Another dozen days have passed.
There was a cool breeze that day, and a hint of coolness inadvertently invaded the late summer songbirds, making the entire songbird city feel less irritable.
Amid everyone's confusion and doubts, Changsheng has been silent for more than ten days.
But today, no one has the intention to pay attention to him, because after three years, the martial arts competition of the six dynasties of the Xia Mo Dynasty officially started today.
According to the decision of the Wuyuan Guardian Hall, Changsheng was temporarily hired as a martial arts guard.
Today's martial arts showdown in Mingque City was crowded with people and very lively.
Sitting on the main stand above the east side were dozens of officials from the Dynasty and Mingque City, as well as the leaders of the six dynasty martial arts academies.
On the lower stand on the east side, like six bright flags, students from six martial arts schools participating in the martial arts competition were seated in designated areas. These boys and girls are all gearing up and eager to try, their faces full of excitement.
The other three stands were crowded with monks who came to watch the martial arts, and the noise was almost deafening.
In the middle of the martial arts arena, there were sixty martial arts arenas with fists flying and palms fluttering, swords flashing, and pairs of young men fighting heartily.
A total of 960 students from the six dynasty martial arts academies participated in the martial arts showdown. There are three games, one is Class C level, with 240 people. The other two competitions are Class B with 240 people and Class A with 480 people.
But Class A's martial arts competition is not in the martial arts showdown field, but in the Songque Forest.
All martial arts students are at the beginning of Qi refining. But even if they have the same cultivation level, their combat power will be different. The six major martial arts academies are divided into Class A, Class B, Class C, and Class D according to their combat prowess.
The students in Class D have the lowest combat ability, so they did not participate in the martial arts competition.
Changsheng and Xiaopang stood under the martial arts stage No. 23, quietly watching the red figure dancing gracefully on the stage.
As the red figure floated rapidly, the tip of the silver whip in his hand kept crackling next to the boy in blue opposite him.
The boy in blue holds a white spear, and he picks, stabs, dodges, and jumps without panic. From time to time, he will counterattack with one or two shots close to the red figure's face and vital parts.
In the middle of the fight, the red figure ducked sideways to avoid a shot and then suddenly jumped into the air. When it passed the young man's head, his wrist suddenly shook, and the silver whip tip was wrapped around the young man's waist.
At the same time, a simple white rune pattern with only two or three strokes flashed on the young man's forehead.
In an instant, the young man felt as cold as if he had entered an ice cave.
The red figure made another beautiful flip before landing, and the boy was thrown up a foot high, and then landed on the martial arts stage with a "dong" sound.
"I~~~I surrender." The young man trembled, his whole body shivering with cold, and he even felt that his Dantian Qi was frozen.
"In this match, Mingque Martial Academy Ling Xiaoyu wins." The ruling instructor on the stage announced loudly.
There was thunderous applause from the spectator seats nearby, and everyone was praising the girl in red and the silver whip in her hand.
Whip name, under the moon.
The whip-wielding girl, Xiaoyu.
This whip was given to Xiaoyu by Elder Man, and was taken from the main tendon of the Linglong Qingyue Jiao in the Xuanwu Sea. Xiaoyu's talisman skills have improved rapidly, but it is still difficult to cast talismans on fast-moving objects, and this soft whip can somewhat make up for this shortcoming.
"Beautiful!" Changsheng gave Xiaoyu a thumbs up on the stage.
"Xiaoyu's fight looks really good." Xiaopang also praised at the side.
On the stage, Xiaoyu hugged the boy in blue, smiled slightly, and walked off the stage. Then he came to Changsheng like a red bird emerging from the nest.
When the young man saw Xiaoyu smiling at him, he froze in place, trembling.
"Fat man, did you knock someone off the stage with another 'Thunder Rolling' stick?" Xiaoyu asked Xiaopang with a smile.
"I know that trick now." Xiaopang was a little depressed.
"Our Xiaoyu has grown up." Chang Sheng rubbed Xiaoyu's head out of habit.
Xiaoyu's changes in the past few months may seem unbelievable to others, but they are within Chang Sheng's expectations.
