Immemorial Pill Venerable

Chapter 942 Martial Artist Association for the Disabled

Early the next morning, led by the old monster and Su Ce, Qin Hao headed to the North Division, behind grandiose Most of the clansman who followed more than one hundred Su Family members came to watch except for individual cultivation ones. After all, Qin Hao is still a member of Su Family.

"Guess what, how many games can Mr. Blind last?"

"Good luck, I can play three or four games. If you have bad luck, maybe the First Stage will be attacked. It's down!"

"Not so, Mr. Blind is Grade 5 Pill Refinement Master at any rate, with the cultivation base of the Profound Saint!" There was a voice in the crowd.

"Xuansheng? What is Xuansheng!"

Su Wa's father, Su's big head coldly snorted, secretly pointed to some powerful passers-by walking on the road: "Now Daliao Imperial Capital's royal Martial Artist is walking all over the street. Heavenly Saint many as dogs, I heard that there is a terrifying Yuan Zun among Peak players. Maybe, he first stage meets Yuan Wang? Like yesterday's one-sword style. "

As the head of Su finished speaking, a large number of sighs came from the team.

Su Datou is right, it depends on luck.

But Qin Hao's luck today won't be too good. Maybe First Stage will really meet Yuan Wang.

Who can be blamed?

Blame him for not listening to the advice of the Elders and deliberately going to die! It's normal to be reduced to other people's cannon fodder.

"Sir, why do you have to participate on the 2nd day? You must know that the Martial Artist who participated today has a very high personal level. It is really..."

Su Policy is very worried.

"The one that should come is always coming. Even if you seize every opportunity and choose to play on the fifth and sixth days, you will get away from the powerhouse battle. After entering the regular game, you will inevitably encounter it again. This It's fate. Rather than avoiding, it is better to attack. To win, to win beautiful. To lose, you will lose the scenery!"

Qin Hao patted Su Ce on the head.

"It makes sense!"

Su Ce seems to have some understanding.

Mr. May means that it is not ashamed to lose to powerhouse. If you lose to the weak on the fifth day, it is called ashamed and unable to show one's face. It seems that Mr. is ready to lose. If he chooses to lose to powerhouse, he will have more face. This is called cleverness.

If Qin Hao knew about his idea, he would definitely refute, "Lose? Lose your sister. I dare to fight because I have absolute power."

Competition area.

Vast crowd, although it is early in the morning, the game has already started.

The North Division is very large, with fifty Martial Arenas evenly distributed all around. The game is in full swing, with vitality on the stage, and bursts of cheers from the court.

From time to time, you will see a player who is inferior in skill and gets knocked off the stage.

Along with this, there is a registration office under each martial arts platform.

You must register before you can play on stage. In fact, this is called a sea election.

The registration office is also crowded, with long queues running far and wide, and the faces of each player are filled with confidence and an expression of eagerness to show themselves.

After entering the arena, Qin Hao chose the No.9 station to register because he was close to the No.9 station.

With so many people from Su Family coming at the same time, it looks like a battle, and those Martial Artists who came to the game alone chose to take the initiative to move away.

Occasionally some arrogant Martial Artists who think they are powerful and refuse to give in are also slightly exhaled by the old monster's breath, scared their legs trembling, their face trembling, nodded bowed back To the side.

Gradually, Qin Hao kept approaching the registration office with a jump in the queue. It didn't stop until there were only a dozen people left in front.

At this time, the player who is signing up is a hair grey-white, old fogey with a pleated face.

"Wang Deshun, Junior is nineteen years old this year, and a member of the Wang Family in Northern Qi Dynasty."

old man introduces himself to the manager of Channel Nine.

"hahaha!"

Martial artists all around laughed: "old man, how do you coax children?"

"Want to get rid of it? Get married? Jingyue Princess?"

"A lot of age, not too embarrassed, toad eating swan meat!"

"Junior suffers from Innate senescence, on the surface, it seems I am already 60 or 70 years old. But in fact, Xiaosheng is a little fresh meat!" old fogey scolded angrily.

pa!

The manager who is doing transcripts, apart from anything else, drew a palm on old fogey's face, the turbulent arrogance spread out, and old fogey's heart was torn apart. The lungs fell a hundred meters away, and his neck twisted into twists, as if he could not survive.

"Next!"

The manager said coldly without expression.

Innate senescence, or small meat, when I am a fool?

His!

Martial Artists around took a breath.

Any manager who does transcripts will have an honorable cultivation base. The Imperial Family of Daliao is really terrifying.

At this moment, many players who are over 30 years old and are ready to lie, quietly withdrew from the arena.

Once a false report is found, the end will be death!

But the funny thing is that the next player to sign up is a short, fat, and bearded dwarf who is less than 1.2 meters tall.

"Little... villain Fan Chunhua... 27 this year, I suffer from Innate dwarfism. I look like a child in appearance. But in fact, I am an adult. Adult, villain Don't dare to lie."

Between words, the dwarf was frightened to kneel directly, for fear that the manager would also slap him.

"If it doesn't work, I can join the children's group, it's okay!" The dwarf burst into tears.

"hahaha!"

Even the manager was amused: "Fan Chunhua, right? Your sexual and emotional beard has deeply betrayed you, I believe you are an adult People, let's get ready for the game!"

"Many thanks, many thanks!"

The dwarf kowtowed with joy, relieved, and got up with sweat.

"Weird things happen every year. Today, there are so many people who come to participate in the competition..."

A curly young man said, suddenly, he saw that he was supported by Su Ce. Qin Hao who came, couldn't help but stared at Qin Hao, and said, "Yo, here's another blind!"

With this, everyone looked at Qin Hao.

"Even blind came to the game, is it possible that, I thought Jingyue Princess would look at him?"

"It's really overestimate one's capabilities!"

"The toad has a sweet dream!"

"The disabled person, I don't think he should be allowed to participate, it will affect the appearance of the city!"

Several accomplices behind the curly young man Said, it was a mockery.

Boom!

A burst of vitality flew out from the side, knocking the few who were talking fiercely to the ground.

At this time, a Martial Artist with a broken leg with a steel essence cane walked into the arena coldly. The crutch prodded on the ground, making a heavy noise.

"What happened to the disabled? The disabled, the ambitions are not disabled. If we refuse to accept, we will see life and death in the martial arts platform!"

After that, a crimson appeared on the body of the broken leg Martial Artist. arrogance.

"King Martial Artist!"

The people who mocked Qin Hao were shocked, and quickly bowed their heads, never daring to say more.

At this time, Martial Artist with Broken Leg walked to Qin Hao's side: "This brother, in the next Li Tie, I will give you the nickname Iron Crutch Li, Frankly. This time, I will organize a special tournament. The Disabled Persons Association, unite other Martial Artists with physical or mental impairments to prevent being bullied. I care about your blindness, so why not join our association, this is my business card, I am Vice-President!"

Between words, Iron Crutch Li also handed Qin Hao a letter of introduction with the rules of the Association for the Disabled.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot you are blind. Hey, deaf? Deaf, where are you, hurry up and find a dumb, dumb eloquence, let him read the rules of the association to this blind little brother listen. Oh, oh, I’m really sorry, except for my broken leg, my mind is often not awake, alas..."

Iron Crutch Li tried to pat his mind and try to make myself awake. , But suddenly remembered that it seemed like a disabled person agreement. He is the only one at present, and there is no deaf or mute beside him.

"No, thank you for your kindness!"

Qin Hao's mouth is desperately twitched, such a disability association, and a delirious president, I really don’t worry. join in.

Moreover, I am not permanently blind, but temporarily blind.