After two more train rides, the two returned to the city. Aunt Ji's mood was obviously much better. She bought a bunch of snacks for Tangtang and then brought Tangzhi to the Royal Capital Sports Center.

The shape of this huge venue is like an extremely regular cube, and the frame structure looks like a somewhat deformed giant bird's nest. The outside is decorated with a lot of glass, and it looks like a huge crystal from a distance. A glittering golden building

The statue of the Emperor of Heaven stands directly above the east corner, as if the Emperor of Heaven is standing on top of the building.

This is the largest stadium in the entire dynasty, covering an area of ​​300,000 square meters and able to accommodate more than 100,000 people. Many grand events of the dynasty usually take place here, such as last year's "Dynasty Cup" football match. Speaking of pride,

The champion of this game was the Bajun team. Tangzhi, who doesn't watch football, heard that there was one main player in the team who was from Yue Feng Township.

Another example is the dynasty opening ceremony the year before last to congratulate His Majesty on his 70th birthday. In addition to singing and dancing in the palace, there was also a party to celebrate His Majesty's birthday. The most famous stars of the dynasty came on stage to sing.

The biggest gimmick of this year's venue is no longer an activity for ordinary people, but is related to the spiritual world. A competition called "The Fastest in the World" hosted by the Imperial Academy of Han and Tang Dynasties will be held here next month.

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The large billboard erected in the square is already building momentum for next month's competition. The poster used is a photo of Baiyun Xi, who is known as the "world's fastest sword". Tang Zhi has heard of him on TV since he was a child.

, it is said that he can draw ten thousand swords in one second. When he tested his sword speed, 13,522 feathers fell from the sky. All the feathers were neatly chopped into two in one second.

Half, can be said to be the pinnacle figure among the warriors who can interpret the word "kuai" to the extreme. Because of that demonstration, he was respected as the fastest sword in the world, and no one has broken the record to this day.

The other poster uses another warrior who is closely related to the word "kuai", Chen Xueling, who is known as the "Wandering Meteor Sword". Although this person is not high-level, he only has the Xuan level. In Crouching Tiger,

She is not ranked in the Dragon Dynasty at all, but the point is that she has never practiced combat skills. She has spent half her life studying how to practice sword control to the extreme, and it just so happens that she has achieved this,

Successfully became the fastest person in the dynasty.

Although she is old now, the sword-driving record she set ten years ago has not been broken to this day - 3.63 kilometers per second. It is precisely because of her speed that the royal family tailor-made it for her.

He took an official position named "Zhuriren", accepted the appointment from the royal family, and was responsible for some special activities.

To put it in a more straightforward way, as others talked about it after dinner, they were running errands for the royal family. But just running errands for the royal family was a great honor and status. People like Tang Zhi who helped in the noodle shop would naturally look down upon them.

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Squatting in the crowded square, Tang Zhi looked at these two famous figures in the dynasty. He was very curious and looking forward to it. One was the fastest swordsman, and the other was the fastest sword wielder. Obviously

In this world's best speed competition, there are more than one competitions, and these two strong men who have already become famous in the dynasty must face huge challenges in the fields they are best at.

Precisely because the momentum was created so early, even a guy like Tang Tang who only cares about TV series and not about advertising can know about it, so the square is full of people at the moment, most of them are queuing up to buy tickets for next month's conference. Aunt Ji's broad and burly figure

The body was also drowned in the queue.

Even though there were a large number of security personnel controlling the scene, it still seemed a bit chaotic.

"If training is not for fighting, then it is meaningless. One pursues the fastest in the world, and the other pursues the fastest sword, but in fact both are just showboats. If it comes to real fighting, I can guarantee that any one of them will be the same level as them.

Any opponent can easily crush them." A man with a long sword on his back and a fluttering ancient battle suit came to Tang Zhi's back at some point and said with disdain.

The shadow of the visitor obscured Tang Zhi's body. Tang Zhi turned his head curiously and barely looked at the young man of his own age under the backlight, feeling at a loss.

What does this person want to do by saying a lot of things like this out of nowhere?

"Are you here to buy a ticket to watch this game?" The young man looked at Tang Zhi arrogantly and condescendingly.

