The rules of the competition for the gold list are roughly the same as those of the other lists, the only difference is that the first hero to appear is determined by drawing lots, and this hero is generally not destined to be the leader, so if you want to win the championship, you only need to use force Strategy is not enough, a little luck is needed.

Now the first hero to appear on the stage has been eliminated, and the fighters on the field have also changed a few. At this time, it is Han Yi who is guarding the ring.

Speaking of Han Yi, he can really be called a young hero.

He was only 17 years old when the last martial arts conference was held, but he almost won the top spot on the gold list. Now that four years have passed, his kung fu has improved a lot, which makes people have to sigh that he is a formidable young man.

Now he is standing on the stage, holding a Xingyun sword in his hand, holding Yushu Linfeng.

But the heroes from all walks of life who fought under him, just like his name, all of them have become ruins.

The sun rose gradually, and it was noon in the blink of an eye.

With a Xingyun sword, Han Yi has already repelled three opponents. Everyone in the field applauds, but there are also humane. This year, Han Yi was careless. He came to the stage too early. Can't stand the fierce battle of the wheels.

On the ring stage, the ranking drum sounded again, boom, boom, boom.

A total of seven, seven and forty-nine drums were beaten on the Jinbang, and the martial attendant had already beaten forty times, and no one came up to the stage to fight. The man sitting next to Zhou Chi said, "There are still seven or eight heroes behind, and it won't be until the end." For a moment, I was afraid that no one would be willing to be a leader..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly said "Hey", "Where is the person?"

The person beside him suddenly disappeared, and that person looked strange. After turning his gaze back to the ring, he blurted out, "Oh, I'm going!"

Not only him, but everyone in the audience was also shocked by this white-clothed youth who suddenly flew onto the stage, and shouted: "Which sect is this ignorant kid, how can anyone be able to climb the golden list? Hurry down!"

"Come down! You really don't know the rules!"

The crowd shouted and shouted from all directions, but Zhou Chi standing on the stage remained motionless.

He was dressed in a white shirt, and he was still holding the folding fan that he did not know where. In addition, he was tall and handsome, and compared to Han Yi's Yushu Linfeng, he was more suave and graceful. —

"This little brother is pretty good-looking. I don't know which sect he is from? Would you like to make friends?"

"Looking at this appearance, it should be from the Qiushui Palace, right? What a handsome man!"

After Zhou Chi heard this, he glanced at the source of the sound with a smile on his face, and then said loudly without hesitation: "My surname is Zhou Mingchi, and I am the Young Palace Master of Yuxu Palace on Liuxi Peak of Weiyun Mountain—"

As soon as the word "Yuxu Palace" came out, there was an uproar in the audience, and someone in the crowd shouted: "It's that devil!"

In today's last battle, the people who came to watch the battle almost crowded the Linshan Villa. The whole square was filled with darkness. Roughly counted, there were three to four thousand people. It came from the ground, but I couldn't tell who it was.

However, Zhou Chi shook his fan and smiled slightly, his expression seemed to be indifferent, and he looked towards a certain part of the crowd: "Brother Zhong Tang from Qingyun Pavilion, I think your ancestors started out selling information, and you should know how to be careful when speaking, you are in public Call me a devil, I don't know what I did to get such a good name? Brother Zhongtang, don't you want to insult the reputation of your ancestors."

"Devil!" Someone else in the crowd yelled, "Don't say you don't know what your parents have done!"

"This is the Zhentian Gate in Jiangling County, isn't it? Why is your old hero learning from the younger generation? You only know how to talk, but you don't know how to investigate and verify. Are you afraid of losing your security at the end of the day?" Zhou Chi asked again.

Although this Zhentianmen is only a small sect at the moment, it was founded long ago and had a glorious period of glory, so everyone politely called this old hero who shook the sky. The Devil's Cult child" was taunted in public, and the audience suddenly became furious. Someone jumped out and shouted angrily, and the voice was wrapped in the crowd, and it was unknown who made it——

"Didn't it be you who kidnapped Leader Han's beloved son?"

