Zhan Xiongfei broke his left leg, so the competition was naturally over. Ni Dafu looked at the three witnesses, and when the three nodded, he rang the gong, "Taoist Priest Sansheng of Longhu Mountain won."
The three witnesses were on the east side of the gatehouse. In the middle of the gatehouse were Ni Chenyi and several maids. On the west side of the gatehouse were the record-keeper and two nursing staff. The gatehouse was connected. After Ni Dafu announced the results, he turned to look at the gatehouse. On the west side, he winked at the guard guard over there. The two understood, jumped out, landed on the ring, and lifted Zhan Xiongfei, who had fallen to the ground, off the ring.
The Ni Mansion was also fully prepared for today's contest to recruit a bride. The injured was immediately taken to the hospital by carriage after being carried off the ring.
As soon as the venue was vacated, another person jumped up from the audience. As soon as this person came on stage, everyone in the audience burst into laughter, because he was a fat monk with big ears.
Facing the roar of laughter and ridicule from everyone, the monk did not blush. He clasped his hands together and grinned, "Amitabha, this poor monk is just a little fatter. In fact, he is not very old. He is only twenty-four this year."
Someone in the audience booed, "Four out of twenty? I'm afraid you're telling the opposite."
"Haha, great monk, whether you can do what you say is right or not will affect your ordinary mind."
"This monk is born with horns and is born with different appearances. He should not be underestimated."
"Brother Yuntai, you are mistaken. Those horns on his head are clearly two big blows."
While everyone in the audience was chattering, a servant hurried to Ni Dafu and whispered in a low voice. After the servant retreated, Ni Dafu said loudly, "My master has something to say, all the talented heroes who participate in the contest to recruit a bride will be..." I look up to the Ni family, and if anyone is injured on stage, he will be given two hundred taels of silver for minor injuries, and five hundred taels for serious injuries, as medicine, as a token of apology."
As soon as Ni Dafu said this, the audience cheered.
Changsheng frowned when he heard this. Ni Zhuo never showed up, but this person should be in the house. The servant who spoke to Ni Dafu before was undoubtedly conveying his meaning. Ni Zhuo did this not to show off his wealth, but to avoid To make enemies with the defeated Jianghu people, these people were unable to even participate in the court competition tomorrow in order to participate in the competition to recruit relatives. The Ni family must have an attitude and compensate them.
But Ni Zhuo's move invisibly added great resistance to him. Let alone 500 taels, even 200 taels was enough for a family of five to live without worries for a lifetime. For the sake of money, some people were bound to take risks.
It is said that girls are outgoing, and this is true. Ni Chenyi also knew that Ni Ni's actions would increase resistance to immortality, but she could not overturn what her father said. In desperation, she loudly said, "If he is accidentally injured and dies, he will be compensated with eight hundred taels of silver." .”
Hearing Ni Chenyi's words, everyone in the audience felt a lot depressed. Five hundred people were seriously injured and only eight hundred died. Wasn't this encouraging Changsheng Pain to kill.
Although everyone could see that Ni Chenyi was favoring Chang Sheng, they could not find anything wrong with her. After all, Ni Dafu had not stated how much compensation he would receive for the death, and the 800 taels for the deceased was 300 taels more than the 500 taels for the serious injury.
Ni Dafu is the steward of the Ni Mansion, so he is naturally not a dull person. Lest anyone in the audience might criticize Ni Chenyi for favoring immortality, he hurriedly spoke to distract everyone, "Master, are you really twenty-four years old?"
"I am just twenty-four years old," the fat monk said, leaning on the ground with his Zen staff, "I'm just a little older."
"Master, you are a monk. It seems inappropriate to compete in martial arts to recruit relatives." Ni Dafu frowned and shook his head.
"You didn't say that monks can't participate," the fat monk waved his hands and curled his lips, then turned to Changsheng and said, "Little Taoist priest, you are too arrogant. As a cultivator, you can be so cruel without any mercy. Heart, is this the way you Taoist priests behave?"
Changsheng recognized this fat monk. This guy was the one who had fought with Yang Kai on the street before. The two big bags on his head were smashed by Yang Kai with a hammer that day.
Chang Sheng could not tell that this fat monk was taking the opportunity to smear Taoism. He was angry and said in a cold voice, "Send your name."
"I am Monk Lingguang of Maitreya Temple." The fat monk signed up loudly.
