The Song Dynasty shocked the world by earning 100 million at the beginning

Liu Yuanhui stood on the wooden frame and said to everyone: "Everyone, please look! This is the first prize of this Cuju competition! The "Yuanhui Cup" worth five hundred taels! ".

Everyone sighed.

"Oh my God, such a huge piece of gold and silver!"

"I have never seen such a treasure!"

"..."

Liu Yuanhui listened to everyone's discussion and then said: "For registration teams, please send a representative to Ni Dacheng at the door to register! There are only sixteen places!"

After hearing this, everyone immediately ran to the housekeeper's case.

"Brother Liu!" Someone in the distance called Liu Yuanhui's name.

Liu Yuanhui took a closer look and saw that it was brother Wang Quangui and Wang Quanfu.

"How are you two, Brother Wang?" Liu Yuanhui stepped forward and asked.

"We are certainly good, but in this Bianliang City, it is you, Brother Liu, who is the most famous!!" the two brothers replied.

"Hahahahaha..." Liu Yuanhui laughed.

"Brother Yuanhui can play Cuju beautifully, play the music beautifully, and make delicious tea. He is really versatile! However, my two brothers only know how to play Cuju! Hahaha..." Wang Quangui said with a smile.

"Being able to play Cuju is already a big deal. In this competition, the opportunity for you two and your Imperial Lion team to play has come!" Yuan Hui said.

"This is not an exhibition match! If our two teams meet, we will not show mercy! We have to decide on the 'golden pimple' above! Hahahahaha," the two brothers said.

"Hahaha! Then I, Liu Yuanhui and Team Yuanhui, will teach you at any time!" Yuanhui said.

While a few people were chatting, Xing Ai walked over while drinking wine, followed by his junior brother Xing Kong.

"Brother Liu! Huh? Brother Wang is here too!" Xing said angrily.

"Master Xing'ai!" Brother Wang Quangui greeted Xing'ai.

"Brother Xing'ai is here for a walk?" Yuan Hui said.

"No, I'm here to sign up on behalf of the Xiangguo Temple Cuju Team!" Xing Ai said.

Liu Yuanhui and the Wang brothers were stunned after hearing this.

"Xiangguo Temple also wants to participate?!" the three people asked in unison.

"Yeah, what's the matter? Are monks not allowed to participate?" Xing Ai asked.

"Wait a minute, as far as Cuju is concerned, you and Xingkong are members of my Yuanhui team! You are not allowed to defect!!" Liu Yuanhui's heart tightened.

"Don't worry, Brother Liu, Xing Ai and I are not in the Xiangguo Temple team, we are still from your Yuanhui team!" Xing Ai replied.

"I'm relieved that you are not in the opponent's camp!" Yuan Hui said and yawned.

"I still advise you to take the Xiangguo Temple team seriously." Xing Ai said as he took another sip of wine.

"Is he a very powerful monk from the Mahavira Palace?" Yuan Hui asked.

"No! That group of people can maintain order for you." Xing said.

Liu Yuanhui didn't know who else in Xiangguo Temple could play Cuju.

"Who is that?" Liu Yuanhui asked.

"The Eighteen Bronze Men of Bodhidharma Cave!" Xing Ai replied.

Liu Yuanhui was shocked.

Good guy, this Xiangguosi took out all the lineups at the bottom of the box just for a Cuju competition?

"You monks have everything in vain, why are you still competing with others? Besides, there are eleven people in each team, and you eighteen can't participate!" Liu Yuanhui wanted to persuade this legendary department in the monk world to withdraw from the competition.

Xing Ai drained the remaining wine in the gourd and said: "Ahem! It's simple, just take out eleven people from the eighteen people! And you said that everything in Buddhism is empty, then Taoism is still the Taoist way of doing nothing! It's different! Signed up?"

As he spoke, Xing Ai pointed at the Cuju registration office with his gourd mouth, where several Taoist priests were signing up.

"I'll go! Which department is this?" Liu Yuanhui's jaw almost dropped.

"The first Taoist temple in Bianliang, the Double Ninth Festival Temple! It's also a master! Huh? Brother Liu, where did you just say you were going?" Xing said angrily.

"It's okay, excuse me, then you can go and sign up." Liu Yuanhui said weakly.

"Oh!" Xing Ai said and led his junior brother Xing Kong to the registration office.

"Oh my God! Is this a Cuju competition or a martial arts competition? Playing Cuju with these animals is life-threatening!" Liu Yuanhui thought to himself.

After noon, registration for sixteen teams was completed.

Liu Yuanhui walked up to several Cuju team representatives and explained the process.

"First of all, thank you all for participating in my 'Yuanhui Cup' Cuju Competition. The competition officially starts the day after tomorrow! There are two matches every day in the qualifiers, and the loser will be eliminated directly! Each team draws lots to determine its opponent!"

"Wait a minute!" A voice came from in front of the Cuju venue, and a group of people wearing black silk robes came over.

The leader was an expressionless but elegant man with a unicorn embroidered on his black robe. He stepped forward and said calmly: "We are here to sign up for the competition."

Liu Yuanhui stepped forward and said: "I'm really sorry, everyone, the registration is full and everyone is late."

"You're here so late and you want to jump in line? Humph!"

shouted someone in the crowd, a member of the Black Panthers.

The man in the unicorn robe glanced at the team member and said calmly: "If someone withdraws, can we participate?"

The tone is calm, but the temperament is compelling.

"In principle, that's the case." Liu Yuanhui continued, "But the chance is not high."

"Okay." The man in the unicorn robe said and led the team away.