"Father, I want to go and see the excitement. The world of the Song Dynasty seems to be in chaos. It is a good time to promote the prestige of my Zeng family and attract heroes from all over the world. When the world is in chaos, my Zeng family may still be able to dominate.
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The eldest son Zeng Tu was very ambitious, and they were not from the Song Dynasty. Seeing the war in the Song Dynasty, they could not help but feel a little more ambitious.
"Tai Gong, my little brother Xiao Li Guang Hua Rong is unparalleled in archery. You can also join us in the championship ring."
Song Jiang quickly recommended Xiao Li Guanghuarong. Wang Lun’s championship arena is a general term with different specific projects, such as the best archery stage in the world, the best power stage in the world, the best martial arts stage in the world, the best sumo wrestling stage in the world, etc.
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"You guys should be careful. Safety comes first. It doesn't matter whether there are too many Qingzhou Cauldrons."
Zeng Taigong looked at the people in the hall. He was unwilling to take risks, but looking at the youth's impetus, it was not easy to suppress him. He could only give him numerous warnings and instructions to put his life first.
Before leaving, Song Jiang avoided everyone, held Hua Rong's hand alone, and said viciously: "There will be an archery competition in the arena set up by Wang Lun. Wang Lun will definitely come to watch the competition. You don't have to care about the outcome, just
I fired a cold arrow on the ring and killed Wang Lun, which was my first achievement."
When Wang Lun dies, Liangshan will inevitably be leaderless. With Song Jiang's reputation in the world, I will raise my arms and contact the original subordinates of the Qingzhou Alliance. I may not be able to succeed Wang Lun and become the second leader of Liangshan.
When the time comes, with the power of Liangshan, if I can punch Wang Qing, kick Fang La, and beat Tian Hu with a stick, I will become famous all over the world and leave my name in history. Can the Zhao Guan family give me a high official title?
Hey hey hey~
Hearing this, Hua Rong nodded, suddenly froze for a moment, and said with some astonishment: "Brother Gongming, if you want to win the arena, Liangshan must be heavily guarded. If I shoot Wang Lun, won't all the heroes in Liangshan rush forward and ask me to take my place?"
Will Wang Lun pay with his life?"
Even though Hua Rong is very skilled in martial arts and can dominate the world with his superb shooting ability, he cannot withstand the anger of all the heroes in Liangshan.
Song Jiang's eyes were a little dodgeful, he smiled, and held Hua Rong's hand tightly: "Brother Hua Rong is concerned about this. Now that I have thought of this method, I have naturally made complete preparations. Half of the heroes in Liangshan are originally from our Qingzhou Alliance.
, when I raise my arms and call out, they will naturally respond and seize the power of Liangshan."
"Once Wang Lun dies, there will be chaos in Jeju City, and representatives of other forces will definitely take the opportunity to cause trouble. Even Wang Lun's confidants will be in a state of distress, and they will not be able to care about their virtuous brother."
"Moreover, brother, I have already arranged people in Jeju City. As soon as Wang Lun dies, we will set fires everywhere and pretend that the army is attacking. The city is in chaos. With my skills as a good brother, I think it will be no problem to escape while taking advantage of the chaos."
Song Jiang patted his chest and assured Hua Rong that my brother had anticipated all dangers and I was fully prepared. Just go ahead with peace of mind.
"So that's it. Brother really has a clever plan. I'm leaving now. Brother Gongming, take care."
When Hua Rong heard this, he was filled with joy. He was worthy of being an elder brother, and he would never cheat me.
The imperial court, Fang La, Tian Hu, and Wang Qing all sent experts to participate in the competition. People from other forces in the world also participated, either as teams or as lone rangers. In short, everyone gathered in Jeju City.
On the fifth day of May, the Dragon Boat Festival, Wang Lun's competition arena in Jeju City officially began.
"The situation in Jeju City is calm. It seems that Wang Lun has some abilities."
A young man with a handsome face followed a few big men to the competition arena in the city, looked around at the situation in Jeju, and whispered to his brother beside him.
"Sister, don't underestimate this Jeju City. Look at those people buying food on the street. Most of them are pretending to be people from Liangshan. There must be a lot of people lurking in the houses in this city. Even outside the city, there are big people.
Prepare the military, this is Wang Lun's territory, don't underestimate Wang Lun."
Xiaoyang Youji Pang Wanchun shook his head and whispered, this is his precious sister, and he would not be willing to bring her out unless she insisted on watching the fun.
"Okay, brother, let's go!"
Pang Qiuxia was a little jealous. This brother just liked to make a fuss, so she pulled Pang Wanchun forward.
"I didn't expect that after Wang Lun took over the state capital, Jeju did not decline, but became much more prosperous than before."
Among the crowd, a young man carrying a quiver said secretly.
"This is why Qunding came to Taiwan, so impressive."
At noon, in the middle of Jeju City, the Yangshan troops let go of their horses, allowing the world's heroes to enter the home court.
A huge arena appeared in the eyes of the world, eighty-eight feet long and one foot high, with some red silk decorations around it.
There are three huge eight-foot-diameter war drums on the left and right sides of the ring. In front of the war drums, there are several rows of weapon racks. On them are Fangtian painted halberds, mountain axes, double-pronged swords, eight-foot-long snake spears, etc., and eighteen kinds of weapons are available.
At the back of the arena, there are nine large bronze cauldrons, each weighing a thousand kilograms.
Directly behind the arena was a 2-foot-high viewing platform with a Nine-Dragon chair in the middle and ten much lower Taishi chairs on each side.
Between the aspirational arena and the viewing platform, there is a protruding place where a "Qingzhou" tripod is placed.
The nine large bronze tripods on the stage were imitated by Wang Lun, and the Qingzhou tripod, one of the real nine tripods of King Yu, is this one.
"Here he comes, he comes, that's Wang Lun, the scholar in white~"
"Look, that great monk is Flower Monk Lu Zhishen~"
"The one wearing the preaching robe is Ruyunlong Gongsun Sheng!"
After the audience saw several rows of neatly dressed soldiers occupying various key points, Wang Lun led a group of Liangshan leaders to the viewing platform. Everyone took their seats one by one, with only Wang Lun standing.
Wang Lun bowed his hands to the visitor below and said loudly: "I am Wang Lun, a scholar in white. I accidentally got a Qingzhou tripod, one of the nine tripods built by Dayu.
.Therefore, I have specially set up a competition arena and invite heroes from all over the world to participate in the arena to compete for the Qingzhou Tripod."
"Everyone has come all the way to Jeju. You don't want to listen to my nonsense. I will directly explain the rules of the championship."
"First, there are a total of nine competitions in the aspirational arena. A champion will be determined for each event. The nine champions will participate in the final aspirational competition. The final winner will receive the Qingzhou Ding."
"Second, the competition in the arena abides by the rules of each event, and cheating is not allowed."
"Third, the competition in the arena is only about victory or defeat, regardless of life or death. During the competition, those who surrender and admit defeat will avoid death."
There are assassins in this championship arena. If you are not good enough and you are beaten to death, you will not be compensated. Of course, if you are afraid of death, you can admit defeat and save your life.