Monk Lingguang announced his name. Seeing that Ni Dafu was not beating the gong, he turned around and urged, "What are you waiting for? Start quickly."
Ni Dafu looked at the three witnesses and saw that they had no expression, so he could only sound the gong to start.
Changsheng had seen Monk Lingguang compete with Yang Kai before, and knew that he was taking a fierce path and his body skills were not as good as others, so he did not hesitate, and without waiting for Lingguang to wave his Zen staff to open his posture, he stepped forward and directly broke the link on his left shoulder. The cassock was tied to the rope, and he turned around and pulled, tearing off his cassock.
There was still a middle coat inside the cassock. Chang Sheng tugged at it again and tore off the inner garment. The sound of the gong had not stopped, but Ling Guang was already naked.
Chang Sheng stepped back, distanced himself, and threw Ling Guang's monk's robe off the stage with his backhand.
People are not afraid of making a fool of themselves, but they are afraid of making a fool of themselves in front of others. Being stripped off their clothes in front of everyone, no matter who it is, it won’t be reflected on anyone else’s face. Monk Lingguang roared angrily, turned sharply, twirled his Zen staff, and swung it at the waist.
Turning in circles in front of Changsheng is like playing tricks on a classmate. Changsheng does not retreat but advances. He spins directly into the yellow halo created by the sharp rotation of the Zen staff, and then calmly exits after half a circle.
The money bag tied to Monk Lingguang's waist was torn open, and the gold and silver coins inside were scattered on the ground, making a clanking sound.
As the saying goes, a layman sees the excitement, an expert sees the door. To a layman, Changsheng's movements are just fast. Only an expert can see the clues. When Monk Lingguang is dancing his Zen staff, if he ventures into the area covered by the Zen staff, not only must his movements be fast, The timing is even more accurate. If there is even the slightest deviation, whether it is half a minute too fast or a minute too slow, you will be hit by the Zen staff of Emmanuel Guang.
This is not the most difficult thing. The most difficult thing is the half circle that Changsheng followed Monk Lingguang. In the blink of an eye, he not only slashed the money bag Lingguang carried with him, but also escaped completely. It’s no longer easy to be fast, and it’s even harder to do it quickly and accurately.
The monk is a monk and has nothing in his possessions. He should regard money as dirt. Seeing a large amount of gold and silver falling from the body of the monk Lingguang, some people in the audience shouted, "Great monk, you are so rich."
This cry sounded vaguely familiar to Changsheng, but when he glanced at it from the corner of his eye, he could not find the person who made the call among the crowd.
It was already extremely humiliating to have his cassock ripped off, but now the silver coins he carried were scattered all over the floor. Monk Lingguang yelled angrily, waving his Zen staff and hitting him like crazy.
At this moment, shouts came from the audience again, "Great monk, you bring it upon yourself. You should do your best in martial arts competitions in the ring, but you criticize others and ridicule others for their cruel moves. This is not the way of Taoism. If you don't If you talk nonsense, people won't make you look embarrassed in public."
Changsheng was dealing with the spiritual light at this time. The person shouting in the audience spoke more, and he remembered that the owner of the voice was the big-headed dwarf he met on the day of posting the list.
Da Tou's words touched his heart. The reason why he humiliated Ling Guang was indeed because Ling Guang had previously made groundless accusations against him and humiliated the Taoist sect.
There are not many discerning people in the world. Before Big Head shouted and raised his voice, there were many people who thought Chang Sheng had gone too far. After listening to his shouting, he understood why Chang Sheng wanted to humiliate Ling Guang in this way.
As the saying goes, don't be anxious when things happen. Urgency will lead to chaos, and you will be embarrassed in front of everyone. Monk Lingguang was furious and frustrated, and his moves became more and more unorganized. To say the least, even if he advances and retreats in a controlled manner and has both offense and defense, he is not an immortal opponent. In less than two rounds, he was kicked off the stage by Changsheng.
The last kick of Changsheng was very strong and did not hurt the monk Lingguang. The latter was beaten, lost, and could not get any silver.
"Master Longhushan Sansheng has won two games in a row."
The Ni family arranged for someone to deal with the aftermath. After Ling Guang fell, two servants came up to pick up the scattered gold and silver. Ling Guang was reluctant to throw away the silver and was not allowed to leave. He could only wait in the audience and be criticized and laughed at.
After clearing up the arena, the servant returned the silver to Ling Guang. At this moment, a servant ran out of the courtyard, caught up with Ling Guang, and stuffed a bag of things into him.
