Domineering

Chapter 50 Long Heng
When Chu Xisheng and the others arrived at Nanjie Temple Market, they saw that it was crowded with people.

This is undoubtedly the busiest and most prosperous place in the entire ancient market.

On both sides of a stone street from the gate of Caishen Temple, more than 20 arenas are set up along the way.

Under each arena, a large number of people gathered, and some people selling melons, fruits and roasted seeds and nuts shuttled among them, shouting and selling.

"The scale of the competition here is second only to the state city."

Lu Luanli walked in front and introduced to the two of them: "The ones who can set up the ring here are not ordinary people, they are called the ring masters, and they either have a deep background, or have great influence, or are powerful in their own right.

Now in the entire South Street Temple Market, there are three hosts, each occupying some rings.They make money by opening bets, and they make a lot of money every day—"

Chu Xisheng listened and looked around.

He found that these arenas are layered.

There are four levels of Lower Ninth Grade, Upper Ninth Grade, Lower Eighth Grade, and Upper Eighth Grade.

"In ordinary competitions at the lower level of the ninth rank, winning a game is usually two taels of magic silver, which is equivalent to walking a day's darts. The loser is not given a penny, not even the soup and medicine after the injury.

There are more life-and-death fights. If you win a game, you can not only get 20 taels, but also [-]% of the bet amount on the field;But there will be no referee on the stage, no matter life or death—”

Lu Luanli didn't continue, because Chu Xisheng had already walked towards a ring on the left.

She couldn't help blinking, this guy is really going to fight?
When Chu Xisheng came to the arena, he walked into a pavilion next to him, looking for a clerk in the pavilion to sign up.

Before going on stage, he had to sign a certificate of life and death, agreeing that 'life and death will not be held accountable'.

Ordinary competitions must also be signed. Although there are referees interfering at any time in the ring to protect the lives of both parties, sometimes accidents are unavoidable.

The next step is to measure the true element strength.

For a cultivation level above the ninth rank, don't expect to stir up wind and rain in the arena below the ninth rank; similarly, for a martial artist below the eighth rank, don't even think about going to the upper level of the ninth rank to dominate the arena.

In Chu Xisheng's view, this is similar to featherweight, lightweight, and heavyweight in modern boxing.

After that, Chu Xisheng waited for about a moment before being arranged to take the stage.

To his disappointment, Chu Xisheng fought two consecutive games, and the opponents were not very good.

The moment Chu Xisheng drew his sword, the opponent was defeated.

He didn't use any body skills, he didn't use moves, he didn't even draw his sword with all his strength.

Chu Xisheng knew the truth that "a lion fights a rabbit with all its strength", but he wanted to use this low-intensity martial arts competition to exercise his fighting ability.

But even if Chu Xisheng only had half the speed of drawing the sword, his opponent still couldn't handle it.

Then after two games, a middle-aged man dressed as a nursing home walked up.

With a blue face, he cupped his fists at Chu Xisheng: "Little brother is very good at swordsmanship, there is no match for you here. Please, little brother, go up to the stage, or go to the life-and-death fight! You are a dragon, why do you need to play in this shallow water?" Fish and shrimp?"

'Ascension to the stage' means to let Chu Xisheng go to the 'Ninth Grade Upper' level to fight.

The people who watched the battle under the stage were all veterans, and seeing Chu Xisheng's sword-drawing style, he knew how good this person was.

Almost everyone was betting on Chu Xisheng to win the last game, which made them lose more than 30 taels.

This person's fighting strength obviously surpassed the lower rank of ninth rank.

Only a master of the ninth rank can control Chu Xisheng.

Or life-and-death competition, there are also many masters whose combat power exceeds their own cultivation.

Chu Xisheng also knew that these 'leaders' wanted to make money, and he had exactly that intention.

The key is that you earn less money, you can't achieve any exercise effect, and you haven't gained any prestige yet.

Chu Xisheng clapped his hands in response: "Your Excellency's praise, I wish to be promoted!"

When Chu Xisheng changed the ring, it immediately aroused the interest of the surrounding crowd.

It is very common to see martial artists at the ninth rank in this arena. It is rare to see a person who comes to fight the ninth rank in the arena with the true energy cultivation base of the lower ranks in three to five days.

