The Collection of The End

"[Today is the first day of the famous sword conference held every four years. A total of 233 young talents are about to start competing for the ranking of the'Rookie List' and the prizes attached to each ranking. I am the chief presiding officer and chief referee of the Lotus Summit venue of this famous sword conference. Zhuge is right about me, and this is the first Shaolin Sect Arhat Hall, Master Fahai.]"

"【Amitabha】."

"[Maybe you may wonder why the preliminary rounds of this conference will be scattered to the three main peaks, but this matter only needs a little thought to draw a conclusion-you are too motivated to sign up, so that Guangmingding has already accepted There are not so many people.]"

At the corner of the Lianhua Peak ring area, a not very high platform was erected. At this moment, two people were sitting on it and talking. They obviously mobilized their aura to spread when they spoke, which made it possible for me to listen even when I was outside the crowd. It's clear.

One of them was the storyteller I saw the other day, and the other was a handsome but murderous young monk.

"[The knights who have successfully registered and obtained the ring number can go to the competition arena and wait for the referee to arrange for the match. Don’t worry about misjudgment or missed judgment. Even if we sit here, we can clearly see every knight on every ring. Action, do you think the master?]"

"【Amitabha.】"

"Sister'Iron Hand'," I looked at Matthew who seemed a little nervous: "Don't worry, this is the preliminary round. You can't just hit the dark horse directly."

"I'm not worried about this," Matthew took a deep breath. "I'm afraid that even the weakest moves will kill the opponent."

It's true that the martial arts of Medical Fairy Valley is mainly composed of insignificant acupuncture attacks and moves that cause the hidden wounds buried by these attacks to erupt together. If you are not careful...

"Then you can only believe in the methods of Elder Zhuge and Master Fahai, plus your own medical skills. If it doesn't work, I will still be there." I sent her arm: "Go."

"..." Matthew paused again, and only after those who were bragging and walking toward the ring began to increase, did he make up his mind to go to the ring that belonged to her.

"Well...Speaking of which, this Wudang elder seems to be a lot more serious." I put my finger to my ear again.

"[Ha, do you know why he was assigned to Fahai? I just thought that if Fahai would not pick him up, the scene would be quieter.]" Sun Wukong said.

Quiet?

I was thinking about whether Monkey King used the wrong words, Zhuge Zheng, I spoke again.

"[Remember that when the Famous Sword Conference first started, all participants used swords, but now it’s different. Look at these knights in the audience, what are they holding?]" He paused, then Cai said: "[Knifes, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, whips and hammers, boring sticks and sticks, abduction meteors, what are hooks, blades, sharp points, wings, and Emei needles Yes, with chains, 18 kinds of weapons are really available~]"

"-it is good!"

"-another one!"

Watching the fight itself is just watching the excitement. Unexpectedly, there are cross talks here, and the audience or audience applauded.

"[Look at everyone, some impatient knights have already boarded the arena to fight, and there is a knight who shines a silver spear on the nearest arena. Seeing that he stabbed out thousands of plum blossoms, it is The air-conditioning is flying, the gun is shining, and the five steel hooks are hidden inside. If you get this shot, nine out of ten will die~] "Zhuge Zheng, I really have another paragraph.

"—Isn't this the Jin Youwei?"

"—Dao Master, your eyes are not good, it is an ice gun made of water."

"—Yu Shui and Yu Bing are two different things. After the Fame Sword Conference changed the rules, he even changed his moves. He deserves to be the'New King'."

"—He didn't even go directly to the semifinals. Isn't he bullying? His opponent is still a woman—"

Wow! Bang!

The ice spear was directly shot into two pieces by a heavy shield and then shattered. The young man with the gun was shocked before he had time to change his move, and was directly slashed out of the ring by a heavy knife following the shield.

Since it was necessary to confirm the loss of combat power to judge victory or defeat, the Mingjiao disciple in charge of the arena immediately went to check it, and after a little inspection and a few questions, he raised his hands to signal that he was eliminated.

"Don't look, I cut it with the back of the knife," Zhang Xingcai walked to the edge of the ring with the knife and shield: "Let the next one come up quickly."

The Mingjiao disciple arranged for someone to carry Jin Youwei away, then shouted several times into the directory, and finally shook his head to indicate that all her opponents had abstained.

"[Oh, it's really thrilling. I just thought he was going to be split in half, and I was worried that the death of his life at the beginning of the game would reduce my judge's reputation.]" Zhuge is pretending to be a boon It’s not like him: "[But in fact, don’t worry, Master Fahai has just made preparations to take action. That trick is called'Death to Death', which can bear all the damage of the next ten breaths on behalf of others, right?]"

"【Amitabha.】"

No wonder the master didn't speak, because he robbed him of all the words.

"That genius seems to be a bit similar to'Li Daitao Zheng', but he was before the injury and I was after the injury. For the protected person, the former is naturally better, but they will be more grateful to the latter." I can't see. Whether the Shaolin masters have been prepared, I can only briefly evaluate the effect of this move.

"Because they will feel that even if they have not been'sacrificed', they can escape by their own ability." Sophie snorted, "Yelang is arrogant and short-sighted."

This word... seems to be used all wrong.

"[...Oh, it seems that my younger generations are not useless,]" Sun Wukong said suddenly: "[He realized that most of the people present had been affected in some way, but he couldn't tell the origin, and he didn't know the effect, so he planned to And lifted.]"

Um? How to release it?

"[A large-scale ‘Zhenshanhe’,]" Monkey King continued as if he had guessed that I was going to ask: "[It’s not easy to be discovered, the mantras of that trick are all caught in trash talk.]"

Is he talking about storytelling and cross talk for this?

puff-

At this moment, Matthew's opponent suddenly fell to the ground with blood.

"I, I said, it's okay if you admit defeat. If you insist on punching the acupuncture point, you will be seriously injured." Matthew panicked and said to the swordsman who obviously couldn't hear her.

The Mingjiao disciple stepped forward to check, signaled to Matthew, or said "Iron Hand" to win, and then lifted the opponent who fell to the ground.

"[Oh, vomiting so much blood, it seems that this knight needs some good supplements after waking up,]" Zhuge said: "[Such as steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, etc. Flower duck, roasted wild pheasant, roasted goose, braised salted duck, sauced chicken, bacon, songhua, small tripe, dried meat, sausage, assorted Supan, smoked chicken, white tripe, steamed eight-treasure pig, rice stuffed Duck-】"

"[Amitabha Buddha!]" Master Fahai exclaimed.

Huh...wait? I stared at the Mingjiao disciple who carried away the injured knight who had lost his combat effectiveness.

They deliberately changed the rules, and are also ready to lift the hands of people. Is it to prevent the loser from discovering the "life and death talisman" when introspection in order to heal the wounds?