Changsheng stood on the ring, and he had a panoramic view of every move of the servant. Seeing that the Ni family actually gave the fat monk a piece of silver, he suddenly felt dissatisfied. The Ni family undoubtedly did not want to make enemies by doing this, but this move does not distinguish between good and evil. , the grudges are unclear, and it seems to be wise to protect oneself, but in fact it promotes evil.
"May I ask the master, what is a minor injury? What is a serious injury?" Changsheng looked at Ni Dafu.
Ni Dafu did not expect Changsheng to ask such a question. He was stunned for a moment before he said, "Injury to the skin and flesh is a minor injury, and injury to the muscles and bones is a serious injury."
"Oh, an injury to the flesh is just a minor injury," Chang Sheng turned to look in the direction where Ling Guang left, "Fortunately, I don't have any accomplices, otherwise wouldn't I have deceived you and ruined your fortune?"
Seeing Changsheng looking in the direction where Lingguang left, everyone in the audience realized that the Ni family had secretly given the monk some silver.
Although some people do not know martial arts, they have extraordinary minds. A young man dressed as a scholar ran up the steps to the ring, bowed to Changsheng and saluted, "Priest Sansheng, I am Wu Yusheng, who lives in Chang'an. He is a scholar and does not know martial arts. I came here with no intention of winning the first prize, but just to see the excitement. My family is poor and it is difficult to have food and clothing. Please ask Taoist Master Sansheng to grant me a minor injury. This is a great kindness and virtue, which will be engraved in my heart forever."
After this person spoke, the audience was in an uproar. Some were disdainful, some were surprised, some were ridiculing, and some were admiring.
A scholar is a scholar. He is not only polite and polite, but also speaks comfortably. He deliberately emphasizes that he has no intention of winning the first prize. At this time, Changsheng was dissatisfied with the Ni family's secret gift of spiritual light and monk silver. Hearing this man's words, he lifted the hem of his clothes and raised his hand with one hand. Liang Shi, "Master Wu, please enlighten me."
Seeing Changsheng's promise, Wu Yusheng hurriedly bent down to express his thanks, and then turned to Ni Dafu, who looked troubled, and said, "The Ni family is a wealthy and powerful family, and we keep our promises. Before we got off the stage, you didn't say that scholars are not allowed to come on stage. Please ring the gong to start."
Ni Dafu had no choice but to beat the gong.
Wu Yusheng was a scholar with no martial arts skills. Changsheng stepped forward and held his left arm with his right hand. He held the radius bone of his forearm with his right hand and exerted slight force.
Wu Yusheng cried out in pain, Changsheng stopped his hand and stepped back.
"I admit defeat, thank you so much, Master." Wu Yusheng hurriedly bowed to express his thanks.
"There must be a crack in your radius bone, which is a serious injury." Changsheng turned to look at Ni Dafu, "If you have any doubts, please ask a doctor to check."
Hearing Chang Sheng's words, Ni Dafu's expression changed drastically. Knowing that Chang Sheng had been offended, he hurriedly walked to Ni Chenyi's side and whispered in a low voice.
Ni Chenyi's head was covered with red gauze. He could see clearly and naturally knew what was going on.
Changsheng didn't hear what Ni Dafu said clearly, but he heard what Ni Chenyi said, "It's not my fault, you go find my father."
Ni Dafu was frustrated and could only return to his original position in disgrace. He sounded the gong and said, "Taoist Master Sansheng of Longhu Mountain has won three games in a row. Please ask the injured to come down and collect the medicine."
Wu Yusheng was so happy that he thanked Changsheng again and walked off the ring with his arms in hand.
On the longevity table, his face was expressionless. He knew very well what he meant by doing this. The servant ran out of the courtyard before, so it can be seen that it was Ni Zhuo's idea to give money to Ling Guang. Now that he has done this, he is a fool. Everyone knew that he was expressing his dissatisfaction with Ni Zhuo.
If Ni Zhuo doesn't reflect on his mistakes, he will keep doing this. The Ni family is not heartbroken for five hundred taels, but doubling the winning streak is not just a few hundred taels. If there are too many consecutive wins, the Ni family may go bankrupt.
But if Ni Zhuo changes the rules in this regard, it will be tantamount to conceding in public. As the richest man in the country, Ni Zhuo may not be able to lose face.
The competition to find a bride has just begun. Instead of confronting a tough opponent, he first confronted his future father-in-law...
