Chapter 31 thirty-one

18.wolf run There are about 200 people who have passed the test and entered the martial arts competition, but there are very few who can truly be called masters.As soon as Long Ziwen entered the arena, he searched for Ye Qingyou everywhere. He didn't want to look around, but met Li Lang's gaze. The two looked at each other for a long time, each tacit understanding. At this moment, Jun Ziao patted Long Ziwen on the shoulder and said, "Look around Tianya." Long Ziwen turned his head when he heard the sound, and looked at the place Jun Ziao was pointing at, only to see that his whole body was covered in black robes The Xieyin Venerable Tianya stood in the crowd like a black rock, motionless, his whole body exuded a cold air, no one dared to come within a few feet of him, he couldn't help sighing: " This world is truly terrifyingly evil."

Jun Ziao shook his head slightly and said: "I don't think this person is scary. Although this person is full of evil spirits, I always feel that it is deliberately done to hide the loneliness in his heart, as if to completely isolate himself from this world. Come on, it's not like Ye Qingyou - her melancholy comes from the bottom of her heart." Long Ziwen's heart trembled when he heard this, Ye Qingyou's light blue figure immediately appeared in his mind, and he was completely immersed in memories. At this moment, Chai Fei suddenly yelled, startling Jun Ziao, and dragging Long Ziwen out of his daydream.Chai Fei said in amazement: "Be good, there is such a woman in the world, could it be that the fairy came down to earth?"

The two followed Chai Fei's gaze, and saw a woman in light blue standing quietly among the crowd, she was like a fairy, exuding a transcendent aura around her, but it also gave people a sense of endless melancholy.The people around seemed not to dare to blaspheme the gods, they only stood about ten meters away from her. That was Ye Qingyou.At this moment, she seemed to be aware of it, and she also looked at the three of them. After meeting Long Ziwen's eyes, she nodded slightly to him. Long Ziwen nodded and smiled back. Just when Long Ziwen was about to strike up a conversation, a burst of tyrannical aura suddenly drifted out from the viewing platform at the top of the ring, and all the masters in the arena were attracted by the aura, and all of them stared at the viewing platform in unison.

There were five people standing in the viewing platform, the middle man was full of white hair and thin, he was the old man who was in charge of the examination the day before yesterday, the man on his left was wearing a red shirt, his hair was slanted, he was a twenty-five-six aged beautiful woman.On the left is a tall and strong man, who seems to be in his thirties, with protruding eyes, protruding temples, and the muscles of his whole body make his clothes bulge, as if they will split at any time.On the right side of the old man is a young man in his twenties, dressed in a long robe with a high neckline, covering the lower half of his face, and his hair stood up stubbornly, giving off a strong feeling.The man on the far right is dressed in strong clothes, without a long gown, with a long knife slung across his back, his eyes flashing coldly, making people shudder, and he seems to be in his twenties.This burst of breath came from the five people.

Jun Zi proudly stared at it for a moment, then whispered to Long Ziwen: "These people can send out such a powerful aura without practicing kung fu, they are definitely not idle people. If there is any conspiracy, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with it." Long Ziwen nodded and said : "We should not only pay attention to the masters participating in the conference, but also guard against these few examiners." The tall and strong man in the viewing platform looked around, and then shouted: "Silence!" The sound was like thunder, and the echo echoed endlessly, causing everyone to cover their ears with their hands.

After the echo subsided, the white-haired old man coughed lightly, and said slowly: "The heroes from all walks of life have arrived, and the conference can begin. Before that, let the old man explain the rules of the competition: there are a total of two hundred people participating in our conference. Each group of ten people will be divided into 20 groups for competition, and the masters who win each group will form a group, and then the final competition will be held, and the final winner will get the world-famous Dragon Boxing Scripture And the other 19 people can also get a generous reward. Alright, now the old man announces—the True Dragon Tournament begins now!" As soon as the words fell, all the contestants cheered in unison, especially Chai Fei.