Such a tone and posture were too domineering. After all, Tang Zhi was a young man, so why wasn't his heart burning with passion? He frowned slightly, stood up calmly, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

A smile appeared on the young man's face, "If you are here to watch this competition, I hope you will vote for me and support me, because I, Ma Heyuan, am here to compete." The young man took out something from his arms.

Swallow a cold bun into your stomach, hold your head high, and reach the top bravely.

Tang Zhi looked at him in surprise. He couldn't believe that a young man who looked about the same age as himself would actually come to participate in the fastest competition in the world. Although this competition is not about the first place in any realm, the first combat power.

, it’s just that speed comes first, but speed and realm are closely related to some extent. How dare such a young man to participate in such a competition?

It’s not that you can see people through cracks in the door, but that reality is so cruel.

"What I'm participating in is a speed competition, not a move speed competition, sword control, understand? I heard that among the participants this year, there are those who ride flying kites, and some grassroots people develop some kind of aircraft, and some guys practice something.

The ancient secretary——Shan Nuo, can be said to be a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.

However, none of them will be my opponent, and this battle is destined to be the battle that makes me, Mahe Yuan, famous all over the world. All the focus is destined to be on me, Ma Hehua." A young player named Ma Heyuan.

He crossed his chest, held his head high, and his body seemed to be radiant under the scorching sun. "But I am different from them. They only focus on speed or the speed of their moves. What I focus on is the battle itself! This is me.

Stronger than them! When I get the first place and show my strong fighting strength, from now on, the entire dynasty will know my name, Madoka Mahe!"

"Ma He Yuan? Why does this name make me think of a round hippopotamus?" This was not said by Tang Zhi, but by a young girl passing by to buy a ticket. The girl covered her mouth, laughed non-stop, and pulled her good friend with her.

He quickly ran into the distance.

"Laugh, just laugh. When I become famous all over the world, it will be time for you to cry!" He folded his arms and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Huh, you have no vision."

Ma Heyuan put his arm around Tang Zhi's shoulders with a flattering look, raised his eyebrows and said: "Young man, I see that you are young, and you definitely don't look like that kind of guy with long hair and short knowledge. Are you going to come on the day of the competition?"

?If you want to come, remember to cheer for me. You can be my number one fan now. When I become popular, I will definitely give you a hand."

Tang Zhi was confused. He didn't understand what this guy who appeared out of nowhere was doing and what was his plan for saying a bunch of incomprehensible words to him? Was it because he was dressed simply and thought he was easy to bully as a countryman?

"Can you lend me five yuan for dinner now? I will definitely help you if I become popular. When I get the first place, it is said that the prize may be the qualification of being accepted as an inner disciple by the 'Three Gods and Ten Martial Arts'.

At that time, on the one hand, I will be famous in the dynasty, and on the other hand, I will be the mainstay of the dynasty in the future. I will help you a lot when the time comes. If you have any difficulties, you can come to me. Don’t worry, a drop of kindness will be repaid by a spring! You can treat it as an investment.

how?"

Tang Zhi was stunned for a while, and it took him a long time to react, "Do you want money?"

"Why do you need money? I have dignity. I said it was investment, investment. Do you understand what investment is?" Ma Heyuan stomped his feet angrily.

Only then did Tang Zhi see that he was wearing a bright red coat, but in fact, the old shoes he was wearing didn't even have a pair of socks, and his trouser legs were extremely dirty. He didn't know where he got this red coat.

, the purpose seems to be just to cover up one’s ugliness.

It can be seen that this person must have come from a poor background similar to himself, but for some unknown reason, he pretended to be fat outside.

Tang Zhi was overflowing with sympathy and took out ten yuan from his pocket. This money was the salary given by Aunt Ji not long ago. Although it was not much, it was enough for him and Tang Tang to live. The young man who was himself poor put ten yuan into his pocket.

He handed the money to this young man who was equally poor, but his lifestyle seemed to be very different, and said: "Take it, I wish you fame all over the world."

Ma Heyuan looked at the ten dollars and burst into tears with gratitude. Today, he found ten people and finally got ten dollars by tricking him into it. He grabbed Tang Zhi's hand and said, "You are so discerning and have a sharp eye! I will definitely become famous."

The world! Young man, tell me your name, what is your name? I will definitely remember you when I shine in the annals of history!"

Tang Zhi smiled and said, "No need."

"Very good, you can do good deeds without leaving your name behind! What this world lacks is people like you! I'll take my leave now. Wait for me in a month and watch me become famous all over the world!"

