The cold fog on the mountains has temporarily retreated, the red sun has emerged from the sky, and the golden light is shining on the mountainside. A lake at the foot of the mountain is sparkling, the fog is hiding from the flying clouds, and it is hazy like a fairyland.
It was already early morning. Peng You was in a complicated mood and only ate two steamed buns. After a while, he already had the strength to fight.
The food party was still crowded with people, laughing and gambling. When everyone was full of wine and food, they all went to the martial arts training ground, which was a wide platform in the misty mountains.
Yao Yan'er whispered to Peng You: "The person who just entered seems to have murderous intent towards you."
Peng You nodded slightly and said: "That man is not low in martial arts, and the flesh calluses on both sides of his palms are thicker. He may be a Jiuli crossbowman."
Yao Yan'er frowned slightly and said: "Although the north and south are fighting, the martial arts conference is inclusive of all directions and people from all walks of life can participate. This situation is not good for us."
Peng You said softly: "Yan'er, don't worry, let's deal with it as you and I discussed in the morning."
Yao Yan'er hummed, and when Princess Butterfly saw the two whispering, she stretched out her hand to poke Luo Chen and said, "Master Immortal, you must protect your junior sister and your junior brother-in-law."
Luo Chen was chewing on a chicken leg, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said with a smile: "Junior sister and young hero are both better than me in ability. The only thing I can protect is to prevent others from taking away the food."
Luo Chen said and patted the bamboo box in his hand. Princess Butterfly snorted and looked away.
Seeing Peng You and Yao Yaner's expressions on their faces, Tu Ma asked, "Young Master Peng, why are you worried? We need help from the general."
Peng You cupped his hands and replied, "It's nothing troublesome. I'm just tired of the food. I thought it would be nice to be able to ride a horse and gallop." He said with a faint smile.
Tu Ma smiled and said, "This gourmet party is about to end. The war horse is at the martial arts training ground. When we get there, it will be for Young Master Peng to ride on."
After everyone had finished their meal, the humming monkey took the lead, and Peng Youyao Yan'er and others went to the martial arts field together.
The annual martial arts conference has begun, and everything is ready except for the east wind.
The venue, which can accommodate more than a thousand people, is already crowded with men, women, and children. Martial arts masters, immortal masters, and magicians who are participating in the rankings are all waiting in front of the competition stage in order.
As in previous years, there are four main events, namely horse racing, archery, stone lifting, and melee. Participants compete with people of their own level. If they can defeat all the people of the same level and have the sixth level of martial arts, they can win the championship. .
In the past, ninth-level martial artists rarely participated in competitions, so in the past, the top spot was won by eighth-level martial artists, who could enjoy the right to use the Chinese Divine Sword for one year.
Due to the large number of participants, participation in each project can be staggered.
Gongsun Xuanyuan, Shaodian, Chinese Arrow God Li Mu, military strategist Dahong, Empress Xuyu, Empress Jixue, Jinglong and others were all sitting in the front row.
Yao Yan'er, Princess Butterfly, Luo Chen, Tu Ma, and Loris sat at the back.
In the spacious place at the back, people are sitting, standing, squatting, or carrying many warriors and ordinary people. They have a busy year of farming, and they come here to watch the battle and enjoy it.
Peng You was the first to participate in the bow and arrow project. He used swords as arrows since he was a child, and his bow and arrow skills were passed down from his master Limu. At this time, he was standing on the stage, drawing the bow and aiming.
call out!
Peng You shot an arrow!
Gongsun Xuanyuan nodded slightly, Princess Butterfly clapped her hands and Xu Yu smiled coldly.
The sixth-level warriors behind Peng You who were at the same level as him either secretly praised him, or sighed to themselves, or they didn't know where this young master was so powerful!
Peng You himself was also very satisfied and thought to himself: His martial arts skills have not been delayed and he should be able to reach the seventh level this year.
Peng You collected the bow and arrow and handed it to the warrior behind the stage.
A woman stood up and came forward from the stage.
All the people in the audience suddenly saw a fairy-like woman approaching Peng You. The woman's features were astonishing.