The old man showed an imperceptible smile, and said to the four people around him: "Let's sit down and watch quietly." The four nodded slightly, and after the old man sat down, they also took their seats.The brawny man said: "Old Wu, which two are we going to fight in the first match?" The old man smiled and said, "I want to see what Li Lang is capable of first, so let him fight that Proud Wing Eagle King Fei Jing." Let's see." The woman in the red shirt frowned and said, "Why is Mr. Wu interested in this person? Isn't he the last general character?"

The old man smiled and said: "I, Wu Kang, have seen countless people in my life, and I am the best at matching people. But this wolf king has left me at a loss. Even with all my strength, I can't see through this man. This man's skill is obviously mediocre. But the old man felt an indescribable awkward feeling when he saw him, and I don't know why. So, let's take a look at this person's background first. Eyes, call the name and start the war." The brawny man nodded slightly, and then shouted: "The first match—Wolf King Li Lang vs. Aoyi Eagle King Fei Jing!"

Long Ziwen looked at Li Lang when he heard the sound, only to see that he frowned slightly, showing a look of disdain, and separated everyone and walked towards the ring. When Li Lang stood still in the center of the ring, a long howl sounded from the crowd, and a person rose into the air, vertically across the ring, and after a few ups and downs, he floated down in front of Li Lang, immediately attracting applause. This man was about 21 or 20 years old, he held a sword in his left hand, wore a long gown, and there was a hint of arrogance in his brows.Li Lang glanced at him, and said with a sneer, "Hmph, you're not a big man, but you have a big name. Can you afford the title Eagle King?"

Fei Jing's complexion darkened, and he snorted coldly and said, "Brother Li may not be much older than me, right? But Brother Li must be worthy of the title of wolf king, because Brother Li does have the aura of a jackal and beast in him! "Li Lang's eyes flashed coldly when he heard the words, and he said angrily: "You are looking for death!" Fei Jing felt his whole body tremble, a chill rose from his heart, and his hands trembled uncontrollably, as if seeing tigers, wolves, cattle and sheep for the first time, his whole body went limp.He yelled desperately, suppressed the fear, pulled out his long sword suddenly, and stabbed at Li Lang.

Li Lang sneered, and used an ordinary movement to avoid the long sword, moved to Fei Jing's right side, and stretched out his finger to touch Fei Jing's right rib.Fei Jing froze, and hurriedly shifted his body and changed his steps. He didn't want to use half of his footwork, but Li Lang suddenly stopped his move and quickly moved to the landing point of Fei Jing's footwork. Hit yourself.Fei Jing was shocked again, and hurriedly stopped his footsteps, but his footwork gave up halfway, and he inevitably formed a posture that could not move well. Li Lang took advantage of the situation and stretched his fingers forward, as if to point to Fei Jing's chest. Seeing Li Lang's finger poking at him, Fei Jing couldn't move himself, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. In a hurry, he swung his sword and swept Li Lang's finger.Li Lang sneered, retracted his fingers, and stood still. Fei Jing was already standing in an extremely awkward posture due to his blocked footwork. At this time, he swung his sword in a hurry, and he couldn't help but use too much force, so he couldn't stand still. There was a burst of laughter. Fei Jing got up in embarrassment, his face was flushed red, his eyes looked at Li Lang with hatred, he stamped his feet, and attacked again with his sword.Li Lang's movements were so continuous that Fei Jing couldn't move properly, and after a few moves, he fell to the ground by himself. Jun Ziao focused his attention, and felt that Li Lang's footwork was mediocre, and his bodywork was nothing special, and he was inferior to ordinary Jianghu people, but every time he moved to the place where the opponent's footwork wanted to go, making the opponent's footwork unable to perform. Constrained everywhere, he set up tripwires for himself, and kept wrestling.He was shocked by the sight, and thought to himself that if he used this method to fight against the enemy, even if his skill was inferior to the opponent, he would still be able to take advantage of it and win easily. Without this ability to see through the direction and timing of the opponent's movement, it is impossible to follow suit. Not long after, Fei Jing had already stumbled a dozen times, and the audience was already bursting into laughter.Fei Jing's face turns red and turns pale, neither attacking nor retreating, his heart feels sore, his eye circles turn red, and he is about to shed tears.