Raiders

The martial arts conference opened with great anticipation.

Of course, Wen Wuyu appeared on behalf of the Sanqingmen. Although the age difference between Qi Feng and Wen Wuyu was less than ten years old, they were already from the master's generation after all.

The master said reservedly that this is the world of young people, so he will not come out to prostitute.

Wen Wuyu also didn't want to confront the master. At the beginning, the master meant to let the master play. Now that he has played, he must not lose face.

Mu Linyuan, Song Yunshan and the younger junior sister said silently that they were just here to watch the show, and that they came out to investigate the current situation of talents in martial arts in Jianghu under the pretense of claiming that they should not be too showy.

The first game, melee.

Wen Wuyu's figure was elegant, and he was able to cope with the chaotic situation with ease, dodging easily, and from time to time, he made a black hand and kicked people off the stage.

In the second game, the teams fought against each other.

Wen Wuyu has the heaven-defying halo bonus of the protagonist, breaking through five levels and beating six generals, killing all the way to the end, becoming a dark horse for fun.

In the end, there were only three people left on the field, Wen Wuyu, the cub of the martial arts leader who was tentatively called Xiaoer, and the initiator of the fight, the little third young man who was cuckolded by his sister.

Love rivals meet, extremely jealous.However, that seemed to be the wishful thinking of the third young man, and the lord stood there in embarrassment.

The atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out, the leader coughed, and arranged for his son to go to the next match, let Xiaosan Shaoxia and Wen Wuyu face off first.

The little third young hero pressed forward every step of the way, making fierce moves, Wen Wuyu frowned, borrowing and dismantling his moves, and even danced a sword very beautifully.

Obviously, the Little Three Young Heroes lost.

Little San Shaoxia has a romantic name, Zhen Fengliu.

But he didn't look coquettish at all when he was defeated. Wen Wuyu kicked the little third young hero friendly out of the idea of ​​not hurting anyone, but the young hero didn't adjust his posture properly and landed on his face first.

Zhen Fengliu stared at the person on the stage who didn't know where he came from, feeling a haze in his heart.

This is not only a loss, but also a loss of face and a loss of calculation.

Hearing the roar of laughter around him, he clenched his sword tightly, this man really deserves to die.He originally planned to fight Guo Xizhu in the end, using the aggressive method to make Guo Xizhu and him stand in a state of life and death, and then killed Guo Xizhu in front of everyone.

Guo Xizhu is the son of the leader's family.

In Zhen Fengliu's life, the most important thing in his life was his own face.He didn't like that girl too much, but that girl was slapping him in the face when she was with someone else, which he couldn't bear.

Therefore, Guo Xizhu must come to make amends. Today, this kid came out with a bad foot, and let him lose in such an embarrassing posture...

Zhen Fengliu's fists were clenched, he took a deep look at Wen Wuyu, and left silently.

Under the circumstances that everyone was feeling emotional, sighing or resenting, the martial arts conference had a winner.

The last day, the last battle.

Wen Wuyu's arm was cut by Guo Xizhu's sword, but his sword had already reached Guo Xizhu's neck.

Guo Xizhu, admit defeat.

"Hahahaha, there are really talented people from all over the world, little brother Wen, it's wonderful."

The current martial arts leader Guo Qitao stood up and applauded.

"Thank you for the compliment from the leader."

Wen Wuyu's face was flushed, with a bit of shyness on his face, vividly portraying the image of an innocent young man who hadn't experienced much in the world.

"You have achieved such an achievement at such a young age, it would be presumptuous to ask, where did you learn from?"

"Sanqing Gate."

Wen Wuyu smiled proudly.

The people below began to discuss with each other, what kind of sect is this Sanqing sect that can cultivate such disciples.

A long time ago, everyone knew Sanqingmen, but now, not many people remember it.

Sanqingmen prospered by relying on outstanding disciples, but also declined with the decline of talents.

It seems that Sanqingmen might be popular again for a while, Guo Qitao's thoughts turned around, and he didn't think so.

At that time, many people were jealous of the Sanqing Jue, and those who intended to rob or steal, or came to provoke, were all beaten badly by the Sanqingmen.

Later, the Sanqingmen let it go, and entered the Sanqingmen to practice the Sanqingjue, regardless of the past, and those who wished would take the bait.

A lot of people went there, but unfortunately, they all failed.The Sanqing Jue is really too difficult to practice, and it is very domineering. After practicing the Sanqing Jue, no one is allowed to practice anything else, unless you abolish your skills.

Gradually, not many people will practice Sanqing Jue.With the death of the Sanqingmen generation, the Sanqingmen quickly declined.

Like a curse, nothing can be done.They saw it was funny, but they didn't forget to be on guard.

It seems that this time, Sanqingmen has another master who can walk sideways.

"Looking at you guys, I can't help but sigh with emotion. You are young and promising. Tomorrow is the battle between me and the young hero. According to the rules, the winner will lead the martial arts world."

Guo Qitao put his hands behind his back, facing Wen Wuyu's smiling Wen Run, but in his early years, his face had a strange charm.

"How can a person with such a low moral character, who is punished by everyone, have the qualifications to fight against the lord, he is not worthy to stand on it!"

The voice came from the viewing platform, and the owner of the voice used his internal strength to let everyone hear his voice clearly in the martial arts conference.

There was an uproar.

Everyone looked at the source of the voice, and Guo Qitao also looked over curiously.

Qi Feng squinted his eyes, with an unknown light in his eyes.

The palm was held and squeezed twice, Qi Feng and Mu Linyuan looked at each other, and exchanged a look that they only understood.

Here comes the legendary cannon fodder begging for a slap in the face...

This life is a drama every day.

Some people just love to be that kind of actor.

The so-called, jumping clown.