After refining Qi for the first time, he reached the first level of soul power, and his soul power fed back into the Qi sea. No matter the physique, temperament, or mentality, there have been obvious changes.
And because of the improvement in combat power, Xiaoyu was promoted from Class D to Class C a month ago.
14-year-old Xiaoyu is no longer the little girl who always loves to cry.
Xiaopang and Xiaoyu both successfully won the first two rounds and were about to draw lots for the third round.
Class C level participants come from the top 40 in the Class C ranking of each martial arts school. Xiaoyu and Xiaopang also entered just a few days ago.
Although Xiaopang is a physical practitioner, the martial arts academy also assigned him to Team C based on the comprehensive evaluation of his combat prowess.
Incredibly, Xiaopang used his bone stick and his only move "Thunder Rolling" to reach the top of the C ranking of Mingque Martial Arts Academy with just one stick.
What is even more unexpected is that Ling Xiaoyu, who was previously soft and weak, with average cultivation and rarely spoke, was ranked 28th on the list.
"This little disciple of yours has encountered great luck! How long does it take for her soul power to reach the first level and she can practice Talisman Techniques? She is only a Talisman Master now. If she reaches Talisman Master or Great Talisman Master, then she will be able to It’s amazing!”
At the VIP table, Elder Pan Yue, the nursing director, said with admiration to Elder Man next to him.
"Thanks to Elder Pan for his wise eyesight, he took Xiaoyu to the martial arts academy. But Xiaoyu is not my apprentice, he just helps me take care of the medicine garden." Elder Man said to Pan Yue with a smile.
"Take care of the medicine garden? I know that Sister Man regards the medicine garden as a treasure, how could she leave it to a little girl who can't even build a foundation to take care of it?"
Next to Elder Man, a fair-skinned and handsome young man wearing a white robe with a picture of green mountains and bright moon, a purple jade buckle belt around his waist, and holding a folding fan said.
"That medicine garden and this little jade are both my treasures. Mr. Xia is not allowed to take away anyone's love." Elder Man joked with a smile.
At the beginning of the third round, there were only 15 martial arts platforms left on the field.
Changsheng followed Xiaoyu to the martial arts arena No. 7, and the other person who drew No. 7 was a arrogant Nanli martial arts student wearing a silver uniform.
On the martial arts platform, Xiao Yuying whipped up his whip. The opponent's three-foot sword was also flying with swords, and his movement was so fast that Xiaoyu's whip just missed him every time.
Seeing that more than a dozen rounds had passed, the young man suddenly stepped forward and slashed Xiaoyu's shoulder with his big knife.
Xiaoyu turned sideways to avoid the knife strike. Unexpectedly, a black dagger appeared in the boy's other hand and stabbed towards Xiaoyu's waist.
The broadsword on the left was across the gap, and the dagger on the right was approaching, but Xiaoyu did not step back, but stepped forward diagonally, and quickly pushed out her left hand towards the young man's shoulder.
White runes appeared on the young man's elbows, but they did not disappear but broke into pieces in an instant, followed by a yellow rune with five or six strokes on the young man's chest.
Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and the young man in silver tilted his mouth and chuckled twice.
"Royal talisman?" Changsheng in the audience said in surprise: "Xiaoyu should give up quickly."
"I surrender."
Xiaoyu had already shouted to admit defeat, but she never thought that instead of stopping, the young man continued to stab Xiaoyu with the dagger in his hand.
At this time, a gray shadow flashed past the Wujue Platform, and then a "boom" was heard. The young man in silver flew out of the Wujue Platform and hit the ground. Moreover, the hand holding the dagger and the entire arm were broken to pieces, and the pain made him grin and scream.
On the martial arts platform, Changsheng, who was dressed in cloth and blue shirt, stood next to Xiaoyu. He looked coldly at the young man who fell to the ground: "Imperial talisman? You are well prepared."
"what are you doing?"
"If you dare to sabotage the martial arts, you must be severely punished."
Two teachers from the Nanli Martial Arts Academy inspected the boy's injuries and shouted sternly at Chang Sheng on the stage.
