"Master Jiang, Master Jiang!" Qiao Lin hurriedly transmitted the message: "Look at the stands on the right, there is a peerless beauty! Believe me, even though her face is covered, she is definitely a beauty!"
Do you know that your sound transmission is as clear as a drum to the ears of real people, without any secret at all?
Jiang Wangyi refuted sternly: "What are you looking at? Let's see how you compete!"
Qiao Lin closed his mouth in grievance.
This Master Jiang is too fickle!
Princess Muguo, didn’t you still blame me for not telling you last time? I told you this time, you are serious again!
Jiang Wang stared at the stands with a serious face and a very upright attitude.
He is a person who listens to advice.
I won’t say that I bowed down because I had no one to rely on in the past, and I won’t say that I have no one to spare because I have the support of the world’s powerful countries now.
Lingxiao Pavilion has always protected Jiang Anan, allowing him to travel around the world without worries and quickly improve his strength. He is only grateful in his heart.
The dignified Master Ye "suggested" him to protect his sister's news so that the kings and ministers of the Zhuang Kingdom would not discover it, so he naturally wanted to listen.
In fact, when he thought about it for a moment, he felt that he was a little rash.
Not to mention that the Yellow River Tournament is not over yet, and it is not yet known what ranking he will achieve in the end.
Even if he really wins the championship and becomes famous all over the world, he has decided to take his sister to Qi State, and there is no need to worry about Zhuang Gaoxian anymore.
But given his inevitable hostile relationship with Zhuang Gaoxian and Du Ruhui, and Lingxiao Pavilion so blatantly protecting him, wouldn't Zhuang Guo become hostile to Yun Guo?
Even if Lingxiao Pavilion is not afraid, how can he feel at ease and cause trouble for Lingxiao Pavilion?
Therefore, keeping a distance from Ye Qingyu was the right choice.
If you think about it, it was the first time he went to Yuncheng, when he appeared in front of people with An An, and Ye Qingyu broke through the "sky curtain" to greet him. But at that time, he had white hair, which was completely different from today.
After that, when he went to Yun Kingdom to play with An An, he always covered up his appearance.
In Qi State, except for Chong Xuan Sheng, he never told anyone about An An and kept the news about his sister very well. Even Xiang Xiang only informed him after leaving Qi State...
wrong.
Jiang Wang suddenly thought that when he was blocked by Du Ruhui near the Qichang Mountains, he had to rely on Ye Lingxiao to escape.
In other words, as long as he sees him again today, Du Ruhui will definitely be able to guess that he has some kind of relationship with Lingxiao Pavilion. So, can Du Ruhui still hide the matter about his sister in Lingxiao Pavilion?
How could this person ignore this?
From this point of view, it seems that Ye Zhenren's statement of "protecting your sister from being discovered by the kings and ministers of Zhuang Kingdom" is not very tenable.
But since Pavilion Master Ye said so, he must have his reasons, right?
Maybe there are other things I don’t know about, maybe my level is too low to understand the real person’s will...
Jiang Wang thought silently, but he did not look at Ye Lingxiao and his daughter again.
In the stands on that side, Master Ye calmly dealt with the senior officials of all parties and discussed various issues. It was a towering building with a grand structure and an impressive demeanor.
Watching the Tianjiao war is just a name, discussing cooperation is the main thing. Those of them who didn't plan to fight for anything in the Yellow River Meeting came here specially to watch the ceremony, and of course they had something to ask for.
Specific caravan affairs are handled by senior officials of the Yun Kingdom. He is now just communicating his intentions with the powerful figures in these small countries and reaching a consensus on the will of the higher-ups.
However, the dignified master of Lingxiao Pavilion, Ye Dazhen, was only idle when he was distracted.
So the message also sounded in my daughter’s ears at the same time——
"You treat him as a friend, care about him so much, and help him so much, but he can't even see you. Alas, it's not like you are a father, but this kid doesn't seem to be able to do it!"
