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Chapter 145 The Competition Begins

Come and don't go indecent.

It comes from "Book of Rites · Qu Li · Part [-]", which means that one should respond friendly to the kindness given to oneself by others, otherwise it is not in accordance with etiquette.

This is a classic saying that has been passed down for thousands of years to teach people to be kind and observant of etiquette.

But at this moment, seeing these seven big characters, Wei Yixiao only felt his scalp go numb, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and a layer of cold sweat oozes from his back.

There is no doubt that these seven characters were naturally left by Wei Bi.

But the most important thing is that he has no idea when Wei Bi wrote these seven characters on his back!
"Brother Wei, did you write these... few words yourself?"

Even though he knew it was impossible, Taoist Iron Crown Zhang Zhong still held a trace of fantasy and asked dryly.

"how is this possible!"

Wei Yixiao smiled wryly, his eyes full of frustration: "Even if I like this sentence, I wouldn't write it on my clothes and run around the world with my back."

"Then... These seven characters are really left by Mr. Wei?"

Peng Yingyu had a look of disbelief.

You must know that this is Wei Yixiao, Wei Yixiao who is unrivaled in lightness!
Who on earth could write on Wei Yixiao's back without him noticing?

This is simply incredible!
Undoubtedly, the master said solemnly: "It seems that all of us have underestimated Mr. Wei. Not only does this person have profound internal skills, but his lightness skills are probably unparalleled in the world."

Wei Yixiao nodded in agreement.

Ever since he accomplished his lightness kung fu, no one has ever been able to come within five feet of him without him noticing, but this Wei Bi, not only came within five feet of him, but also left behind him inexplicably. Down the text.

As long as Wei Yixiao thinks of this, an indescribable absurdity will arise, as if he is in a nightmare.

"This person's lightness kung fu has probably reached the level of the gods who walk against the wind in the legend."

After a long time, Wei Yixiao shook his head and sighed.

……

In fact, Wei Yixiao guessed wrong.

Bai Shu's lightness kung fu is certainly brilliant, especially after learning the spiral nine shadows in the Nine Yin Manual, combined with the myriad changes of the gods, he can perform lightness kung fu, even a tall building is like walking on the ground.

But if he were to write on Wei Yixiao's back without being noticed by relying on lightness kung fu, Bai Shu really couldn't do it.

The reason why he was able to write on Wei Yixiao's back this time was actually a coincidence - he used the writing brush as a flying sword, and used the sword control technique to write on Wei Yixiao's back.

As for Bai Shu himself, he was ten meters away from Wei Yixiao, so Wei Yixiao naturally wouldn't notice his existence.

……

After Wei Yixiao wrote on his back, Bai Shu returned to Guiyun Tower leisurely.

For the next two days, everything was uneventful.

Day three.

As the sky became slightly brighter, all the people from the rivers and lakes in Lujiazhuang became excited, rushing towards the martial arts arena by the Dongting Lake.

On the arena, members of the Beggar Gang and Mingjiao had already taken their positions.

On the side of the Beggars' Clan, the ones who are about to step into the arena are the Elder Chuangong, the Elder Law Enforcement, the Dragon Head of the Palm, the Dragon Head of the Palm Bowl, and the leader Shi Huolong.

On Mingjiao's side, there are Peng Yingyu, Unspeakable Master, Tieguan Taoist Zhang Zhong, and Wei Yixiao.

Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Seeing that it was getting late, someone rang a big gong vigorously.

All of a sudden, the arena fell into silence.

"Thank you for your support, all heroes, for watching this competition between the Beggar Gang and the Ming Cult."

A burly man in a strong blue suit said to countless martial arts professionals below the ring: "I am Zhang Yulei from Dongting Lake. Thanks to the favor of the Beggar Gang and Mingjiao, I am the referee for this martial arts competition."

"Next, let me introduce the rules of this contest."

Zhang Yulei said loudly: "First of all, in this martial arts competition, the two sides must follow the principle of going to the end, and make friends through martial arts. They must not secretly assassinate, let alone use hidden weapons."

"Secondly, this group arena is a best-of-five rounds system. Whoever wins three rounds first will be the winner... The winner will have the property rights of Zuixianju Restaurant."

"third……"

After a while, Zhang Yulei finished explaining some details of the contest, then took out a document and said, "Next, please send people from the two gangs to sign."

"and many more!"

At this moment, Peng Yingyu suddenly stood up and said.

"Master Peng, do you have anything to add?"

Zhang Yulei asked.

Peng Yingyu said: "This martial arts competition is an internal competition between our Mingjiao and the Beggar Clan. The contestants should also be members of our two gangs. Others are not allowed to come on stage to help."

Hearing Peng Yingyu's words, Shi Huolong immediately smiled, stood up and said, "What Master Peng said makes sense. This is a battle between our Beggar Gang and the Ming Cult, and it has nothing to do with others."

"Alright, since Chief Shi agrees, let's sign."

Seeing that Shi Huolong agreed, Peng Yingyu and other Mingjiao members breathed a sigh of relief.

What they were afraid of was Bai Shu, as long as Bai Shu didn't play, they didn't worry about the rest of the beggar gang masters.

Immediately, Shi Huolong and Peng Yingyu each signed the document.

Returning to his seat, Shi Huolong smiled and said to Bai Shu beside him, "Brother Wei, it seems that Mingjiao is very afraid of you."

He could naturally see that what Peng Yingyu said just now was actually aimed at Bai Shu.

