The devil descended from the sky, and his fists suppressed the mountains and rivers

Chapter 119: Auditions begin, Wu appears in the world and causes controversy (Part )
"Yes, including the subsequent provincial competitions, we also plan to invite you to be a guest judge. Of course, if you find it troublesome, forget it. Everything is up to you."

Mu Huaidong said in a very respectful tone.

"It's not a problem at the moment."

Yi Beidou said.

This kind of event is probably rare in ancient and modern times. Although he will not go on stage to compete, he can participate in it, meet the young talents, and see the methods of all parties.

After returning from his visit with Tao Zihong, Yi Beidou became more and more willing to integrate into the times.

In this era, miracles will happen.

"That's great, I'll let you know once we have arranged it."

Mu Huaidong hung up the phone happily.

Soon, nearly another month had passed.

The registration for the Wuyinglunhui has completely ended, and the public opinion and attention it has attracted in Donghua are increasing.

Finally, under the attention of the public, Donghua's first Wuyinglunhui auditions will be held simultaneously across the country tonight.

The northern suburbs of Wencheng.

Yi Beidou was preparing to take a car to the venue.

Now the car was empty, with Yang Mutong the only one left by his side.

After all, Meng Qianyuan is Wei Cheng's disciple, so he needs to return to Kyoto to represent the school in the competition. Zhou Baiwei also had a master under him before, and now he also returns to the province where his master is located to participate in the competition.

This is a cause and effect entanglement that is difficult to escape. Yi Beidou has no sect or school, so he doesn't care about these things.

Yang Mutong has an older brother who can represent the Yang family in the competition, so she chose to stay with Yi Beidou and participate in the competition in Wencheng.

As a special member of the organizing committee, Yi Beidou had a seed recommendation quota, which could have allowed Yang Mutong to skip the auditions and advance to the provincial competition.

But Yang Mutong gave up using this quota.

She thinks that she is too young and lacks experience in competing against others. She hopes to proceed steadily, step by step, starting from the auditions to accumulate experience for herself.

Yi Beidou thought there was some truth in it and agreed to her request.

Just as Yi Beidou was driving to the venue.

the other side.

Wencheng Gymnasium, main hall.

This main hall can accommodate 4,000 spectators and is the largest indoor sports venue in Wencheng. It has hosted many sports events.

Jiang Yiyang and a total of 35 members of Dechang University Martial Arts Club had just arrived at their destination, got off the bus and came to the square in front of the gymnasium.

"Are these people here to watch the auditions?"

Jiang Yiyang looked at the crowd waiting in line to enter the square with some surprise.

He originally thought that since it was just a regional audition, there wouldn't be many people watching.

"I heard from Senior Pan that this Wuying Forum is very popular in related circles, so not only ordinary citizens like us come to watch, but also many people who are in the martial arts circle themselves."

A tall woman heard Jiang Yiyang's question and spoke with a smile.

She has a beautiful face, fashionable clothes and a pair of long, straight and strong legs. It's a pity that the weather is getting colder now, otherwise if she wore hot pants, the visual effect would be even more shocking.

Shen Jiayue, Vice President of the Martial Arts Club of Dechang University.

"Senior Shen, I heard that Senior Pan has successfully registered and will also be competing on stage later. Which round is he in?"

Another cute-looking girl asked curiously.

"I don't know either. It is said that the opponents will be decided by drawing lots on the big screen. No one can say for sure which game Senior Pan will play in."

Shen Jiayue shook her head and said.

"I heard that all the contestants in this competition have to sign a 'life and death agreement'. Is that true? Will the scene be bloody?"

A classmate asked.

"That's called a waiver agreement. All competitions of this kind will sign it. I don't know if it's a gimmick. I hope it's not really like what people say online, a group of masters throwing turtle punches on the stage."

A girl whispered.

"It shouldn't be the case this time. With so many people in the circle coming, I'm afraid we can see real kung fu. Well, we'll know what it is like after we check our tickets and go in to take a look." Shen Jiayue led everyone to line up for ticket checking.

