Shark Lie Song

After the guards left, Ming Yuan braced himself and stood upright quietly for a long time.

He bent his body slightly, and lifted the front of his shirt.

A deep bone-deep wound ran through the groin of his shoulder blade and collarbone. Inside the wound, the gap between skin and bone was tightly packed with herbs to stop bleeding.

Ming Yuan only took a hasty glance and put on his clothes again.

He returned to his residence and entered the house after instructing the guarded guards not to allow anyone to enter.

He tore off his clothes and threw them aside—at this time, his body was covered with countless wounds and bruises.

I just came back from the desert, and then entered the elders' house with a warm heart, regardless of my injuries.

but?

Those damned old guys, just looking at each other lightly, threw the thing they had saved their lives to protect, and easily threw it into the "sacred flame" of the clan...

Ming Yuan looked desperately at the blue flames licking the precious ancient books he brought back, while he could only lie on the ground motionless.

Because the "sacred fire" contains a mysterious ingredient that can make people feel weak—it's just that weakness is just "weakness" for young people like them. This mysterious ingredient is actually a good thing that prolongs life for these elders .

Ming Yuan thanked his family for not being able to go out with only a "fig leaf" like those barbarians in the South China Sea—otherwise, he really didn't know how to hide his injuries.

He calmly applied medicine and changed the gauze to himself.At this time, those wounds with bone deep visible had already been covered with a thin layer of skin tissue—the throbbing blue-purple blood vessels could be faintly seen under the deepest wound.

Ming Yuan thought to himself mockingly, fortunately he is a strong shark.

He had witnessed countless ordinary human beings die because of some wounds that he didn't think were very serious.

Therefore, the weak will perish.

Ming Yuan thought of his own race, and thought of the mermaids in the South China Sea who had always lived peacefully and quietly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

As long as that method is used, within a hundred years, when the new generation of mermaids grow up to the prime of life...

At that time, I will definitely lead the race to sweep this infinitely vast and mysterious underwater world!

A month may be extremely long for weak humans, but for mermaids, it is the moment in life.

Almost all the clansmen spent this month insulting Ming Yuan Mingli and privately - except for the few sharks who gave up training at the beginning.

The few of them can be said to be proud of the spring breeze for a few months: people go out to exercise in the morning, and they sleep until the sun rises; after the day's work is over, most of the mermaids come to the coaching ground to drag their tired bodies for exercise. And nowhere to be found.

Ming Yuan didn't care about them.During the time when everyone was working and training, he only urged his personal guards to build a new training ground.

In fact, the clan has a martial arts training ground that has been used all the time, but because of its age, it is outdated and will have a great impact on the results of the comparison test, so Ming Yuan ordered them to build a new martial arts training ground so that the fairness cannot be affected due to the venue.

——After all, this battle looks like an ordinary competition, but it is actually an important battle that will determine the fate of many people.

"Although you don't need to participate in school training, if your grades are at the bottom after a month, I will not tolerate it. Don't waste your own cultivation."

"Yes, patriarch." Several personal guards replied in a deep voice.

...The few of them knew the details of Mingyuan's plan long ago, and also knew the terrible secret from the very beginning, so they will not slack off their martial arts.

The day before the competition, Ming Yuan was still on the side of the coaching field with his hands behind his back, quietly observing the training of the clansmen.

The shouts of martial arts came from time to time-at the same time, there were curses on him that hadn't stopped for a month.

"I really don't know what medicine Ming Yuan took wrongly! I'm exhausted every day, and I have to add morning and night exercises to torture me!"

"That's right, if it's a time of war, everyone can understand it—but it's been many years since we've fought a war, and there's peace and prosperity under the water and on land... Do you think he can do it?"

"Yes, you said that if you take this opportunity to let everyone renovate the house, or prepare more food for Dongzang, everyone may praise him a few times..."

"That's right, after winter is over, it's the season to marry a wife and have babies..."

"By the way, do you still remember that Mingyuan said that there will be no more Jiaoniang in the clan?"

I don't know which merman suddenly expressed the doubts in everyone's mind. For a while, there were no mermen to exercise anymore, and they all gathered together in small groups to discuss this question that everyone couldn't figure out.

Seeing this scene, Ming Yuan knew that it was time for him to appear, so he charged his tail and swam half a nautical mile in an instant to the center of the training ground.