"That's right! Didn't you also kidnap the grandson of Old Hero Lu and the orphan of Tian Guangling?"

"Shameless devil! How dare you say that you didn't do anything bad?!"

Hearing this, Zhou Chi folded the folding fan in his hand and slapped it in the palm of his hand, with a look of sudden realization: "Ah! How did I forget this? Thank you Chi Xiaohu from Fenglei Village and Daoist Danxin from Shenmenggu for reminding me. In this way, I'm kind of like a monster."

There was a burst of condemnation off the court, but there were also some fledgling children who didn't know the battle back then, and couldn't help but be impressed by Zhou Chi's ability to listen to the sound and distinguish the position, and couldn't help asking others about the clear-eyed, temperamental Who is the dusty man?But Zhou Chi on the stage remained indifferent all the time, looking at Han Yi opposite him with a half-smile.

Holding the sword, Han Yi glanced down the stage indiscriminately. After receiving Han Jing's gaze, he asked aloud, "I don't know why Palace Master Zhou is here today? You kidnapped me five years old?" Little nephew, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, you came up on stage to provoke me."

As soon as Han Yi's voice came out, the audience immediately fell silent.

Speaking of it, although everyone called Zhou Chi a "devil", there were not many people who really had an enmity with Yuxu Palace. After seeing it, he immediately looked at the two of them with burning eyes.

However, Zhou Chi's expression didn't change, and he said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Ming people don't say dark words, so it's boring for Han Xiaoyingxiong to say that."

"What do you mean?" Han Yi was wary.

"As you said, the life and death of your five-year-old nephew is still uncertain, so you have the intention to win the gold medal? If it is said that Master Han understands righteousness and would rather put his beloved son's safety at risk than hold this martial arts conference, You are a junior, it’s not nice to say that you took the position of your uncle, it’s just a formality, why waste so much time instead of saving your dear nephew?"

Han Yi was left speechless by what he said, but he couldn't help but start to have doubts, did Zhou Chi know about the destruction of Yuxu Palace?

At this moment, Han Jing who was in the audience suddenly coughed lightly, and with a refined expression on his face, he said loudly: "I don't want to involve the younger generation in the enmity between your Zhou family and our Han family, but you don't want to say that you kidnapped the little one, now What is your intention to destroy the conference again?"

"Master Han's words are serious," Zhou Chi said, "I just want to learn from Han Xiaoying because I just want to learn from him."

As soon as this remark was made, someone shouted again, the members of the Demon Cult are really shameless, they don't compete sooner or later, they insist on waiting until the day when Han Yi wins the gold medal, and then come to compete after Han Yi has taken turns to fight, it is really shameless!

Zhou Chi just smiled, didn't take these words to heart, and waved his hand to Han Yiyi.

Han Yi gritted his teeth.

He expected that Zhou Chi would attack today, and he had already made safety arrangements by Han Jing's side, but he didn't expect that Zhou Chi's target was actually him, but that's okay, he took this opportunity to take him down in advance, so that he could be taken down sooner. Inquire about the whereabouts of Shanhe Ling.

Han Yi only thought for a moment, then took the Xingyun sword and swung it in front of him.

"Han Yi is not talented, but he is willing to fight against Palace Master Zhou. Please—"

"In that case, please—"

After Zhou Chi finished speaking, he closed his fan and swung it, and the folding fan suddenly turned into a long sword, attacking Han Yi like a spirit snake.

Zhou Chi was originally a programmer who couldn't lift his shoulders or lift his hands, but fortunately, he had the bonus of game skills. A Yuxu sword made it a floating cloud and flowing water, which was comparable to Han Yi's Xingyun sword. The two of them went through hundreds of moves, and the clanging sound when the blades collided could be heard endlessly, and the murderous intent appeared in the shadow of the sword, light and sword, and everyone in the field couldn't help applauding!

But soon, Han Yi, who had been fighting for a long time, was at a disadvantage due to lack of physical strength. There were people shouting and scolding off the court, but there were also people secretly cheering, but no one came to the stage to help.Zhou Chi couldn't help but raised the corners of his mouth, he still didn't forget to taunt Han Yi with his words.

