Martial Arts: Gain a Jiazi internal force at the beginning!

Chapter 569 Melee
Seeing this scene, Tang Huayi burst out laughing.

Jiang Ran glanced at her in confusion:
"What are you laughing at? Is it that funny?"

Tang Huayi couldn't help but smile and asked:
"Is it like catching pigs during the Chinese New Year?"

"..."

Jiang Ran was silent for a moment, then heard Ye Jingxue burst into laughter.

Ye Jingshuang felt helpless:
"This is not good... don't laugh at others like that."

Tang Shiqing nodded seriously:
"It does look a bit like it."

The eldest princess touched her chin:

"It's quite difficult to catch..."

Jiang Ran listened to each of them say something, and then looked at the venue. This fat man from the Qing tribe was already fat and strong. He struggled vigorously, and several people from the Flute tribe surrounded him and pushed him. It was really like killing pigs during the New Year in the countryside. The posture of siege and interception was over.

“Now that we are about to ascend to heaven, even though we can’t achieve the enlightenment of a chicken or a dog and ascend to heaven, we still want to give something back to the people in the mountains.

Wait for this person to join the queue, and another period of time has passed.

As a result, although the disciples of the Di Clan looked at each other in confusion, the masters of the hundreds of races in the field also took a breath of air.

I saw a group of young men and women slowly approaching carrying a bamboo chair.

If they could get this Gu technique, their tribe would definitely take a big step forward.

I don’t know when or where a voice came from, resounding throughout the audience.

“For many years, I have been working diligently and never dared to slack off, and I finally got a glimpse of the sky.

Disciples from the surrounding Di clan also entered the venue one after another.

When everyone saw it, they were all stunned.

After the words fell, he clapped his hands gently.

The disciples of the Di Clan sat down one after another.

"Meet the Patriarch!!!"

In a moment, the surroundings were already full.

The old patriarch stretched out his slightly withered palm and pressed it gently:
"sit down."

"The clan leader is here!!!"

The bamboo chairs were carried directly to the highest stand in the square.

“In recent days, I have had a feeling in my heart that the day of my ascension to heaven is right in front of me.

But this Gu technique... is really something that has been unavailable for thousands of years.

The patriarch's eyes seemed to scan around the crowd, and then he looked back calmly.

Bustling, chattering, so lively.

The disciples of the Di Clan in the field spoke at the same time, and the echoes echoed in the Shan'ao Clan land.

There were people accompanying him on both sides, but they were all very old.

There are rare treasures here, as well as magical weapons and, more importantly, Gu magic books.

At this moment, both the flute disciples sitting outside and the masters of hundreds of races in the field stood up at the same time and looked towards where the sound came from.

These people are not too old, but their fierce aura makes it difficult for people to ignore them.

Judging from his posture, he should be an elder of the Di clan, or someone like the clan elder.

The clan elders on both sides took their seats.

"However, over the past thousand years, although our flute clan has produced numerous talents, we have still been unable to understand the scroll of immortality, and it is difficult to follow the footsteps of the Gu God and ascend to immortality.

Three stood on the left, and four followed on the right. There were seven people in total.

"But I didn't expect that now I would be favored by God, and the Gu God would favor me, allowing me to get a glimpse of life from the secret technique I inherited.

Then he spoke softly:
"Thousands of years ago, our flute tribe received the inheritance of the Gu God, borrowed insects to produce Gu, and borrowed Gu to obtain the way of heaven.

They don't really care.

“Only when the old man is protected by the mountains can he achieve what he has today.

Whether it is a magical weapon or a rare treasure.

"Therefore, a grand gathering of hundreds of ethnic groups was held to prepare generous gifts in order to help the mountain people."

I saw all the Di Clan disciples present, saluting in a unique and neat posture:
"Meet the Patriarch!!!"

Further behind are the clan leader's personal guards.

Jiang Ran and his group seemed to be completely lost among the crowd.

Immediately, the guards behind him stepped onto the high platform and showed what they had in their hands.

Put the chair down and pull out the bamboo pole used to lift the chair, and it will look like an ordinary chair.

"Meet the Patriarch!!!"

Even if they still can't compete with the Di clan, they will definitely stand proudly above all other clans.

