My wife is the reborn boss

"Brother Wu really never forgets to cultivate, the poor monk admires him." Jie Se laughed.

Several people left towards the opposite direction of the arena.

The next day, the martial arts arena.

Ye Qingxuan frowned, absent-minded.

Upon seeing this, Wu Qiong asked, "Brother Dao, what happened?"

They had just arrived at the arena after breakfast, and were about to ask Ye Qingxuan how the game was arranged, when they saw him standing here thinking about something.

Ye Qingxuan sighed, "A contestant is missing."

Jie Se raised his eyebrows and said, "What kind of person is it?"

He can always see the essence of the problem at a glance.

Ye Qingxuan replied, "The contestant who failed in the preliminary competition yesterday is not a disciple of his sect, but a man who came to compete from outside."

Wu Qiong's chrysanthemum tightened, and he guessed, "Could it be that he was taken away by a prostitute?"

"" Ye Qingxuan said helplessly, "Brother Wu, why did the prostitute catch a man?"

Then he said even more helplessly, "Oh, you have led the poor way astray, under Taiqing's order, whichever thief dares to come, forget it, maybe he just wandered around in Taiqing City, and then left on his own."

"Okay." Wu Qiong put this matter behind him, and he was more concerned about his commentary work of ten taels of silver. "What is the regulation of today's race, let me introduce it."

Ye Qingxuan nodded, "There are a total of 96 contestants entering the main competition. The main competition will all be held in the main arena. The competition will be one-on-one. The rules are that as long as they are not killed and do not cause disabilities, including broken hands and feet, crippled dantian Wait, whatever else you want."

"So casual?" Wu Qiong said in surprise, "Not to mention the fact that thousands of people participated in the preliminary competition but only 96 entered the main competition. There are no restrictions in the main competition. Could it be possible to use poison and hidden weapons? It's not appropriate, after all, it's just a martial arts competition."

"The main reason is that in the past competitions, the brothers fought each other head-on, so there were no such rules, so this time the main competition still continues the old rules. But if someone thinks that hidden weapons and poisons can be used." Ye Qing Xuan smiled warmly, "We won't bother with people coming to seek revenge afterwards."

Sure enough, the people of the Taiqing sect were not very discerning.

Wu Qiong glanced at the commentary booth, "Is there no such thing as a PA device?"

"As long as you shout with your internal strength." Ye Qingxuan replied very frankly.

It seems that a game of ten taels of silver is not so easy to earn.

"Amitabha, Brother Wu, you are an innate master, you can use the vitality of heaven and earth, but the poor monk will be miserable, you can only rely on yourself." Jie Se shook his head and sighed.

Wu Qiong asked curiously, "Master, do you want to explain?"

Rebooting with a smile on his face, "Yes, the kindness of a Taoist priest is hard to refuse, and a poor monk can't refuse."

"Is it really okay for you, a monk, to explain the games of the little Taoists in the Taoist den?" Wu Qiong was puzzled.

With the level of complaining about rebooting, he is afraid of being beaten to death for rebooting.

"Brother Wu, don't worry, with you standing in front, they probably won't notice the poor monk." The old god of rebooting sex is here.

With a guy like Wu Qiong who doesn't usually look at people's faces attracting firepower in front, he believes that he has no problem.

"Then how much do you pay for an explanation?"

"11 taels of silver."

"Mom sells batches!"

Chapter 1: The Race Begins

Wu Qiong turned around and planned to trouble Ye Qingxuan, but he had disappeared, presumably to deal with various matters of the game.

"Brother Wu, you came really early." Ximenji appeared at the scene, he came to see the competition venue.

Wu Qiong's big eyes swept back and forth behind him.

"Brother Wu, what are you looking for?" Ximen was extremely puzzled.

"It's nothing, why don't you see my sister-in-law and Axiu today?" Wu Qiong's heart was clearly revealed.

He wants to take Ximenxiu as his apprentice, after all, a little girl who can see through his essence at a glance is worth cultivating.

"Oh, they're not feeling well, so they have to come back later when the game starts." Ximen smiled.

Anyway, after the game starts, Wu Qiong will stay at the commentary stand to comment, so his daughter will be safe.

"Hehe." Wu Qiong laughed dryly, "Brother Ximen is actually pretty good."

He forced an awkward chat.

"Well, to be honest, I'll be satisfied as long as I pass the first round." Ximen said without confidence.

"Ah? Are the contestants so strong?" Wu Qiong was curious. He didn't watch the preliminary round.

Ximenji's expression was dignified, "It's not us outsiders who are strong, but those Taiqing sect disciples."

He sighed, and continued, "To tell the truth, Brother Wu, there are at least eight Taiqing sect disciples who are not inferior to me in the preliminary round."

"So many!" Wu Qiong really didn't expect this.

How can he say that Ximenji is "the day after tomorrow Dzogchen", and half of his foot has already stepped into the "harmony of man and nature", he is now not only the top [-] in the list, but also the top [-] in the list.

Now he said that there are eight Taiqing disciples who are at the same level as him in the preliminary round?At least?

Are these top schools in the world all monsters!

"Stop talking, the competition should start soon, I have to prepare first. Brother Wu, everyone, please leave." Ximenji cupped his hands, turned and left.

"I didn't expect there to be so many masters from the younger generation of the Taiqing School." Wu Qiong shook his head and sighed.

"What's so strange about this, we Shaolin is also like this." Jie Se stroked his big bald head, wondering.

"Yes." Li Jianshi agreed, "Xuantianzong is almost the same."

Su Mubai didn't respond. She thought that the disciples of Xiejizong were all rubbish.

In fact, this is also true. For a person with a fighting power of one thousand, is there any difference between a fighting power of ten and a hundred fighting power?Anyway, it's a punch to death.

"That's right, brother Wu, why bother making such a fuss." Ye Qingxuan reappeared at some point.

Wu Qiong stared at dead fish eyes, "Brother Dao, are you done with your work? Let's not talk about this, I have a question stuck in my throat. Why does the master's explanation fee cost one or two more than I do?"

Because brother Wu, you are too unreliable, Ye Qingxuan thought silently.

"Don't pay attention to these details." He changed the subject. "This is some characteristics of the battle table and players. Brother Wu can take a look."