Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 230 Bird and Thunder
September tenth.

This large square is located to the east of the North-South thoroughfare. To enter from the street, you need to walk down a long flight of steps.It was surrounded by many restaurants. At this time, not only the upper floors were full, but stands were also set up in the gap between the two floors.

When Pei Ye first arrived, he was confused for a moment. When he was so crowded that he couldn't walk, he thought he had reached the sidelines. Looking from a distance, the martial arts field was obviously still far away!
Even though he had already said that there would be many more people on the last day, he never expected such an almost qualitative change.

When Master Huang and the children arrived at the venue, they saw the huge crowd, which even made people doubt-are there really so many people in Bowang City?

A few days ago, the square could accommodate more than 3 people. Now, not only are all these places occupied, but a circle has even been built around it, almost turning the restaurants into a sky garden.Even so, the number of people was still far exceeded. Many people sat on the roof of the roof, even Gaoliu Dahuai, watching the field with relish.There are also many people who have no seats and no time, squeezing their heads in the outermost layer, trying to soak up the atmosphere with the faint sound and narrow field of vision.

Fortunately, seats for the contestants’ relatives and friends are still available.

Pei Ye looked down at the martial arts field, and his appearance had changed drastically.The two halves yesterday were gone, and now there was only one broad, huge arena, made of tall wood and flat stones, standing in the center of the arena.There is no cover. When a person stands on it, it is like putting two ants in a white plate.

On the east platform, the adults were still sitting calmly on it, which was very conspicuous. Pei Ye could see Uncle Chang's figure from a distance.

And today, what made the ceiling suddenly rise even higher was the extra chair in the highest row.Most people in the martial arts field are unaware of it, but for those who care about this matter, the name Sui Zaihua has fallen heavily on their hearts.

However, Li Weiru has not arrived yet.

Pei Ye looked away. Off the field, several players were already standing there. He picked up his sword, straightened his clothes, and walked down.

And just this action caused a small commotion. There were eyes from near and far, pointing at the lone figure walking down among the thousands of people - of course it was the finalist.

"Young Master Pei, where are you going to rank today?" Li Mingqing tilted her head and smiled as she saw the young man approaching.

The girl also wore a brand new green skirt today. It was a style that Pei Ye had never seen before. She looked more graceful in her light and handsome appearance, which was really good-looking.

"Ah, you have some clothes to change, but mine are all dirty." Pei Ye looked down and looked at it. He had been wearing it for days and fighting in the ring. Although there were no large stains, it was indeed not as shiny as before.

"When you were making clothes that day, didn't you say that you could wear them? Why didn't you change them into your old clothes?"

"I'm afraid the audience won't recognize it," Pei Ye said, "And didn't I have two clothes that day? I asked for that one yesterday, but you didn't give it to me."

"Pei Ye, you are completely in love with the new and dislike the old." The girl made a judgment.

"No such thing."

Then Pei Ye turned to look at the others. Yang Yan was holding the knife and closing his eyes. Since yesterday, he had talked a lot less. Sitting cross-legged and meditating was something he must do before every game, just like looking for people to chat with. Pei Ye must do the same.

Zhang Zongyuan did not change much. He still stayed away from the crowd and leaned silently under the ring with the stick standing beside him.According to what Zhang Dingyun said yesterday, this man's purpose was very simple and direct, he just came to get money and win the first prize.

He is a well-known martial artist in a neighboring state. He was supposed to win the championship this spring, but he was tricked by powerful people and lost his place.With the help of Qiyun Company, this warrior who had no relatives or a wife moved his hometown to Bowang in exchange for the opportunity to participate in the Qiubi.

A six-year-old martial artist with great skills in fists and sticks. If he opened a school and established a sect, he would now be one of the most respected figures in the martial arts world in the state.But the man has always been alone. He is still running around without a job even though he is over thirty. He is obviously determined and his eyes are only on the divine capital.

On the other side, Shang Huaitong was also alone, stroking his sword and closing his eyes, as if he had sunk into obscurity.

This man also received the most attention. In the competition in the past few days, he was clearly and steadily one level higher than the others. No one of the four opponents could make him draw his sword, and no one saw his sword. The second move.He has always been the number one favorite before the game, and now he has firmly inherited this reputation.

Pei Ye didn't regard him as Wu Bi's opponent. He circled around and found a question: "Is Jun Xue not here yet?"

"No—hey, here we come."

The girl pointed to the stands, and Pei Ye looked over, and sure enough he saw the familiar tall figure holding a knife down, and behind him was the one-armed man who had just parted.

"It's a little late." Pei Ye smiled as Zhang Junxue came to him.

