Almighty Ninjutsu Killing God System

Chapter 311
Time flies, and before you know it, another month has passed.

The Lone Boat Peak of Qianjianzong is still as clean as usual, but compared to the cleanliness of Lone Boat Peak, today's Tiandu Peak is decorated with lights and festoons, full of joy, and full of people's voices everywhere.

In the martial arts arena of Tiandu Peak, a group of handymen are doing the venue layout work for the Eight Meridian Martial Arts Competition held every four years. One day later, it will be the official opening day of the Eight Meridian Martial Arts Competition.

The Eight Meridians Martial Arts Festival is the most important large-scale celebration of Thousand Swords Sect. It is held every four years. The first Eight Meridians Martial Arts Competition was held that year to celebrate the establishment of Thousand Swords Sect, and later it slowly evolved into Thousand Swords Sect. Dzong's fixed celebration.

The importance of this celebration to Qian Jianzong is no less than the importance of the current Olympic Games to human beings and to various countries.

Because this is a time to fight for honor for their respective group forces. It is the eight peaks, oh no, the seven peaks that compete with each other for dominance. Whether they can stand out independently becomes the only chance to surpass the other six peaks.

And it is precisely for this reason that everyone from the leaders of the major peaks of the sect to the humble handymen doing health work at each peak is excited and excited about it.

As for a large-scale event like the Bamai Martial Arts Competition, there is naturally a special gambling game off the court.

Among them, each peak and every contestant is a bet, and different people who bet on the bet or the peak wins and loses have different odds.

Gambling is always so attractive no matter which world it is in.

This kind of betting method has existed since the first Eight Meridians Martial Arts Competition.

So speaking of it, this betting game has a long history just like the Bamai martial arts itself.

Therefore, the leaders of the sect did not ban it, but turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it.

And this is another reason for the whole family to celebrate. Although some people did not participate in the game, they were able to make a lot of money in a bet, and then turned around.

Of course, on the contrary, there are also people who counted their hair overnight and turned their heads white.

How can this kind of activity, where heaven and hell are only on the line, not be exciting and exciting?

Although the environment of Lonely Boat Peak is clean, it doesn't mean that everything is clean. For example, Da Vinci's heart is very restless at the moment.

"I didn't expect Bamai Huiwu to be able to play like this? Betting on gambling, I thought I would never meet again after entering the sect, but I didn't expect it to be more ruthless and exciting here!
Who should I bet on?

Hey, what a headache!

Wait, with the eldest brother’s current status, can he also participate in the Eight Meridians Martial Arts Competition?

If he participates, I will fully support him.

Just where are you now, brother? "Ever since Da Vinci knew that Xiao Han was not dead, he has been waiting for Xiao Han's return all day long.

But he didn't expect that after waiting for several months, now that the Eight Meridians Martial Art Competition was about to start, there was still no one, and he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

Da Vinci was thinking about it while silently making breakfast. Since Xiao Han was gone, he had to do all the big and small things in Guzhou Peak alone.

If he said he wasn't tired, it would be a lie, but in the past few months, it was rare for him not to complain of suffering.

And because Xiao Han's reputation in the sect can be described as thunderous now, there is already a tendency to surpass Xiao Han, the former arrogance.

In addition, the head of the sect, Li Changqing, attributed Xiao Han to his own disciple, so although there were few people in Guzhou Peak, no one dared to do anything to Da Vinci.

Not only did they not, but many handymen applied to be transferred to Guzhou Peak to take advantage of the situation, but they were all rejected by the peak leader Xiao Qingshan.

For Xiao Qingshan's approach, Da Vinci was naturally very supportive.

He doesn't want anyone to take over his job. Although working alone is a bit tiring, he still has more freedom than other Fengmai people.

Bringing the prepared meals in front of Xiao Qingshan, a simple breakfast that couldn't be simpler, paired with a pot of wine, this is the beginning of Xiao Qingshan's day.

"Old Xiao, tomorrow is the day of the Eight Meridian Martial Arts Competition. Although no one in our Lonely Boat Peak will participate in the competition, shouldn't we go and see it?" Standing opposite Xiao Qingshan, Da Vinci said a little embarrassed.

Hearing this, Xiao Qingshan was stunned for a moment, then took a sip of wine, and glanced at Da Vinci lightly, "I should go and see, I'll give you a day off tomorrow, you can go!"

"Thank you, Mr. Xiao. I will finish all the things I need to do before going tomorrow!" Da Vinci secretly said with joy.

"Yeah." Xiao Qingshan nodded, looking not very interested.

Seeing this, Da Vinci couldn't help but have a look of hesitation on his face.

This widowed old man first lost his son, and this time even the handyman with the same name as his son is also missing, so how can he be happy?
He really wanted to tell Elder Xiao that his eldest brother was not dead, but he swallowed the words as soon as they reached his lips. He really didn't know whether he should say it or not.

He calculated that Xiao Han was not dead through his own compass, so once he said it, how could he prove it?

It would be okay if Xiao Han came back in the future, but what if he couldn't come back?

How should he explain it? Wouldn't this make the old man happy in vain?

So, he opened his mouth and couldn't help changing the subject, "Old Xiao, for such a big celebration as the Bamai Martial Arts Competition, our master should have invited you, old man. Are you going to attend the opening ceremony tomorrow?"

"Yeah!" Xiao Qingshan nodded, continued to drink and said, not sure if he said "hmm" to go or not.

Da Vinci suddenly felt that he had nothing to say, so he could only silently accompany him.

But at this moment, Elder Xiao, who had no interest at all, suddenly said, "You can sign up for the Eight Meridian Martial Arts Competition in the name of Xiao Han later!"

"Well, yes! Well... wait, Mr. Xiao, what are you talking about!!!" Da Vinci replied subconsciously, but after he understood it, he was suddenly startled, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

"My son has been preparing for this Eight Meridians Competition for many years, so I don't want to disappoint him!" said Xiao Lao.

"But your son is not already"

"That's why we have to let someone replace him!" Mr. Xiao looked at Da Vinci and said with a matter-of-fact expression.

"Replacement!!! Xiao, you are not joking, this is not in line with the rules!! Besides, my strength is low, how can this be compared with those Tianjiao, you are not asking me to die!" Da Vinci frightened He was serious and declined repeatedly.

"Rules are set by people, it's just a matter of one sentence! That's it!" After saying this, Mr. Xiao stood up and left slowly, leaving Da Vinci alone with a confused face and mess in the wind.

(End of this chapter)