Chu Xisheng's first opponent was a strong man wearing knuckles.

The man was tall, with muscles as strong as granite.

Chu Xisheng didn't control the enemy with 'groundless wind', he used body skills to distance himself, and tried carefully.After finding out the opponent's level, you can rest assured and compete with the opponent one move at a time.

Usually Chu Yunyun would also be his training partner, but this one's level is too high, the whole process is like playing with a child.

Her martial arts attainments are extremely high, and her level cannot be lowered.

So the effect of sparring is not as good as the one opposite.

The two sides fought 130 moves, and Chu Xisheng felt a little uncomfortable in his lungs and slightly out of breath, so he used the "wind and thunder" to solve the battle.

Because of the "secret move totem" recorded before, Chu Xisheng additionally practiced this sword move.

Now this "wind and thunder" is the most proficient move he has practiced in the eighteen wind chasing knives except for "groundless wind".

Chu Xisheng still didn't use all his strength, and only used [-]% of the knife's speed to reach the man's throat with the tip of the knife.

At this moment, there was a loud bang.

"Good! This knife is really beautiful."

"This boy looks sick, but his sword skills are so good."

"Fuck you fairy board board!"

"Useless waste! You can't even beat a ninth rank."

Some of those watching the battle were elated, while others cursed and threw their bets all over the street.

Chu Xisheng was also very happy, and a small firework exploded in his eyes.

Martial arts points increased from 34 to 35.

In addition, in the Ninth Rank upper-level competition, you can get five taels after winning, which is much easier than him playing darts.

This is really rich and famous.

But when Chu Xisheng was looking forward to the next competition, his expression changed slightly, and he looked towards the audience on the left.

Just outside the tumultuous crowd, there were more than thirty big men standing.

Half of them were wearing heavy armor, with their hands on their weapons, looking at him with unfriendly expressions.

The leader was wearing a white Confucian shirt with a wide robe and large sleeves. He had a high nose and deep eyes, disheveled hair, and a cold and arrogant demeanor.

This should be Long Heng, the eldest son of the Long family in the inner city.

The reason why Chu Xisheng recognized this person was because he saw Longsheng beside Longheng, and the two looked alike.

The second son of the Long family was also looking at him, with mockery and hatred in his eyes.

Chu Xisheng also saw Chu Yunyun clenched her fists in the crowd, her breath was cold, and she was ready to strike at any time.

Lu Luanli did not know where to go.

But from the corner of Chu Xisheng's perspective, he found a masked woman hurried out from the entrance of the alley next to her.

This heroine Lu didn't even have time to change the jewelry on her head, it was quite conspicuous.

Chu Xisheng calmed down a little, watching the Long family brothers in the audience silent.

He was actually quite surprised.

Chu Xisheng originally expected that this ancient market would be safer than the Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall, so he dared to stay here.

Unexpectedly, this brother from the Long family would dare to cross the Shenxiu River at this time!
Are they just a show for the Iron Banner Gang running rampant on the Shenxiu River?
At this time, the spectators in the audience also sensed that something was wrong, and stepped aside one after another.

Longheng, with his hands behind his back, walked over with a leisurely expression, walking up the steps step by step.

The people behind him spread out in all directions, surrounding the arena.

Long Heng stepped onto the stage and thrust a sword in his hand in front of him: "Do you recognize this sword? Tell me, who killed my Senior Brother Du? Tell him his name, or draw his appearance , I can make you suffer less when you die."

Chu Xisheng glanced at the sword and recognized that it was the sword he sold in the Shenbing Hall.

He didn't care, still held the knife in his hand, and took a deep breath.

In today's game, there is only a desperate fight.

With the help of Lu Luanli's cover, they evacuated from the ancient market without exposing Chu Yunyun as much as possible.

But just as Long Heng finished speaking, a teacup was thrown from a distance and hit Long Heng directly.

Long Heng didn't even blink his eyes, and smashed the teacup into pieces with a flick of his sleeve.

At this time, a young man in a brocade robe and holding a folding fan walked out of the crowd with a large group of burly men.

A young man in his twenties, with a body like a jade tree, long eyebrows like willows, delicate and elegant features, and a lazy expression.

"Longheng, who gave you the guts to come here to make trouble in the Temple Market on South Street?"

(End of this chapter)