Chapter 60 Undercurrent
"Dear fellow villagers, as well as friends from all over the world. Can you put down all the things you are doing and come here to the main venue of the martial arts competition. Zhao, entrusted by the village elders, would like to express his welcome." At this time, he stood in the center of the ring. The man in question was a tall and thin middle-aged man. His speech was neither humble nor overbearing, and he was concise and clear.
"Everyone must know that the martial arts competition in our Yinren Village is held every three years. All young adults under the age of thirty can participate. This year's martial arts competition happens to be after the opening of the mountain festival. Friends from outside may not know. , this mountain opening festival is the specialty of our Yinren Village. All foreign friends here today can collect it at the inn where you are staying after this martial arts competition. I, Yinren Village, have prepared some small things for you. Things are not expensive. , are some gadgets that were brought back from the mountain festival hunting a few days ago. Yinren Village is originally a small village in the mountains, and there are no valuable things. Haha, don’t laugh at me." The middle-aged man said loudly.
"Shopkeeper Zhao, you are interested!"
"It's me who's waiting to thank Shopkeeper Zhao!"
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Among the audience in the audience were businessmen or tourists who came from other places and expressed their thanks one after another.
The middle-aged man, known as "Shopkeeper Zhao," smiled and returned the favor. But people don't know that this seemingly amiable and talkative shopkeeper Zhao is not only the boss of several major chambers of commerce and inns in Yinren Village, but also the head of the intelligence system of Yinren Village. This person is—Zhao Yunming.
Zhao Yunming coughed slightly and continued: "The champion of this martial arts competition has been decided three days ago. Today, we will decide the seats and rankings of these twelve champions! As Zhao The referee for this main competition will be announced now!”
Under the expectant eyes of everyone in the audience, Zhao Yunming said slowly: "It officially begins!"
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Yi Xifeng was sitting in a large ceiling. Not only him, but also the twelve champions participating in the martial arts master competition were waiting in this ceiling.
Yi Xifeng looked at a huge curtain in the center, with the names of twelve people written on it, as well as the groups to be divided into:
Game 1: Zhang Yanshi vs. Qi Chengcheng
Game 2: Lin Fenghuo vs. Fifth Xiaoxiao
Game 3: Zhao Long vs. Li Xintian
Game 4: Yi Xifeng vs. Zhong Lingxi
Game 5: Lin Lei vs. Zhou Di
Game 6: Lu Huahua vs. Wang Bodang
Yi Xifeng looked at the huge curtain in front of him and roughly guessed the way to advance in this competition.
Two neighboring groups compete against each other, and the winner advances. First, six winners are selected from the twelve, and then these six people are caught and competed against each other.
According to the distribution of each group, one person will be decided in each sub-venue at the end. They represent the highest level of the three venues of heaven, earth and man respectively. This determines the top three.
As for how to decide the chief, Yi Xifeng still couldn't figure out, and at the same time, Yi Xifeng was not in the mood to think about it.
Not to mention the venue, with such a strong opponent as Zhao Long, Zhong Lingxi, who Yi Xifeng was going to face in the first match, was not an easy opponent to deal with.
Thinking of this, Yi Xifeng couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Zhong Lingxi? Is it recognized that strong men are the best among women in combat?"
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"Monkey, hurry up!" A Diao turned to He Hou and shouted.
But He Hou, who was following A Diao, kept his head drooped, muttering without knowing what he was talking about.
When Ah Diao saw that this boy was not interested in talking to him, he turned around and walked over, raising his leg and kicking him.
"Ouch! Boss, why are you kicking me?" He Hou yelled.
"Hmph! Not only did I kick you, I also beat you! At this time, don't be like a person who has nothing to do and show your skills!" A Diao cursed.
He Hou didn't dare to disobey his boss and said: "On duty! Of course I will take notice, but we haven't reached Liangchengang yet. And boss, do you know? Today is the most exciting competition in the main venue of the martial arts competition. Hey, I hate that grandson of the Dong family for insisting on saying that he was injured during the competition two days ago! Boss, do you believe it or not? He just said he was injured on purpose and asked our team to take over their team's duty. I bet that this old boy will probably do it this time I'm at the ring in front of the Presbyterian Church, watching the competition!"
A Diao sighed. Why didn't he want to experience the most exciting competition in the martial arts competition? But with responsibilities, no matter how important things are, you can only let them go. "Okay, even though Dong Hanqian is not a very good person, he doesn't dare to lie to his superiors about things like being on duty. What's more, the defense of Liangchengang is not only staffed by strong men, but also guarded by iron guards." A Diao shook his head and comforted.