But the woman did not reply, nor did she lower her head slightly as usual. She remained silent and looked straight to the east of the ring.That's where Shang Huaitong is.

The woman's temperament made Pei Ye slightly startled.

Of course he knew that she had been silent and that she harbored hatred.But before, this hatred was buried deeply, and silence was a thick layer of cowhide covering it.

When you knock, you get a dull echo, revealing the woman's bulkiness and gentleness. You know there is something hidden inside, but you can't see, hear, or guess it.

But now there was no sound from the knocking, and the silence became more distinct, exposing the hidden hatred nakedly.

"What's wrong, Jun Xue?"

"Nothing." Zhang Junxue whispered, then turned her head and looked at him in a daze, "Pei Ye."

"Ok?"

".nothing."

Pei Ye frowned and was about to ask again when the sound of cauldrons from all directions suddenly sounded on the field.He raised his head and saw eight streaks of red silk falling from the sky. It turned out that it was already time.

After all the ceremonies were completed, Xu Sigong stood on the stage, wearing a robe embroidered with birds, holding a folded official book: "Only when you wear a fine silk coat can you get the gold hidden in the sand; when you pick it on the high waves, you can see the carp that turned into a dragon." After days of competition, we have won the title of the Eight Luan and Phoenix. They are expected to gain fame and be crowned the leader in the golden autumn. Today, among all the eyes of thousands of people, they are vying to be the best among them. The only one among them is to be conferred the name of the Imperial Military Examination by Han Pavilion!"

"The roll call of the eight people is as follows: Cuiyu Li Pianqing, Qijiao Shang Huaitong, Cuiyu Shen Yao, Qijiao Yu Yingcai, Qiyun Zhang Zongyuan, Dingyun Yang Yan, Fenghuai Pei Ye, and Xu Gu Zhang Junxue."

After the names were listed, the noise in the field had stopped, all eyes were focused on it, and there was only a man's voice reciting aloud.Xu Sigong closed the book and took out a piece of hard paper.

The order of today's first round of competition has been drawn out yesterday. At this time, high in the arena, a huge red screen has already shown the first battle.

Xu Sigong read aloud: "The Bowang Prefecture Golden Autumn Martial Arts Competition begins now! In the first competition, the sword is the color of thunder and lightning, and the sword is like a bird's shadow - Zhang Junxue, Shen Yao!"

Amidst the sudden boiling cheers, Pei Ye still didn't have time to ask what happened. The woman beside him had already raised her knife and headed towards the ring.

Pei Ye watched her off until Li Mingqing beside him suddenly pointed to the high platform: "Master is here."

Pei Ye looked up and saw the old man's thin figure standing on the high platform. However, he was not alone. Pei Ye, a middle-aged man with a calm demeanor next to him, recognized it. The girl once told him that it was the Bowang Immortal Platform. host.But another tall man, Pei Ye, was a complete stranger. He was tall and tall in blue clothes, with a sassy face, and his long sword on the ground. He was smiling and greeting the officials who were talking to him.

"It's people from Tianshan who are here!" Li Mingqing said in a brisk tone. "Oh!" Pei Ye suddenly realized.

On the high platform, Gu Yunfu greeted everyone one by one. Some people here knew that the case would have to wait for someone from Tianshan, while others only knew that Cuiyu was involved in Tianshan, but no matter That doesn't stop them from paying respect to this great sect that is one of the few in the world.

Gu Yun lifted his lap and sat down next to Li Weiru. He moved the stool so that the distance between seats was half smaller than the normal distance between seats. He glanced with a smile and said, "Master Li, who is the master of the Seven Dragon Cave?"

The sound was neither too loud nor too quiet, just enough that almost everyone could hear it. Li Weiru gently stretched out his hand, Gu Yun helped him look at it, and looked at Luo Defeng, who turned over expressionlessly.

There should be a huge chasm between Ba Sheng and the Grand Master, but the man's eyes looked like he was the one standing on top. He put away his smile, and the lines drawn at the corners of his mouth looked very sharp.

After meeting at the city gate, they chatted about some basic issues and met with Lu Yunsheng before coming over. The junior brother's words and the injuries on his chest all showed the guilt of the person in front of them.

"This Shen Yao is our disciple." Li Weiru interrupted him and was already pointing at the audience with a smile.

To be honest, if he had known that this was a remote place, Gu Yunfu had the mentality of coaxing people from above at first. He has experience in facing these small sects. Their attitude is flattery, and their eyes are full of money and martial arts. .He fully understands and will never treat her unfairly, and will fully demonstrate Tianshan's demeanor.

But whether it was in the letter or in today's meeting, the old man's magnanimity won him his favor and respect.The junior brother said that this sect can be traced back to 400 years of inheritance. Now it seems to be true. Cuiyu is now as weak as a candle in the wind, but the essence is still firmly hidden in the core.

