When it came out of the water and clouds, it was already dark.
Wuma Street is still very lively.
Various colorful lanterns embellish the streets and pedestrians.
Say goodbye to the senior brother's family.
Lu Changfeng pulled Chunzhu toward the martial arts hall ring venue.
"Wind, where are we going?"
Lu Changfeng smiled and said, "Didn't you always say that our martial arts school has not been opened and it's not enough to make ends meet? Starting tonight, we will become famous!"
Soon, the two walked to the center of Wuma Street.
A circular two-story building is the venue of the martial arts hall.
You can see that there are endless people coming to buy tickets.
Not only men, but also a family of four or five people who bring their families to watch the ring match.
Generally speaking, there is no blood in the ring competition. If you click until you click, the children will be very happy to watch it.
Lu Changfeng took Chunzhu straight to a registration point with less crowds.
There are very few people who sign up here.
Because registration for the martial arts hall competition is a little troublesome when registering for the first time.
After that, the martial arts school will evaluate your strength based on your performance and fame and automatically arrange your opponents.
"Are you here to sign up for the competition?" An old man said with a smile on the registration click.
These martial arts contestants are all sources of income for the venue, so of course they have to be treated friendly.
"Yes." Lu Changfeng nodded slightly.
"You know the requirements, right? You must be a warrior from Wuma Street Martial Arts Hall."
"Understand."
The old man nodded: "Okay, please report your name, address, and your identity in the martial arts hall. Don't fill in it in a random way. We will send someone to verify it in the future."
Lu Changfeng spoke, "Changle Martial Arts Hall, the address of the martial arts hall is No. 18, Xianghefang, Wuma Street."
"I am Lu Changfeng, the head of the martial arts hall, and my realm is...the sixth level of blood forging!"
Lu Changfeng did not hide his realm.
Despite the inheritance of [Fengtian Body-Forging Sword Technique] and the "Giant Elephant Girl", he should still have to wander for a long time in the blood-forging realm to achieve the goal in Lu Changfeng's heart, the Ninth Level of Blood-forging!
Therefore, it is not conspicuous to directly report the sixth level of blood forging.
"Sixth level of blood forging?"
"I want to learn from those big clans who have entered the seventh level of blood forging, and break through Yijin?"
"It's commendable to use your spirit!" the old man nodded and praised.
"Tell me about the martial arts you are good at, so that you can arrange your opponent!" the old man said again.
"I'm good at swordsmanship." Lu Changfeng spoke briefly.
The old man rustled and recorded it.
"Okay, the record is over, come here to report it in the future. You can go in and wait."
"Can you participate in the competition today?"
Lu Changfeng nodded: "I am coming to participate in the competition."
"Okay!"
The old man wrote another piece of paper and handed it to the servant on the side, who sent the paper into the place.
"You can go to the contestants' seat and wait!"
"Usually, within one hour, there will be an opponent's arrangement."
"By the way, the contestants are allowed to give away two audience seats."
The old man handed over two tickets made of bamboo strips, which had extremely complex pattern keys.
It was made by a famous pattern key master in Jiangzhou, and the serial number is updated every day to eliminate imitation!
Lu Changfeng nodded, handed one of the tickets to Chunzhu.
"Okay, watch it carefully in the audience. In the future, the martial arts school disciples will continue to be in full swing. You have to be responsible for the charges. The martial arts school accounting task will be handed over to you!" Lu Changfeng explained to Chunzhu.
Although I know that martial arts hall competitions are generally safe, Chunzhu still reminded: "Be careful, put your own safety first."
Lu Changfeng nodded slightly and watched Chunzhu enter the audience, and then stepped into the venue.
Following the passage, Lu Changfeng quickly arrived at the contestant's seat.
The venue position on the ring is very cleverly arranged.
The first floor is an ordinary auditorium, and the second floor is a separate private room with more expensive tickets.
The contestant seat is between the first and second floors and can face all audiences.
You can see that many people in the audience are holding the signs of their favorite contestants... to support?
Well, the martial arts atmosphere is really good, Lu Changfeng thought to himself.
Lu Changfeng walked towards the contestants' seat, and there were already dozens of contestants in the contestants' seat.
Lu Changfeng took a walk around the contestant's seat and glanced at everyone's talent.
Yes, many root bones are in Class A, and the most recent one is in Class B.
The most amazing thing is that two-thirds of the players have martial arts talents.
If you think about it carefully, it is true that only warriors with corresponding martial arts talents will have more outstanding combat power at the same level.
It is naturally easier to be recommended by the martial arts club to participate in the ring competition.
What disappointed Lu Changfeng was that he did not find the best sword talent.
Although other talents are good, they are not as attractive as Ren Jiegengu.
Lu Changfeng still decided to keep the copying opportunity for the time being to copy Zhao Xingtian's A-grade upper bone.
After all, Zhao Xingtian will definitely leave Lu Changfeng's side after completing the Jade Bone.
However, the players participating in the martial arts hall are different every day.
Next time I come here, Lu Changfeng may have new discoveries.
The competition rules on the ring are five minutes each round.
The winner was not decided within five minutes, so the winner was forced to stop and the winner was determined by the score of three referees.
In this way, the ring competition is very fast.
Lu Changfeng watched several games.
Ordinary competitions are not divided into realms, interspersed.
The blood-forging warriors who come on stage are generally above the third level.
There are also warriors in the Yijin Realm.
The martial arts hall is open at midnight.
When midnight is approaching, the martial arts hall will usher in the signboard main competition of the day.
They are all star players with winning streaks.
This is the most lively time for the entire venue.
The audience members can make a lot of money by selling alcohol in the audience.
The game of the Supreme One is going on quickly.
Because it has five minutes.
As soon as the players came on the court, they began to use their full strength quickly.
The fight was extremely fierce, but the players tried not to hurt anyone.
The arrangements of the venue are also very reasonable. Most of the contestants have similar realms and strengths. They are extremely fierce in the ring. They often decide the winner with a slight difference in the end.
The warriors cultivated in this kind of ring competition may not be good at fighting for life, but they must be extremely good at seizing the opportunity.
Lu Changfeng felt that this was something he needed to learn.
I spent less than an hour in the audience.
It's finally his turn to play.
The reporter shouted out the identity information of both parties.
"Party A player, Ye Zhiqiu, the owner of Qiuyue Sword Hall! Fifth level of blood! Four wins and one loss!"
"Player B, Lu Changfeng, the owner of Changle Martial Arts Hall! Blood forging... The sixth level, this is the preliminary competition, the record is zero!!"
Lu Changfeng's sixth level of blood forging attracted everyone's attention.
In Jiangnan Prefecture, most warriors will also choose to condense internal energy in the sixth level of blood.
After all, not everyone has enough roots and resources.
Lu Changfeng came on stage, and his opponent Ye Zhiqiu should have participated in the competition with the same goal of gaining popularity in the martial arts hall.
I saw his face slightly bitter. Obviously, he also realized that he would be suppressed by the sixth level of blood Lu Changfeng's realm, so he had to be more cautious on the field.