Ye Qingyu was fighting in the stands very seriously on the surface, and the voice transmission replied: "Ask a question!"
"Just ask."
"Who is more naive, Master Lingxiao Pavilion or Uncle A Chou?"
"That must be A Chou...what do you mean? How naive is your father!"
"Think for yourself."
"How childish! No, tell me clearly. I, Ye Lingxiao, am a person like me. I dominate the world when I am young, and I am the master of a pavilion. How can I be childish?"
Ye Qingyu stood up silently, moved a few positions to the side, still staring at the battle on the field, and stopped replying.
Ye Lingxiao sighed deeply in his heart.
Looking at the core figures of several small countries next to them, they suddenly became less interested.
But after all, he is not the kind of person who puts his personal feelings above the interests of the sect. He still handles it appropriately and maintains his grace.
only……
Jiang Wang suddenly heard an angry scolding: "Be careful!"
Daqi Tianjiao Jiang Qingyang was secretly frightened. He didn’t know what had happened, so he quickly sent a message and replied: "Lord Pavilion Master, what happened?"
"It's okay, I asked you to be careful. Du Ruhui is also here at Guanhe Terrace this time. This old guy is difficult to deal with."
Jiang Wang thanked him repeatedly: "This junior will definitely pay attention to it if he knows about it. Thank you Master Ye for your guidance."
He waited for a while, and when he saw that Zhenren Ye didn't reply, he put down his thoughts.
An An did not follow Ye Lingxiao to the river viewing platform. He was relieved but also a little disappointed.
He didn't want An An to see him fighting life and death, so he didn't tell An An in the letter about his participation in the Yellow River Meeting, but just chatted a few words with Ye Qingyu. But if An An can really come and see his scenery, he will also be very happy.
The feeling of being an older brother is quite contradictory.
"Chu Ming is here!" Qiao Lin reminded via voice message again.
This kid is indeed smart and knows how to figure out the meaning of "shang". This kind of "talent" is not even a commander. It can be seen that the Tianfu Army is still very strict and only focuses on hard power and real merits.
Jiang Wang looked away calmly.
Chu Ming, whose face was scorched, just flew down to the martial arts stage.
Standing opposite him was a young man wearing a double-breasted jacket with a childish look on his face.
"He is a genius from Rong Guo, but before participating in this Yellow River Conference, he had no reputation. His name is...Lin Xian."
Qiao Lin explained competently: "It seems that there is no way to force me to do anything."
Xia State was a powerful country that once competed with Qi State for hegemony. Although it is now weakened, it is still a first-rate power.
And Rong Guo...
When Jiang Wang was fighting the plague spread by the White Bone Road in Qingyang Town, he got to know his neighbor from Yang Country a little bit.
Its strength is almost the same as that of Yang State, and it can only tremble under the military power of Qi State. Although it still barely maintains its independence, it is only a matter of time before it becomes a vassal state of Qi.
When Rong Guo's team met Xia Guo's team, it was really bad luck.
Jiang Wang looked at Chu Min and Lin Xian, and especially noticed Lin Xian's knife and the hand holding it.
Suddenly he sighed and said, "Not necessarily."
Lin Xian's knife was a hatchet.
The head of the knife is extremely heavy, the back of the knife is extremely thick, and the blade is extremely sharp. The wooden handle is about one-third of the length of the entire knife.
Lin Xian's calloused hands firmly grasped the wooden handle without wavering.
His weathered hands really didn't match his young, slightly immature face.
But this hand and this knife are very harmonious.
Jiang Wang looked at them carefully and had a vague feeling. The hand seems to be the long handle of the knife, and the knife seems to be an extension of the hand.
That kind of intimate connection was something he was very familiar with.
Because when he holds the Sauvignon Blanc, the same is true.
If a person and a sword can harmonize so well, his sword skills must be extraordinary.
This Lin Xian...
