Time and Space Development Guide

Chapter 182 Martial Arts Conference ([-])

"what!"

The man with the brows and the mouse face let out a scream, and saw an object on the back of his head, it looked...it was a teacup.

"Third brother?! You are courting death!"

Seeing that the man with the brow and mouse face was killed, the short and fat black man let out an angry roar, and immediately rushed towards those sitting people with a short stick. face.

"Second, don't..."

Seeing that the third child was killed by a tea bowl, the sitting boss was shocked by the skill of the person who gave out the tea bowl, and wanted to tell the short and fat black man not to act rashly, because the enemy is very strong.

But the short and fat black man had already rushed out, so he had no choice but to follow suit. His feet touched the ground, and the body sitting on the stool slid back and stood up. At the same time, a large ball of green powder spilled from his sleeve, It was like a green cloud covering the tea table where those people were sitting.

But before the green cloud arrived, it was bound together by a tyrannical force, condensed into a green line, and flew back. The boss of the three monsters in the Western Regions seemed to be imprisoned by something, his mouth opened, and then The green horse that flew back was poured violently from its mouth.

His complexion turned blue in an instant, and the power that restrained him dissipated. He hurriedly took out various small porcelain bottles in his arms, intending to use the antidote to detoxify himself, but the small porcelain bottle that had just waited for him to take out the antidote The porcelain bottle, just opened it, before pouring the antidote into his mouth, he died from the poison.

The short and fat black man rushed past with the double sticks, one of them just swept away with a flick of his sleeves, a teacup on the table flew towards him, the short and fat black man quickly blocked it with the two sticks in his hand.

"boom"

The teacup collided with the double sticks, the teacup was not made of iron, and was shattered immediately, but the shattered fragments passed through the double sticks and shot into the chunky black man's body, instantly killing him.

"Store, pay the bill! There are seven of us in total. We drank three pots of tea and broke two tea bowls in the store. According to the current bowl price here, we should pay fourteen Wen. Right, store?"

The old man pulled the little girl to stand far away, and he didn't dare to talk to these people at all. These people were too fierce, and three of them died as soon as they made a move.

"Here's the money, shopkeeper!"

Seeing this, the personnel of the Daxia State Armed Forces Department put a dozen copper coins on the table and walked out of the tea shop.

Seeing that these people were about to walk outside the tea shop, the old man hesitated for a moment, and suddenly said: "Heroes, to relieve the danger of the old man and his granddaughter, do you dare to ask your names?"

One replied with a smile: "Heroes? We are not heroes, we are from Daxia!"

The personnel of the Great Xia National Armed Forces Department are not afraid of revealing their identities, and there is no prohibition from above, because they came here this time to make trouble.

Hearing that these people claimed to be from Daxia, both the old man and the little girl lowered their heads, not daring to ask any more questions. The personnel of the Daxia National Military Department just shook their heads and smiled. They knew how famous Daxia was among the people in the Northern Song Dynasty, and they were completely demonized .

After the members of the Daxia National Armed Forces Department left, the little girl tugged at the old man's sleeves, and asked in a low voice, "Daddy, they are from Daxia. Didn't it mean that Daxia eats people's hearts and thirsts for human blood..."

The old man immediately covered the little girl's mouth, and looked cautiously outside the tea shop. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he let go of his hand, and solemnly said: "Little Lian, remember, today I met you. Don't tell others about the Xia people."

Xiaolian nodded repeatedly.

The old man looked at the direction in which the members of the National Armed Forces Department left, and said in a low voice: "The outside world is all rumors, and the Daxia people may not be what the rumors say."

On the second day, the gate of the Shaolin Temple was opened wide, and two groups of Shaolin disciples stood on both sides of the road entering the temple with sticks in their hands. Groups of martial arts practitioners were entering the temple from this road.

There are monks checking the hero cards in front of the temple gate. When a river and lake person enters the temple with a hero card, he will shout "XX sent XX heroes!" "XX ancestors are here!"

Shaolin is very busy today.

The last time it was so lively, it was when the dragons and dragons gathered in Shaolin, but that time Shaolin was so humiliated that the abbot of the temple was tortured to death with a cane. Fortunately, the eminent monk who swept the scriptures pavilion saved Shaolin's face.

