Of course Zhao Hao knew what a martial arts contest meant. To put it simply, it meant that both parties set rules and competed.

However, he was not very clear about the specific rules of the Taihua Tribe's competition. After all, he was not originally from the Taihua Tribe and had never been to the Taihua Tribe before.

Ji Rushuang actually doesn't know much about this, because she has never competed with anyone in martial arts since she was so old.

She is the most powerful among the younger generation in Nanhua. Who dares to compete with her? She has never even seen a martial arts competition. Speaking of rules, she has never heard of any martial arts competition rules. She went to ask about it specifically.

Her eldest uncle Ji Wei.

Ji Wei just said vaguely that the rules were agreed upon by both parties in the competition and had nothing to do with other people.

So, how do the two parties come to an agreement?

At noon the next day, Grand Elder Nanhua finally sent someone to notify them and let them go to the banquet.

The purpose of attending the banquet may be to agree on the rules of the competition.

Grand Elder Nanhua was quite polite and invited all the seven people left in the courtyard to the banquet. Ji Rushuang, on the other hand, treated them as Nanhua's accompanying them to the banquet and never separated from them.

After a group of eight people arrived at the courtyard of Grand Elder Nanhua, they were led to the big house in the middle.

At this time, many tables had been set up in the house. There were roughly ten tables on the left and right sides of the door, two in the front and eight in the back. Elder Nanhua sat alone at the top.

At this time, Ji Song didn't seem to have arrived yet. When the elder Nanhua saw them coming, he just nodded slightly, then pointed to the person on the left and said politely: "Chief Haotian, please sit down, Rushuang, you

Are you keeping me company? The rest of you, please sit in the back."

This tone, this expression? They are completely different from when he was alone with Ji Rushuang. At first glance, he looks like the kind of big shot who holds great power.

Zhao Hao didn't say much. He just cupped his hands slightly and said thank you, then sat down on the left side. Ji Rushuang followed him and sat in the front row on the left side. The other six people sat behind them.

Already.

They sat there for a while before Ji Wei came in with a young man wearing a brocade robe.

This guy is really very impressive. Not to mention his clothes. Just talking about the entourage, there are eight people behind him, four men and four women. The men are all strong and powerful people. The women are all.

Are they cute and charming people? Moreover, these eight people all have magic weapons on their waists!

Are these eight masters with strength exceeding 10,000 kilograms?

Zhao Hao frowned slightly when he saw this.

If it's a comparison between divine weapons, he is really incomparable to others.

But? Fortunately, everyone is not fighting in groups? Even if they only have one magic weapon here, everyone will take turns to use it.

Ji Song seemed a little dissatisfied with the arrangements made by the Grand Elder Nanhua. After he glanced at Zhao Hao and Ji Rushuang, he snorted slightly. Then, he pretended to bow his hand to the Grand Elder Nanhua and sat down on the right side.

Grand Elder Nanhua still had a majestic face with no expression on his face.

After everyone was seated, he said loudly: "Let's serve wine and food."

Soon, two teams of girls carrying large wooden trays filed in and placed a table of dishes and a large jar of wine on each table.

This dish is nothing more than something that walks in the sky, crawls on the ground, or swims in the water, and they are all ordinary varieties. There is not even a trace of exotic animal meat. Zhao Hao is naturally not interested in these. He is just a little curious, Taihua

It’s just about what the wine tastes like.

After the food and wine were served, the Grand Elder of Nanhua finally raised the pottery bowl containing the wine and said, "Welcome Elder Ji Song and Chief Haotian to Nanhua, please."

After saying that, he drained the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

Does this mean it’s time to eat?

Zhao Hao quickly imitated the behavior of Ji Wei opposite him, raised the pottery bowl, drank it in one gulp, then picked up the chopsticks and prepared to eat.

To be honest, the wine made by Taihuabu is really not that good, it just has a little bit of wine flavor. It is similar to Japanese sake of later generations. It is like rice wine mixed with a lot of water, which is bland and tasteless.

This food and wine is really tasteless, it would be better to eat rice.

Zhao Hao was eating and drinking like that mechanically, but he was thinking about the rules of the competition in his mind.

How are these rules determined?

Finally, Ji Song, who was sitting across from him, slowly put down his chopsticks and said proudly: "The leader of Haotian, right? I wonder how strong your Haotian tribe is."

At this time, naturally he could not give in. Zhao Hao also slowly put down his chopsticks and pretended to be: "It should be a little better than the average tribe."

Ji Song sneered lightly and said calmly: "Is that so? It's not interesting for us to just sit here and eat. How about we have a competition?"

Let's compete, who is afraid of whom?

Zhao Hao said calmly: "Okay, how do you want to compete? How about we have a match first?"

He is relatively confident in his own strength. Regardless of his strength, the armor he wears under his tiger skin coat can have unexpected effects. If there is a real fight, he can ignore Ji Song's sword style.

Just go up and give this guy a few hard blows.

When Ji Song heard this, he couldn't help but frown.

This guy is so calm, he has confidence in his own strength!

He thought for a while, then shook his head slightly and said: "You and I, let's forget it. After all, we are both leaders, and fighting will easily hurt our friendship. Why don't we let the generals under us compete?"

This guy pretends to be a master, but turns out to be a coward.

Zhao Hao said rather disdainfully: "That's okay, tell me, how do we compare?"

Why does this guy have such a loud tone?

Could it be that all the generals under him are very powerful?

Ji Song is not a fool. In terms of martial arts experience, he is much stronger than Zhao Hao.

He stared at Zhao Hao for a while, and then slowly said: "It would be too boring to compete with fists and kicks. It is easy to hurt others with magic weapons. Otherwise, we will compete with ordinary weapons and win two out of three games."

, stop when there is blood, and stop until the point is reached.”

Compared with weapons?

Is this guy probably out of his mind?

Could it be that this guy thinks that the Haotian tribe still uses tree spears and stone axes?

Zhao Hao just thought about it for a moment and realized that this guy probably really thought that the Haotian tribe still used tree spears and stone axes.

Because A Hua, Ah Shan and A Huo, apart from A Hua who brought a magic weapon, the other two did not bring any weapons.

It's not that they didn't have weapons. The main reason was that their weapons were too big and it was inconvenient to bring them to eat, so Zhao Hao didn't let them bring them.

Unexpectedly, by some mistake, Ji Song was allowed to dig a hole and bury himself.

Compared with ordinary weapons, you are looking for abuse.

Zhao Hao nodded without hesitation: "Okay, then let's let them get their own weapons."

He had already seen that the eight people following Ji Song were armed with magic weapons and ordinary weapons, so they must also go to get them.

Sure enough, Ji Song nodded without hesitation: "Okay, let them get their own weapons first."

After saying that, he waved his hand directly behind him, and the four strong men immediately stood up and walked out quickly.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Hao waved his hand behind him, signaling Ahua and the others to get their respective weapons.
Chapter completed!