Even if some people have worn-out straw sandals, people will subconsciously put them on an equal footing.

Gu Yun followed what the old man was pointing and saw that, as expected, in response to the official's roll call, two women stepped onto the ring with one sword and one sword.

For a man who spends most of his life hanging around Tianshan and Shenjing, watching this martial arts competition is no different from watching spiders on the beam eating mosquitoes while studying - it's just something to do for the eyes.

The old man didn't mean to hide himself. He still smiled and introduced: "The thin one is the only five students in our sect, and he is firmly among the top three disciples."

Gu Yunfu nodded and looked carefully. Looking down from here, the two people on the stage were as clear as two ants on a white plate.

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Off the field, the curtain opens.

Shen Yao unsheathed his sword, bowed to Zhang Junxue, straightened up, and slowly pointed his sword at an angle.

At this point, no one is willing to stop there.

Even though he was considered one of the least optimistic people, Shen Yao still never believed that he had no ability to enter the semi-finals.

The fact is indeed true. She is a five-year-old who has been sworded in Yilan Mountain since she was a child. She wields Cuiyu's most orthodox swordsmanship and is the most relied-upon senior sister among her peers. This strength cannot be said to be true. Not solid.

But looking at the situation this year, among the eight people, she thinks that there are really only a handful of people who have a chance to win. After all, they are no more than Yingcai, Zhang Junxue, and Yang Yan.

Among them, Zhang Junxue has the greatest chance.

This woman was born in the Zhang family of Xu Valley, and was not as good as Cuiyu; she was new to Wusheng, and her cultivation level was not as good as her own. The only thing she relied on was her natural muscles and bones and the skill of the Dielang Sword.

There is no other trump card, this person is standing in front of him.

Sure enough, if she doesn't give up, the sky will favor her - this is the best lot she can draw.

Shen Yao's figure leaned forward, and a bird flew upward like a bird skimming the clouds.

Master Cuiyu in the Changdao Martial Arts School had demonstrated the "Blue Light" that day, and everyone was amazed by its lightness and beauty. At this time, the senior sister's sword was exposed in front of her eyes, and Zhang Junxue realized that the sword she saw at that time was young. What kind of spirit he got.

——The kingfisher is not a plaything for people to watch. Its beauty only emerges most wonderfully in the cold moment when it skims the water to catch fish.

Breathtakingly sharp!
Zhang Junxue picked up her sword to block, and the broad blade immediately covered the bright and thin sword light, but the next moment it floated through a sharp angle and poked out from the side of the sword.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had exchanged several moves, sharp and heavy, opening and closing, the bright sword light was like a winding and jumping stream, the broad and heavy sword was the black mountain, the white light flew and jumped, and its range even exceeded the two of them—— Shen Yao was clearly facing Zhang Junxue, but there was always a sword light that could attack her side from behind.

But even such a delicate sword path could not escape the black shadow. Pei Ye had already felt the woman's airtight shield, and Shen Yao felt the same way at this time.

As for the audience, the light and fierce confrontation that had not been seen between Zhang Zongyuan and Zhang Mozhu was now revealed, but it was the light side that kept attacking.

Eighteen breaths later, Shen Yao had tried all angles and still couldn't find a single gap.

She looked at the silent woman across from her, knowing in her heart that when her true energy was about the same and her strength and speed could not overwhelm her opponent, there were only two ways to break the situation - either head-on, for example, the junior sister said to return the mountain gate. There is a very powerful sword in the cicada department, but it is a pity that she has not had time to practice it; either release the opponent and give the opponent part of the attack space, then while taking the risk, this space will also be own opportunity.

Shen Yao looked calmly into the opponent's eyes. Being calm in the face of battle had long been engraved in her instincts. In this kind of duel, no one would be confused. She believed that the opponent would also see the situation clearly.

So there was no trick, and she didn't bother to cover it up. Her next step was clear - I'm going to give you some space, do you dare to attack?

The tall woman only had deep silence.

The sword light suddenly retracted two inches, and the true energy was already brewing in Shen Yao's body.

So in an instant, the tightened and angry waves were released violently. If Shen Yao were a kingfisher chasing the fish, huge waves would suddenly surge on the river.

The flying white light suddenly converged into a beam, and with a "clang", the black water and the black mountain hit the white stream.

Even though she had imagined it many times, the power of this knife was far beyond Shen Yao's expectations, and her body suddenly stiffened.After this solid impact of the knife, the long knife passed through a floating circle and pressed over again.

The first level of overlapping waves.

And Shen Yao suddenly jumped up.

This was the time she had been waiting for.

(End of this chapter)