Therefore, when the Gu Magic Book was presented, Jiang Ran found that the surrounding Di Clan disciples began to murmur, with worried looks on their faces.

Tang Huayi smiled and said:
"What a big bait."

"It's a pity that you can only look at it, but you can't eat it."

The eldest princess sneered.

"If they really get it into their stomachs, they may not be able to digest it."

Tang Shiqing stared at the hundreds of disciples and shook her head gently:
"But it seems that even if you can't eat it, it's enough to make people jealous."

Ye Jingshuang and Ye Jingxue followed her gaze and nodded.

The eyes of the few hundred masters from less than ten ethnic groups in the field were indeed shining. Even the fat man from the Qing ethnic group who had refused to participate in the competition of the hundreds of ethnic groups just now had a pair of small eyes twinkling.

This bait is really too big.

Even though they know it's poisonous, it still makes people want to try it.

The old patriarch spoke again at this time:
“It is often said that we should not worry about the scarcity but the inequality.

“But rare treasures and peerless secrets are often found by virtuous people.

“We really can’t give it easily.

"Therefore, I have set up a competition between hundreds of tribes here today.

"The first is to let my disciples of the Di Clan see the mastery of the insect-controlling skills of hundreds of tribes.

“It is better for the two to distinguish themselves and distribute gifts than to argue more in the future.

"I wonder what the disciples of the Hundred Clans think?"

As soon as he said this, a Yi Clan disciple, shrouded in black robes, stepped forward and said:
"Chief of the Flute Clan, I dare to ask you something.

"How to determine the winner in this contest? Are there any restrictive rules?"

"As long as the opponent admits defeat... As for the restrictive rules, hundreds of tribes have flourished in the art of controlling insects, and each is good at winning. If the rules are set arbitrarily, it may make it difficult for many people to show their talents.

"Therefore, there are no rules."

"Possibly killing people?"

Another person asked loudly.

"Fistes and feet have no eyes. Although I don't want to see casualties, I also know that martial arts competitions are extremely dangerous. If you accidentally miss, it is reasonable.

"I just hope that you will be grateful to God for his kindness in life, and don't kill anyone rashly!"

"May I ask the clan leader how to divide this generous gift?"

“No matter the victory or defeat in the field today, there will be generous gifts.

“It’s just that there are many winners and few losers.”

After some questions and answers, the disciples of the hundreds of tribes looked at each other, some sneered, some looked solemn, and some were full of malice.

The leader of the Flute Clan seems to have no problem with each sentence if you break it down.

But... firstly, there is no restriction on means, secondly, there is no restriction on killing, and thirdly, as long as you can survive, there will be a gift.

However, there are only so many gifts. As long as one more person dies, one less share will be lost.

Who doesn’t understand this?

The fat man from the Qing tribe felt heavy in his heart. He saw Ye Qiong's fate in the small courtyard with his own eyes.

I know that this battle is by no means that simple.

The old patriarch of the Flute Clan may sound nice, but... his heart is so cruel!

But now, even if the future is dangerous, we can only do our best.

After all, there is no turning back now.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be here.

After talking to Jiang Ran that day, he packed up his things and ran away early the next morning.

Only halfway, he was caught by the people of the Di tribe.

If you want to escape from this situation now, you must either get the leader and hope that the old patriarch can keep his words.

Or... you have to try to survive first, and then find a way to escape.

In any case, this battle is inevitable.

At this moment, the old patriarch suddenly said:
"If there are no more problems, then... let's get started."

Trumpets sounded and drums beat.

The disciples of the hundreds of tribes in the field were stunned. They originally thought that there would be a part of drawing lots to allocate opponents.

After a long time, it turned out to be a big melee?

In this way, it can be said to add variables.

Before a Wing Clan disciple could react, an iron worm had already passed through the sole of his shoe and got into the sole of his foot.

The severe pain made him wail loudly.

With a wave of his hand, he released an overwhelming swarm of ghost ants, heading towards the Wu clan to kill them.

Iron worms are the specialty of the Wu tribe, so naturally my weird behavior is caused by them, so naturally I have to find it back.

This action immediately caused a chain reaction in the field.

Immediately, all the masters took action at the same time, and the venue suddenly became lively.

Ants are released in one place, moths are released in that one, either overwhelming the sky or blocking out the sun.

Under the fog, it was almost impossible to see how everyone was fighting on the field.

