Brother, what should I do if someone else's settings are broken?[Transmigration Book]

The little disciple knew that he was impolite, coughed lightly, and said politely: "I heard that this time, Mu Fubai, the first disciple of Sect Master Gu, is also here to judge?"

Cheng Yu nodded and said politely, "I've been in Cloud Gate for a few days."

The little disciple became excited again, and said: "I am low in seniority, so I was not able to follow the head to pick it up. My God! Today I can actually meet the legendary senior brother Bingfeng who destroyed the three sects in a row! Our vice-heads are all powerful characters!"

"Excellence!" The person sitting next to the little disciple reprimanded him, but he also said: "It is a great honor to meet this legendary figure today."

Cheng Yu asked suspiciously: "Eldest senior brother is stronger than Ouyang's deputy head, who said that?"

The little disciple said naturally: "Our deputy head said it himself!"

Cheng Yu was taken aback for a moment, there are still people who would spread the word in their sect that they were defeated?Zhou Qingling glanced at Cheng Yu, and said: "Back then, that bastard Ouyang Yue refused to accept anyone except his master and his brother. He made three appointments with the senior brother and lost all of them. Then he lost his mind for some reason and spread the word everywhere. It made all the disciples of Yunmen regard the elder brother as a god."

Cheng Yu nodded: "It's really rare to have a heart like the deputy head Ouyang."

Zhou Qingling hummed and said nothing.

A huge gong sounded, and the venue fell silent for a moment.Immediately afterwards, there were two more gongs, and the venue seemed to be boiled water, and it boiled instantly after the three gongs!Countless people shouted and cheered loudly, and the little disciple beside Cheng Yu simply stood up and screamed towards the entrance of the venue.

Cheng Yu stared at it curiously, Zhou Qingling on the side was very calm, tilted his head, leaned close to Cheng Yu's ear amidst the noise that was about to boil, and said, "Eldest brother wants them to come."

As soon as Zhou Qingling finished speaking, three people walked in slowly at the entrance of the venue.The leader was dressed in silver-white clothes, with a calm and elegant demeanor, like a mass of clean clouds floating down from the nine heavens, with a long sword in a silver sheath on his side, it was Ouyang Yan, the head of the Cloud Gate.

Behind him is a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face and a few wrinkles on his forehead. It's Yan."

The last one to enter was Mu Fubai, and he was still as calm as ever. After entering the venue, he casually glanced at it. Seeing so many people, he just raised his eyebrows and followed behind him. later.

As soon as Mu Fubai appeared, the whole venue exploded. The little disciple beside Cheng Yu was so excited that he wanted to jump down. The excited light in his eyes was like two small suns. He screamed and said: "It's worth it!" It’s worth it, thank you Master, I’ve been worth it in my life!”

The senior brother next to the little disciple who just reprimanded him is also holding his heart at this moment, his eyes are fixed on the figure of Mu Fubai in the distance, his face is flushed.

Cheng Yu:?

My friend, why are you blushing?

In the blink of an eye, the three judges had already walked down the high platform.The high platform was built on the mountain and directly opposite the stone platform for the competition. It was about three feet high, as high as a three-story building, and it was separated from the stands on both sides by two feet in the middle, completely independent from the relatively low stands .The high platform has no steps for people to climb up, only a wooden stick with the same height as the high platform is erected on each side.

Ouyang Yan walked in front of the three of them and got under the wooden stick first.I saw him take a slight breath, and his whole body soared into the air. When the momentum was about to run out, the soles of his feet lightly slanted on the wooden stick to borrow some strength, and then he landed lightly on the high platform, his sleeves fluttering. , with a light and elegant body like a silver bird.

"it is good!"

There was a sudden burst of applause in the venue, Ouyang Yan remained calm, stood on the high platform and bowed slightly to the crowd in the stands, saluted, then stood aside and waited for the other two to come up.

The other two didn't intend to grab the limelight, they followed the same pattern and went up to the high platform with ease.Cheng Yu heard the little disciple beside him sigh, and said, "How many years will I have to practice this trick..."

The senior brother beside him said: "Don't think about it, when the high platform was first built a month ago, how many of our senior brothers tried it? Now there is still blood under the stick that hasn't been wiped clean."

The little disciple sighed and stopped talking.

After the three judges got on the high platform, they nodded to everyone in the stands, and then sat in the chairs beside the high platform.The high platform was too high, and the three of them were sitting, so the actions of the three of them were not real from below.But Cheng Yu just took a look, and knew that Mu Fubai must be slumped in the chair prepared for the judges like he was on Bingfeng Mountain.

"Wu Shuangtai" has been in Jianghu for many times, but everyone who walks in Jianghu understands his rules and procedures, so he didn't waste time on it at the beginning. The first disciple stepped onto the stone platform and announced the formal start of the martial arts competition.

As the host, Yunmen first sent a disciple to the stone platform.Not to be outdone, the Xiabai gang took the next one.The two reported their names to each other without any nonsense, and they handed over directly.

Based on the current level of Chengyu, at most it is just to watch the fun.He grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and while listening to Zhou Qingling's comments, he was happily crackling. He had the feeling of watching the World Cup together with boys in a dormitory in college.

