The chaos overnight was suppressed by the three great monks, and the martial arts competition that covered the eight human kingdoms was finally about to open.

Feng Wuxiang looked at the candles on the four walls and the food on the shelves, and finally nodded and said, "Brother, are you sure you are going to retreat here?"

"I'm very sure!"

Mingding said solemnly: "Second brother, I finally understand my father's painstaking efforts. He established the secret room in this secret room...the secret room...maybe not just to hide money, but to establish a shelter for me."

"Hide here, no one will find me. I will live a good life without being cold or hungry."

Feng Wuxiang said: "But alone here, you will be bored. Why don't you find two maids to come and accompany you?"

Mingding's face turned pale and he quickly said with a trembling voice: "Second brother, don't! The eldest brother is no longer the eldest brother of the past, so it's not a good woman."

He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists and said, "I will practice hard and work hard."

Feng Wuxiang's heart was a little uneasy.

For some reason, when he heard his elder brother's words, he immediately thought of Fei En...

Brother won’t start to like men, right?

Feng Wuxiang's tactics took two steps back to prevent accidents.

Then he smiled and said, "Since that's the case, I won't advise you. Remember what I said, come out in two days, no matter what happens, open my tips and you will know what to do."

Ming Ding said with a heavy emphasis: "I understand, but I am so dangerous outside, why don't you stay here and accompany me!"

Feng Wuxiang took a few steps back and said solemnly: "Brother, I understand you. If you have the chance in the future, I will introduce Fei En to you."

After saying that, he ran away without looking back.

Damn, it's so scary, this brother has become such a person.

Then I would rather he be like before, Versailles.

"Why did it take so long to come out! The competition is about to begin!"

Murong Rouru complained a little and urged: "Hurry, hurry up, go to the Palace Square, the stands have been set up there and the formation has been laid out. If you don't go, you won't be able to see the good show."

She dragged Feng Wuxiang forward, with amazing strength.

Feng Wuxiang smiled and said, "You said you are not interested in other things except for martial arts competitions? You are so fierce last night, and today's martial arts competitions will not be too harmonious."

"What do you know?"

Murong Rouru waved his hand and said, "The purpose of this competition is to make it last. With a powerful person like Yu Mingzi, who dares to act rashly?"

Speaking of this, she said again: "I can't figure out those complicated issues. We are stupid and like to hit people."

"You will know when it's my turn to play."

Feng Wuxiang could say anything, but could only smile bitterly.

I hurried to the Palace Square, and it was indeed crowded. Most of the people in hundreds of thousands of royal capitals came, as well as cultivators from all over the world and countries who watched the fun, as well as geniuses participating in the competition.

Each of them looked extremely arrogant and looked down on the world, but their faces were a little pale. You could tell at a glance that the injury had not healed yet.

Feng Wuxiang saw the Peacock Taoist girl in the crowd immediately.

She stood quietly, her eyes were extremely deep, her long hair was flowing, and she was wearing an ancient Taoist robe, and was faintly out of the dust, incompatible with the noise around her.

When she saw Feng Wuxiang, she slightly pointed her head and signaled.

Feng Wuxiang nodded, and then looked into the middle.

The square has been restored and covered with grayish-white stone slabs, extremely flat.

It can be seen faintly that there is a faint flow of light on it, forming patterns.

The formation has obviously taken effect, and it is enough to support the young geniuses in fighting.

Fan Leixiu was very imposing today. He was wearing a big phoenix robe with red background and a gorgeous head crown and jewelry. The queen's posture was undoubtedly revealed.

She used to be as indifferent as water.

She is now graceful and noble.

Her eyes were gray, exuding a sharp majesty, her eyes swept around and said in a deep voice: "The founding of the country in Zhongshan was held, and the world martial arts competition was held. Heroes gathered here, which is a grand event that has not been seen in a century."

"As the eldest princess of Zhongshan, I represent Zhongshan, I welcome all the geniuses and seniors."

"The rules of the competition have been announced in the world, and you must know it."

