Jiang Hu misunderstood me a lot

September 52th, the final match of the fourth round of the Double Ninth Festival.In the final battle of Group D, No. 63 will face No. [-] team.They are:

Group D No. 52: Zheng Boren, Zheng Zhongyi, Wang Cong

Group D No. 63: Lan Guanxue, Murong Yu, Meng Peidong

After this game decides the winner, the top four will all be born.

It's another beautiful autumn day.Site No. [-] is "Shan Guo Jing Zhao Hui".

Under the arena, there was still a sea of ​​people, rubbing shoulders.

But in the eyes of most people, the semi-finals of this conference have actually been locked, and now it's just a cutscene.

Prior to this, the three finalists of Group A, B, and C were:

Group A NO.13: Liang Yufeng, Shi Tongyu, Zhong Yin

Group B NO.30: Lei Jian, Xiao Yang, Mu Shaohuai

Group C No. 37: Zhao Xun, Qiao Lecheng, Mo Fengzhi

But today, from the odds at the casino in the city to the crowd of spectators, everyone is optimistic about Murong Yu's No. 63 team.

Everyone can almost assert that they will advance to the last seat of the semi-finals.

Before the Chongyang Competition, although Murong Yu was the only direct disciple of Marquis Taihua, the leader of the Five Absolutes, and was recognized as the number one son of the martial arts world, but when it comes to martial arts, not everyone really admires him.

He suffered a tragic change at a young age and lost his eyesight. This alone is an unavoidable flaw.Not to mention that when he became an adult, although he also became a member of the Fourth Young Master of Qianjiang, his temperament was gentle and he really hadn't fought with anyone much.

Therefore, his martial arts was once seriously underestimated.

Until this Double Ninth Festival...

On the top of Zijin, Chongyang discusses swords.

Countless young heroes gathered from all directions, gathered in Jinling, and competed for the number one in the world.It can be described as a gathering of heroes, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

The vicissitudes of life show the true qualities of a hero.When the big waves wash away the sand, only the sinker turns into gold.

Mr. Murong finally stood out and showed his sharpness!

In the first round, byes do not count.

In the second round, he defeated three swordsmen from the South Sea Sword Sect in one-vs-three, among them was Feiyujian Qiu Feibai, who was on the list of martial arts young heroes.

In the third round, it was even more of a tough battle, against the well-known Sui Han Sanyou.All three of them were on the list of young heroes of the martial arts, and they were all heroes for a while, but they were defeated one after another in front of his Qixian Yaoqin and Yuhubing.

Whether it's a mule or a horse, you have to pull it out for a walk.

At this time, when people in the Jianghu mentioned Mr. Murong again, they would only be convinced.In terms of appearance and temperament, she is as gentle as jade.In terms of skill and ability, it is unstoppable.

The person who mocked him for having only one face had his own face swollen after three rounds.

It's no wonder that when he was still young, the five masters of the world rushed to accept him as an apprentice. This talent is also against the sky.

Although there are two teams in Group D competing for the qualifying spot, their opponent, team No. 52, is far behind in terms of previous record and popularity. No wonder everyone is overwhelmingly optimistic about Mr. Murong.

"Zheng Boren, Zheng Zhongyi, Wang Cong?"

"Where did the unknown pawn come from?"

"Hey, I heard that he seems to be a lay disciple of Southern Shaolin."

Hearing this, everyone was even more disapproving.

The so-called Southern Shaolin refers to the Jiulianshan Shaolin Temple in Putian.Speaking of which, since the Northern Song Dynasty, martial arts has flourished, especially the boxing technique is as famous as the leg skills of the Northern Shaolin, and it is known as the southern fist and the northern leg.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, the Northern Shaolin was located in the Kingdom of Jin and kept a low profile, while the Southern Shaolin became more prosperous.

However, just because Southern Shaolin was very prosperous in the dynasty, there are so many named disciples under the sect.

Especially the children of lay people are the hardest-hit areas. I don't know how many villagers' children in Fujian, who only learned one move and two styles of Tai'zu Changquan and Arhat Step, dare to call themselves Southern Shaolin disciples.

"Are you lucky in the first few rounds? Didn't meet a strong team."

"Tsk tsk, their odds are going to be heaven. One pays five."

"Then no one dares to buy it. Who would do it when they know it's in vain!"

Amid the din of people, Liang Yufeng curiously asked Xiao Qiao: "Did you really buy them all?"

Xiao Qiao nodded heavily: "Yes."

The little prince couldn't help but said: "Even if they win to go to heaven, they must win."

Zhong Yin was also very helpless.

He suspected that Xiao Qiao was completely addicted to gambling and couldn't extricate himself.

But Xiao Qiao was obviously obsessed with it: "Murong Yu's odds are too low, it's not interesting. Besides, I hate that stinky Taoist priest Lan Guanxue!"

