Water Margin people

Chapter 1746 Group Competition
Several people climbed up the rope ladder to the deck.

"Wow, there are quite a lot of people!"

Sun Lei looked at the crowds of gangsters standing on the deck.

"Haha, it's really lively! I came to the right place!"

Lu Zhishen laughed heartily; this was his favorite scene.

"Isn't that Jiumozhi? It looks like he's here for the Heroes Conference as well."

Sun Lei looked around and finally found that he only knew the lamas in Jiumozhi's group.

"That guy's martial arts skills are OK, but he can't beat me!"

Lu Zhishen said proudly.

"Okay, I know you're awesome!"

Sun Lei said helplessly.

As wave after wave of people from the martial arts world come on board, the Heroes Conference is about to be held.

"Heroes, welcome to the Heroes Conference. This Heroes Conference is jointly organized by the Beggars' Sect, the Five Mountains Sword Sect, and some wealthy businessmen. Welcome everyone again..."

A man wearing ragged clothes and holding a bamboo stick came up to the stage and said with a smile that there were nine patches on his clothes, and it was obvious that they were put there intentionally. Although the clothes were made of ordinary cloth, they were obviously new and there shouldn't be so many patches.

"It's the Beggars' Sect's Kung Fu Master Hou Fu!"

Some people in the underworld recognized the person on the stage.

Lu Zhishen ate the dried fruits he brought with him, drank a sip of wine from time to time, and waited for the beggar on the stage to finish his opening speech.

Lu Zhishen finished a bag of dried fruits and drank a gourd of wine, while Hou Fu on the stage was still chattering on, wishing he could introduce all the people who had contributed money.

"Why are you so long-winded? If you want to hit me, just hit me!"

Wu Song couldn't bear it any longer, so he roared. He was so powerful that everyone could hear him.

Hou Fu, who was about to speak on the stage, suddenly changed his expression. He looked at Wu Song with murderous intent in his eyes.

"We are here to fight for the position of leader of the martial arts world, not to listen to your nagging!"

Wu Song was not afraid at all and said as he looked at everyone.

"This good man is right. It's getting late. Let's get started quickly!"

"Yeah, we don't know how long this fight will end!"

"Let's get started!"

……

The people below also joined in the commotion.

"Heroes, please wait a moment. There are many heroes participating in the Heroes Conference this time, from many sects, and many of them are single. So..."

Another Beggar Gang elder walked onto the stage to ease the atmosphere and explain the rules of the competition.

This time the competition will be in teams, with a maximum of five people in a team. They can be selected from their sects, and individual players can also form their own teams. They are then divided into groups by drawing lots, and the groups compete against each other until the leader of the martial arts world is decided.

"Fair enough!"

Lin Chong nodded.

"It's different. The last Heroes Conference was just us, Liangshanpo, Jiangnan Fang La, Hedong Tian Hu, and Huaixi Wang Qing. There was no need for any grouping. But this time is different. This time they are all small forces."

Hua Rong said that the leader of the martial arts world decided at the last Heroes Conference could only be among Sun Lei, Fang La, Wang Qing, and Tian Hu.

"Let's draw lots!"

Lu Zhishen was very satisfied with this group competition system and rolled up his sleeves to draw lots.

Sun Lei and others did not step forward, they observed the surroundings.

"Brother, there are still some experts!"

Wu Song whispered to Sun Lei that he had found several men with good martial arts skills.

"After all, this is a hero conference. After so many years, there are always some talented people in the martial arts world. Erlang, don't hold back when the time comes. We can't just save our reputation here!"

Sun Lei looked at Wu Song and said.

"Brother, don't worry!"

Wu Song smiled and said that he could put other things aside but he would definitely give it his all in this competition.

"Haha, look, I drew a ten!"

Lu Zhishen laughed and came back with a wooden sign, on which were engraved the words "甲十". "Brother, how about I go first?"

Hua Rong said that weapons would definitely be used in this competition, but there was no room for him to display his archery skills, so it would be better for him to go up and warm up the atmosphere and allow everyone to conserve their energy.

"Okay, then you take the lead!"

Sun Lei nodded.

The deck was quickly divided into four areas, A, B, C, and D, for the teams that had already drawn lots to compete.

In Group A, the performances of the first few teams were average.

Hua Rong went on the court to compete with Team A9. Hua Rong knocked down the five opponents with just a slight move. It was so smooth that even Hua Rong was a little surprised.

"It looks like there are quite a few people here to join in the fun!"

Sun Lei shook his head. He found that there were indeed many people who came here just to join in the fun because they had nothing better to do. Not only were their martial arts skills terrible, they also had no belief that they would win.

"What's the purpose of bringing these people here? Is it really just to attract the attention of the army?"

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Sun Lei thought about it and realized that if it was just to attract attention, doing so much was obviously a bit too much.

Group A competed in three rounds, and in the end only eight teams remained.

Hua Rong encountered two tough opponents in three consecutive battles. One of them held a Miao Dao, his sword skills were extremely swift and fast, and he specialized in attacking the lower three routes; the other was a burly man over ten feet tall with great strength.

Hua Rong had to work hard to take down the two men.

"This Miao Dao move is really rare. I have never heard of it before!"

Wu Song was also a little surprised. He also used a sword and was very familiar with sword techniques, but he didn't know anything about the Miao people's sword techniques.

"Want to rest?"

Sun Lei looked at Hua Rong and asked.

"Brother, I can still fight for a while!"

Hua Rong shook his head.

"The next match is A-10 versus A-23!"

the MC sang and shouted.

Hua Rong took up his gun and went into battle again. This time, the enemies were five dark-skinned men. From their skin color, one could tell that they were from Lingnan. Only the sun in Lingnan could tan people like this.

"Both parties choose the content of the contest, fists and kicks or weapons?"

The master of ceremonies walked up with a coin and asked, if both parties agree, then they can compete directly, if they disagree, then they can decide by tossing the coin.

"Fists and kicks!"

"weapon!"

Several people from Lingnan chose fists and feet, while Hua Rong chose weapons.

The MC confirmed the words chosen by both parties corresponding to the coin, flicked the coin straight away, and the coin fell into the tray with the flower side facing up, and the Lingnan group won.

"Fighting and kicking!"

Wu Song is ready to fight, he is good at this.

"Hua Rong, let Erlang warm up!"

Sun Lei looked at Hua Rong and said with a smile.

As soon as Wu Song came on stage, a sense of oppression arose, like a tiger looking down on everyone.

"Why is he a monk?"

The 23rd team on the opposite side frowned when they saw Wu Song's outfit.

The fight started quickly. Wu Song didn't wait for these people to make a move. He stepped forward quickly and knocked the person who came onto the stage off the stage with one punch.

The crowd watching thought there would be a fierce fight between dragons and tigers, but they didn't expect it to end just as it began. They just blinked their eyes.

"what happened?"

“I didn’t see it clearly!”

"Did you fall down by yourself?"

The onlookers were whispering to each other. They had just seen that Jia Ershisan's martial arts skills were quite solid, especially his boxing, which was good for both offense and defense.

(End of this chapter)