Lord of the Desert

Chapter 125
The third day of February.

The light rain was like hair, and it started to fall from the early morning.

At Shen time (three o'clock in the afternoon), four uninvited guests arrived at the main entrance of Chi's house.

The Patriarch of the Chi family was startled, and the servants ran up to spread the news throughout the mansion in an instant.

It was as if a stone fell into an ancient pool, splashing circles of ripples.

Chi Xinchi and his clan brothers walked out quickly, at first they felt the wind was slightly damp and cold, but when they arrived at the martial arts arena, their coats were already soaked in rain.

There are several circles of people around the field.

"We have nothing else to say."

In the center of the crowd, Gong Mingyuan said to Chi Zhuiyuan with a smile on his face.

"Several juniors from my palace family came from afar, and after hearing about the reputation of the Jinhai family for a long time, they wanted to compete with your family's children."

"That's all."

Chi Xinchi pushed aside the crowd, entered the inner circle, and looked at the speaker at first sight.

This person wears a high crown and has a smooth chin. He is about forty years old.

Beside him, three young men in navy blue military uniforms stood proudly, each of them had a fair face, and veins were faintly visible under the skin.

"Three against three."

"According to the limit of the Tianjiao list, anyone under the age of 24 can play."

"There are no other rules, just click to the end."

Gong Mingyuan said meanderingly.

Chi Zhuiyuan stood aside with his hands behind his back, his face darkened, but he did not refuse.

He couldn't refuse either.

The palace family came to the door to ask for a battle, and showed off their chariots and horses. Cowardly fighting would only result in more losses than defeat.

"Just as the Elder Gong said."

Chi Zhuiyuan said, and then pointed out three people.

Chi Xinshi, who will be 24 years old, has two pulses.

Chi Ruida, who is 23 years old, is in the same vein.

The only person left is naturally the head of the Chi family and his own son.

Chi Xinchi came out silently, stood beside the two cousins, and looked at each other with the three members of the Gong family.

He had already expected this visit.

Two days ago, the first day of February, Shen Shi.

It was also these four people who visited the whirlpool door and asked for a discussion.

The Whirlpool Sect has sent out a senior brother Ding Yushi who has two bloodlines, a second senior brother Wen Hongzhen who has penetrated the peak, and Gao Junxia who has penetrated ten righteous cultivation bases.

As a result, the Gong family had only one player, winning three games in a row.

It is said that this person is not the strongest of the three.

On the same day, Ge Tianlang, the head of the whirlpool sect, bowed down willingly, and declared that the members of the whirlpool sect would stay away from the Gong family from now on.

"Uncle Yuan, I'll come first this time."

The middle-sized one among the three members of the Gong family said, and immediately stepped out.

"My lord, Gong Zi'an, is in the year of the crown, and has all three veins."

He bowed slightly to the members of the Chi family, and then unceremoniously extended his hand to challenge.

"Please enlighten me."

With all three veins, it surpassed everyone in the younger generation of the Chi family.

Without the need for the patriarch to speak, Chi Xinshi, the highest-cultivated man, took off his robe, revealing a sleeveless dress, and put it on without hesitation.

No red tape.

In the drizzle, the two exchanged hands and started fighting immediately.

The sparring went on smoothly, or in other words, it was too bland.

Gong Zi's Anxiu base is slightly higher, and her movements are obviously more flexible and faster than her opponent.

But his claws or palms' attacks fell on Chi Xinshi's body, leaving a few white marks at most.

The two of you come and go, and a dozen rounds will pass in no time.

"As expected of Iron Clothes Art."

Gong Zi'an found a gap and took a few steps away, speaking in praise.

"Even if it's an iron armor, after taking so many hits from me, it should be rotten."

He spoke in a leisurely manner, quite condescending.

Chi Xinshi didn't want to waste his time talking, and wanted to rush to attack, but pain suddenly appeared between his brows and eyes.

"Master Chi, do you feel discomfort in your arms?"

The corners of Gongzi'an's mouth curled up, and she smiled.

He raised his hand as he spoke.

Chi Xinshi couldn't bear the humiliation, the veins on her forehead were bulging, and she forced herself to move.

But it was still difficult for him to raise his hand.

"Third brother, why don't you use iron?"

