Gou Cultivates Immortals at the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

Chapter 60 Ring (Congratulations to the leader of Satan under the moonlight!)

Sanyuan City, the eighth day of August.

The martial arts league held a meeting, and many martial arts masters gathered together.

"Hello, Brother Zhang!"

"Mr. Hu took another concubine a few days ago, and his prestige remains the same as before!"

"Isn't this the old man Ximen from Gale Feng Martial Arts? He even came!"

……

Fang Xi stood on the side, mingling with other frustrated martial arts masters, too lazy to brag about each other in business.

Those big martial arts halls control the martial arts league and establish the so-called rules, which is actually raising the threshold and embarrassing them, the latecomers.

There was a martial arts school that had a poor business before, which had a lot to do with it.

Mu Canglong was also in the crowd, with a happy face, chatting with another female curator in her forties, but she didn't recognize Fang Xi.

After all, Fang Xi now has a cold face on her face.

With the transformation of tendons and bones of a four-step martial artist, coupled with the small tricks of a cultivator of immortals, even a master can't recognize his disguise.

The place where they are located is the 'Huifeng Building' in Sanyuan City.

This building is not only magnificently built, but also presents a "back"-shaped structure, with boxes on all sides surrounding a huge stage in the middle.

It can be used for song and dance performances, or it can be used for... martial arts competitions!
After some modesty, many martial arts masters took their seats.

With a flash of his figure, an old man with white beard and white hair and red sarcoma on his forehead jumped onto the ring and clasped his fists in all directions: "Everyone... My martial arts gathering today is to select the 'Eight Steeds'... as long as there are Volunteers and martial arts apprentices under the age of 20 can sign up for the martial arts competition!"

This "Eight Horses" is not only a good name, but also means that it can get the full support of the Wumeng, and it can also increase the popularity of its own martial arts in the future, which has many benefits.

Therefore, the competition is very fierce.

Aoki, representing Youjian Martial Arts School, had signed up early, waiting for the ring.

"In the first match, Yang Jian from Qingxuan Martial Arts Hall, against Pan Miaomiao from Aquarius Martial Arts Hall!"

Fang Xi didn't move in all directions, sitting on the grand teacher's chair, drinking tea while watching the opening of the competition on the ring.

"The Aquarius Martial Art Museum actually sent a woman to play?"

A white-haired martial arts master next to him couldn't help but be amazed.

"Brother Zhao doesn't know, this Pan Miaomiao is a warrior with three changes in energy and blood!"

A nearby martial arts master introduced to Master Zhao: "This woman is practicing the 'Aquarius Seal' of the Aquarius Martial Arts Gym. This martial art is mysterious and profound. It is said that it is far beyond ordinary third-rate martial arts, and has reached the level of second-rate martial arts. .”

Sure enough, without three tricks, Pan Miaomiao knocked Yang Jian off the ring and won the first competition cleanly.

"Master, they all played so fast!"

Qingsang watched the group of people on the ring come on stage, and the winner was quickly determined, she couldn't help but say.

"This is natural... Qi and blood martial arts, martial arts are top-notch, and actual combat is infinitely high! After all, martial arts practitioners like me pay attention to one move to control the enemy... Once you go on stage and fight more than [-] moves, there is no winner. It's basically a fake fight!"

Fang Xi put down her teacup and taught the students.

"This Master Fang is right in his words." The Master Zhao next to him couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he heard this, "I don't know where your martial arts school is teaching students?"

"Fang Leng just opened a martial arts gym." Fang Xi smiled slightly.

"Is there a martial arts gym?" Master Zhao blushed, even though he claimed to have a lot of knowledge, he still hadn't heard of the name of the martial arts gym, so he could only make fun of it.

At this time, the old man with sarcoid tumor shouted: "The next match... There is a martial arts gym Aoki, against Dapeng martial arts gym Song Sifei!"

"Go!"

Fang Xi said to the dumbfounded Aoki next to him.

"Oh!"

Aoki's eyes were dull, he agreed, walked to the side of the ring, and climbed up...

"Uh, this..."

Hall Master Zhao looked at Aoki with some pity: "Is this kid stupid? The steps are right next to it..."

In fact, most of these young warriors used their agility to jump up in order to look handsome.

People like Aoki are really rare...

However, Qingsang knew that this was Dui who was so good at heart, he didn't care what the outside world thought of him at all, if the master asked him to go on stage, he would go on stage, if the master asked him to fight, he would fight!

"Please!"

Song Sifei was wearing a blue bunt, showing his muscular arms, seeing Aoki on stage, a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes.

After the referee announced the opening, his arms were like the wind, and he used the Dapeng Iron Wing Fist to throw it at Aoki!

In his opinion, it is lucky to meet such an opponent who can't even jump into the ring for the first time in the competition!

"what!"

The next moment, before Song Sifei recovered, he felt a pain in his chest, and he was blown out of the ring.

"How...how did I lose?"

There was a trace of doubt on his face, he couldn't figure out how he lost to that little fool?

"Ok?"

"True power?"

"Musha?"

Except for those well-informed big martial arts halls and high-level executives, the rest of the small martial arts halls were a little stunned.

"Who is this person? Such a young man, he was promoted to a martial artist!"

Mu Canglong couldn't believe it, and said to Zhang Mingding next to him, "This person is your archenemy, if you meet him, you can admit defeat!"