Soon, the two arrived at the Liangchengang camp, where the martial arts arena from a few days ago had been dismantled. By this time the camp had returned to its original appearance. It's just that there is no one on duty at the watchtower.
A Diao glanced at the observation tower in confusion and murmured, "Why is there no one there?"
He Hou on the side was also a little confused and muttered: "Did you sneak away to watch the competition?"
A Diao winked at He Hou, and He Hou stopped and stopped walking towards the camp.
A Diao walked to the barracks alone. At this time, two men walked out of the barracks. When they saw Ah Diao, they were stunned for a moment, and then said happily: "Brother, are you here to change the guard?"
A Diao glanced at the other party and saw only one of them, dressed in a protective iron suit, with an appearance he had never seen before. But since he is a guard in iron clothes, it is understandable that he does not know him.
"I have been ordered to come on guard duty, and here is my talisman disk." He said and handed his talisman disk to the other party.
The iron-clad guard waved his hand and said: "No, no, since you're here, I'll leave now. By the way, has the competition started yet?" He rubbed his hands while asking, looking impatient. .
"It had already started when we came here, and we should still be competing for the first game now." A Diao replied.
The man asked again: "Tsk tsk, we have to hurry up. Who will compete with whom in the first game?"
"Zhang Yanshi vs. Qi Chengcheng. Speaking of this game, I even placed a bet! I bet on Qi Chengcheng to win! Brother, go back and help me see, who of them won in the end?" A Diao replied with a smile.
The man smiled cheerfully and said: "Of course, I will tell you! My brother has a good vision, and I also think Qi Chengcheng can win!"
The two looked at each other and smiled.
The next moment. The shadow of the fist and the light of the sword flashed by!
"Hey, Captain A Diao, what are you doing?" the man in iron armor asked lazily.
"Who are you?" A Diao asked coldly.
The man held the short knife, looked down at his own attire, and said with a smile: "What I'm wearing is of course a protective iron suit! Why did Captain A Diao get violent and hurt someone?" The corners of the man's mouth raised, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes. Killing intent.
"Hmph, your Excellency keeps saying that he is a guard in iron clothes, but he doesn't know who Zhang Yanshi is, and he still thinks that Qi Chengcheng will win. Is it possible?" As A Diao said, he slowly retreated towards the gate of the camp.
When he was standing guard at the door, he saw his captain fighting with a guard in iron clothes. He was afraid that he would suffer a loss, so he rushed over.
"It turns out this is here. Sir, you are right. My fault is that if I talk too much, I will make mistakes." The man stopped talking nonsense and slashed at A Diao with his knife. He has already seen that the other party only has the cultivation level of Shi, but he is actually in the realm of Mang. That sword flash just now, if A Diao hadn't been prepared in advance, he would have been killed by the sword at this moment.
At this time, He Hou also rushed towards the camp and shouted: "Boss, let me help you!"
A Diao's face was gloomy, and when he was about to stop him, he saw another man who had been following the guard in iron clothes. This man was wearing the clothes of a strong man. The man smiled and said: "I'll deal with this little monkey. "
A'Diao paid attention to every move this strong man made from the beginning. Through close observation, he found that this man was also a good player, and his internal energy level was just as strong as his own. But from the beginning to the end, A Diao had a glimmer of hope, until he heard what the man said and his face changed drastically. He murmured: "How do you know that his name is Monkey? No, you two didn't look at my talisman disk just now. How did you know that I am A Diao and the captain?... Could it be!"
Thinking of this, A Diao's face turned ashen. Ignoring the man in iron armor who was guarding him behind him, he turned around and shouted at He Hou: "Monkey! Run! This is a trap, there is someone in the village... Poof..." A blade emerged from his chest, stopping A Diao. Finished words.
At the same time, in a farmhouse to the west of the village, a dark-skinned woman was sewing clothes. In a bamboo basket, there was a cotton and linen undershirt with many tears on it. The large gash does not look like man-made sabotage, but more like the person wearing the clothes left it after fighting some ferocious beast. The woman didn't sew the rips, she just made the sweatshirt smaller. It was basically finished, and it turned out to be a child's clothing.
The woman looked at the little clothes that were almost finished changing, and touched her still flat belly with a kind face. He murmured: "Will Ah Diao like this child?" After saying that, he laughed first. "Bo'er, be good, your father must like you, he doesn't know you yet. Tell him when you get back in the evening."
But the woman didn't know that the person she was waiting for would never come back.
