[Quick Transmigration] Boyfriend system

The sky in Qingyun Town is as clear as a wash, and the clouds are not stained.After noon, the scorching sun seemed to be infected by the lively atmosphere and became more wanton.The sun shone with bursts of heat~on the contest platform made of white jade, shaking people's eyes hard.

An Wangqing Junyang took out the brocade handkerchief again, wiped the thin sweat oozing from his forehead, felt the hot sweat on his back soaked ~ wet the close-fitting brocade clothes, his words were full of anger: "Leader Yuwen I don't know what the rules are in Guizhuang? Are you going to let the guests hang out in the sun?"

Before Yu Wenlian could speak, Yu Wenyan who was standing behind couldn't help but sneered: "His Royal Highness King An comes from a delicate family, and his ten fingers are not touched by the water of spring, so it is normal to feel uncomfortable." The people, straight as pine trees and immovable as mountains, felt a sense of pride spontaneously: "We are rough and rough, we are used to life of swords, lights, swords, shadows, sun and rain, and we can't compare with your royal status. I still hope to forgive you."

These soft and thorny words made Wang An's brows twitch, he clenched the handkerchief tightly and wanted to get angry, remembering the purpose of coming here today, he held back.He took a deep breath, gave Yu Wenyan a sideways look with a smirk, and said strangely to Yu Wenlian: "Leader Yuwen, Lingmei is indeed Mr. Yuwen's favorite jewel, she is really eloquent."

"Little sister is too young, I hope His Highness King An will forgive me." Yu Wenlian didn't accept the move, but kept a polite smile and said, "Today is just a small gathering of ordinary martial arts fighters, and it's really amazing that His Highness King An is here. It’s so luxuriant, how can this village dare to show disrespect. The venue is simple, and His Royal Highness An’s daughter is really not suitable to suffer here, how about moving to the elegant garden of the villa for a short rest?”

Yu Wenlian's words sound really beautiful, but the subtext is very arrogant: We hold our own martial arts conference, what is it for you, a court prince, to barge in by yourself?How dare you dislike things?You are not welcome here at all, and if you continue to babble, just get out of here!

"You!" Wang An was so angry that his eyelids twitched, he stood up all of a sudden, his face, which was already slightly red from the scorching sun, instantly flushed red because of anger.

"My lord, my lord, calm down! Be safe and don't be impatient!" Seeing that he was angry, the attendant who had been following him and fanning him hurriedly stepped forward to fan him vigorously to turn off the fire, while quietly persuading him, "You Don't forget, we still have to..."

Hearing what he said, Wang An restrained his anger slightly, narrowed his eyes fiercely, gritted his teeth in his heart and said bitterly: What a pair of Yuwen brothers and sisters who don't know good and bad!When this king exhausts your value, I will let you all know how powerful this king is!

He shook his sleeves and snorted coldly, and then slowly sat back in his seat under the thousands of invitations from his attendants.

This uproar has already arrived at the beginning of the martial arts conference.Yu Wenlian didn't procrastinate, he gave a few words of encouragement to everyone concisely, and then began to introduce the regulations of the meeting.

The rules of the Martial Arts Tournament are very simple and rude. Competitors will come to the stage to accept challenges. The person who successfully stays on the stage in the end will be the winner. Rivers and lakes.

"There are three taboos in the martial arts conference: [-]. Improper techniques such as poisons, hidden weapons, seedling Gu, etc. are not allowed. [-]. The heads of all major sects are not allowed to enter the venue. [-]. It is absolutely not allowed to hurt people's lives!" Yu Wenlian sternly said Scanning the audience, "If anyone commits a crime knowingly, he will be the enemy of my Yuntian Villa and my Yuwen Company!" After speaking, a powerful aura emanated from him, making everyone breathless.

Seeing that all the sects nodded in response, Yu Wenlian withdrew his momentum and sat down with his sleeves folded. He quietly lowered his eyes and looked at everyone in the audience.

"I'm here to help Lu Zhida with Shuangsha, and I'm here to ask you heroes!" A strong man with a hulking back and a sledgehammer leaped onto the stage, winning applause from the audience.

"Good time!" A man dressed as a scholar under the stage laughed loudly, pulled out the folding fan at his waist and shook it lightly twice, and then flew up to the stage to salute, "Qishan Sword Sect Song Qingyang came here to ask for advice."

"Ah." Seeing this, Yu Wenyan couldn't help but let out a soft cry, "This scholar looks so thin, why can't he think about challenging that strong man!"

