"Boom!!"
With the sound of the gong, the second level of the Oiran Competition officially begins.
Different from the first level, the scene of the second level competition was changed to an open space outside the gate of Yanfang Building.
At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed as a military attache was standing in the center of the open space. He also drew a circle with a radius of about three feet around the open space.
The military attache was tall and bearded, and he looked extremely tough.
He sneered and glanced at the players holding wooden cards, and said coldly:
"You remember, whoever dares to intentionally hurt others on the playing field, I will definitely not spare him!"
"Do you remember everything?"
As soon as these words came out, the cheeks of most of the contestants present could not help but turn pale.
Just because when the military attache shouted, his voice was deliberately mixed with a bit of energy and blood.
Yang Dong stood aside but was not affected in any way. Instead, he looked at the military attache standing in the center with great interest.
Unexpectedly, in a small martial city, the general who defended the city actually had the cultivation of a great martial artist.
With his cultivation, he is more than enough to be the leader of an army. Why did you stay in Wucheng?
Yang Dong frowned, but immediately felt relieved.
If there were no such masters in Wucheng, it would be difficult to resist the waves of attacks from foreign enemies!
He thought so, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the contestants around him.
Most of the contestants are only martial artists, and there are a few older ones who have barely reached the threshold of martial arts.
But when it comes to great martial arts masters, there is no one present.
When Yang Dong saw this, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
It turns out that I'm not the best one yet. Sure enough, the improvement brought by that pink energy is really extraordinary!
In this case, this second level is not difficult for me.
Just as he was thinking this, he heard Shen Laosan's crying voice next to his ear.
"Mr. Yang... I, Shen Laosan, have no martial arts talent at all. Don't I have no chance in this second level of the competition?"
Hearing this, Zhu Qing on the side couldn't help but laugh.
He patted Shen Laosan on the shoulder and said seriously:
"Shen Laosan, have you forgotten that you haven't even passed the first level..."
Hearing this, Shen Laosan immediately opened his eyes.
"You...what do you mean by the surname Zhu? What's wrong with the poems I wrote? I can only say that the judges of this oiran competition have no aesthetic taste!"
"By the way, you still have the nerve to criticize me? Didn't you pass the first level yourself?"
Hearing this, a trace of uneasiness flashed across Zhu Qing's cheeks.
He glanced at Shen Laosan, and even his tone softened a lot.
"Um... I am a martial arts practitioner. I have no interest in reciting poems and writing poems, so naturally I have never dabbled in it. Isn't it normal that I didn't pass the first level?"
Listening to the bickering between the two, Yang Dong smiled helplessly.
However, the military attaché suddenly clapped his hands and immediately suppressed the whispers in the crowd.
"Okay, now whoever I call will come up and compete."
"In this martial arts competition, you only need to eliminate your opponents to be considered for promotion. But if you want to get the position of leader, you need to be able to solve my ten moves."
Upon hearing this, many contestants' eyes lit up slightly.
You can advance by defeating your opponents. With so many people, although they know that half of them will be screened out, most of them feel that they cannot be eliminated.
And if they want to win the title, they only need to survive ten moves in the hands of the military attache.
Calculating it this way, it doesn’t seem to be too difficult!
Ever since, the eyes of many contestants began to glow with light.
The military attaché seemed to have guessed what the contestants were thinking, and couldn't help but have a cruel smile on his lips.
"Don't blame me for not warning you. Anyone who challenges me will be bedridden for half a month at the least, or injured in the worst case. You should think about it!"
"In addition, I am a great martial artist!"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the contestants present suddenly changed.
Great martial artist, this military officer is actually a great martial artist!
No wonder he is so confident, it turns out he really has this strength!
If we face a great martial artist, how can we possibly be able to fight? I'm afraid... the military attache just raised his hand and I fell to the ground!
Different from the worried postures of all the contestants, Mr. Xu, who was standing at the forefront and keeping a distance from everyone, had a faint smile on his face.
Although the military attache in Wucheng is indeed extraordinary in strength.
But... his relationship with the Xu family is extremely close. Even the military attache's family members have been helped to take care of by the Xu family.
Because of this, this level is inevitable for Mr. Xu.
"Humph, I have already said hello to you. When the time comes, the military attache will definitely act according to the plan. Doulu Oiran, I am going to play tricks on you tonight!"
"You really make me dream about you!"
Mr. Xu was talking to himself, and he couldn't help but have an evil smile on his lips.
With the sound of the gong, the second level of the Wucheng Oiran Competition officially began.
The wooden cards in the hands of the contestants are divided into multiple numbers such as A, B, C, D, He Zichou, Yinmao and so on.
With the steady voice of the military attache, the second level officially began.
"Jiazi versus Dingzi!"
…
This second level of competition is much longer than the first level.
But this is also the level that the onlookers are most interested in! After all, it’s a fight with fists and real swords and guns, which looks extremely enjoyable!
There are even some shrewd people who have opened handicaps on the outside.
Among them, the one with the highest odds is the leader of the second level.
As the favorite to win the championship, Mr. Xu’s odds are frighteningly low. On the contrary, if you choose other players, the odds are 10 to 1.
Such high odds immediately attracted many people to place bets.
But they didn't notice that the person who opened the handicap seemed to be a member of the Xu family.
On the other side, Shen Laosan also noticed someone opening the market.
His mung bean-sized eyes rolled around, and his heart suddenly became interested.
He looked at Yang Dong and asked seriously:
"Mr. Yang, are you confident of winning the position of leader?"
Yang Dong glanced at him lightly and said:
"It's just convenient."
Hearing this, Shen Laosan suddenly felt confident.
He groped around on his body and immediately found a full two thousand taels of silver notes.
Without saying a word, he walked up to the person opening the deal and said:
"Two thousand taels, Ad Dingmao wins the first place!"
Some people died, but not completely...
