Chapter 231 Leave a mark on Yang Shuo on your face!
The first day of martial arts performance in the school was indeed as expected by Nangong Shang and others, and there was almost nothing outstanding.
Almost all those who appeared in the middle-level Qi Refining Warriors, and the highest-powered Qi Refining are just high-level Qi Refining. Even so, there are almost not many who can win three consecutive games on the first day.
After all, these warriors have almost the same strength, and there are no particularly outstanding figures. Even if they are slightly stronger, they can win the first game, the second game, and the third game, their physical strength is greatly consumed, making it difficult to maintain the strongest state. Next, it is almost difficult to win again!
On the first day, there were only three people, and they won three consecutive games and became a Wu Jinshi!
In this way, even if the number of martial artists who become martial artists on the second and third day has increased by three or four times, this time, there will be only twenty or thirty martial artists in the school.
Then, the first person in the Great Zhou Wupai was decided, at most, four or five rounds of fighting.
It's almost dusk.
The first day of the ring match has ended.
The crowd in Tianwumen Square finally dispersed, and Gan Mingyu, Yangmen, Lin Ziqiong and others on the city tower had already left.
People like Yang Party and Lin Ziqiong, if there is no accident, are almost destined to win three consecutive games in the ring and become a Wu Jinshi.
They came to watch the ring competition, just to see which masters participated in the school martial arts performance.
After today, these people may have to start studying their future opponents...
At night, the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty was Suchun Tower.
Even though Yang Shuo once killed Cheng Ziyang and the twelve martial artists of the Nile Kingdom, the warriors at the level of the twelve martial artists in the battle, the damage to Su Chunlou was not serious. Now three or four months have passed, Su Spring Tower is still the most prosperous and elegant place in the capital of Dazhou.
A noble man, a noble man, enters and leaves.
Occasionally, there are princes and princes, and grandsons here to hold churches and banquets for friends.
Today, a banquet was set up in a private room on the second floor of Suchun Building. A young man of ten years old squatted on the main seat.
This young man is also handsome, but there is a trace of rashness on his face, which makes people look at him and look like an ordinary princess and princes.
The clothes he was wearing were not ordinary gorgeous clothes.
Instead, a cotton shirt, with black fur shoulder pads, leather wrist guards, leather boots, especially the fur vest, also had thick black animal hair, which seemed to be the skin of a beast like a black bear.
Wear this bone decoration on your chest!
If you look closely, it is made of the skull of a small beast!
In addition, this man has short hair that is different from ordinary people.
If a hero on the Green Forest Road in the Thirteen North and South provinces saw this young man, he would definitely recognize that this person was Modi, the only son of Moyungu, the general of Green Forest of the Thirteen North and South provinces,!
Perhaps, the people in the green forests of the thirteen provinces in the north and south do not know that their chief mo Yungu has already defected to Duke Zhenguo Yang Qian!
When Modi came to the capital, he participated in the Great Zhou Wuba and wanted to win the championship in one fell swoop!
At this moment, Modi was sitting alone in front of the table in the box.
"Miss Yang Di, haven't you come yet?"
Modi asked the followers behind him while playing with a sharp knife in one hand.
This time, the person he wants to host is Yang Di!
Modi and Yang Di have only met once before.
But this side made Modi shocked Yang Di and secretly swear in his heart that he must win Yang Di's heart!
Modi's father Moyungu has defected to Duke Zhenguo, and is considered to be a master general under Duke Zhenguo. Tianyinmen also supports Duke Zhenguo. It can be said that Modi and Yang Di are in the same camp.
Moreover, they are all young talents in the Duke of Zhenguo, and the two of them are just a match!
Modi thinks that no one can compete with him!
He is only nineteen years old this year and is already a middle-level martial artist. In terms of talent alone, he is outstanding in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, and even the Nile Kingdom and the Huo Kingdom.
Even Yang Zimo from five years ago cannot be compared with Modi!
Originally, Yang Zixi from the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion was Modi's biggest opponent; Cheng Ziyang, the Marquis of Xiao'anwu, was also considered a strong enemy. Unfortunately, Yang Zixi became a useless person, and Cheng Ziyang was simply dead... Modi couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart.
, God helps me!
This time, Modi and Yang Di appeared in the capital at the same time and participated in the school martial arts performance. After the first day of the ring competition, Modi immediately invited Yang Di to the banquet, preparing to express his feelings.
"Young master, my subordinates have already gone to invite Miss Yang, I guess they will be coming soon!"
Behind Modi, a follower whispered.
"Um."
Modi nodded, didn't ask too much, just waited patiently.
Squeak!
But at this moment, the door of the private room creaked open.
The servant in Suchunlou led a girl who was dressed in a simple and elegant manner and had a beautiful face, but was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and walked into the private room.
"Xiao Di?"
Seeing this girl, Modi's eyes lit up and he quickly stood up.
This girl is Yang Di, who made Modi think about it day and night!
"Young Master Mo." Yang Di entered the box and smiled faintly at Modi.
"I wonder why Mr. Mo invited the little girl to come?" Although Yang Di smiled, his expression was faint, and there was a hint of keeping people away from him in his bones.