"Yunmen is famous for its swords. Their swordsmanship is chic and elegant, and they are agile and light. In addition, their school clothes are so beautiful that they look like they are dancing when they fight. However, their killing spirit is not weak at all, and their moves are fierce. It's easy to deal with."

Cheng Yu nodded, and made a high-level summary: "Beautiful and awesome."

"Right." Zhou Qingling took a bite of the apple with a "click" and said, "However, the popularity of Yunmen on the field is still a lot worse. After all, the lower-ranked ones must go first. Hey, the momentum is extraordinary, this little disciple might not be able to bear it."

The two people on the field had already made more than 40 moves in an instant. As soon as Zhou Qingling finished speaking, he saw the short knife from the Xiabai Gang slash horizontally. The disciple of Yunmen couldn't dodge in time.

The Yunmen disciple's face froze, he took two steps back, cupped his hands, and said, "I lost."

Cheng Yu looked at Zhou Qingling, who had thin arms and legs, and asked curiously, "Brother, don't you practice swordsmanship? How do you know so much?"

"Hey, all of us on the mountain practice swords. I can always understand something after seeing more." Zhou Qingling gnawed on an apple and said, "Your second brother's eyes are poisonous."

"Oh? Then you see how the people on the mountain practice swords?"

Zhou Qingling thought about it, and said: "The old man is rigorous and orderly, and a gentleman; the elder brother is generous and unrestrained; the senior brother Wei is calm and fast, without any muddle; , It's hard to say."

Cheng Yu nodded, and for a moment he leaned forward and said, "Hey, Second Senior Brother, how do you think my sword practice is?"

Zhou Qingling stopped biting the apple: "...you?"

"for me."

Zhou Qingling was silent for a moment, sighed, patted Cheng Yu's shoulder in pain, and said nothing.

Cheng Yu: "..."

It's my fault I shouldn't have asked.

The competition lasted from morning to afternoon. At the beginning, there were mostly little-known and small characters, and gradually some well-known people also took the stage.

At this time, a person came up on the stage.I saw that person was wearing a crimson purple shirt with a gold medal inlaid with jade hanging on his waist. He looked handsome and had a noble appearance.

As soon as this person came to the stage, Cheng Yu heard the muffled voices of discussion in the stands.The young Yunmen disciple and senior brother beside him finished biting their ears, exclaimed in a low voice, and said, "Ah, so this is the third young master of Jinmen who says 'the rising sun is shining brightly, the east wind is not disturbing the dust'!"

Cheng Yu asked suspiciously, "The third son of Jinmen?"

The little disciple of Yunmen nodded, and said: "Yes! 'Rising Sun Qionglouguang' said that he was born in Jinmen and had countless gold and silver mountains. Look at his sword! The scabbard is full of jewels, and the end of the hilt is A night pearl the size of a cat's eye, this kind of sword can only be used by people from Jinmen."

Cheng Yu looked at the sword, and sure enough, it was made from a pile of gold. There were seven kinds of gemstones on the light scabbard, which were so bright that it hurt people's eyes.The corners of Cheng Yu's eyes twitched, and he felt that it was so ugly that he couldn't describe it in words.

The little disciple of Yunmen continued: "The next sentence 'Dongfeng does not startle the dust' refers to his superb swordsmanship and extraordinary temperament. In fact, this is a poem, and the reason why I use these two sentences to describe him is mainly because the latter two sentences, "Young master is not drunk, beauties are vying for spring", everyone knows that the third son of Jinmen is a prodigal son who attracts bees and butterflies, but even so, the girls in the world are still willing to jump on him. You know Well, last year he was voted No.3 in the martial arts world!"

Cheng Yu touched his nose.Now it seems that Jin San is similar to what was described in the original book.In the original book, the third son of Jin is a god-man, not only men and women are not taboo, but also attackable.It's a pity that this person is beautiful, but his brain is not much smarter than his sister Jin Rou'er.The Jinmen family has a big business, and there are many messy things. The ending of this person seems to be tricked by others, and he died in a rebellion in Jinmen.

After the little disciple finished speaking, Zhou Qingling beside him let out a disdainful "hum" from his nose.

Ouyang Yue, who was before the two factions, turned his head, glanced cautiously in their direction, and then quickly turned his head back.

Cheng Yu:?

I seem to smell the smell of gossip drama.

While talking, the third son of Jin on the stone platform had already won a game, and he heard the screams on the field, and the girls in the opposite stand fainted a few more.

The third son of Jinmen bowed to the stands very gracefully, which naturally caused another wave of screams.He finally stopped in the direction of Yunmen, paused, raised his hands and saluted, and found Ouyang Yue in the crowd with precise eyes, slightly bent eyes with a little smile, said: "I always treat you Cloud Gate's light and elegant 'Yun Ruo' swordsmanship is yearning for it, today, taking the opportunity of today's Wushuangtai, can I ask Ouyang's deputy head for a lesson or two?"

It is one of the routines of "Wu Shuangtai" to challenge by name, at this time Ouyang Yue has no reason to refuse in front of all the sects.He was embarrassed for a moment, then got up, politely returned a salute, and said: "Since Mr. Jin is interested, Ouyang Yue should accompany him."

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Qing who was beside Cheng Yu stood up vigorously, turned around and left.Cheng Yu was startled, and said, "Brother, why are you going?"

Zhou Qingling didn't turn his head back, and said, "Bloody eyes! Go back to sleep!"