Chapter 1002: Famous Sword Conference (5)
"As long as the Crazy Knife seniors don't object, I have no opinion. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info" Murong Feng shrugged.
"Good!" Crazy Dao Xiaotian also agreed very happily, and said with a smile: "There are many people to be lively, when the old man is happy, he will find you to make a move, but none of them are allowed to run!" ā
Yan Ruyu's face turned green, and she immediately regretted it, and said in her heart, what do I owe in my mouth? Isn't this taking the initiative to send it to the door to find abuse!
On the contrary, Feng Bo looked eager to try.
Liu Mei immediately raised his hand in surrender, and said with a smile: "I'm just curious, but I didn't say that I want to go to war!" ā
"Then let's set a date and place first." Murong Feng proposed.
"Slow, Master Murong, you haven't told us that you are competing in that game!" Yan Ruyu said.
"It could be that game, I guess it's the hottest one at the moment, right? What is the Star Sword called? Feng Bo patted his head and said.
"The Legend of the Star Sword?" Liu Mei answered.
"That's right, it's the game. Elder Liu has also heard of it? Feng Bo said in surprise.
Liu Mei smiled lightly: "I have heard that many young disciples in the sect have mentioned it, so I remember it." I heard that this game has been very popular recently! Lots of people playing? ā
"That's quite a lot." Murong Feng said casually: "I heard that there are hundreds of millions of registered accounts. ā
"Hundreds of millions? How much is there? Several people were surprised. The heart said that if this game is really played by many people, it is not a simple game, it is comparable to an illusory world!
Because having mastered such a large-scale industry is completely comparable to some interstellar consortia!
And someone's contemptuous childish comment just now is simply a slap in the face.
Yan Ruyu stole a glance at Qingyang Lao Dao, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, and found that Lao Dao twitched the corners of his mouth slightly.
A few people were chatting happily, and the second round of preliminary tests had already begun.
This time, there were several disciples of the big sect who took the stage, and from the skills of a few people, you can see the gap between the young man who has no sect and the disciple of the sect. It only took less than two minutes, and there were only three sect disciples left in the ring.
This was followed by the third round of preliminary examinations, and ten people were still randomly selected to compete on stage. It's just that something unexpected happened this time, because the much-anticipated Star Sword Sect disciple appeared!
And the person who appeared was Long Bixia.
At first, because she followed behind Murong Feng, this girl's demeanor was completely covered by Murong Feng, so that not many people noticed her existence.
At this moment, I suddenly saw her standing up, and everyone was immediately amazed!
There is a kind of beauty that can be perfectly interpreted without words, because her beauty can hit the heart, which is often referred to as love at first sight.
At this moment, countless young heroes feel that they are 'love at first sight'. So much so that the drums at the beginning of the competition sounded, and the gang looked at Long Bixia with a demented face.
It wasn't until Long Bixia had jumped into the ring that these guys came back to their senses one by one.
Then these nine were like fighting cocks, one by one, they stepped up to the iron rope with their heads held high, and their expressions looked as if they were going to be heroic and righteous.
After all the contestants entered the ring, Long Bixia took a wooden sword and waited for others to come over and take the initiative to challenge.
As a result, a wordless tacit understanding seemed to have been formed between the nine contestants, and they all looked at the other contestants as enemies, but completely ignored Long Bixia.
Then one person took the lead, and the others immediately rushed up to fight in a group.
It's really a fight!
And it's nine people in a mess, as the saying goes: group fighting!
And it's a real brawl that doesn't distinguish between the enemy and me, and this face is called chaos.
But even if these guys were attacked by their opponents, they didn't say a word, and they all gritted their teeth and glared at each other, trying their best to show their heroic and fearless side......
Long Bixia was stunned for a moment, the audience was also a little dumbfounded, and Murong Feng in the audience shook his head dumbly, speechless about this situation.
Yan Ruyu on the side shook his fan and chuckled: "The senior disciple of the head of Murong is really extraordinary, and he can win the chance to qualify without having to make a single move." ā
"The real test is yet to come." Murong Feng said indifferently.
Soon, there were less than five people left in the ring.
As Yan Ruyu said, Long Bixia was directly promoted without making a single move. returned to a group of girls, and immediately caused a burst of frolicking and coquettish laughter among the women.
Yan Ruyu retracted her gaze and asked Murong Feng with a smile: "Head Murong, shouldn't your sect only accept beautiful female disciples?" I won't talk about these high-ranking disciples of yours, but in terms of posture, they are definitely more than one race, and they are all as beautiful as immortals. ā
Murong Feng smiled lightly: "It's just a bunch of little girls, they know how to play all day long, and they are not self-motivated, they are all about to be spoiled by me." ā
"It's also a blessing for these girls to be able to join the Star Sword Gate, and they will understand when they grow up." Liu Mei said a pun.
