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On both sides of the road to the Martial Arts Conference Square, Xu Qing found that there were stalls full of stalls, all of which were hawking.

"Come here, let's take a look, the same ancient costume and cloak in the martial arts novel, it's cheap!"

"There are also men's Hanfu, and women's Hanfu is not expensive!"

"Martial arts masters should wear bamboo hats and coir raincoats made of reeds, so that they look stylish. A set only sells for 380!"

"The best swords, the best knives, I, Bald Liu, have eighteen kinds of weapons and everything!"

"Selling gold sore medicine, selling dragon and tiger safflower oil!"

"Brother, do you want to buy personal disability insurance? It will take effect immediately after buying!"

Xu Qing walked for a long time before he finished this road, which was noisier than the vegetable market, and arrived at Martial Arts Square.

The entire Martial Arts Square is paved with stone slabs, and you can't see the side at a glance.

There are five big arenas in the middle!

Each arena is exactly square, ten meters long and ten meters wide, a large area is more suitable for martial arts masters to display their strength.

And these five big arenas are divided according to A, B, C, D, and E.

"Come on, draw lots, draw lots."

"You stand in front of the corresponding ring according to the numbers you draw."

Xu Qing walked over and chose a card, and the one he drew was Group A, that is, he was going to compete in the No. [-] ring.

After the lottery was drawn, the guards of the Martial Arts Conference arranged hundreds of people to stand in line, and Xu Qing stood in the front row of Team A.

There was a large platform in front of them, on which were placed five chairs made of golden light and glittering with gold.

A middle-aged man with the appearance of a housekeeper shouted in a high-pitched voice.

"Next, the five elders of the five sects will attend the Martial Arts Conference. Please welcome them with warm applause!"

At this moment, Xu Qing had an illusion, just like a group of primary school students welcomed the director and principal on the rostrum when they were young on the playground.

"I invite Song Wuji, the elder of the Liangyi Sect!"

"Zhang Ruojun, the elder of Feihe Mountain!"

"The elder of the Arhat Temple is the Arhat Dragon!"

"Tang Bao, the elder of the Tang Sect!"

"Meng Qingyue, the elder of Yunv Mountain!"

Five people came out from behind the scenes, and applause broke out from below.

Especially Meng Qingyue's half-aged mistress still has charm, and the applause became more enthusiastic when she appeared on stage.

At this time, the middle-aged man with the appearance of a housekeeper twitched angrily, picked up the microphone at the side and shouted loudly.

"Hey, that person down there, why don't you applaud!"

Martial arts practitioners have good eyesight, and they immediately noticed that Xu Qing was not applauding in the crowd.

At this moment, Xu Qing became the focus of attention.

Xu Qing smiled disdainfully.

"Master Xu, I don't know them, why are you applauding!"

"I'm not a disciple of their sect, let alone applaud!"

"You, you are..."

"Enough, this little thing doesn't matter."

Suddenly Elder Meng Qingyue from Yunv Mountain interrupted this person.

"Oh, then I won't say much, I invite Elder Tang Bao to speak."

The middle-aged man stepped aside quickly, and Tang Bao, who was sitting on the golden chair in the middle, stood up.

Xu Qing took a few glances at him, and found that this guy had a shiny brain, with a pair of big purple earrings on his big ears, and his appearance was as fierce as Lei Gong.

"Next, I will talk about the rules of the Martial Arts Conference!"

"The rules of the Martial Arts Conference are the same as before, that is, killing people is prohibited!"

"There are two ways to win. One is that the opponent is knocked out, and the other is that the opponent is injured and loses the ability to fight again."

"However, the rule that needs to be changed this year is that if you can't beat your opponent, you can admit defeat and surrender."

"But there is a price to pay for admitting defeat, that is, you will be expelled from the Peach Blossom Islands and lose the qualification to compete in the future!"

Speaking of this, a thick look of contempt flashed across Tang Bao's face.

Admitting defeat is a sign of cowardice, keeping such a person is simply insulting the Martial Arts Conference.

"Okay, next, Elder Zhang Ruojun and Elder Yilong will talk about the leader's rewards."

After speaking, Tang Bao sat down and Zhang Ruojun stood up.

"No.3 of this Martial Arts Tournament can get a hundred-year-old Tianshan snow lotus."

"No.2 can get a diamond sword refined from Feihe Mountain."

"As for the leader, you can get two treasures of martial arts from Feihe Mountain and Luohan Temple."

"What I, Feiheshan, provides is Tiyun Zong, a martial arts martial art."

Elder Yilong at the side stood up: "My Arhat Temple provides the golden bell cover for defensive martial arts."

After the two of them finished speaking, two martial arts guards came up carrying a small table, and placed the small table in front of them with rewards on it.

"Diamond Sword, I really want it!"

"It's worthless people who care about No.2 rewards, look how good the leader's rewards are."

"Oh my God, Feihe Mountain and Luohan Temple have really invested heavily in this Martial Dao Conference, and even brought out the best martial arts in their sects!"

Many people's eyes were red and their breathing became short of breath.

Such rewards are too tempting. Even the No.3 Tianshan Snow Lotus is an extremely precious medicinal material.

"Master Xu, I thought it was something good, but it turned out to be rubbish!"

After taking a look, Xu Qing's face showed a deep disappointment.

This Tianshan snow lotus is only over 100 years old, and its color is also very average.

In the secret warehouses of several of his subordinates, there are more than 300 years old Tianshan snow lotus, and there are even 500 years old.

As for the Vajra Sword, how could it be compared to the Skywalking Blade? Compared to the Skywalking Blade, it was scum made of tofu.

Ti Yunzong and the golden bell cover are pretty close together. When the time comes, give it to a few of his subordinates, let them practice casually, and use it as a transitional martial arts, and replace it immediately when there is a better one in the future.

After showing the top three prizes, the Martial Arts Tournament officially kicked off.

There was a large screen on the high platform, and five groups were randomly drawn.

"Fuck!"

Xu Qing burst into a foul language.

After the word Group A flickered for a while, Master Xu of Suzhou Province faced Shi Yong, a ruthless iron hand.

"Forget it, let's take the lead."

Xu Qinghuang strolled onto the ring, and saw a man wearing metal gloves standing opposite him, and he bowed his hands like the people in the Jianghu.

"I'm Master Xu, please!"

But seeing Shi Yong, the ruthless iron hand on the opposite side, waved his hand and snorted coldly.

"Hmph, I, Shi Yong, practiced martial arts at the age of eight, and won the martial arts championship in Shanxi Province at the age of 12. At the age of 14, I lost hundreds of powerful enemies!"

"At the age of 16, I worshiped my master and learned Iron Hand Kung Fu, and all my brothers in the same school were defeated by me!"

"Just three days ago, I easily defeated my opponent again, won the Shan Province Martial Arts Championship, and obtained the qualification to compete in the Peach Blossom Islands."

"I don't want to, my opponent in the first match is you, a rotten person who doesn't know how to respect teachers and friends. Hitting you is like dirtying my hands!"

"It's impossible not to beat you, and I can't vent my anger for the five elders, then I will bear with it, scream at you, and beg on your knees for mercy!"

As he said that, Shi Yong, the ruthless iron hand, flicked his long hair chicly, and at the same time pointed at Xu Qing and stretched out his middle finger.

"Okay, well said!"

"What shit, Master Xu, I'll buy you to win for [-]!"

"It's only [-], I'll pay [-] to Brother Shi Yong to win!"

There is a Martial Arts Assembly here as the banker, and everyone bets one after another.

In Group A's first round of betting, almost everyone bought the ruthless iron hand Shi Yong to win, and the odds soared all the way.