Good Fortune Dictionary

Those who knew their identities were in awe, while those who didn't know were secretly guessing.

In the corner of the sixth floor, Su Tianlu frowned. He saw Mu Shengyun and felt that the young Wang Feng was no match for him.

Even those seven ordinary-looking people put tremendous pressure on him.

"The people from Liuyun Villa? What a terrifying existence."

"That person should be Lord Anwei, the boy he mentioned before, Wang Feng."

"I seem to have discovered something."

Smiling slightly, a kind of unexpected surprise flashed in Su Tianlu's heart, but more, he was still worried.

Worried about the strength of Liuyun Villa, as for He Xing among them, Su Tianlu also remembered him.

To be able to stand with Wang Feng and others, this person's identity is probably related to Liuyun Villa, so it should not be underestimated.

On April [-], the weather was fine. Although there were still some clouds floating around, it was much better than the continuous rainy days before.

In a short period of time, after experiencing the beginning of the martial arts conference, and the empress's funeral, things developed too much and too fast at the end of March.

Until today, everything finally came to an end for the time being.

Especially for those spectators holding tickets, today is a huge day.

The semi-finals of the martial arts conference is about to begin.

According to the current rules, there are two battles per day, divided according to the weather.

If the weather is fine, there will be one in the morning and one in the afternoon.

If the weather is bad in the morning, then in the afternoon.

If the weather is bad all day, then fight another day.

This is for the audience to have a better viewing, but also for the dignity of the players.

There are no weak players who can advance to the quarterfinals. Each of them represents their own power.

First of all, the two sides that will fight today have been announced in advance yesterday.

The contestants in the first match were Huijing from Shaolin Temple and Li Tianjiu from the Beggar Gang.

These are two sects with the same origin.

Shaolin Temple has been established for nearly 700 years. It can be regarded as a relatively long-standing sect in the Jianghu, and it was once a legend in the martial arts world, just like the current Liuyun Villa.

As for the Beggar Gang, this sect is even older.

It is said that the age of the beggar gang can reach 2000 years, which is longer than the history of any sect.

The only pity is that in the age of the Beggar Gang, there are too few heroes, and there is not a single one who can dominate.

Perhaps, those who can be beggars are not very qualified.

At four o'clock in the morning, the contestants in the morning had already entered the arena, and the referees were already ready.

Even the audience arrived early.

Today's first battle, I am looking forward to it very much.

After several days of modification, the main arena has become bigger and harder than before.

The players who can participate in the semi-finals are all super strong, and their destructive power is also stronger.

Different from the previous competitions, the players on the field had already prepared their weapons. After the weapons provided by the organizer of the martial arts conference, they had already held their weapons and waited for the timing of the corona.

Once the gong strikes, the battle can begin.

Huijing stood on the ring to the west, clasped her hands together, and lay quietly on an iron rod on her forearm.

Huijing's face was solemn and expressionless, as if she had changed from a human to a Buddha. A Buddha has no expression, because the expression is only a burden to the Buddha, or in other words, only when the Buddha is angry.

As for the opposite of Huijing, Li Tianjiu stood on the main stage and walked back and forth. Unlike Huijing's calmness, Li Tianjiu seemed a little anxious.

In other words, his heart couldn't be quiet.

Also, monks in Shaolin Temple, whether you are a martial monk or a civil monk, this kind of mind-cultivating ability has been practiced since childhood.

On the contrary, the members of the beggar gang never cultivate their minds, and handle everything with their own minds.

The two of them moved and remained still, and their weapons were also sticks.

It's just that one is a long stick and the other is a short stick, two strange opponents.

"Okay, there is still about a cup of tea time, please get ready, this is my last reminder." Mu Shengyun opened his eyes, and as he finished speaking, he slowly backed away, and completely handed over the main ring Give Huijing two people.

This time the protagonists are Huijing and Li Tianjiu.

Time passed minute by minute.

"Boom."

The gong strikes, the battle begins.

When the gong sounded, Li Tianjiu took the lead in attacking.

Stepping forward with both feet, his inner strength poured into his feet, and his speed increased instantly.

In the eyes of ordinary audiences, Li Tianjiu's speed was too fast, leaving behind afterimages.

But in the eyes of other experts, Li Tianjiu's speed was a bit slow.

I don't know if I'm hiding my clumsiness on purpose, or I'm worried about something.

Contrary to Li Tianjiu, Huijing held the stick with both hands, and slowly waited for Li Tianjiu's arrival.

Huijing's calm response made Li Tianjiu's acceleration stop quickly.

From rushing to an emergency stop, Li Tianjiu's control over his body has reached perfection.

However, there is no effect.

At this time, the two stood still ten steps apart.

Huijing's eyes were on Li Tianjiu's body, and the long stick in her hand was safely and securely parked in the air.