Bai Shu nodded slightly, secretly thinking that the words he left behind Wei Yixiao still had an effect.

While the two were talking, the Elder Chuangong, who represented the beggar sect in the lead, and Master He, who represented the Mingjiao, had already fought together in the ring.

Before Shi Huolong came back, the elder Chuan Gong had always been the number one master of the Beggars' Clan, with profound internal skills and exquisite palm skills.

Especially after Shi Huolong passed on his two moves of Subduing the Dragon Eighteen Palms, the strength of the elder Chuangong went up to a higher level.

Playing as No.1 at this time, it may be that he wants to be the first to take the lead.

Similarly, as the first member to join the battle here, it may be said that the strength of the master is also the strongest among the few members of the Mingjiao, especially the tossing and moving movements, which can always defeat the attacks of the Chuangong elders.

"it is good!"

"Good palm!"

"Good posture!"

The two fought brilliantly on the field, and everyone in the audience gave their applause without hesitation, and the cheers were louder and louder.

"Brother Wei, who do you think has the advantage?"

Knowing that Bai Shu's strength is much stronger than his own, Shi Huolong stared at the situation on the field and asked.

"At present, the strength of the two can be said to be on par,"

Bai Shu pondered and said: "The advantage of the elder Chuangong lies in his old experience and profound skill, but the master is good at body skills, plus he is young and vigorous... If we fight for a long time, the Mingjiao side may win in the end."

Although the internal strength of the elders who passed on the practice is more exquisite, if it continues like this, after all, old and frail, it is still impossible to say that the master will gradually gain the upper hand.

Shi Huolong nodded when he heard the words, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and continued to stare at the two on the field.

Although the competition between the Beggar Gang and the Ming Cult this time was just to compete for the property rights of a small restaurant, which was nothing compared to the huge wealth of the two gangs, the most important thing for those who travel in the world of martial arts is face.

If the beggar gang lost in the arena this time, it would not be as simple as losing a restaurant.

Shi Huolong knew these truths, and the elder Chuan Gong naturally knew even more.

However, in the face of the unspeakable master, a first-class master of Mingjiao, it is not easy for the elder Chuangong to defeat him in a short time.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed, and the two had already fought about three hundred rounds.

After such a long period of consumption, a puff of white smoke began to emit from the top of Elder Chuan Gong's head, and the hundred-knot quail clothes on his body gradually bulged, as if they were filled with cotton.

The same is true for the unexplainable master on the opposite side, with a cloud above his head and his forehead covered with sweat.

"The two have fought to the point of competing for internal strength."

"This is even more dangerous than a pure move."

"That's right, I didn't expect this first martial arts competition to be so exciting!"

"These two are evenly matched. It's really hard to say who will win."

Seeing that the movements of the two people on the field gradually slowed down, there was a lot of discussion among the audience.

Although the two had been fighting for more than half an hour, none of the crowd was willing to look away, for fear of missing the wonderful moment.

Suddenly, everyone saw that the elder Chuan Gong who was performing the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms staggered and his body was a little unstable.

"It's broken, the beggars will lose!"

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience was nervous for a while.

After watching the battle for half an hour, they already knew how ingenious Elder Chuan Gong's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were. Seeing him staggering at this moment, they all realized that Elder Chuan Gong might have exhausted himself.

Everyone in the field can see it, and as the direct opponent, Grandmaster Unknown can see it clearly. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he secretly said that he finally waited until you made a mistake. Immediately, he took a step with his right foot, and raised his palm to strike an axe. Split Huashan!
"Oh, not good!"

Seeing this scene, Shi Huolong nervously slapped the armrest of the chair, his face full of pity.

In his opinion, the beggar gang is afraid to lose in the first game.

"Brother Shi, don't worry."

Just when Shi Huolong closed his eyes and couldn't bear to watch, he heard Bai Shu's voice coming from beside him.

"Ok?"

Hearing the ease in Bai Shu's words, Shi Huolong's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly looked into the field again.

Immediately, he saw that the elder Chuan Gong, who was originally at a disadvantage, took advantage of the opportunity of staggering, and took advantage of the opportunity to make a trip on the ground, thus avoiding the blow that the master was sure to hit.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Huolong was shocked to find that the elder Chuan Gong's right arm was slightly bent, his left arm was straight, and he was lying on the ground and used the move "Flying Dragon in the Sky"!
As a master who has been fighting with the elder Chuangong for a long time, he naturally recognized that this move is "Flying Dragon in the Sky". Without noticing it for a while, he only felt a sudden sharp pain in his right leg.

The palm force of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms had already hit his leg.

"It's hard to say, Master, I'll accept it."

Standing up slowly from the ground, the elder Chuan Gong gasped and clasped his fists and said.

"I lost."

It can't be said that although the master's face was ugly, he still hugged his fists reluctantly.

Just as he turned around to get off the ring, he suddenly asked: "Elder Chuan Gong, dare to ask—did you fall on purpose just now?"

"Yes."

The elder Chuan Gong smiled slightly: "The master's moves are rigorous, if not for this, I really don't have the confidence to defeat the master."

"I admire you."

Hearing the elder Chuan Gong's words, he couldn't say that the master also showed a touch of admiration on his face, and stepped down with his fists clasped.

Even though both of them had tried their best, they were still able to move forward in danger. Using this kind of strategy, it was impossible for the master to ask himself that he couldn't do it, so he lost because he was convinced.

(End of this chapter)