"I know that you are dissatisfied with many things. I assure you that I will give you an answer when the competition is over tomorrow."

Although the mermen are dissatisfied, as members of the East China Sea, they have a belief-like worship of force and power by nature, but they are not very repulsive to the training itself.

The only thing they reject is Ming Yuan—this crazy psycho who is looking for trouble!

Ming Yuan looked around, everyone was full of indignation - after all, it was the last day, and everyone more or less needed a channel to vent their emotions.

However, everyone also understands.Not everyone has this right.

Because only the strong in the world can express what they want as they please.Others, after all, are just wishful thinking.

With those two shouts at the top of my voice, I couldn't tell whether it was the human voice or the wind that disappeared faster.

The sharks in the East China Sea began to concentrate on training again, and the people around Ming Yuan who had been in a group dispersed in twos and threes.

The day of the contest arrived as promised.

"...The competition takes the form of a two-two duel. The winner of the first round does not need to enter the next round, while the loser enters the second round. Similarly, the winner does not need to go to the third round, and so on. There are six rounds in total. .”

Before the host finished talking about the rules of the game, the pot exploded.

"Then wouldn't this exhaust the weakest to death?"

"That's right, if the strongest and the weakest are divided, wouldn't that be equal to steady loss and steady strength?"

The host ignored the commotion below, Xu Shi had already expected this situation, and continued to announce without haste.

"So for this match, we adopt the principle of voluntary, partner yourself, and are willing to bet and admit defeat. As long as you find an opponent, you can register with the five referees in front of you. The order of the competition is first come, first served. If no opponent is found in the end, the clan They are randomly assigned here. Now everyone has an incense stick of time to pair up freely."

The bottom was speechless.

I have to say that this trick is really high: everyone is unwilling to choose someone who is stronger than themselves, but wants to choose someone who is weaker than themselves; and if two people have a good relationship but their strengths are very different, of course they can be deliberately matched together , but if this continues, the weaker side will have to keep fighting, and thus face many players whose strength is unknown-you know, even if the strength is weak, no one in the Donghai clan likes to be a loser.

Moreover, the Donghai clan is the kind of race that disdains (obviously) bullying the weak, especially in your own clan, if you are a martial artist who deliberately challenges a physically disabled person-then you really don’t want to stand up in the East China Sea in the future up.

In the end, there is only one ending left: that is, a contest of real guns with equal strength.

……

After everyone was ready, Ming Yuan stepped onto the stage.

It was assumed that the patriarch was on stage to announce the start of the tournament or at least give a speech or something - just like always.

But Ming Yuan still did not take the usual path as always, and directly expressed the doubts in everyone's mind.

"Does anyone want to know why my personal guards don't have to participate in this competition?"

The personal guards are the mermaids who maintain order around them, and the "referees" who stand expressionless in front of the ring.

All the mermen below shook their heads in unison.

What a joke—the ones who can be selected as personal guards are all one-of-a-kind masters, and all of them are living legends who kill and crusade, intertwined with blood and battle.

"They will compete two by two after you have finished the competition, and the five who win in the end will fight against me."

The audience was silent.

Five against one.

However, the fact is that with Ming Yuan's force value, everyone thinks he is simply too bullying...

Just when everyone thought the game was about to start, a few noises came from a distance across the crowd.

"Why, I didn't participate in the training, why should I participate in the martial arts competition of you troublesome sons!"

"That's right, it's not fair!"

Ming Yuan watched the guards escorting those sharks who were pretending to be stupid, and felt an unknown fire in his heart.

"I'm willing to admit defeat."

Several people were thrown on the training ground by the guards like garbage, while their opponents were already impatiently preparing for the training in the waiting area.

Several people were stunned - the few people in front of them were all powerful experts in the clan.

"Why are our opponents so powerful?"

Those negative hands who didn't match up successfully laughed.

"Brothers think, although the strength is not as good as the village chief and the personal guards, but with our brother's skills, it is shameless to bully other people in the village... No, they are all left."

The faces of those who did not participate in the training turned pale instantly.

"I... we can't compete!"

"Oh?" Ming Yuan laughed angrily when he heard this, "Donghai Clan, now someone says they want to be deserters?"

After a brief silence, the entire mermaid clan burst into laughter.

The complexions of several people were crimson, and they reluctantly went to draw lots because they had no other choice.

Ming Yuan looked at the few people who slid past the bottom dejectedly, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Then, start now."