The reaction of everyone in the audience was also the same as hers, and they persuaded the scholar to step down.Even his opponent couldn't help laughing and said: "Could it be that some scholar went to the wrong place? This is not a delicious drama garden, so let's go down early!"

Yu Wenlian looked at the scholar carefully, but shook his head lightly and said: "No. A strong man will lose within thirty moves."

"Why?" Yu Wenyan asked in surprise.

Before Yu Wenlian could answer, a fight broke out on the stage.Just like what he said, the scholar teased the strong man a bit, and then he was knocked out in the No.30 move.Before the strong man could react, he fell down the stage and passed out.A specialized doctor came and took him away for treatment.

The stage fell silent for a moment, and the next moment there were even more excited cheers.

Looking at the relaxed and freehand expressions of the scholars on the stage, Yu Wenlian explained softly: "Qishan Sword School pays attention to the transformation of sword intent, and it is very effective against the Shuangsha Gang, a school that only practices foreign martial arts. However, if you meet the same The Peach Blossom Sword School, which is known for its skills, or the Tianjun Pavilion, which focuses on breaking everything, is a bit difficult."

Sure enough, when a sword-wielding woman in a peach-red veil came onto the stage, the scholar's face instantly turned ugly.

"So that's how it is. Jianghu martial arts are really profound!" Yu Wenyan couldn't help smiling, and praised softly.

Here, the Yuwen brothers and sisters watched the battle while entertaining and teaching, and the atmosphere was quite warm and pleasant.Wang An, who was left in place by the side, looked coldly at their chatting and laughing, smiled viciously, and winked at the people around him.The people around him immediately saluted respectfully and walked down the stage.

"Zhang Tong of Prince An's Mansion, please fight with the owner of Hehuan Palace Siyingyu Shaogong." The man cut off his opponent's right hand with a sword, ignored his opponent's screams of pain, kicked him off the stage, and went to Siyingyu with a provocative face. look.

"What are you doing!" In the stands, Yu Wenlian stood up all of a sudden, staring at Wang An with sharp eyes.

"What are you doing?" King An lazily took the peeled fruit from his attendant and threw it into his mouth to chew. "Since this king is lucky enough to participate in a martial arts conference, it's not a big deal to send a subordinate to challenge him."

"That man has no enmity with you, why did you cripple him!" Yu Wenlian questioned angrily.

King An chuckled nonchalantly, spit the fruit core on the ground casually, and slowly took out a handkerchief to wipe his fingertips: "Why, what is the prohibition of this king's behavior? It's just missing an arm, and it's not dead. What are you shouting about?"

"Qing Junyang! Isn't your heart made of flesh?" Yu Wenyan cried tremblingly, her eyes turned red.

"Presumptuous!" King An's eyes changed, and he threw the brocade handkerchief on the ground, "An untouchable, dare to call me by my name!"

"You!" Yu Wenyan wanted to say more, but Yu Wenlian grabbed her tightly and pulled her back to her seat to sit down: "Yan'er, don't be impulsive! He is right, there is indeed no such rule in the conference."

"But..." Yu Wenyan couldn't help covering her face and sobbing softly, "He's gone too far. Maybe that person just wanted to participate in a meeting and win glory for the teacher. But he lost his right hand forever! This makes that person In the future, how will we face all this..."

Yu Wenlian took her into his arms with a gentle and sad expression: "Yan'er, my good Yan'er. You are so soft-hearted, how can my father and elder brother rest assured..."

The dispute in the stands did not affect the high fighting spirit of the crowd at all. As soon as they heard Zhang Tong's call to fight Si Yingyu, some spectators who feared that the world would not be chaotic instantly became excited, and all looked towards Hehuan Palace. .

"Senior sister, I never thought that someone would dare to challenge you." Gu Yiran smiled and covered her lips with a look of surprise on her face, "This kind of audacious person, please don't hold back, so as to promote the reputation of my Hehuan Palace!" "

Looking at her posture, Si Yingyu slightly frowned her eyebrows, and a bad premonition rose in her heart.Before she had time to explore where this strangeness came from, the people on the stage called her name again, so she could only put aside her doubts temporarily, picked up her sword, and flew up to the high stage: "Yingyu, Secretary of Hehuan Palace, special Come fight."

"...That's it, keep your hands clean." Yu Wenlian was staring at the situation on the field, but when he heard Wang An's thick and sinister voice ringing in his ears, he subconsciously turned his head to look to the side, Seeing that Wang An was looking at him with a strange smile, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

The next moment, there were bursts of exclamations from the audience, which came directly to his ears: "Murder! The Master Si Shao has killed!!"