Seeing the heroes from all over the world enter Shaolin, Shaolin monks are all smiles, perhaps because of this conference, Shaolin will regain its prestige, even if it wins the position of the leader of martial arts, it will be even more prosperous than before.

Since martial arts practitioners from all walks of life were to be welcomed, the martial arts conference opened in the afternoon.

It was spring and the weather was not too hot.

"Brother Abbot, everything is ready!"

In the Shaolin Temple, one side prepared the arena, the abbot Zhixuan of the Shaolin Temple heard the words of his junior brother Zhiqing, nodded, and said to a group of famous martial arts experts beside him: "Everyone, wait for a while, the old monk will go back as soon as he goes."

"Abbot, let's go, the conference is important, don't bother me."

"..."

The old monk Zhixuan got up from a group of famous martial arts masters, floated out, and landed on the ring. This light skill made the audience in the audience praise him in amazement.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, and the abbot's skills have improved to a higher level."

"This hand lightness skill is extremely wonderful, I can't match it!"

"..."

Old monk Zhixuan heard the compliments coming from all around, his face was calm, he first said "Amitabha!", and then said: "My comrades are able to come here today, I would like to thank you all.

Today, my Shaolin convened a martial arts conference, just because the Daxia monster perverted the land in the north and harmed all comrades. If the Daxia monster is allowed to continue like this, the world will be in chaos. carry on.

It is my Shaolin's responsibility to eliminate demons and protect the Tao for the common people in the world. The purpose of holding this martial arts conference in this temple is to choose a martial arts leader, and he will lead all comrades to eliminate the big Xia monster and restore peace to the world. "

Many people down there disdain Abbot Shaolin's words, but they certainly won't show it. Instead, they all praise the abbot for his uprightness, uprightness and great virtue, and Shaolin is worthy of being the pillar of righteousness...

"This time, all factions can send people to participate in the selection of the leader of the martial arts, and choose the person with excellent martial arts and character as the leader. The martial arts will be decided by a ring competition. The participants of each faction will be compared in groups of two, and the winner will advance to the next stage. , the loser is eliminated. The character is determined by his past deeds, and his colleagues' evaluation of him."

"In martial arts competitions in the arena, weapons can be used, but concealed weapons, poisons, etc. are not allowed. In martial arts competitions, no intentional injury to people's lives is allowed. Anyone who violates the rules will be disqualified. Those who are unable to fight again, those who admit defeat, and those who fall off the ring will all be defeated. By……"

The old monk Zhixuan explained many rules in a row, and finally said: "If you have any objections to this meeting, you can raise them now."

Shaolin Temple has considered it quite comprehensively. Of course, it is not comparable to the complicated rules of some competitions in later generations, but basically all the points that should be considered have been considered, and the martial arts players who came here have no opinions.

But at this moment, a voice came, "A group of martial arts three-legged cats dare to hold a martial arts conference here to choose the leader of the martial arts. It's really a joke! It's just a group of underworld gangsters gathered to elect the gangster leader."

"Who?"

This voice made everyone in the Northern Song Dynasty Wulin furious. They looked everywhere, looking for the person who spoke, and soon saw several people standing on a roof, looking at them.

"Where is the madman? Report your name!"

"It is said that grandpa is a three-legged cat kung fu. If you have it, grandpa will let you try it."

"..."

The Wulin people of the Northern Song Dynasty shouted loudly, the old monk Zhixuan, the abbot of Shaolin, frowned after seeing a few people, and then said: "If I guessed correctly, the benefactors should come from the north."

The personnel of the Ministry of National Armed Forces did not deny it, and directly admitted: "Yes, we are the so-called 'Great Xia Demon' in your mouth!"

After admitting it, the member of the Ministry of National Armed Forces said again: "Old monk, do you dare to ask me to participate in your kitten and puppy meeting? If you don't dare, just refuse. If we participate, we will chase the cat and beat the dog." Get up, I'm afraid you won't look good on the face."

The old monk Zhixuan frowned, and those famous martial arts masters in the Northern Song Dynasty also frowned, wondering what these Daxia people meant?
Some young people and people with more stubborn temperaments in the martial arts of the Northern Song Dynasty have already shouted: "Abbot, let these monsters participate, and I will beat them to death in the ring. Killing the monsters should not be considered a violation of the rules, right?"

(End of this chapter)