Dachunyang Palace

Chapter 41 Competition
The Xuanzong Ceremony is an annual large-scale ceremony that has existed since the founding of the Tang Dynasty. It was not named Xuanzong Ceremony because the emperor's posthumous title was Tang Xuanzong.

There are usually several processes in the ceremony, the town luck on the first day, the baptism on the second day, and the Dabi on the third day.

That's right, the real competition.

Every year, two sects are selected from the nine towns that the emperor personally appointed to compete with the Tiance Army, which has been known as the strongest since the establishment of the Tang Dynasty.

The Tang Dynasty established the country with martial arts, so naturally martial arts cannot be taken lightly.

This year, the ones who were drawn were Shaolin and Chunyang.

At this moment, Xiao Daotong's heart is also screwed up.

I thought I was just here to eat, drink, have fun, take a walk and then go back to the mountain, but who knows what kind of competition will come up!
Besides, forget about Dabi, why do you have to score an age group under the age of ten?Isn't this forcing me to pretend to be a slap in the face!

"Oh, Invincible is really lonely..."

Bai Tingyin next to him suddenly looked cold, and immediately left three feet away, expressing that he did not know him.

"Hey, I accidentally said it."

Sweeping around or frowning or mocking expressions, Xiao Daotong smiled indifferently, and said hehe:

"Referee, I want to hit ten."

It's a pity that after just pretending for a while, he was dragged back on the head by senior brother Luo Feng who couldn't stand it anymore and beat him up.

Zhuo Fengming glanced at the little guy behind him, not annoyed by his crazy words, he grinned and said, "You're quite ambitious." He glanced at Senior Brother Luo Feng, then turned his head with a smile.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Fengming's momentum immediately turned into a big reversal, Xiao Daotong seemed to be pressed to the ground by invisible air pressure, completely unable to move.

"However,

Martial arts in the world are full of surprises.

Martial arts contests don't have to be people with high cultivation, they will definitely win
You are so proud. "

The expression changed from a smile just now to a slightly serious one.

It is rare for Zhuo Fengming to seriously teach his disciples once.

However, Zhuo Fengming, who was serious about educating the younger generation, didn't notice the sluggish state of Xiao Daotong's ear going in and out at all.

At this time, Xiao Daotong was lying on the ground, opening the skill panel, thinking about which skills to use for a while.
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—General Skills—

【Sheng Tai Chi Fifth Level】: 270/5000
[Swallow the sun and the moon · the third layer]: 328/3000
[Ling Taixu·Fourth Level] 1523/4000
[Three Rings Surrounding the Moon Nine Strikes] 1815/2000
[No Self, No Sword·Energy] 216/2000
【Eight Desolation Returning to the Origin·Innate】1015/3000
【Avenue without Art·Second Stage】118/2000
【Tiyun Zong·Third Layer】894/3000
[Liubu Cave Cloud·Energy Accumulation] 227/2000.
The data on the panel is still pretty good, but after learning that each skill has at least twelve levels, Xiao Daotong no longer thinks so.

Now he is thinking about which skills are suitable for use in the game.

'Well, I heard that in this big competition, if you don't pay attention to closing your hands, you may die. '

'In this case, powerful lethal skills can't be used casually, right? '

'Eight wastes and nothingness I will rule out first. '

'In this way, there are only [Da Dao Wu Shu] used for fixing the body and [Three Rings Set Moon] used for body protection, so I still have to look at it and stop. '

"What to do, too strong is also a kind of trouble."

Glancing at the little ones standing with him around him, Xiao Daotong started shrieking again.

Suddenly, a red tasseled gun stood in front of Xiao Daotong.

Looking up, it was a little boy with a handsome face.

He was dressed in red and armor, with a pair of tiger-head boots on his feet, his head was tied in a military bun, and two long mane like beards were hooked into his braids. He looked heroic.

At this moment, with two beards standing on top of his head, he looked angrily at Ye Jinyan who was squatting on the ground and didn't know what skill to use.

