The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 805 The Candidate

Three days later, the deputy leader of the Wulin issued an official order of the Wulin:
"This year's martial arts conference is different from the past. The leader of the martial arts will be selected at this meeting. The leader of the martial arts must be a person with both political integrity and ability, or someone with a reputation. Five-member teams participating in the pre-selection of the leader of the martial arts can conduct a challenge competition, and three will be selected in the end. The winning team will compete among the leaders!"

Jiang Yu put this green order on Bo Langjun's case early in the morning.

After reading the order, Mr. Bo Lang called Shan Chen, Li Zheng and his wife, and Jiang Yu, who participated in the martial arts leader's competition, into his study.

Luo Jiaojiao heard the voice and walked out of the inner room.Everyone's eyes gathered on her face "swish".

The sleepy Luo Jiaojiao yawned and said:
"Why so many people?"

"Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time! Sit down!"

Bo Langjun patted the place beside him.

Luo Jiaojiao immediately realized that there was something important to do, and immediately regained her composure.She obediently sat beside Bo Langjun.

"This time we want to help Shan Daxia win the position of martial arts leader, do you have any objections?"

Mr. Bo Lang glanced at the candidates present, but he didn't expect Jiang Yu to be the first to stand up and say that he couldn't do it!

"My subordinate Ren Shaofu has been in the residence for a few years, and his martial arts are already unfamiliar."

"Is there anyone willing to replace you?"

Bo Langjun frowned and looked at Jiang Yu.

"Don't show up yet?"

Jiang Yu looked over the roof beams.

Everyone's eyes also shifted to the roof beams.

A black shadow fell silently to the ground.

"I have seen the Lord!"

"Luan Chong?"

Luo Jiaojiao exclaimed.

"What an awesome light work!"

Shanchen and Hongye, who are good at lightness kung fu, secretly thought at the same time.

"You are good at kung fu!"

Bo Langjun also highly praised the skill of himself, the former captain of the secret guard.

"Thank you, master, for your praise! The queen mother ordered her subordinates to come and obey the master's orders!"

Dressed in black and wearing a gauze cap, Luan Chong revealed that he was ordered by the Queen Mother to come to Pingcheng to protect Mr. Bo Lang.

"You came just in time! In a few days, the martial arts conference will be held in Pingcheng. As the landlord, Bo Mansion also sent a team to participate in the selection of the martial arts leader! You should be one of them!"

Mr. Bo Lang glanced at Jiang Yu, nodded slightly and said.

"Each team can choose two candidates!"

Jiang Yu added.

"We don't need it, right!"

Luo Jiaojiao looked up at Bo Langjun confidently.

"Everything must be ready! Jiang Yu is the candidate! The other..."

Mr. Bo Lang didn't think about the candidate, so he didn't think of any suitable candidate for a while!
"If Uncle Guo doesn't dislike it, Miao Hua is willing to give it a try!"

There was a crisp and loud sound from outside the door.

All eyes turned to the door.Miaohua, dressed in red, glowed like fire under the sunlight.

"act recklessly!"

Luan Chong said coldly.

"Just her!"

Mr. Bo Lang also thinks the same as Luo Jiaojiao!They don't need any candidates at all!So it doesn't matter who you choose!

"Thank you, Uncle Guo! Miao Hua will definitely do her best!"

Miao Hua never expected that Mr. Bo Lang would agree to her request so readily.She almost yelled with excitement.

"Well! My people just have the guts! Hurry up and come in!"

Luo Jiaojiao also admired Miao Hua's courage.

Jiang Yu talked about the martial arts methods and weapon characteristics of the martial arts masters in various schools and schools, as well as the unusual places, and then said some ways to crack them.

Everyone's expressions gradually became serious.Only Miao Hua blinked bright eyes, looking excited.

Teams from all walks of life participating in the selection of the leader of the martial arts conference are studying the tactics and tactics of their opponents.

Most of the teams sent by the Bo government were underestimated by them.They think that the Bofu team is just showing their respect as landlords.