Chi Xin reminded anxiously.

Iron casting is the killing method of the Chi family's Iron Clothes Art, which can strengthen the flesh and blood below the surface with true energy.

Once it is used, it can make the flesh and blood body gain several times the comprehensive strength of the iron body, which is enough to defend against the black iron blade for a short time.

Chi Xinshi charged silently, without replying.

Only Chi Ruida beside him replied in a low voice, with serious eyes: "I'm afraid your third brother has already used it..."

The field battle resumed.

However, Chi Xinshi, who cannot use his hands flexibly, falls into an absolute disadvantage.

After three rounds, he was unable to move normally due to severe pain and was forced to admit defeat.

"It's my turn."

Chi Ruida threw down the three characters, undressed and went into battle.

After eleven rounds, the corner of his mouth was bleeding, and he also lost.

There is only one person left in the Chi family.

"Chi Xinchi, nineteen years old, has reached the peak of cultivation..."

"Please enlighten me."

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The fifth day of February.

Sunny, slightly dusty.

There was a quarter of an hour's time difference, and there were already many good-natured people waiting in front of the Li Mansion.

A quarter of an hour later, the bell and drum tower sounded the sound of telling the time.

The figures of the four members of the Gong family happened to turn the corner.

"Golden sea martial arts are prosperous, and my palace family is far away in Tongguang, and it is also like thunder."

Facing Li Heming, Gong Mingyuan's posture was obviously lower, and his smile was more modest.

However, the strength in his bones has not changed at all.

"I sincerely ask Mr. He for permission to let the juniors learn from each other and improve themselves."

After a while, the Li family also named three people.

The leader is naturally the eldest son Li Shenji who has all four veins.

Half an hour later, the four members of the Gong family left unharmed.

The Li family announced that they would close their doors to thank guests that day.

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On the seventh day of February, the solar terms are frightening.

Awakening of Insects, the beginning of Maoyue, the fraction of Zhongchun, the hexagram is in the shaking position.

All things come out of the earthquake, which is the image of germination.

Last night the spring thunder sounded, waking up all the overwintering insects.

In the afternoon, Jinhai City was still overcast.

Even though the temperature has risen further, there are few pedestrians on the street.

Even though the store is operating normally, the stewards and the waiters seem to be absent-minded.

Everyone's thoughts are on the southwest corner of the city.

In Shenshi, the four members of the Gong family, accompanied by the Quan and Lu families, arrived in front of the Hong Mansion on time, and met Hong Ming and Qiu De who were waiting here earlier.

No tea, no courtesy.

Hong Ming didn't even bother to share his name with Gong Mingyuan, so he led with one hand and went directly to the martial arts arena.

Different from usual, today's Hong Mansion Martial Arts Field was packed with hundreds of people, making it extremely noisy.

But as soon as the palace family members arrived, the uproar stopped instantly.

Everyone in the Hong family is here, needless to say.

Around the school grounds, Ding Yushi, Gao Junxia from the Whirlpool Gate, Chi Xinchi from the Chi family and several of his family brothers, Li Shenji from the Li family, Cui Yutang, Zheng Fuqu and others were all lined up.

But mixed among hundreds of people, these young people above are not even worthy of a seat.

Gong Mingyuan took a look around, and his gaze was first directed to the very center.

There were two rows of high chairs there, and those who were qualified to sit were, as expected, the heads and senior officials of the three families, Zheng Zhun, the city guard, Ren Yuanlong, the Tongzhi, Gongsun Shi, the military supervisor, and Wen Zhongguan, the master, and other leaders of Jinhai.

The three families in the two cities of Tongguang and Yuquan originally came here for money.

But the matter has come to the present, not only the issue of Hongduo Mountain's wealth, but also related to the face of these three cities.

Gong Mingyuan was elected by the clan to lead the team, so naturally he would not be stage frightened.

He, Quan Kaihong, and Lu Yirui stepped forward to greet everyone in a graceful manner.

"I'm here just to learn from each other."

"It's still three against three."

"According to the limit of the Tianjiao list, anyone under the age of 24 can play."

"There are no other rules."

"With Lord Hong and Duke He here, there will be no surprises in the mere junior competition."

(End of this chapter)