() Lei Xingkong sat in the ruling booth and waited quietly.
There are other people sitting around. Whether it is intentional or not, everyone sitting here is sizing up the others. After all, as long as they enter the ring, the people here may become each other's eternal enemies.
Lei Xingkong was no exception, but after only scanning his eyes very quickly for a week, he lowered his eyelids and closed his eyes to rest.
After a while, Lei Xingkong was surrounded by people, all waiting to compete in the ring.
There were more and more people, and there were almost fifty people crowded into the small ruling booth. Except for those who came to sit down first, more people could only stand aside and wait.
Sudden
Someone walked over carelessly and kicked Lei Xingkong's chair: "Boy, get up!"
Lei Xingkong was "sleeping" in a trance, but he was "woke up" by this kick.
..
"Um?"
He opened his eyes and looked over.
The first thing I saw was a big bald head. The facial features on the bald head were fierce, and there were five or six scars crawling on it, making it pitted.
Behind the bald man, there were several people walking with him.
Lei Xingkong's eyes quickly ignored the bald man in the front and the other people, and landed on the short and stocky man in the middle.
The short and stocky man didn't say a word, but looked over with a gloomy look. With only one look in his eyes, Lei Xingkong had an intuition that this man was the leader of the people in front of him.
When the bald man saw that Lei Xingkong was motionless, he kicked the chair again and said, "Boy, what are you looking at? Get out of here. I want this seat."
This kick was even harder.
Lei Xingkong's eyes returned to the bald man, and then he glanced left and right.
There were more people standing than sitting around, and the bald man was obviously trying to grab a seat.
Lei Xingkong thought for a moment, and without saying much, he stood up and walked to the side to stand.
When he first entered, he had heard that the rules in Yuhua Pavilion strictly prohibited private fighting. No matter how high his cultivation level was, he was still afraid of encountering such a stupid person who acted recklessly and recklessly, so he could only take a step back.
The bald man snorted coldly, without even looking at Lei Xingkong, and kicked the people on the left and right of Lei Xingkong's seat, saying: "Get out of here, I'll kill all these people!"
I don't know if it was because Lei Xingkong started the conversation, but the others reluctantly stood up and gave up their seats.
The bald man was satisfied, and glanced around triumphantly, and then said to the short and sturdy man behind him: "Brother, there is an empty seat, sit down quickly!"
The stocky man was not polite and went over to sit down. The chair he happened to be sitting on was the one Lei Xingkong had been sitting on before.
After the short and sturdy man sat down, the bald man and a few others followed suit.
Lei Xingkong looked at the short and stocky man, then at the bald head, then closed his eyes again, leaning against the wall and continuing to rest his mind.
…
After a while, all the twelve scheduled competitions in "Jin Yu Shi Wen" were finally completed, and then the unscheduled competition began.
"Rangniu, Tongtou, prepare to challenge!"
In the ruling booth, two people were called first. They looked at each other fiercely, stood up and walked out together.
After a while, I heard the noise outside again, and the competition began...
In this way, two people, four people, six people... kept leaving, one, two, three matches... and it continued, and soon fifteen or six matches had passed.
Compared to the twelve scheduled competitions before, this unscheduled competition went very quickly.
In the previous twelve matches, both sides were selected by Yuhua Pavilion and were of similar strength. Therefore, they were equally matched in the arena, and it would take a lot of time to determine the winner.
In the next fifteen or six games, the strength of the two sides was uneven, and the outcome was often determined by just one move, so it took less than half the time before.
After a while, there were fewer and fewer people in the ruling booth, and there were more and more empty seats.
Lei Xingkong was still leaning against the wall with his eyes closed and concentrating. Apart from him, there was no one else standing in the pavilion.
At the end of another competition, a man from Yuhua Pavilion walked in and called out loudly: "Black Tiger, prepare to challenge!"
When he heard his name being called, the short and stocky man stood up. It was obvious that he was Black Tiger.
At the same time, several people around the short and sturdy man, including the bald man, quickly stood up. The bald man shouted arrogantly: "Brother, hurry up later, let's go to Lichun Courtyard for a drink after we finish."
"
The stocky man snorted noncommittally and walked out quickly.
After a while, there was another noise outside, and not long after that, the people from Yuhua Pavilion came in again and called their names: "The chopper, get ready for the challenge."
Hearing this, a burly man carrying a machete stood up and walked out.
The bald man spat on the ground and said with a smile: "A short-lived guy, when he meets the big brother, he will be unlucky for eight lifetimes."
Outside, the noise started again. After a while, the people from Yuhua Pavilion came in again and called out: "Frang Sword Capital School, prepare to challenge."
The nickname of "Mad Sword Capital School" was a bit confusing. Lei Xingkong was startled for a moment, and then he realized it. He quickly stood up straight and stepped out. Unexpectedly, the bald man behind him saw him walking out, and he immediately
He laughed contemptuously again: "Hey, it's the kid who was sitting here just now. Haha, this is the last opponent, and the elder brother got a big advantage."
After hearing what the bald man said, Lei Xingkong suddenly felt evil in his heart. He couldn't help turning his head and said in a cold voice: "Do you know that you caused trouble for your elder brother and took up my seat? I will need him later."
Give me your head in return." After saying that, he walked out without caring about the bald man yelling angrily behind him.
After leaving the judging booth, people from Yuhua Pavilion guided him towards the arena.
On the ring, the short and stocky man called "Black Tiger" was holding a victor's attitude, spreading his hands to accept the cheers and cheers from the surrounding audience.
In such a short period of time, he has already won two games. With one more victory, he can complete three wins.
In the judging booth just now, Lei Xingkong didn't see how Black Tiger won the previous two games, but looking at the short time he spent, he knew that his strength was not weak, at least far superior to the previous two opponents.
Just as he was thinking about it, the person leading the way turned his head and asked in a low voice: "Where is your knife?"
Lei Xingkong was stunned and said: "I...I didn't come with a knife."
The man frowned slightly: "This is a ghost battle, a matter of life and death. Why don't you bring your own weapons?"
After a pause, he added: "Besides, since you are called the 'Captain of Crazy Swords', how can you go into the ring without a sword?"
Lei Xingkong didn't think too much about it. Ever since the incident of Marquis Jieyi asking for a knife happened in Yanyun Fortress, he had made up his mind not to bring Tianji out to cause trouble, so he didn't bring him out at this time... thought about it.
Thinking about it, he said to the man: "In that case, I would like to trouble you to lend me a sword, as long as it is the style used in the ordinary army."
The man glanced at Lei Xingkong with some dissatisfaction in his eyes, nodded and said, "That's all!"