On this point, Young Master Liang shared the same hatred with him: "That's right, that bull-nosed man is too hateful."

Don't forget, if Lan Guanxue hadn't been on board the Zhenjiang Mansion's big boat to steal the beam and switch the Jiaozhu, would they have been in vain for fetching water from the bamboo basket?

Zhong Yin also remembered this incident firmly. That day when he was digging the bottom of the boat, his hands cramped, and it was hard to forget it.

All three of them are like this, let alone Shi Tongyu.Thinking of the failure that day and the narrow escape from death, his eyes were gloomy.

For Lan Guanxue, his immortality is not enough to anger the common people!

……

"Ah!" Lan Guanxue suddenly sneezed heavily on the player's bench.

Murong Yu wondered: "Brother, what's the matter?"

Lan Guanxue was also puzzled: "I don't know."

The Fourth Young Masters of Qianjiang came together today, and they are all waiting here to cheer for their brothers.

Xiao Yang, the prodigal son, was narrow-minded by nature, so he immediately laughed: "Brother Lan Daoist is a good-looking talent, could it be that he had a good luck and provoked some beauty who is thinking of you?"

Lan Guanxue rarely blushed: "Second Master Xiao was joking. The poor are from outside the country, how can this matter?"

The bearded Lei envied and hated: "It's unreasonable. Even the Daoist has peach blossoms these days, why can't I, Boss Lei, not have one?"

Junior brother Mu Shaohuai snickered: "Brother Lei, if you want peach blossoms, you might as well go and shave your beard first."

Meng Peidong, with a acne-faced face, shook his head again and again: "It's nothing to shave. Boss Lei's baby face, what use is there other than provoking some wives and wives!"

Lei Jian became angry with embarrassment: "Fourth Meng, you have not yet finished crossing this river, and you have demolished your boss's bridge? Believe it or not, I will quit, and you will not be able to marry your Miss Xiao!"

The acne-stained face couldn't hear it, so he raised his hand without saying a word, "Papa"!He gave himself two slaps, and said flatteringly: "...the elder brother is so handsome, how can ordinary people like the younger brother be able to slander him?"

Turning around and seeing Lan Guanxue again, he hurriedly smiled apologetically: "Of course, Daoist Lan's magnificent appearance is certainly heart-wrenching."

Xiao Yang next to him played tricks, humming on purpose: "Fourth Meng, are you still missing someone?"

The acne-stained face is very polite, and he opened his mouth and said, "There is also the second brother, the third brother, Xiao Mu, no, no, it is Xiao Mu, you are all reborn parents!"

In order to marry a daughter-in-law, the gifted Xixiang didn't even want to be a literati.Bowing and bowing to a few brothers, doing a little prostration, I almost cried bitterly.

Murong Yu was silent for a while: "..."

Lan Guanxue laughed so hard, she was amazed: "Junior Brother, Pindao finally understands how deep your fourth brother's admiration for Miss Xiao is..."

Young Master Murong also smiled bitterly: "Oh, it's easy to get off a pirate ship and it's hard to get off. Let's make it a good marriage."

In fact, the referee Xie Xiaofeng on the high platform was speaking at this time, but because the same words had been said three times in three consecutive days, everyone was rather numb, with one ear coming in from the other and coming out in the right.

Finally, Xie Xiaofeng finally finished speaking according to the script, and he and the audience all heaved a sigh of relief.The bell rang and the contest began!

Mr. Murong leaped onto the ring with his lyre in his arms, although he couldn't see with his eyes, he was graceful and graceful, with a graceful appearance and a graceful green shirt.

The spectators below suddenly cheered.Without him, everyone has the love of beauty!The dull atmosphere was swept away in an instant.

Under the stage, Shi Tongyu stared at him from afar, looking at those dim eyes, his expression was complicated and unspeakable.

Seeing this, Liang Yufeng leaned closer and whispered to him, "Venue No. [-] is still very beneficial to him."

The No. [-] venue is "Shanguo Jingzhaohui", a traditional wooden arena with a square shape.Man-made flat terrain with limited size and wooden hollow.

A first-class master like Murong Yu can completely rely on the echo to determine the distance.Compared with the previous two rounds, the difficulty is much lower...

Just as Young Master Liang thought, so did the audience.

Everyone believed that Mr. Murong had a certain chance of winning, so that no one noticed that the players from team No. 52 had also entered the ring.

There's no way, it's a trick, it's cannon fodder, people like this are always ignored.

"this is?"

"Zheng Boren or Zheng Zhongyi?"

"Anyway, one of the two brothers. Didn't pay attention."

"Hey, with this attire, what are you pretending to be an expert in?"

It turned out that the man actually had a half-faced fox mask on his face, or a fox-mask blindfold, covering the upper half of his face.

If it is Mr. Lei Wu, people will naturally praise him for having personality.The question is that you are just a trick, what kind of wolf with a big tail are you pretending to be like others?