"But I would like to say more, this competition is about harmony, and it must be the key. If there is any offense, don't blame me for turning against you."

After saying polite words, the competition began directly.

Everyone has already learned about the ranking of the appearance and the information about the enemy through the notice, and they have a clear idea of ​​it.

The first scene is the highlight.

Ling Quzi, the chief disciple of Lingyang Holy Mountain, fights against Chu, the saint descendant of Daluo Holy Land.

These two are all popular figures today. The former is well versed in Taoism and is the best of the peers of Lingyang Holy Mountain.

The latter has amazing martial arts talent. Although his soul has just returned to his position, no one has ever doubted his strength.

"Fellow Taoist Lingquzi, I have been relied on for a long time."

Sun Chu no longer had the arrogant and arrogant he had before, but was humble and polite.

Ling Quzi clasped his fists and said, "Brother Sun, we are making friends through martial arts, and friendship is the best."

Everyone around nodded and couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"I am worthy of being a disciple of the famous sect of the Holy Dao. I speak with politeness and grace."

"Yes, it's obviously a competition, but it's so humble and kind."

"This time, let's just click."

Feng Wuxiang was a little surprised. Did everyone not be affected by the curse during the day? He actually started to be polite?

Or did Fan Leixi show his strength last night and calm these geniuses?

In a while of confusion, Yu Akiko said: "The competition begins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Chu punched Ling Quzi directly into Ling Quzi's crotch, and at the same time, several hidden weapons shot out from his cuff and headed straight to Ling Quzi's throat.

Lingquzi was shocked, and with a wave of his right hand, a handful of pink gray immediately sprinkled out, covering everyone's sight.

The venue suddenly became boiling and everyone applauded.

Feng Wuxiang opened his mouth wide and could hardly believe his eyes.

Damn? This is called time to end?

The beginning is the next three ways, and the dignified saint uses hidden weapons?

The pink ash of Lingquzi is clearly a sensation-induced medicine powder specially used for spiritual beasts. If people suck it in, they may have blood vessels exploded on the spot...

Which one of them is not a killer move? And it is the most vicious killer move!

"Ha! Sun Chu, you despicable villain, actually use hidden weapons and have no morals at all. Don't you know how to stop?"

While Ling Quzi spoke, he did not delay sprinkling powder, and stabbed him with a sword at the same time.

Sun Chu even shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, I have used all the medicine powder for the spirit beasts, so why are you still pretending to be noble?"

"This Holy Son will ride on you like a spirit beast!"

"This saint son will also be like a spiritual beast breeding, shattering your flesh and bones, and stab you into a human leather hood!"

Feng Wuxiang immediately took a breath of cold air. Damn, Sun Chu is a master of metaphor, bragging emperor!

Why can't I think of this way of shouting harsh words?

At the same time, the battleground divided next door also began.

They are all the same vicious moves, each of which is aimed at killing people, fighting in full swing.

This is not a competition, it is obviously more terrifying than a duel. Is this a vendetta?

In this case, someone soon couldn't stand it.

One of the geniuses was tricked by the other party with a sentence "Who is behind you?" and was directly stabbed in the face of distraction.

Another master was so angry that he was blown away on the spot by the other party's words "Your mother is dead". He was so angry that he was shattered and was cut into two pieces.

Feng Wuxiang pressed his forehead and was no longer able to complain.

What are these? Are these fucking geniuses? The Holy Son?

He is less graceful than his mother.

All kinds of swear words, routines and methods are emerging one after another, and the attacking tricks are uninterrupted, and there are many people who can swear more than Sun Chu.

This made Feng Wuxiang excited, and he almost shouted "There is no Ultraman in the world" to make a mentality. If you really can't say "Your shoes are fake."

"It's all fucking messed up."

Feng Wuxiang sighed helplessly.

As the referee, Taoist Master Yu Mingzi, who upholds justice, not only did not stop him, but also said with a smile: "It should be like this for the competition. It is important to be harmonious."

The other powerful people in the Sci-Xiao nodded and agreed.
Chapter completed!