The disciples of the Di Clan didn't care about anything else and watched the battle intently. Although they looked down upon Bai Clan's insect control skills, this battle was also new, so naturally they wanted to watch it.

Jiang Ran's eyes penetrated the fog, but he shook his head slightly for a moment.

If it is a one-on-one battle, it will naturally take longer, but it is also convenient to determine the winner.

But now there is a huge melee in the field. Some people are alone and are attacked by the crowd. Some people are united with each other to fight against powerful enemies. At the same time, they have to guard against the betrayal of their allies.

It is really full of dangers and dizzying.

Tang Huayi and others all watched with great interest.

At this moment, Jiang Ran noticed a fat man walking outside the venue.

He tried not to make enemies with other masters as much as possible, and he didn't let any bugs out. He just rolled and crawled to save his life first.

Tang Shiqing pressed herself against Jiang Ran and said softly:
"This fat man seems to be throwing something on the ground."

"Yeah, that's right."

Jiang Ran nodded:

"The Qing tribe relies on flowers and plants. He should be sowing seeds."

"But at this time, isn't it a little too late to sow seeds temporarily?"

Tang Huayi said:
"Look at the masters of hundreds of races, they are very quick in their attacks.

"I'm afraid that before this seed can bear fruit, he will become a human being."

As soon as she said this, she saw a group of black mist rushing towards the fat man.

The ones who took action were the disciples of the Zhou Clan. Their insect pests were mosquitoes, which could be said to be deeply abhorrent.

However, so many mosquitoes attacked at the same time, and their power was not inferior to that of the ghost ants.

Seeing that the fat man was unable to escape, he saw the fat on his face trembling, and suddenly he reached out his hand.

Five chubby fingers stretched out, but they didn't show any power, but a green vine suddenly came out of the sleeve.

On top of the ivy, there is a huge flower bone.

Just when the mosquito was about to devour the fat man, the flower flower suddenly unfolded and turned into a flower as big as the mouth of a water tank.

The flower opened its petals like a big mouth, with fangs faintly visible inside.

Between opening and closing, all these mosquitoes are directly included in the flower buds, and then closed.

The disciples of the Zhou Clan were stunned for a moment.

What is this?
"monster?"

He was shocked and turned pale.

Hundreds of tribes control insects, but they have never seen one control monsters!
The big fat man spat hard:
"I bother!
"It's rare and strange. There are flowers and plants in the mountains. Flowers and plants are also divided into vegetarian and meat."

“My flower is a carnivore.

"If you encounter a wild beast in the mountains, you will be eaten by it!!"

This is actually quite simple.

This flower is indeed an anomaly in the mountains. It feeds on meat, but it is not so easy to capture the beasts in the mountains.

It's just that there are thorns on the vines of this flower, and the pollen is poisonous.

Both can paralyze the beast, making it difficult to move.

When it wants to hunt for prey, it usually paralyzes it with pollen first, then waits until it is in front of it, then wraps it with vines and pierces the vine spikes into the body of the beast, leaving it completely paralyzed and unable to move.

Finally, it was rolled into the bud and decomposed by the nectar secreted from it.

But the thing itself cannot move the rhizome.

Therefore, if you know this kind of flower and stay far away from it when walking, you will not be harmed by it.

The reason why the Qing tribe uses the word "green" in their name is because it means green vine.

They tamed this flower and kept it with them for protection.

On weekdays, they use flesh and blood from the mountains as offerings, and among all kinds of flesh and blood, offering human heads has the best effect.

But the Qing tribe cannot fight easily... The hundreds of tribes that invaded the Qing tribe in the past have long since died.

So the fat man left the Qing tribe to participate in the Hundred Tribes Festival, and opened a small yard there, mainly because he wanted to get some human heads to grow flowers.

How do Zhou Clan disciples know these mysteries?
Seeing that this flower could open its mouth to eat, I was so scared that I lost my mind.

While he was paying no attention, he saw a few insects landing on him.

As soon as he turned around, before he could react to what had happened, he heard a booming sound, and his whole body was blown apart.

This is the fire bug of the red tribe.

This insect does not burst into flames and devour its enemies.

Instead, it will emit a violent explosion.

Directly blow up the opponent to death.