There were boos from the audience.

No one cares whether the dragon suit is A or B, probably only the arbitration can remember, this is the second one among the Zheng brothers.

On the contrary, Liang Yufeng's heart skipped a beat when he saw the fox mask.

The fox mask covers the upper half of the face, but not the chin and lips.

The gloomy bronze mask made the person's fair complexion even more radiant and jade-like, and she looked a little bit of a beauty. I don't know what kind of demeanor he would look like after taking off the mask...

But Young Master Liang's thoughts changed, and he thought of the unspeakable Southern Swordsman, and his whole body trembled.

Beauty is like a flower separated from the clouds, it is better to keep a little room for imagination!

——Murong Yu on the ring also frowned.

Chun Shan can speak like a smile.

Mr. Murong's eyes can't see, but his eyebrows are as beautiful as a distant mountain, beautiful and wide.Even if he frowned, he would frown and worry lightly, showing a more sane look.

How can there be no aura induction among first-class masters?

He couldn't see the fox mask, but he had already sensed that the opponent was definitely not someone who would take nothing for granted...

Zheng Zhongyi could see clearly that he was the closest, so he couldn't help but make up his mind.

The disciple of Marquis Taihua, the head of the Five Absolutes, is really extraordinary.

At this time Murong Yu thought for a while and made up his mind.He has a calm temperament, and he only said that no matter who the opponent is, he will go all out.

He lightly plucked the strings, and made two clangs, and he spoke calmly and calmly: "Your Majesty, please listen to my song, and please correct me a lot."

Seeing his character and demeanor, the spectators below were amazed.

Some people sighed, seeing how capable Mr. Murong is, he is also so polite when dealing with one-on-one tricks.

Of course, the audience in the front row was a little nervous.

They got up early to occupy a favorable position, just to appreciate Mr. Murong's demeanor up close, but they were not sure about receiving the legendary sound wave skill.If it is too close, I am afraid that the city gate will catch fire and the fish in the pond will be affected.

However, there are also clever people who immediately tore off the front of their clothes and tightly plugged their ears.

Strange to say.

How can killing a chicken with a sledgehammer, against such an unknown pawn, why does Mr. Murong use the technique of sound attack as soon as he comes up?He wasn't like this before.

Zheng Zhongyi, who was regarded by them as an unknown person, did not rush when he heard this speech, he just smiled and said: "In that case, I will listen with all my ears."

Murong Yu hesitated for a while, and asked, "Your Excellency, don't you use weapons?"

Zheng Zhongyi's eyes flickered, and the corners of his lips raised lightly: "Master Murong, do you think my hands are empty? No matter, I will use this flute to sing a song with you."

There was another commotion under the stage.

Didn't they say that this person is a Southern Shaolin disciple?I've never heard of monk temples teaching music playing, even lay disciples don't have this rule!

They were arguing with each other, but Zheng Zhongyi really took out a tube of warm jade flute from his sleeve.

The audience in the front row was shocked.

Don't tell me, this jade flute has a lustrous color and a clear body. It is probably the highest-grade Hetian mutton fat white jade, and it looks very valuable.

It can be concluded that there are knowledgeable people, at least worth a thousand gold!

What is the origin of this man?

When the man took out the jade flute, Liang Yufeng in the audience was also extremely shocked.

He turned his head to look at Shi Tongyu, the two looked at each other, and then turned their heads to look at Xiao Qiao.

But Xiao Qiao looked at the sky with both eyes, pretending to be relaxed and humming a little tune, looking left and right, but did not meet their eyes.

The little prince and the second monk couldn't figure it out, and asked inexplicably, "What's the matter?"

Zhong Yin held the raccoon slave in his arms and only caressed the hair of his master, silently and not interfering with it.

Mo Fengzhi also sensed the turbulent undercurrent, his eyes flickered, and he imitated him by not speaking.

Young Master Liang shook his head with a smile, and didn't bother to press Xiao Qiao anymore.

No wonder this kid dared to bet all his wealth on the unpopularity. For this reason, both he and Shi Tongyu had recognized the fox-masked man on the stage——

On the moonlit night of August [-]th, the jade people in Shutai recalled blowing the flute.

I still remember that night when the wind was clear and the moon was white, and the fragrance of the flowers was dark, Zhuangzhu Qiao played a song of water melody for his fiancée.

Under the clear moonlight, he held a jade flute in his hand, and the white jade flute was indistinguishable from his hand...

This fox-masked man is none other than the "sit on the ground and share the spoils" on the villain list, the owner of Furong Villa, and Xiao Qiao's direct brother——

Qiao Lekang!

The author has something to say: Dear little angels, it’s getting cold, and I’ll update it every day at 11:[-] noon^_^ The rest of the time is for catching bugs, just ignore it*^o^*