He was not well-known before, probably because Rong Guo wanted to make a splash at this Yellow River Conference.
In this magnificent era, many countries and individuals are doing their best to struggle...
As an elite member of the Tianfu Army, Qiao Lin has rich combat experience and has his own understanding of the outcome of the battle.
But he believed in Jiang Wang's judgment unconditionally.
So he immediately changed his position and said with a rather gloating smile: "So Lin Xian is pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger? That's interesting. Looking at Chu Min's arrogant and careless look, he has no choice but to stop here. He won't even get a spot in the main competition. ! Haha, Xia people!"
The reason why he believed in Jiang Wang so much and changed his stance without hesitation was actually not because Jiang Wang had obtained a place in the Yellow River Club.
But because of Wang Yiwu.
Along the way, he defeated Wang Yiwu, who was invincible in the army and was worshiped by many soldiers. After winning the honor of being the best in the Tongtian Realm in history, he was defeated by Jiang Wang in the same realm of Tenglong Realm, and he was defeated again after rising to the inner palace.
This achievement shocked Linzi and caused a storm in the army.
It is precisely because Wang Yiwu has become dominant and powerful in the army in every situation along the way. For Qi soldiers, defeating Wang Yiwu in the same place is more convincing than anything else.
Jiang Wang sat upright, holding his knees and saying nothing. He has entered the "battle" and is feeling the energy of both sides of the battle.
…
On the field, under the gaze of many eyes, Lin Xian held his knife and looked at his opponent motionless.
Chu Ming looked at him quietly.
The hatchet has no scabbard, and such a heavy knife with such a shape has no scabbard to support it.
But it doesn't seem lonely.
The hand is its support and the source of its strength. Be closely connected to it and work together.
When the general of the Shence Army announced that the battle had begun.
Lin Xian's hand had already moved.
His expression was still reserved, and he was still a little shy about meeting strangers.
But his knife moved forward as naturally as chopping wood.
Even a young, shy boy can work hard chopping wood.
Because...it is sinful to kill someone, but it is justifiable to cut down trees.
There is no opponent in his eyes, only a "tree".
The tree waiting for him to return from cutting firewood.
So this knife is a matter of course.
It's extremely heavy and fierce, but it doesn't have murderous intent.
It is precisely because of this that this sword is difficult to resist.
A cube, neither gold nor wood, fell in front of the hatchet's edge at this very moment.
Like a fateful encounter.
clang!
When the hatchet struck the block, the block suddenly bloomed like a flower bud.
It suddenly expanded, stretched out its five fingers that exuded metallic luster, and grabbed the blade!
At the same time, the torso, head, legs, and other hand... were unfolded one by one.
This is a mechanical iron man with the same height as ordinary people. He has terrible defensive power and can take swords with his bare hands. And he was able to catch such a heavy and severe blow.
Judging from the accuracy with which he can seize the blade with his bare hands, in terms of unarmed combat, this mechanized iron man probably has no less than a hundred methods of fighting.
Its reaction is more direct and tougher than that of ordinary powerful people in the Inner Palace. Because there is no feeling about life and death, naturally there are more choices!
Jiang Wang was not surprised that Chu Min was a monk of the Mohist family. If Qiao Lin didn't even know this, he would be in vain and would have told him already.
At this time, Lin Xian made a very simple action.
He drew his knife.
Just like when cutting firewood, the blade of the hatchet accidentally got stuck in the tree, so you pulled it out, and then cut again.
It was certainly a simple action, and he drew the sword with ease.
But the problem is...
This knife is obviously already in the hands of the iron man who is in touch with the mechanism, and the blade has obviously been tightly grasped!
This is anything but simple!
The hatchet seemed to have suddenly lost its restraints and appeared in Lin Xian's hand again, and once again chopped down freely and naturally.
clang!
The machine man couldn't dodge or block in time, so he was directly slashed on his left arm with a knife.
Fire is flying!