A human head was blown away, and the big fat man looked up:
"It can't be wasted."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the huge flower unfolded again and swallowed the human head directly.

At this point, looking at the petals, there are also a few strange blood lines.

This kind of thing also appeared on Ye Qiong's moth... The big fat man took a deep breath and suddenly remembered the more sinister aspect of this battle.

The reason why Ye Qiong died was because after killing the other party, the other party's bugs were not eaten.

Causing moths to bite back.

Killing is not prohibited in the field today, but if you kill the opponent without devouring the opponent's bugs, you will probably end up with a tragic death.

The leader of the Di tribe used this method to encourage hundreds of tribes to kill each other...

Thinking of this, the big fat man took a deep breath and felt that there was a knife hanging above his head, which could fall down at any time and chop off his head.

At this moment, the civil war on the field was already intensifying.

Although there are only seven or eight ethnic groups, those who have been able to get here are all masters among masters.

There is no telling how many disciples from hundreds of tribes have been stained with the blood of these people.

So much so that the bugs they used were all stained with blood streaks.

The power is countless times more powerful than before.

Nowadays, they are fighting and killing, and the power of insects is also increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"If you continue to watch, I'm afraid that even if you survive to the end today, you will still be killed by the final winner!"

The big fat man slowly closed his eyes:

"You can't just sit back and wait to die, you need to fight to support the fight!!"

With this thought in his mind, he shouted angrily and rushed into the battle formation.

The purpose is to survive in death, which naturally requires the determination and courage to live towards death.

Jiang Ran watched this quietly and couldn't help but look up at the leader of the Flute Clan.

It happened that this person was also looking at Jiang Ran.

When the four eyes met, they all nodded slightly.

As time went by, the situation of the battle gradually became clear.

The Zhou tribe was the first to be defeated, and all their mosquitoes fell into the mouths of other tribes.

Afterwards, two little-known ethnic groups also lost and died.

Now there are only four companies left in the market.

The Wing Clan, the Red Clan, and the Wu Clan.

Although Ye Qiong's Ye clan was also very powerful, it was no match for the three families, and they died tragically in this dispute.

At this moment, the big fat man used his own power to fight against the alliance of the three tribes.

It can be said that there are flowers everywhere.

The big fat man is sometimes brave and sometimes flees. There are chubby figures everywhere.

While he was doing it, he kept talking:
"What are you guys still fighting for? Even if the three of you join forces, you are no match for me. I will definitely be the number one.

"You'd better give up and admit defeat and still save your lives."

As soon as he finished speaking, a buzzing sound was heard. When he looked up, two fire insects were already in front of him.

Immediately he jumped up, waved his hand, swept the ivy, and heard two bangs.

In the past, when dealing with burning insects, he used ivy to sweep them away and let them explode elsewhere.

Now it was a step too slow, so that the fire bugs exploded directly onto his ivy.

The green vine was suddenly broken, and the flowers and plants felt pain. The green vine immediately twisted, and green juice spilled all over the ground.

"oops!"

The big fat man felt terribly distressed and quickly grabbed the ivy to comfort him.

However, it was obviously too late in time, and the disciples of the ethnic group who had just died stood up one after another and came towards the big fat man in groups.

It is obviously a method used by the Wu clan to control corpses.

These corpses have preserved certain skills from their lifetimes, and it is indeed a bit embarrassing to attack them at the same time.

The big fat man could only dodge one after another and barely escape.

But two men in black blocked the only way out.

But even at this moment, the big fat man did not give up and said through gritted teeth:
"I advise you to admit defeat and surrender. Enough blood has been shed in the arena today."

"So, I don't mind having one more of you."

The two wing masters looked at each other and took action at the same time, trying to release the ghost ants.

But at this moment, the ground suddenly heard shaking sounds one after another.

At first they were still dense, but later they became integrated.

Red boom boom boom boom! ! ! !

The broken soil exploded, and demonic flowers burst out of the ground. Green vines filled the air, covering the entire place almost in the blink of an eye.

The three clans in the field looked at each other, and at the same time realized that something was wrong, they turned around and wanted to escape.

I saw this fat man standing in the field and sneered:
"It's too late to run away now. I said that there was enough blood here today... enough for me to grow some flowers and plants."

With a thought, thousands of green vines flew up at the same time!

(End of this chapter)