The most versatile system in the city

Chapter 130
"It seems that the country attaches great importance to this." Liu Yu thought to himself.

After all, they are warriors with great inner strength, and there are less than [-] people in the whole country. Everyone can be the overlord of one party, but now they are just gatekeepers.

When Liu Yu was about to go in, he was stopped, "Sir, do you have an invitation card?"

The two were very polite, but there was no expression on their faces, as if they were business-like.

"Yes, yes." Qian Shou quickly took out the invitation card for the Martial Arts Conference, and Mo Feichen also took out the invitation card on his body.

After confirming that there was no doubt, the two nodded and let them in.

The venue for the competition covers a large area, and someone will guide everyone into the lobby, and Qian Shou will introduce them as they go.

This martial arts tournament lasted for seven days. The first four days were basically for juniors or small families to show off their skills on the stage. At the same time, there were many stalls around where everyone could hang out and communicate with each other.

In the last three days, it will be the final moment of competition. All the martial arts families and the Banyin Sect will come on stage to compete for the top four spots to gain the support of the government.

Liu Yu nodded.

After entering the venue, Liu Yu was an eye-opener.

As far as the eye can see, there are all warriors in fluttering clothes, holding swords, and of course there are some copper-skinned and iron-skinned warriors who are unarmed. They wear strange clothes, and there are few modern clothes.

It makes people feel like walking through the ancient market.

There are four square arenas in the center, about a hundred square meters, all paved with special concrete, and there are already many young people competing on it.

There was a roar of applause on the stage.

As for the surroundings of the stage, there are stalls. Those who are not interested in the competition on the stage wander around, looking for materials that they are interested in. In short, there are a lot of people and it is very lively.

Liu Yu stopped and watched for a while, but found it boring. The level of these people was too low and full of loopholes. He couldn't stand it anymore. After saying hello to Qian Shou and others, he went to the nearby stalls for sightseeing.

"Uncle," Hei Xiong noticed this scene and squeezed over, "Why, is the young master not interested in these?"

Qian Shoubai gave him a look, "You think the young master is just like you, that stage is just a show. Even I find it boring after watching it for a long time. Naturally, the young master doesn't like it."

Black Bear stroked his forehead and smiled.

Then he said, "That's right, these people, even if I go up, I can knock them all down."

It's okay if he doesn't say anything, but when he said it, his hands and feet started to itch, and he wanted to rush up to show his skills and let everyone see how powerful he is.

There are not many opportunities to show your face in front of like-minded people like this.

Qian Shou could see what his nephew was thinking. To be honest, the atmosphere in front of him gradually lifted his mood. If he didn't care about face, he would also want to go on stage and fight these juniors.

Qian Shou thought for a while, and said, "Since that's the case, then you can go on stage, the old man will watch the scene for you."

"Okay." Hei Xiong was overjoyed. It just so happened that someone was defeated in the east ring, and a young man shouted triumphantly, "Who dares to fight me!" Hei Xiong rushed forward without saying a word.

Mo Feichen and his wife stood in the crowd, looking at the stage with great interest.

Although we often see weapon fights, they are all ordinary people, so there is no such thing as a wonderful fight between warriors, with endless moves.

Mo Feichen watched for a while, and his blood began to boil.

Zhu Ping glanced at him with a sweet smile, "Why, do you want to go up and try?"

She didn't mean to make fun of it. Although Mo Feichen only had a small amount of internal strength, there were quite a few people on the stage who pretended to be fake. If he went up, he might win a match or two.

Of course, that's not all.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Mo Feichen shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's better to meet up with the young master and the others now. If Liu Yu doesn't get rid of it for a day, my heart will feel like a stick in my throat."

Zhu Ping's smile was a little restrained, "In that case, let's go quickly."

Mo Feichen glanced left and right, but didn't notice Liu Yu's trace, hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd with Zhu Ping, and looked around.

But he said that the black bear had already fought with the people on the stage. He was born with great strength, and his moves were open and closed. Although the young man tried his best to parry, he only lasted a few moves. Finally, he was punched in the chest by the black bear and staggered He took a few steps back, his face paled.

He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, brother, for your mercy, I admit defeat."

After that, he jumped off the stage.

From time to time, Hei Xiong thought of the applause and cheers of the people around him, and felt very proud.

Shouted loudly, "Who else dares to fight on stage!"

Offstage, Qian Shou brushed his beard and smiled.

Since his elder brother and sister-in-law passed away, he entrusted his nephew to him. The two of them can be said to be like father and son. Seeing the black bear shine, he felt very relieved.

But when he saw someone on the stage, his eyelids suddenly twitched. Didn't he meet the big bearded man in the team two days ago? He looked in a certain direction as if feeling something, and saw the big bearded man smiling at him , than the little finger.

He didn't dare to do anything because of the law enforcement two days ago, but today he has to teach him a lesson.

Qian Shou didn't know what he was thinking, snorted coldly, and continued to look down on the stage, unavoidably worried in his heart.

"Brother, nothing will happen to Xiaopeng, right?" asked the middle-aged man next to the bearded man.

"Don't worry." The big bearded man said in a deep voice, "Xiaopeng, the family's mad blade knife, has already achieved greatness. That big man is only as strong as the acquired Xiaocheng, and he has no weapons. Xiaopeng wants to win him easily."

"Then I'm relieved." The middle-aged man nodded.

On the ring stage, the black bear's eyes were filled with evil spirits, staring at the young man who had just stepped onto the stage.

The young man looked about 25 years old, and he was holding a black sword made of refined iron with a faint light shining in his hand.

The most important thing is that the two just met two days ago.

There was whispering under the stage.

Although the martial arts competition does not clearly stipulate that weapons are not allowed, but fists and feet have no eyes, and everyone makes friends with martial arts. If there is no deep hatred, it is natural to fight with bare hands.

But the young man who just came to the stage went up with a big knife. This is not a martial arts competition, this is wanting to kill someone.

Xu Peng turned a deaf ear to the comments of the people below, just looked at the black bear with a sneer, and shouted loudly, "Xu Peng, I am the direct descendant of Crazy Blade Saber, and I came here specially to learn from my brother today."

Losers do not lose.

Hei Xiong looked at his uncle under the stage, feeling a little more confident in his heart, and shouted, "Don't be so wordy, just let the horse come if you have the ability."

He didn't have much confidence in his heart, but when things came to an end, he wouldn't just shrink back like this. Whether it was a mule or a horse, he still had to pull it out for a walk.

Besides...he licked his lips, and there was a little chill in his eyes, his darts were not practiced in vain.

After the words fell, he didn't wait for Xu Peng to answer, he stomped heavily on the concrete arena, and he was already pounced on the opponent like a cheetah.

"Good come!"

Xu Peng grinned grimly, swiped his sword down, and shone coldly.

(End of this chapter)