The adjudication teacher on the stage looked at Changsheng in a daze. He didn't even see how Changsheng got on the stage. He only felt that his eyes were blurred, and the boy in silver fell off the stage.
The adults and elders in the main stand to the east all looked at Changsheng either blankly or frowning.
"Is this your nursing home? Is it physical training? And this body technique seems a bit weird."
"That's right, I've never seen such a weird movement technique before."
"Hmph, why doesn't this nursing home have any rules? How dare you go to the martial arts arena to take action?" the leader of the Nanli martial arts academy shouted angrily.
"Temporarily hired martial arts guard." Ouyang Man said lightly.
"Huh, that's ridiculous."
Elder Nanli swung his sleeves, but he didn't say anything more. After all, it was the students of Nanli Martial Arts Academy who were at fault first.
"Xiaoyu had already admitted defeat just now, but he had no intention of stopping. The ruling instructor on the field also saw it." Changsheng said.
"Ling Xiaoyu did shout to admit defeat, and Chang Hua did not stop." The referee said while looking at the main stand.
"I just didn't have time to stop, you rushed up and attacked me."
"Oh? Really? I didn't have time to stop." Chang Sheng said coldly looking at Chang Hua in the audience.
"Okay, let's disqualify the two of them from martial arts." Elder Man said neither salty nor lightly.
"There is no winner in this match. The martial arts qualifications of Mingque Martial Academy Ling Xiaoyu and Nanli Martial Arts Academy Changhua are cancelled." The ruling instructor announced loudly.
"Are you okay?"
"It's okay. As long as you are here, what can happen to me?" Xiaoyu said to Changsheng with a smile.
"I mean to disqualify you from the martial arts competition. You were already in the top fifteen?"
"What's the point? I didn't even think about ranking. I just felt that I had changed a lot recently and wanted to try it. But my talisman skills were still blocked." Xiaoyu curled her lips.
"Silly girl, does he have the Royal Talisman Talisman on him to defend against low-level talismans? Keep practicing, don't be discouraged." Changsheng smiled and rubbed Xiaoyu's head.
In the main stand, the handsome young man in white clothes next to Elder Man stared at Changsheng for a moment, and suddenly exclaimed: "Ah! I remembered, he is the short-lived robber in the Order of the Ladder."
"Short-lived bandit?" Elder Man looked at the handsome young man in confusion.
"Didn't you hear? In the few days since I came to Mingque, the entire monks in Mingque City have been cursing the longevity, saying that he is just a short-lived robber who commits all kinds of crimes including robbery and robbery."
"Haha, his name is Changsheng, but others nickname him Short-lived Bandit?" Elder Man smiled.
"I heard that he is in the Wuyuan Slaughterhouse? It can't be the same yard as Old Man Tu, right?"
"Just the yard where the old man was slaughtered."
"This is two interesting people meeting each other. By the way, Sister Man. I haven't seen Old Man Tu for a long time. Let's go see him in the next two days."
"I won't go to his smelly yard."
In the afternoon, everyone saw Xiaopang's thunder rolling from the sky again.
As soon as he came on stage, Xiaopang banged the seven-foot bone stick on the ground. Then after roaring "Thunder is rolling", he picked up the bone stick and smashed it from top to bottom, and then swept it from left to right.
Then, there is no more.
The speed of the stick technique is so fast that you can only see an inverted T-shaped blue lightning flash across. Or you just didn't dodge the first stick and fell down after being hit by one. Either you dodged the first stick, but were immediately knocked out of the field by the second stick.
Now the little fat boy has changed from the original fatness to a lean and strong one, which is like the transformation of a piece of pork belly.
There were a total of five martial arts battles in the afternoon. Unexpectedly, Xiaopang lost to a bow-wielding girl from the Mingwu Wuyuan in the third game. When fighting for third place in the fourth game, the opponent gave up when they came on stage.
The irritable "Thunder Rolling Sky" entered the top three as expected by everyone, becoming the biggest dark horse in Class C this time. Xiaoyu, who was disqualified midway, also left a deep impression on everyone.
At this point, the martial arts showdown of Class C has officially come to an end, followed by the more exciting martial arts showdown of Class B, and then the Mingque Forest experience of Class A.