Murong Feng smiled and didn't say anything.
That's when the fourth round began.
Following Long Bixia, Mu Xue was also drawn.
Although this girl is not as beautiful as Long Bixia, she is also a first-class beauty. And compared to Long Bixia's cold temperament, she is like a little pepper, how difficult it is not to attract attention.
For the two beauties who came to the stage one after another in Xingjianmen, the audience was speechless. The heart said that this is a martial arts competition, or a beautiful competition? Do you want the boys and heroines to play happily?
However, what everyone didn't expect was that there was another little beauty in this round of competition, and she was not inferior to Mu Xue in terms of appearance alone.
"This girl is Zhou Wan, right?" Yan Ruyu turned her head and asked with a smile at Liu Mei.
Liu Mei chuckled and said, "Yes, this girl has worshipped Zhang Liuyun as a disciple since she was a child." Because of her outstanding talent, the sect spoils her up and down, and if she can meet a strong enemy this time to make her remember longer, it may be more beneficial to her future development. ā
Yan Ruyu smiled and asked Murong Feng, "Master Murong, how about we make a bet?" ā
"Bet on what?" Murong Feng squinted.
"Just bet on who will win and who will lose this week?" Yan Ruyu said with a smile.
"Don't bet!" Murong Feng directly refused.
"Why?" Yan Ruyu was surprised and said, "Could it be that the head of Murong doesn't have confidence in his disciples?" ā
Murong Feng shook his head and said: "The competition is not a beauty pageant, you can see the high and low at a glance." Neither of these girls have ever played each other, so I'm not sure who will win. So this unpredictable bet is better than not betting. ā
"To gamble is to bet on an unknown outcome. What does it mean if you know the results in advance? Yan Ruyu smiled.
Murong Feng shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's why I don't like gambling, because my luck has always been bad." You find someone else to play with you. ā
"Yan Ruyu, she doesn't gamble, I'll bet with you." Feng Bo on the side was eager to try.
"Okay, you bet on that girl to win?" Yan Ruyu laughed and said, "But what can you bet on?" ā
Feng Bo took out a piece of three-colored green jade from his waist, and snorted: "I bet on the master of Murong to win, what do you use as a bet?" ā
Yan Ruyu snapped the paper fan and said with a smile: "I used the fan in my hand to make a bet, betting that Zhou Wan could win." To bet or not to bet? ā
Feng Bo glanced at the seemingly ordinary folding fan in Yan Ruyu's hand, and immediately nodded: "Okay!" Bet! ā
"It's really idle." Murong Feng shook his head speechlessly. However, it is still early to open the sword shrine, and a few people can only find some fun to pass the time.
As he spoke, the fourth round of the competition began.
As soon as the drum sounded, the ten contestants immediately jumped into the ring along the iron cable. Then there was an eerie silence as none of the ten men rushed to make a move.
Because the first three rounds of competition made many people see the doorway, this kind of brawl is actually the most taboo is to shoot first.
As a result, ten people are you look at me, I look at you, and they are guarding each other and not moving.
But the key is that the time of a round of competition is only three minutes, and it is not a way to go on like this.
In the ring, Zhou Wan looked at Mu Xue with her eyes fluttering, and took the initiative to chuckle and said, "This young lady, why don't we join forces to remove these stinky men from the stage, how about it?" ā
The audience immediately fell to the ground, but what everyone didn't expect was that Mu Xue was slightly surprised, so she chuckled and said, "Okay, the four on the right belong to you, and the four on the left belong to me, see who finishes it first." ā
"Good!" Zhou Wan responded with a good sound, and immediately grabbed the sword flower and attacked the four people on the left!
And Mu Xue also tacitly attacked to the right!
These eight contestants were very unconvinced when they heard that the second daughter didn't look at themselves so much, if it weren't for the fact that they were both delicate little beauties, maybe someone would have scolded them directly.
However, they didn't expect that these two women would really say that they would do it, and they clearly said that you would do it on the left and me, but as soon as they started to beat these two girls, they actually came in reverse, making the people around them completely defenseless, and several people were kicked out of the ring immediately.
Zhou Wan took the lead in the sneak attack, kicked one person out of the ring, and took the time to look back and see that Mu Xue had overturned the two with a sword. She immediately had a desire to win in her heart, and stepped up her offensive to attack the remaining three.