He is deeply aware of the difference between warriors and warriors.

"He...is he really that strong?"

Zhang Mingding also won a game, and he was somewhat unconvinced.

"Not only is he strong, but his talent... probably only your big brother Fang Xi can compare to." Mu Canglong sighed, wondering where that talented big disciple has gone now?

……

"Master Ximen, please take a look!"

In the largest private room in Huifeng Building, an old man with thick palm joints and a mighty appearance, who was smoking a golden pipe, silently watched Aoki end.

Next to him, a middle-aged martial artist bowed and said, "This is that Qingmu, just like Zhang Mingding, all from a small martial arts gym..."

"Humph, that's all for Baiyun Martial Arts Hall. There is a martial arts hall here that dares to open without even visiting the mountain. It obviously doesn't take us seriously!"

Another rich martial artist stroked his two beards with a smile. He is Ximen He, the master of Liefeng Martial Arts, and also the son of Mr. Ximen: "It's just luck, I picked up a genius, but there are still people in the alliance who want to win him over." Cultivation... Please rest assured, father, today's lottery has already been done for my son, and there are arrangements over there to ensure that the kid will be carried off the ring in the next round!"

"Ahe!"

The old man Ximen suddenly stared.

When he is comfortable, he is like an old farmer in the country, but when he shows off his power, he looks like an angry king, making Ximen dare not breathe: "Father..."

"I said earlier, don't use such dirty tricks, it will damage the style of our Ximen family. A small martial arts gym can close the door with a raise of your hand. Why use such dirty tricks?" Mr. Ximen shook his head: "What's more...you don't understand the general trend!"

"General situation?" Ximenhe was a little surprised.

"That's right... The Martial League is too chaotic and needs to be consolidated. This is the meaning of the higher-ups." The old man Ximen slowly added shredded tobacco to the pipe: "Although the Huang family is gone, the Qian family is still... Their way, what is a trivial matter here? What is it called Aoki, and it will be your own dog in the future. To deal with your own dog, do you need to kill it directly? Waste!"

"One of the four great aristocratic families, the Qian family supports us?" Ximen closed his eyes and said, "Then what is there to be afraid of...haha, it's still old man, you're a scheming master!"

Now, he can't wait to see the mournful faces of those opponents.

……

"Dumb, good job."

Ah-Dai got off the ring, still looking like something out of his mind.

But Hall Master Zhao next to Fang Xi couldn't sit still: "Brother Fang... I have a granddaughter who is twenty-eight years old and has come of age. Do you want to get married?"

Fang Xi also laughed and dealt with it.

Qing Sang patted Ah-Dai on the shoulder: "Qing Mu, you're doing well... come, eat a meat bun, it will be more exciting to play!"

While talking, he took out a paper bag, and the steamed stuffed bun inside was still steaming.

"Big brother..."

Aoki glanced at Qingsang, chomped on the meat buns, showing a childlike smile.

"The next match... There is Aoki in the martial arts gym, and the west gate bell in Gaefeng martial arts hall!"

At this time, the sarcoid old man on the ring yelled again.

"It's your turn again, brother Fang, although your apprentice has high martial arts skills, but the luck of signing is not very good..."

Master Zhao shook his head: "Ximen Zhong is the son of the master Ximen He of Liefeng Martial Arts Gym. He taught him by hand, and his martial arts has also entered his true strength early..."

"Go!"

Fang Xi looked calm, and said to Dumb.

Dui nodded, and entered the ring, facing a young man in red clothes, his face was full of arrogance: "Aoki, right? If I don't knock you out of the ring within twenty strokes, I'll take your surname!"

……

Under the ring.

"Master! A man in black came to me before and asked me to secretly put this medicinal powder in Dumb's food!"

Qingsang struggled a bit, then suddenly came to Fang Xi's side, and handed over a yellow paper bag: "I'm useless..."

"Well, Dumb knows it too. After all, you used to call him Dumb, and you didn't call him Aoki."

Fang Xi nodded, took the paper bag, and casually identified it: "Fenjinsan? It's amazing...Does this mean that my apprentice died in the ring?"

"What? Dumb him?" Qing Sang retreated a few steps as if struck by lightning.

"Don't worry, Dumb has always believed in you, otherwise why would you eat buns?"

Fang Xi laughed and looked at the ring.

Above the arena, figures were flying, and a dozen moves were passed in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it, you forced me to do this."

Ximen Zhong has been forced to the ring, with a ferocious face and hands like wind:

"Secret Technique: Strong Mountain Palm!"

The palms of his hands instantly turned crimson, and he shot them in succession like a ghost, and the sky was full of crimson palm shadows.

"not good!"

Under the stage, Mu Canglong's face was full of horror: "This is the secret ultimate move of Gaefeng Martial Arts, if it is used, it will cause death or injury!"

Many old people can't bear to close their eyes.

In the next moment, I saw that Dumb's feet seemed to take root, and he slapped out his palm slowly.

This palm is neither amazing nor subtle, it's just right!
Snapped!
This palm dodged the palm shadows all over the sky, and directly imprinted on Ximen Zhong's chest, knocking him off the ring.

Ximen stood there with a dazed expression.

suddenly!

boom!
There was a bloody hole in his back, countless internal organs mixed with bones, splashing out like an explosion!

Secret Technique: Hunyuan Wuji!

(End of this chapter)