The on-site ticket checking is quite strict. You must show your ID card and undergo facial recognition, and minors are not allowed to enter the venue.

About half an hour later, the group from Dechang University completed the ticket check and entered.

The entire venue is similar to a basketball arena, with passages for players on both sides, but the entire middle is surrounded by iron fences.

The size of the entire ring is not as small as the boxing ring. It is at least as large as a basketball court.

At first glance, it seems somewhat similar to the Colosseum in ancient Rome, except that there is a large, all-round high-definition screen on top that can broadcast game images to viewers at a distance.

This is to allow both parties to show their skills to the fullest. Otherwise, due to the size of the venue, many methods would be difficult to use.

Is the venue so big?
Everyone was slightly surprised and realized the difference of this Wuying Ronkai.

Judging from the layout of this venue, it is clear that the competition here is most likely not the so-called "martial arts" competition that was held before.

Otherwise, the best option is to just build a small platform. There is no need to go through so much trouble.

They all began to look forward to it.

Other people in the venue were also whispering in tones of anticipation and excitement.

The game was about to start soon, and the venue, which could accommodate 4,000 people, had an occupancy rate of at least 80%, indicating that it was quite popular.

The host and referee entered, and the three judges took their seats.

The referee was a tall, middle-aged man with an intimidating look. He was a martial artist from the local school in Wencheng.

Among the three judges, one was quite young and the other two looked old.

But the strange thing was that the two elderly men respectfully invited the young man to sit on the judges' seat.

Moreover, behind the young man, there was a girl with outstanding temperament and impeccable appearance, who was very conspicuous.

It was Yang Mutong.

She decided to start from the auditions. She also has a match tonight, but the order of the matches is decided by a computer draw, so she is not sure when it will be her turn.

During this period of time, she followed Yi Beidou and was able to witness the live game more clearly, which could be considered a small benefit of her privilege.

After all, those who are able to register and be selected by the official are people who have a certain foundation in martial arts, and perhaps they can learn something.

"Those three are the judges, right? Who is the guy sitting in the main seat? He's so young? The other two judges look older, so why are they so respectful to him?"

"That's right. Isn't inheritance and seniority the most important thing in the martial arts circle? It seems that the young man is of extraordinary status."

"Damn, did you see the girl behind him? She's so pretty! She's prettier than many big stars!"

"That young man must be a relative of the organizer, right? He is so young, he can't be a senior in the martial arts world, right? He can sit in the main seat of the judges? Is there something fishy going on?"

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Some ordinary citizens who are not aware of the situation are quite puzzled by this.

Not only ordinary citizens, many of the audience were from the martial arts circle, and they seemed even more puzzled at this moment.

These people were able to recognize that the other two judges were: one was the leader of a local school in Wencheng, a veteran martial artist who had reached the soul-stealing realm, while the other was of even higher status, he was Wu Xianjue, the leader of the Five Fires Refining Sect, a true soul-stealing master.

The Wuhuo Lianzhen Sect is one of the largest sects in the entire Han Province. It has many industries and complex relationships. Wu Xianjue himself is also very powerful. What kind of young man can make him so respectful?
However, no one answered their questions. After the judges took their seats, the host began his passionate speech.

Regarding the introduction of the referee and judges, the middle-aged referee and the two older generation martial artists were very detailed, but when it came to Yi Beidou, he was just mentioned lightly as "Mr. Yi", which made people even more curious about the identity of the young man.

However, this curiosity was soon forgotten by everyone.

After the host finished his speech and explained the rules of the competition, he announced the official start of the first round of the Wencheng auditions and entered the draw phase for the first game.

Amidst warm cheers from the audience, two names began to scroll in two different red and blue areas on the huge screen hanging in the air.

Ding! !

Suddenly, the screen made a slight sound and the names scrolling on the big screen stopped.

The name displayed in the blue area is "Pan Hexuan".

The name displayed in the red area is "Yang Mutong".

(End of this chapter)