Mu Xue on the other side was not to be outdone, and danced the wooden sword in his hand dazzlingly, forcing the two people in front of him to stagger, and retreated again and again.
"Ahh In the blink of an eye, Zhou Wan actually broke the three of them on her own, and kicked one person out of the air.
And Mu Xue had already forced the two people in front of him to the edge of the ring.
"Fight with her!" A player yelled unwillingly, opened the middle door and smashed his fist directly at Mu Xue, making it clear that he was bullying Mu Xue and not having a real sword in his hand.
Mu Xue was not afraid, and a sword stabbed this person in the armpit, which immediately made his entire arm unconscious, and then spun around and floated behind him, flew up and kicked him in the ass, and kicked him out of the ring. At this time, the other person also gritted his teeth and rushed over, and Mu Xue picked up his sword with his hand and pressed a sword against this person's throat.
"Ah, I throw in the towel!" The man stiffened, and immediately raised his hands and did not dare to move rashly.
On the other side, Zhou Wan just knocked the remaining two guys out of the ring, and when she turned around, she saw Mu Xue subduing the last person.
"Good swordsmanship!" Zhou Wan smiled and praised.
"You're not bad either." Mu Xue laughed.
After a moment of silence, the audience immediately cheered and cheered, cheering for the second daughter who brought a wonderful performance.
"This girl ......" Murong Feng and Liu Mei let out a helpless wry smile in unison, but they both smiled dumbly when they looked at each other.
Yan Ruyu and Feng Bo both had speechless expressions. It is estimated that they didn't expect that two girls who don't play cards according to common sense would get together.
After the Tibetan Sword disciple rescued the player who fell into the water, the Yuanhui Monk began the fifth round of lots.
Maybe it was because the previous 'good luck' ran out, and the Yuanhui Divine Monk actually selected all the disciples of the Kendo League, Wudang, Emei, Qingcheng, Kunlun, Kongtong, Tangmen, and Crazy Sword in one go!
The audience was dumbfounded for a while, and what was even more dumbfounded was the remaining two players who were not disciples of the sect, and they felt like they had entered the death group. So when these two people saw this situation, they immediately chose to abstain without saying a word.
The drum sounded, and I saw eight disciples of several major sects jumping into the ring together.
This is destined to be a real battle of the dragon, so all the spectators present cheered up and stared intently at the eight people in the ring.
"Master Murong, do you want to gamble this time?" Yan Ruyu turned around again and encouraged.
Murong Feng snorted and said, "Can you take out something that makes me look good?" ā
Yan Ruyu looked embarrassed, and immediately didn't dare to tease Murong Feng anymore. Because of the kung fu competition, he may be able to make a few moves with Murong Feng, but compared to wealth......
Just the outfit of others is estimated to be enough for him to drink flower wine for a lifetime.
Feng Bo saw that Yan Ruyu was finally deflated, and couldn't help laughing and said, "Yan Ruyu, let's continue to gamble." This time I'm betting that there will only be one person left in the ring! ā
"Nonsense, no one will let anyone else go to the next round in this situation." Yan Ruyu snorted and said, "I also bet that only one person can advance, but it must be a disciple of my Kongtong faction!" ā
"Cut! Obviously I'm a disciple of the Kunlun faction! Feng Bo was immediately unconvinced.
"Don't fight, both of you, the one who can advance to the next round must be a disciple of my Qingcheng faction." The white-eyed old man, who had never spoken, couldn't help but speak.
After all, this involves the face of each major faction, so no one will take the initiative to back down.
Even Qingfeng Lao Dao and Qingyang Lao Dao wanted to open their mouths to bet on the disciples of their sect, but it was a pity that Murong Feng and the others only cared about their hot chats and ignored them at all.
Murong Feng looked at the red faces of several seniors, he couldn't help but shake his head and was speechless, and looked at Liu Mei, who had been silent, Liu Mei immediately smiled bitterly: "Don't look at me, the Emei disciple on the stage has only been in the ring for less than three months, if he can not be kicked out of the ring first, it will be considered to win glory for my Emei faction." Master Murong, I only now understand why you are under 20 years old, the two disciples who participated in the competition with your Star Sword Sect are not yet 20 years old! ā
Murong Feng smiled and said, "You just know this kind of thing in your heart, don't say it." ā
Bai Mei Lao Dao, Yan Ruyu, Feng Bo, and Liu Mei were all speechless when they heard the words, and the benefits of the joint authorship were all taken up by you alone! Now look at the Yuanhui Divine Monk who looks like a high-ranking monk, no matter how they look at it, they think that this bald donkey must have secretly communicated with Murong Feng, otherwise these rounds of lottery draw would be too coincidental......