a weapon.Just now he had defeated seven players and was waiting for the next player to enter the field.He is not bad at skills, and the evening competition is coming to an end, and no one has challenged him on stage for a long time.According to the regulations, if no one comes to the stage to challenge the winner for a long time, even if ten people are not defeated, it is considered a winner.

"Heroes, do you still want to challenge Pei Yong of Jingzhou?" The referee couldn't bear it anymore, and went up to the competition stage to ask. "If no one comes to the stage to fight, Pei Yong will be considered a winner."

No one responded in the arena, at this time a teenage boy in black clothes easily jumped onto the arena, and clasped his fists to Pei Yong and the referee on the field: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Meng Changsheng from Jingzhou." The referee nodded and returned Go to the position and wait for a new round of fighting.

Pei Yong saw that although the young man was handsome and imposing, but still young and thin, he thought that this young man must be a bit young and could not stand the cruel fight in the world.And he didn't know that Chang Sheng had already carefully studied his martial arts routines at the side during the battle, and he knew that he was beginning to show signs of fatigue, so he wanted to wait for the two of them to challenge him before going on stage, but unexpectedly no one came out for a long time, Had to go ahead.

Pei Yong used the iron chain as a weapon, and Chang Sheng chose a stick on the field as a response.Among the weapons, Changsheng is best at swordsmanship, but it is not suitable to use the sword against the iron chain, so he gave up the sword and used the stick to fight.

The referee gave an order, and the contest began.Pei Yong struck the iron chain in his hand towards Changsheng, Changsheng's figure was nimble and dodged left and right, but he was not hit by the iron chain for a while.Coupled with the previous few matches, Pei Yong's breath was already a little unsteady at this time.Chang Sheng found a loophole and dodged Pei Yong's offensive with a backhand blow, hitting Pei Yong's lower abdomen with the wooden stick.Pei Yong's body was unstable for a moment, and he covered his abdomen with one hand, sweating profusely.

Seeing that the qualification for the next round was destroyed by this kid in front of him, Pei Yong was unwilling to do so, so he kept his body and made every move more vicious.However, the harder he tried, the faster his physical strength was consumed, and he was defeated in less than a moment, and clasped his fists at Changsheng: "Pei has lost."

The people in the arena expected that the boy just took advantage of Pei Yong's exhaustion to defeat him, they were not convinced, several people took turns to fight, but they were all defeated by the boy.The ninth person in the Changsheng battle had already completely darkened.In order to prevent the contest from being too long, they have made sufficient preparations.Chang Sheng ate and took a nap before going on stage, so he was full of energy.But even so, Changsheng still felt that his physical strength was exhausted too quickly when he reached the ninth player, so he kept slowing down, waiting for the opponent to attack before responding, and rarely actively attacking.

The ninth man lost.Chang Sheng stroked his forehead with his hand, his hair was covered with sweat.Chang Sheng looked down the stage, Murong Zhaohui was standing in the middle of the crowd, wearing a bamboo hat covered with white gauze, accompanied by Jiang Ling and Xiao Shuang.There was a lot of voices, and when Chang Sheng saw that person, he immediately felt a lot more at ease in his heart, and turned his attention back to the competition arena.At this moment, no one was on stage to compete, Chang Sheng wiped his sweat with his sleeve, and opened his collar slightly.After resting for a while, I felt that my physical strength had recovered a bit, and I thought that there was only one person left, so it shouldn't be a problem.

"Are there any heroes to challenge on stage? If there is no one, it will be over for tonight. Meng Shaoxia will be eligible to compete on the boat."

Chang Sheng looked at the other arenas, and the competitions had already rested.It seems that tonight he is the last to end.

"Tang Sect Tang Yun, please enlighten me as a hero." A young man in a yellow shirt flew up to the stage and stood opposite Chang Sheng. He was in his early twenties and had a handsome face.

Seeing that it was someone from the Tang Sect who came on stage, the people in the audience couldn't help talking about it.The Tang Sect was already invited, even if they didn't need a martial arts competition, they could go on a flower boat to watch the battle and participate in the exhibition, so why bother to bully a fledgling boy?What's more, Tang Yun is the third disciple of the Tang Sect, so there is no need to talk about kung fu.

Listening to people discussing Tang Yun's kung fu in the Tang Sect, Murong Zhaohui and the others all looked nervous and worried about longevity.Tang Sect is good at hidden weapons, and is good at using poison. If the hidden weapon is stained with poison, being hit is no joke.

"Heroes of the Tang Sect, in the martial arts conference, heroes don't use hidden weapons with poison." Xiao Shuang saw that Changsheng had fought nine times, but met a powerful opponent in the last game, and was really worried.Thinking about the Tang Sect's people using hidden weapons and poisons, they couldn't relax for a while.