There are about six sects that martial arts people look at.

The North-South faction is naturally one of the best.The Baishan Sect of Wu State, the Xuanji Sect of Zhao State, the Ion Sect of Chu State and the Yiyang Sect created by the Duan Clan of Yan State have attracted the attention of everyone.

The rest of the small sects with little qualifications are not even qualified to sign up, so they can only come and see the excitement.

In addition to the teams from the Six Great Sects and Bofu, there are also three major teams from the Foshan Sect, the Tiandao Sect, and the Tsing Yi Gang who barely registered.

With so many martial artists gathered in Pingcheng, it is natural that there will be no peace.

Fortunately, the soldiers of the Patrol Battalion and the Guards patrolled frequently.And those martial arts people who came to Pingcheng to compete and watch did not want to miss this wonderful competition, so although there were frictions among everyone, they all knew how to bear it.

Seven days later, Jiang Yu went to draw lots on behalf of the Bofu team.He was lucky and drew the last lottery.As long as they don't take the initiative to challenge, then they only need to fight each of the top three from the previous few competitions.

Ranked first is Wu Guo Baishan School.The Baishan faction is the object of everyone's challenge.

The first company to challenge is the Beipai team.

On the day of the competition between the Baishan faction and the Northern faction, the newly built martial arts arena in front of the Dragon King Temple in West City of Pingcheng was crowded with spectators.

Along with the bodyguards of the Bo Mansion, the martial arts practitioners responsible for the smooth progress of the event were all arranged in high places.

These people's hearts are not to mention how comfortable they are.Bofu not only manages food and housing, but also has a clear view of the situation on the stage from a high place.

Miao Qing's position is the roof on the right side of the stage.His stick injury has healed, and now he is sitting on the roof under the shade of a tree, looking at the stage and enjoying himself!
"Brother!"

Miao Hua sat beside her elder brother Miao Qing.There was a cloth pocket tied to her chest, and Luo Jiaojiao's son was sitting in it, clapping his chubby hands and screaming "Yi Ya!"
"Miao Hua! How did this happen? Come down quickly, or Uncle Guo will punish us if he finds out!"

Brother Yao stood in front of the house, waving his hands anxiously and shouting at Miao Hua.

"Hush! Uncle Guo is on the stage! If you shout again, he will hear you!"

Miao Hua deliberately lowered her voice and winked at Brother Yao.In fact, although the ridge of the roof she was sitting on was high, it was far away from the stage.No matter how good Bo Langjun's hearing is, it is impossible to hear Brother Yao's weak voice.

Moreover, many people in the watching crowd were whispering, and some acquaintances were greeting each other, and the scene was somewhat noisy.

"How is this good?"

Brother Yao didn't dare to shout anymore, tears rolled in his eyes in anxiety.

"Look, she's about to cry!"

Miao Qing wanted to persuade Miao Hua to go down, when the drums on the stage rang.

After the three drums, the deputy leaders Qiu Jingshan and Bo Langjun took the lead on the stage.

Qiu Jingshan made a brief opening speech, and introduced Bo Langjun's identity as the uncle of the country to the martial arts people.

After the two were seated, the Grand Elder of the Martial Arts League announced the official start of the martial arts tournament leader selection competition.

The Baishan faction was led by the leader Bai Yue.

When Wu Liang, a strange man from the Western Regions, faced everyone, the audience couldn't help exclaiming.

"Is this human?"

Wu Liang naturally heard strange voices from the audience.His originally blue and black complexion became even more gloomy and terrifying, his green eyes stared frighteningly, and a few strands of dark green hair rose up on his forehead, causing the timid person to immediately cover his eyes.

"His name is Wu Liang! He is practicing Poison Kung Fu! If you are not sure that you can win him in the competition, you should automatically admit defeat, so as not to hurt your life!"

The head of the Baishan faction, Bai Yue, was straightforward, but his words made people uncomfortable.Especially the northern faction who was about to confront them felt harsh.

(End of this chapter)