There were whispers, and everyone said that this woman was so beautiful with only her eyebrows exposed, and her back looked like she had come out of a painting. Someone reminded her that this was Princess Xue, and everyone was stunned and envious.
The woman was none other than Yao Yan'er. She walked to the edge of the stage and reached out to wipe the sweat from Peng You's forehead.
The people in the audience were even more astonished and envious. They all wondered who this young man was. He was so blessed to be favored by the most beautiful woman in the world. Everyone was either jealous or envious of this young man, or beating their breasts in envy. .
When Peng You saw Yao Yan'er coming on stage, he smiled slightly and nodded.
Yao Yan'er tilted her head and led Peng You towards the audience. Everyone in the audience was even more noisy. They all thought that although this young man was tall and burly, how could he have the status to get such a beauty? The gossip was up and down for a while.
Princess Butterfly saw the two people returning to their seats and said, "Princess Xiaoyan, you act like this, but it makes everyone jealous of my brother Peng."
Yao Yan'er smiled lightly and said: "That's why it's the best. The most dangerous method is the safest method."
Princess Butterfly was puzzled and glanced at Peng You. Peng You nodded slightly and told her not to worry.
Luo Chen smiled faintly and patted the bamboo box in his hand.
Peng You and Yao Yan'er sat back down, and a masked man walked up to the stage. Peng You saw the man casually drew his bow and hit an arrow. Peng You raised his eyebrows and thought that this man was only a sixth-level martial artist with such strength. ?
Yao Yan'er looked at the man on the platform, then at Peng You, and said softly: "Is that the man I saw in the food hall just now?"
Peng You nodded slightly and said: "Since this person is mixed in the team of sixth-level martial artists, we should fight against this person later."
Yao Yan'er frowned and whispered: "This person is not in your and my plans. I just don't know what level of combat power this person has."
Peng You said: "We still need to adapt to changes."
Many sixth-level martial artists came on stage to test their archery skills. The audience either cheered or sighed. For a while, the sound of the crowd covered up the conversation between the two.
After the archery test is completed, Peng You is at the top, arranged in order, and is about to go on stage to participate in the melee.
The so-called melee means that you can use knives, swords or other weapons. If you defeat the opponent, you will be victorious.
Peng You stepped towards the stage, and Yao Yan'er nodded slightly to him.
Peng You stood on the stage, waiting quietly for the person to fight with him. After a moment, a man came on stage, it was the masked man just now.
The masked man bowed his hand to Peng You, said nothing, and held his sword motionless.
Peng You knew that this man was not a good person, and he could not move even with his sword.
Everyone in the audience thought: Hum hum, the ninth-level martial artist Fei Bao takes action, Shen Long Peng, you just wait to die.
Peng You's eyes were as bright as fire, while the other party's eyes were contemptuous, and a chilling air reverberated around the two of them.
The people watching the battle saw the two men staring at each other without taking action. Some anxious people shouted: "Do you want to fight or not? I'm worried."
The masked man's flying leopard sword turned slightly, and the cold light came towards him.
Peng You already had the heavenly swordsmanship in his mind, and he had fought against the transformed version of himself and the great martial artist in the illusion. After two battles, he had greatly improved.
At this moment, he saw the opponent's long sword coming towards him and struck him with his sword.
The two swords clashed, and when they fought together, the lights danced intertwined.
Limu in the front seat frowned, thinking that Peng'er's martial arts had improved so much in the past few days. He looked at the masked man again, thinking that this man had at least eight levels of combat power, how could he pretend to be here.
Yao Yan'er was sweating coldly when she saw the two of them fighting. She wondered where the other party had found such a high-level martial artist, but he didn't expect it. What should he do?
Princess Butterfly and Jixue were each worried, Xu Yu's mouth tilted, and Jing Long's eyes were cold and silent.
Everyone in the audience cheered loudly. All the battles between the sixth-level martial artists were so exciting, but the sixth-level martial artists who had not yet come on stage were stunned.
Feibao only tested Peng You with his first dozens of moves. Knowing that Peng You was only at the seventh level of combat power, he sneered and said, "It's over!"
The opponent's long sword pierced the air and struck quickly!