"I thought that all of you decent families were chivalrous and courageous people, and you didn't want to be the generation who made troubles when you were in trouble. It really opened my eyes."

"Don't talk too much nonsense! You chose this time to compete with me, so why not be insidious and cunning?" Han Yi shouted.

"I have never denied that I am insidious and cunning, unlike you righteous people, duplicity, hypocrisy—"

When the last word fell, Zhou Chi swung his sword horizontally, and with a sound of "clang--", the two swords collided. Zhou Chi urged Han Yi back two steps, but he didn't give a single thought. With room to breathe, he flew onto the opponent's sword, and a kite turned over and landed behind Han Yi.

At this time, Han Yi hadn't had time to turn around, and seeing Zhou Chi's sword was about to stab his throat, the man in white suddenly turned around in mid-air, shouted "The old thief takes his life", and rushed straight at him. Han Jing sitting in the first row watching the battle.

There was a sudden change, no one expected that Zhou Chi went around, and the target was Han Jing!

However, Han Jing was able to kill Zhu Hongye and sit on the position of leader for many years. Naturally, he has real skills. With a horizontal stroke, he saluted his Wei Dao sword.

All this happened in a blink of an eye, and the martial servants who were ambushing on both sides of the ring reacted and surrounded them one after another.

Holding the Wei Dao sword in his hand, Han Jing fought with Zhou Chi while leading him to the ring, and shouted: "Today's martial arts event, I see that you are a junior, I don't want to trouble you at this time, I don't want me to bear it!" No matter how hard you endure, you are making progress! I would like to ask, in the past when your father helped Zhao Tianxing to seize my Han family's Shanheling, how many sect brothers died in a big battle! Later, I wanted to calm things down, but your mother came to the door with a sword and bluntly said: Take my head! Now you have captured my beloved son, disturbed my grand gathering, and messed up my martial arts, what on earth do you Yuxu Palace intend to do?!"

As soon as these words came out, all the people around were furious, especially Lu Yiming, the leader of the money gun, who was about to come to the stage with a long gun in his hand, but the young man who was denounced by everyone had an indifferent expression on his face, and only said in his mouth "Don't talk too much, old thief!" He raised his sword and started fighting.

The two fought all the way from the stage to the stage, and Han Yi quickly joined the battle.

It would be embarrassing for the two to be surrounded by one person, but no one raised any objections in this situation.What's rare is that the young man didn't make any excuses, he held a long sword and fought with his nephew and uncle.After more than a hundred rounds, there were already people in the audience secretly clicking their tongues, thinking that even if Han Yi hadn't fought fiercely with others today, he might not be able to defeat this little devil.

However, two fists are no match for four hands.

After another hundred or so rounds, Zhou Chi began to lose the wind. One might as well, was stabbed in the left shoulder by a sword and forced to the corner. Suddenly, a long knife of the moon was shot through the air, and it was nailed to the background wall of the ring with a "clang" sound. , stopped the pace of the nephew and uncle.

"Who?!" Han Jing shouted angrily, looking up at the place where the knife was shot.

At this time, a black shadow suddenly stepped across the crowd and rushed to the stage, and the unlucky people in the audience who had been stepped on their heads by him uttered "Ouch" one after another. It should have been a very tense and solemn environment, but it was suddenly disturbed to be ridiculous. few.

At this time, someone recognized his footwork and said, "Isn't this the Shujiu school's footwork?"

There was a member of the Xuyou faction in the audience, who hurriedly said, "I don't know you, who is this? It has nothing to do with our Xuyou faction!"

The martial arts drama turned into a farce in an instant. Amidst the shouts of the crowd, the man in the black suit had already rushed to the stage, grabbed Zhou Chi, and then stepped on the heads of the crowd and disappeared into the square.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, all of them were shocked by this man's elusive footwork, only Han Jing on the stage was ashen-faced.At this moment, Han Yi suddenly said, "Where is the little thief running?", then gave Han Jing a look, and quickly chased him out.

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