"That...hehe..." Modi is also the son of a hero. He has seen many different worlds, but he is still extremely reserved when facing Yang Di, "That...Little Di, please sit down first. There are some things, there are some things.
, Let's sit down and talk, sit down and talk..."
Modi asked Yang Di to sit down, and at the same time, he gave a wink to the followers beside him. These followers understood and all quietly retreated.
"Actually, Xiaodi, I..."
After Yang Di sat down, Modi took a deep breath.
A hand quietly poked towards Yang Di, and at the same time, Modi was also ready to confess his love to Yang Di.
Yang Di was stupid and waited for Modi to speak, as if she didn't understand what Modi was going to say at all.
Modi's hand was almost touching Yang Di's waist!
"Xiao Di, I..."
boom!
However, before Modi confessed his love, a loud bang was so loud that it sounded in the box!
The door of the private room was kicked open all of a sudden and roared at Modi in the private room!
"Um?"
Modi's face changed and he could no longer care about confessing to Yang Di. He moved his body and sniffed, and the seat under him retreated more than ten feet away. At the same time, Yang Di's reaction was not slow at all.
With a moving shape, he retreated several feet away.
With a click, the door of the private room landed on the table where Modi and Yang Di were sitting before, smashing the table to pieces.
A tall and tall man with a tall and slim appearance, with long red hair, strides into the box. A pair of deep eyes glanced at Yang Di in the box. A cool voice came from his mouth.
Come out: "You are the maid of Yang Shuo of Duke Zhenguo Mansion, Yang Di?"
"Who are you?"
Without waiting for Yang Di to answer, Modi suddenly stood up and asked loudly.
"Who am I?" The man who looked like a monkey sneered, "I am Bo Molong, a disciple of the Tantric Buddhism of Jinfo Temple. Little girl, are you Yang Shuo's maid? Please tell Yang Shuo that he will kill my junior brother Jia Luo?
Ming, killed more than ten martial artists from my Golden Buddha Temple. I must avenge this hatred. This time, I, Bo Demon Dragon, was waiting for him for martial arts performance. He was the martial arts master in the martial arts ceremony. I, Bo Demon Dragon, was waiting for him. He was the martial arts master, so I would
When you want to perform martial arts in the school, kill him!"
"If he doesn't take action, I will sweep your Great Zhou martial arts!"
Wave Dragon!
This tall and thin man with red hair turned out to be a disciple of the Tantric Buddhism of the Nile Kingdom, Bo Demon Dragon!
Originally, after Yang Shuo killed Gala Ming, the Tantric Buddhism of the Golden Buddha Temple sent Master Amudawang to bring people to capture and kill Yang Shuo.
Unfortunately, after the Great Zhou Dynasty, Master Amudawang felt that he had already gone to seclusion and practiced in seclusion and had not yet come out of seclusion.
So, the Living Buddha of Tantric Buddhism sent the Bo Demon Dragon to come again!
The Bo Demon Dragon came not only to capture and kill Yang Shuo, but also to be the first to perform martial arts in the Dazhou school and humiliate the Dazhou martial arts!
He didn't know where he found Yang Di's message, but found this place...
"Shadowless!"
"Bo Demon Dragon, there is nothing Yang Shuo here. If you want to sweep the martial arts of the Great Zhou Dynasty, you have to see your ability. In the future, I, Modi, will fight you on the school ground!"
Modi shouted coldly.
Today, he invited Yang Di to a banquet, thinking of confessing to Yang Di.
The plan was about to be implemented, but unexpectedly, the good thing was blocked by this wave of demon dragons. Modi was already extremely furious under such a matter.
At this moment, Bo Molong just talked to Yang Di and ignored him directly. How could he not be angry?
"Yang Di, please bring my words to Yang Shuo. In addition, since I, the Bo Demon Dragon, have come, I can't leave after saying a few words. It's fine, just leave a little mark on your face to remind you.
Yang Shuo! When Yang Shuo asks who made it, you just say it was made by me, Bo Demon Dragon!”
Cold words came from the mouth of Bo Demon Dragon, and Bo Demon Dragon's tall and thin body moved suddenly!
He rushed towards Yang Di like lightning!
bass!
With a light sound, the Bo Demon Dragon opened his claws, and his sharp nails were more than one foot long, and they slashed hard at Yang Di's cheek.
"court death!"
Seeing Bo Demon Dragon taking action directly, Modi's face suddenly turned gloomy.
boom!
With his body moving, he quickly blocked Yang Di. Modi shouted, and his fists moved, making a loud bang, hitting the wave demon dragon. The huge and powerful qi and blood power suddenly surged to the wave demon dragon.
Rumble!
puff!
In one fight, two figures suddenly separated!
"Good skills, I underestimated you..."
The Bo Demon Dragon had already retreated four or five feet away, and his face no longer had the arrogance he had before, and he also became extremely solemn. While gently rubbing his fingers, the Bo Demon Dragon said in a deep voice.
Modi stood in front of Yang Di, his face turned blue and white.
Three big holes were cut out by the sleeve of his right arm, Bo Demon Dragon's five fingers. Although he could not see whether he was on his hand, he could clearly see a few drops of blood from the tip of his right finger.
, slowly dripping!
One move, Modi is already injured! (To be continued)