The old man glanced at the leader of the Tianhu Sect with a bit of disdain in his eyes, then lightly rolled down his sleeves and said: "According to what you said, this person's martial arts skills are not bad. We just need to find out his identity. If
There is no need to antagonize them, so try not to conflict with them head-on."
"Yes." The leader of Humen felt a little unwilling, but he did not dare to refute the old man in front of him, so he could only frown and go down.
That man boasted of his martial arts skills, but he didn't give Humen any face at all. The Haotian Sect man could swallow this, but he couldn't. He had to find an opportunity to take the situation back, otherwise how could they live in Humen in the future?
As he was walking on the corridor, he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind, and two black figures came towards him, one behind the other, one large and one small, both wrapped in black cloaks.
The man in front only showed a pair of gloomy eyes. The leader of Humen secretly wondered that this martial arts competition was really a fight between gods. In just one day, he had encountered several masters with unfathomable strength. Obviously, the man in black cloak in front of him was one of them.
He was thinking in his mind that this man had a face that told strangers not to approach him. Generally, masters who lived in seclusion had some quirks, so the leader of Humen did not take the initiative to provoke him, and the two of them passed by each other.
At that moment, the leader of Humen suddenly noticed that the man next to him had stopped. He was a little curious but did not stop. He was observing the man from the corner of his eye.
He saw a pale, slender hand stretching out from the man's cloak and slapping him. The speed was so fast that he didn't even have time to react. His body froze on the spot, and his whole body was tense.
When he reacted, the man's hand pressed on the back of his neck. That was a weak point in the human body, and any martial artist with some common sense would know that.
After a long time, the mysterious man in black cloak withdrew his hand, turned and left.
At this moment, Ye Fuxun suddenly felt a twitch in her mind. She held her forehead and almost fell down, but was caught by Bai Yuxian, who had quick eyes and quick hands.
"The poison on the Humen people...is gone..." Ye Fuxun looked ahead in a daze and murmured.
Bai Yuxian frowned, Ye Fuxun's Gu skills were quite advanced, and ordinary people might not be able to detect them if they were hidden.
"Is that person related to Humen?"
Bai Yuxian then thought: "The Haotian Sect behind Humen... um... I'll send someone to check it out."
In the past two days, the spies below reported to Bai Yuxian that there was a force behind the scenes to find out his identity. Although the result was naturally not as they expected, they were able to alert the snake. The people below had hidden Bai Yuxian's identity very well. There must be someone from Humen.
No useful results can be obtained.
"Yunmu came here for this martial arts tournament. If he wants to get the Ice Blood Moth in a legitimate way, he needs an upright identity. Ordinary sects may not be enough, not even Humen, so the only choice is the Haotian Sect."
Ye Fuxun sighed. Taking part in this martial arts competition with Yunmu's qualifications and Gu skills is basically a dimension reduction attack. Isn't this bullying...
"It's okay to say that in other places, the Xu family is not very accommodating. If you want to get the ice blood moth, you still have to participate in the martial arts competition."
Ye Fuxun thought: "Then we just need to wait and see at the martial arts conference. However, there will be too many people at that time, and if we want to stop Yunmu and obtain the Ice Blood Moth, we can only take action at the martial arts conference, and we missed this opportunity.
, but just..."
Bai Yuxian smiled and said: "The mountain people have their own clever plans."
As time went by, the martial arts competition came as scheduled. The Xu family's martial arts competition was truly extraordinary.
For Jianghu people, all comers to the martial arts conference are welcome. Warriors who want to participate will report their names and origins, and the Xu family will also count them.
Then, based on the performance and qualifications of these people in the arena and the allocation of their respective martial arts, people with similar abilities will be put together in the same competition as much as possible. This will avoid the situation of unlucky draws with disparity in strength and suppressing morale.
, and not very ornamental.
Naturally, Bai Yuxian also reported his name, which was Bai Xiao.
Originally, Ye Fuxun did not need to participate, but this was the first time she encountered this scene and she eagerly signed up. Seeing this, Bai Yuxian could only shake her head helplessly and told Ye Fuxun to remember her own safety as the top priority.
As a result, one more person signed up was Bai Yue.
The place where the Xu family held the martial arts competition was in the courtyard of the Xu family. The lobby was emptied out. There was a large open space in the yard, and several competition stages were set up. The halls and pavilions on the water next to it were filled with seats and dwarfs.
The tables are well-proportioned and quite spectacular.
These hundreds or even thousands of seats were actually overcrowded. At a glance, there was a sea of people. Each sect held a group and sat together in one place. Even the banquet in the palace was not as lively as this martial arts conference.
At this time, there was still half an hour before the start of the martial arts competition, and no one from the Xu family had appeared yet. The maid Pinpin Tingting was walking around the place, serving tea and serving snacks. The yard of the Xu family was crowded with people, and trying to find Yunmu was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
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Ye Fuxun looked around and complained: "Even if my uncle is here, I may not be able to find him."
Bai Yuxian smiled, put his hand around Ye Fuxun's back, put his arm around her waist and lifted her up. A gust of wind whistled past, and in the blink of an eye the two of them appeared on the roof.
Although this rooftop is some distance from the yard, it is quiet and does not prevent them from seeing the scene clearly in the yard. They can sit or lie down. If they can have a jar of wine and talk about life ideals while drinking, it is considered a good place.
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After waiting leisurely, Xu He, the head of the Xu family, walked out surrounded by a group of people. Although he was a bit old, he was obviously energetic and looked like a kind old man.
Xu He first exchanged pleasantries with people from various sects, and then began a speech. They were all official speeches, which sounded boring.
Xu He's voice was neither high nor low, just covering the whole audience. It can be seen that his internal strength is deep enough to be able to handle it so well. It also established his authority. After a few words, everyone present looked at Xu He with respect.
A lot.
The person responsible for the "Weapons Spectrum" ranking this time is also the head of the Xu family, Xu He. It can be said that he is very convincing.
Accompanied by Xu He's voice, the disciples of the Xu family lined up and walked out each holding a brocade box. The brocade box was exquisitely made and looked beautiful in appearance. Inside, the prizes from the martial arts tournament were placed - those among the martial arts masters.
A treasure that people are looking for.
Those present in the arena who were well-informed probably knew exactly what was contained in these boxes. As soon as these boxes appeared, many people's eyes became intense.
It is said that a sword matches a hero. No matter how good your martial arts skills are, you still need a matching weapon to display them perfectly.
However, at this time, no one dared to think of seizing the treasure, which was simply overestimating one's own capabilities.