Li Tianjiu put his eyes on Huijing's long stick, wondering what he was thinking about.

After thinking about it, Li Tianjiu moved.

Around Huijing, began to rotate slowly, looking for Huijing's weakness.

Li Tianjiu's movement didn't make Huijing make any movements, but looked forward, as if in a daze.

"Opportunity." Li Tianjiu's heart flashed with excitement, and he launched an attack from Huijing's side.

At this angle, Huijing's stick can't change direction at all, unless Huijing's hands are switched, but that's impossible.

The distance between the two is too close, so close that no one can do that.

"Boom."

Huijing's left hand came, and she clenched her fist and hit Li Tianjiu heavily.

He actually wanted to use his fists to fight Li Tianjiu's short stick.

This is too arrogant and too arrogant.

You know, Li Tianjiu also has a second-rate battle that is close to the peak. Even if Huijing has a first-rate realm, she has too little actual combat experience.

"You lost." Roaring in his heart, Li Tianjiu tried his best to kill Huijing.

The whole body, like a catapult, pressed all the weight and inner strength on the short stick.

"wrong."

When the short stick touched Huijing's fist, Li Tianjiu's eyes widened instantly.

He found out that something was wrong, Huijing's body was like a feather, not receiving any power.

Huijing did it on purpose, it was a trap, he was deceived by Huijing.

Damn it, he wanted to change the direction, but he couldn't change it at all when he shot with all his strength. Instead, he was injured by force, and it was not a minor injury.

Gritting his teeth, Li Tianjiu decided to resist Huijing's attack, then distanced himself, and waited for another opportunity.

It's a pity that Huijing won't give him any chance.

When Li Tianjiu's body appeared behind him, Huijing moved, raised her head high, held a long stick in both hands, and smashed it towards Li Tianjiu's back with [-]% of her strength.

The long stick, like wind and thunder, hit Li Tianjiu directly on the back.

Such a heavy blow directly made Li Tianjiu vomit blood.

It's not over yet, Huijing got the momentum and continued to rush forward, put away the stick and landed, and attacked Li Tianjiu's back fiercely.

Quickly swinging the long stick, hitting eighteen blows in a row, a crazy stick technique, too fast, unimaginable.

"Crazy Demon Stick Technique?" Seeing this, Mu Shengyun roughly understood the origin and name of this stick technique.

According to legend, this set of stick techniques in Shaolin Temple was created by a traitor. One of the Dharma-guard stick methods of Shaolin Temple.

No one can bear Huijing's stick method when hitting people of the same level. Even an iron man will be beaten to death directly.

Looking at Li Tianjiu who was exhaling more air than inhaling, Mu Shengyun shook his head.

Playing tricks may be okay for the original Huijing, but after managing so many battles, Huijing is no longer a child.

"I declare that Hui Jing wins and Li Tianjiu loses."

"Come on, come on, Li Tianjiu is going to die."

"Hurry up and carry it down, go for treatment, go for treatment."

"Amitabha, this little monk has offended you." Standing on the main stage, throwing away the iron rod, Huijing folded her hands together and said the Buddha's name in the direction where Li Tianjiu was being carried away.

This kind of action has won the appreciation of many people.

For little monk Huijing, more people like him.

At the end of the first battle, some people are happy and some are sad, anyway, life is full of vicissitudes.

Because there is only one show in the morning, and the end time is a bit fast, it makes the audience who want to watch the show very upset.

But so what if he was unhappy, could it be that Li Tianjiu was too weak, or Hui Jing was too strong.

Whichever it is, it's not up to the audience to decide.

The only thing they can decide is who they choose to support.

Those who have money may buy a few bets, while those who have no money will guess with their friends while eating the delicious food they brought.

"Who do you think will win this afternoon?"

"That goes without saying, of course it is Su Tianlu, he is the most ruthless among the eight people."

"I can't see it. Little monk Huijing's ruthlessness is not weak today."

"No, no, it was just a blow with a stick. Su Tianlu completely crippled that person. This is different, different."

"Yes, Huijing is still showing mercy. If he attacks the opponent's limbs, it will be cruel."

"It's a monk, it's not cruel enough, but this little monk is only thirteen this year, he is really a monster."

"Stop talking, stop talking, let's go out and have a meal."

"Okay, together, together, go together, go together."

The audience slowly dispersed, looking for places to pass the time a little faster.

There are still about two hours before the game starts in the afternoon. Such a long time cannot be wasted.

Whether to have a good meal or where to go shopping, this is what they need to know at the moment.

At the VIP seat, Wang Feng yawned and watched his senior brother's footsteps.

"Brother, it's so boring, I almost fell asleep. It's not exciting at all." Wang Feng said complainingly.

"Stinky boy, why don't we come and practice." Mu Shengyun slapped Wang Feng's forehead hard, instantly leaving the brat speechless.