"Are you strong? Let's gamble!"

Xiao Daotong narrowed his eyes and looked at the little one in front of him.

Suddenly came out a sentence:
"Pick out your ears."

The little boy was taken aback for a moment, and tried to dig out with his left hand.

"Why do you have to pick out your ears?"

"See if there is any water in it."

Xiao Daotong stood up from the ground indifferently, and looked at each other

It's just that the height is not dominant, so I have to look up.

been played!

Song Changen was very angry.

Zhang Xu's big gun was whirling and turned up, the wind was loud, and the speed of turning seemed to be fast enough, and the weight of this big gun should not be light.

The tip of the gun pointed obliquely.

"Didn't you say that you are very powerful? Why don't you even dare to gamble!"

Song Changen looked down on him a little.

He grew up in the military barracks since he was a child, and there are some iron-like men there, two words: tough.

You can't fight casually in the military camp, but there is a period during training where you can freely choose your opponent to fight, and the tradition of betting battles slowly emerged in the military camp.

There, unless a strong person deliberately provokes a person who is much weaker than him, no coward will refuse.

Now, in the eyes of Song Changen, the little Taoist priest in white robes in front of him is a coward.

Well, the coach said that if there is a coward who dare not accept the bet, he will be scolded until he accepts it.

curse?

This is a professional specialty!

"Hey! That big fool in front"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Daotong turned his head, and Song Changen was delighted to see it.

But I don't want the other party to speak too
"What do you say?"

"I said you were stupid."

"You're fine, you're fine. Let's do it." (ps: fine, in the north, it means that people are shrewd and smart)
"What does Jingjingzi mean?"

Xiao Daotong covered his face, damn it, it's terrible to be uneducated, and he doesn't even feel comfortable swearing.

Seeing Xiaodaotong's expression on the mentally handicapped child, Song Changen was so angry, but what does this essence mean?
"Okay, okay, don't you want to bet on the war? What are you betting on?"

Xiao Daotong has nothing to do with this child, there is a communication barrier, so he can only follow him.

"Of course it's a money bet!"

Song Changen looked proud, but his expression of looking at the military column from time to time showed his guilty conscience.

'Usually the coaches don't let them gamble money, but if they are not in the army, they shouldn't be able to control it, right?I brought a full ten taels of silver today, and it was my first time playing such a big game, so I was a little nervous. '

No wonder Song Changen was nervous. In this world, gold and silver belonged to large amounts of currency, and ordinary people used small copper coins. Only people like Song Changen who were born in the Tiance Army were so rich.

What is the purchasing power of ten taels of silver now?

A bucket of rice is eight qian, ten liters of rice is eight renminbi, one tael is equivalent to one thousand renminbi, one liter is the current 1.25 catties, and a catty of rice is assumed to be two yuan, let's do the math.

Probably one tael of silver, more than 3000 yuan.

Of course, it cannot be calculated by the meter, but it can also be found that this is a lot of money.

Now I want to bet ten taels of silver...

It was probably a six or seven-year-old child who took tens of thousands of dollars to gamble with others, and also relied on fighting to win or lose.

If you think about it this way, Takuma is a brat!
Xiao Daotong was also a little surprised, betting money!This is good!As if remembering something, he suddenly laughed.

Then he stood up, put on a frivolous expression, clasped his fists crookedly, and said softly: "The Tiance Martyr is really heroic, but I don't know how much you can gamble, brother? In the army, there is not much pay, right?" ?”

The tone of contempt was just right, which aroused the arrogance of the little soldier.

"Who told you I have no money?"

The little hand took it out of his pocket and slapped it, and the fist-sized silver was smashed to the ground.

"Ten taels! Is it enough?"

Xiao Daotong still had a frivolous look on his face, he took out a small ingot of Gold Shining from his sleeve pocket, and threw it on the ground casually.

"Twelve?
Gold!

follow or not? "

The two beards on the top of Xiaojun's head suddenly rose, and he thought:
'Fuck, this time I played too big! '

(End of this chapter)