That was not a fire technique, it was naked, the hatchet struck the iron hand, and the sparks were caused by the collision of gold and iron!
Click, click, click...
The machine iron man made a very difficult noise, but the entire machine left arm flew up and fell extremely smoothly!
The hatchet chopped down a stick of firewood.
Naturally, the woodcutter wouldn't stop there.
He will chop down more wood, and he will return home with a full load.
Many people are waiting for his harvest.
The woodcutter's house is waiting for him!
So Lin Xian walked forward.
His steps were simple and ordinary.
Lift your feet and take steps, as simple as a woodcutter walking towards the next tree.
But in this step, he had already bypassed the iron man of the mechanism and faced Chu Min head-on.
The feeling of this step even reminded Jiang Wang of his own meteoric rise.
But Lin Xian just raised the knife and chopped again.
Anyone who has cut down a tree knows that it is difficult to cut a tree with one knife. It requires cutting from different angles and applying force to the wound on the same horizontal line.
Therefore, Lin Xian's knife also changed its angle and slashed diagonally towards Chu Min's waist.
It's so natural, and it's also such a "real" knife.
Lin Xian seemed to have held down the "tree" and immediately cut it off at the waist.
If this knife was carried out, Chu Ming's upper body and lower body would be separated.
But before Lin Xian's footsteps, there was a dark ball.
I don’t know when this round ball appeared there. At this time, it suddenly expanded.
The round shell opened, and a tiger-like machine beast rushed out of the round shell and bit it on the blade!
The round shell was closed behind her and turned into wings.
At first glance, it looks a bit like a ladybug.
This is Tiger!
"Puppet Theory" says: Like a tiger with wings, like a ladle with power. Its evil is greater than that of a tiger, and its power is even greater.
Obviously, Chu Ming was not as careless as Qiao Lin wanted. He paid great attention to his opponent, and the second puppet was already ready.
The Yellow River Society prohibits all foreign objects such as magic weapons, armor, Taoist robes, etc. Except for weapons, cultivators can only rely on their own strength to win or lose.
There are other restrictions for monks who practice Mohist techniques.
Monks from the Mo family can only use puppets they refined themselves, and the number cannot exceed five.
This is to prevent the Mohist monks from using puppets that far exceed their own strength to win, and turn the Yellow River meeting into a competition of national strength among various countries.
Before the competition, the puppets that the Mohist monks will use in battle must be inspected by a dedicated person to confirm that the owner of the puppet and the refiner are indeed consistent before they are allowed to be used.
Once a puppet is used that exceeds the certified level, it will be immediately judged as a defeat and will lose the qualification to continue fighting.
This may not be fair to the Mohist monks. After all, "good in fake things" is the pursuit of Mohist monks. Of course, the stronger the fake things, the better. It doesn't matter who refined them. It would be best if a monk in the Traveling Pulse Realm can control a true king-level puppet. That would be a wonderful thing!
Many Mohist monks have all their wealth in puppets. Some Mohist monks win precisely by the number of puppets...
However, there is no absolute fairness in the world. Any rules formulated are only "fair" for the vast majority of people.
When the Yong Kingdom becomes one of the most powerful countries in the world, the Yellow River Society's restrictions in this regard may be changed. As for now, although the Mohist family is the most prominent sect in the world, the Yellow River Conference is a gathering of princes and countries. In the name of the sect, it is impossible to interfere.
Because of the rules, after the sacrifice of a life-size machine iron man and a tiger tiger, there was room for three puppets.
Chu Min and Lin Xian both knew this.
Both this machine iron man and this tiger tiger are very impressive. How strong should the remaining three puppets be?
The chances of winning are too high.
But Lin Xian still just drew his sword.
He naturally pulled out the hatchet again, and somehow the knife escaped from the tiger's mouth again.
And a slash with the knife was directed at the Touching Heavenly Spirit!
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ps: "Puppet Theory" has no source and was compiled by the author himself. There will be more in the future, no further explanation.