When Tang Yun saw a young lady asking him questions, he quickly and sincerely replied: "It's natural, heroes, please rest assured. Since it is the Tang Sect, it is natural to have the demeanor of the Tang Sect. People of the Tang Sect will only act as a last resort. It is absolutely impossible to use poison in martial arts conferences. Tang Yun came to the stage this time, and he was suspected of bullying rookies in the rivers and lakes. Seeing that Brother Meng Xian is so young, he couldn't help but think Just ask for a few tricks in advance."

Listening to Tang Yun's "good brother", Changsheng caressed his forehead.When did he become his good brother?This guy is too familiar.In the audience, Xiao Shuang snorted and said, "Since I know I'm bullying the rookies, I still deliberately play at the tenth place, I really know how to pick the right time."

Murong Zhaohui's face was hidden under the tulle, watching the situation on the stage, he couldn't help but clenched his sleeves tightly.On the other side, Tang Yun continued: "Brother Meng Xian has already defeated nine people. It is quite unfair to my younger brother that I am on stage at this time. I also ask the referee to allow my younger brother to rest for another incense stick."

Hearing Tang Yun call him good younger brother familiarly, Chang Sheng shuddered twice.After drinking water and resting for a while, the people below left some and came again.A few hawkers selling candied haws and malt candy peddled among the crowd, laughing happily.On the other hand, Tang Yun was sitting there, looking at Chang Sheng with a smile on his face.Changsheng swallowed his saliva, feeling that he had seen this kind of expression before.After thinking for a long time, I remembered a person.But Tang Yun and Zhao Guangyu looked nothing alike, and Chang Sheng didn't know why he thought of that little fat man.

Changsheng saw that Tang Yun had a sword on his waist, and he happened to be good at using a sword, so he decided to use a sword to deal with it.However, seeing the brocade bag on his waist, and remembering that he is from the Tang Sect, maybe it is a hidden weapon or something, he was a little more concerned.

"Brother Meng Xian, please."

Tang Yun and Chang Sheng fought sword against sword, and the fight was inseparable.Changsheng realized that Tang Yun didn't seem to be in a hurry to defeat him, nor did he want to make himself exhausted due to exhaustion.Chang Sheng was puzzled, he said that this person from the Tang Sect was probably just coming up for fun, and didn't take the competition very seriously.

The two wrestled for nearly two quarters of an hour. Chang Sheng felt that if he continued to exhaust himself like this, he must be the one who was physically exhausted first. After thinking about it, he made a feint and deliberately created a loophole. Tang Yun saw the loophole and fell into a trap.Changsheng made a sharp backhand blow, Tang Yun blocked it with his sword, but was forced back a few steps by the force, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.There was a burst of applause from the audience, those people from the rivers and lakes had already eaten and drank enough, and they came out of the inn to join in the fun, seeing the exciting fight, they were not stingy with applause.

Changsheng meant quick battles and quick decisions, but Tang Yun's skill was not fully displayed. He didn't know Tang Yun's real strength.If the onslaught is a waste of energy, it will only lose faster, so Changsheng hesitated for a while.

"Brother Meng Xian, it doesn't seem like much fun to fight like this. It's better for you and me to fight with all our strength. To be honest, using swords is not what I'm best at. Why don't I use my best skills?" Let’s see if Brother Meng Xian can withstand it.”

The two confronted each other for a while, and after Tang Yun finished speaking, he threw the sword in his hand far away to his fellow disciples off the field.

Murong Zhaohui off the court saw Tang Yun throwing the sword away, guessing that he was going to use a unique move, seeing that Chang Sheng was a little tired, he felt uneasy.

"Jiang Ling, is it in accordance with the rules for Tang Yun to change weapons midway?"

Jiang Ling replied: "There is no rule in the Martial Arts Conference that weapons cannot be changed. Concealed weapons can also be used, but they cannot be mixed with other weapons. Poison cannot be used with concealed weapons, and the number of concealed weapons must not exceed a hundred. Use concealed weapons Being suitable for long-distance attack seems to be an advantage, but if there is no solid kung fu to match, as long as you are close, you will have no advantage in using hidden weapons..."

Just when everyone thought that Tang Yun was going to bully the newcomers to the end and used hidden weapons such as Tangmen's special skill, the pear blossom needle, the brothers of Tangmen threw a whip for Tang Yun. Tang Yun danced twice, Changsheng only felt that the scene The wind above was howling.

Tang Yun put on a whip, and Chang Sheng fell into a passive state for a while, and was forced to dodge around, unable to get into Tang Yun's body.Taking a small step forward, a piece of sleeve was rolled off by the whip, exposing a small part of his arm.Chang Sheng was forced to retreat, Tang Yun stepped forward relentlessly, and was almost forced to the railing on the sidelines.

According to the rules of the martial arts tournament, as long as you fall off the field, you lose the game.Changsheng hid for a while, his clothes were pulled several times, and his arms were pulled twice.Although the wound was not deep, it was hot and hot, and Chang Sheng was so painful that he could breathe in, and there was nothing he could do with Tang Yun for a while.

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