After saying that, the boy ran away in a hurry.

Looking at the young man's retreating figure, Tang Zhibuji showed a simple smile. It's really strange in this world, there are all kinds of people.

Not long after, Aunt Ji came over with three tickets and said with a smile: "Okay, everything is settled, let's go back home."

"Auntie, don't you have uncle's ticket?" Tang Zhi scratched his head.

"That poor guy, you have to buy it for yourself. He and I are enemies, so I can't buy him a ticket. Besides, he's that kind of otaku who stays at home all day and doesn't know what he's doing. Even if you ask him to come out, he won't do anything."

He won't come out." Aunt Ji's expression became less friendly when she mentioned Uncle Ji. She took the boy's wrist and became friendly again when she thought about going home soon, "Hehe, I'm home, Shuijingwan, your mistress is back!"

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Tang Zhi and Aunt Ji had gone away, and the young man named Ma Heyuan bought a bag of leftover steamed buns from the morning sale on the roadside, and ran under an elevated bridge in the imperial city. It is ventilated on both sides, but because there is a

The grooves can barely provide shelter from wind and rain, so they are the place of choice for many homeless people.

"Master, Master, let's eat."

He got under the bridge, where a man in rags was sleeping on the ground, snoring so loudly that no homeless people gathered around him. The young man's voice woke up the man, and he opened his groggy eyes and looked at the man.

Ma Heyuan, who was holding the bun, yawned and said, "Where did you get the bun?"

Ma Heyuan scratched his head and said: "Master, as you said, I will go get it."

"Are you coming?" The man stood up, scratched his head, and the wig on his head twisted, revealing half of his bald head and several burning crowns on his head. Ma Heyuan's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly

He straightened his wig and looked around, thankful that no homeless man noticed what he just saw.

The man didn't take it seriously and yawned: "This is not called coming, this is called alms."

Ma Heyuan looked around the group again. No one was near him, and the traffic was passing by on the bridge above his head. The noise they made was extremely effective in isolating their voices. Only then did he dare to continue: "But Master, didn't you say

Yes, we came from the Buddhist Kingdom of Tianzhu. The Han and Tang dynasties were at odds with our Buddhist Kingdom of Tianzhu. The Han and Tang dynasties banned any monks, which was more strict than the ban on practicing soul magic and magic. You said that if we were in Han

If the affairs of the Tang Dynasty are leaked, it will lead to death, so be careful. Didn't you also say that just in case, don't use our Buddhist words, and always use other words instead?"

After Ma Heyuan said this, he was hit with a chestnut on the head. The pain was so painful that he hugged his head and screamed.

"You know you have to keep a low profile about your grandma, but you still say so much? Are you afraid that no one will hear? Do you want to shout at the palace gate with the supreme Buddha's voice? Do you want to follow the dog emperor of the Han and Tang dynasties and say that I am a monk? You want me to die.

Isn't that right?" The words fell like a chestnut, and the man who hit people with double standards was beating heartily.

Ma Heyuan begged for mercy with tears in his eyes, "Master, I was wrong."

The man pursed his lips, grabbed a meat bun with one dirty hand and stuffed it into his mouth. He didn't look like a monk at all. He chewed the bun and said in a muffled voice: "It's good to know. Although it is dangerous to be sent deep into the hinterland by the host.

It’s a bit off, but pretending to be a Han and Tang Dynasty person drinking and eating meat at will is another kind of comfort.”

Ma Heyuan wiped away her tears and asked aggrievedly: "Master, what are we doing here? What mission does the host want us to complete when he sends us here? Why do you want me to participate in that competition?

Shouldn’t we keep a low profile?”

While rubbing his eyes, the man stuffed another bun into his mouth and said vaguely: "Don't ask so many questions. Just do whatever I ask you to do. Be brave. You are now a member of the Han and Tang dynasties.

Who knew you were from the Buddhist Kingdom of Tianzhu? Don’t be timid, just do it.”

The man yawned. After eating two buns, he lost his appetite. Then he raised a pair of clear eyes that were extremely inconsistent with his appearance, looked at the sky outside the bridge, and said: "Also, who told you this?"

The host sent us here."

"Who is that?"

The ruthless look on the man's face completely disappeared, and what appeared next was the extremely pure piety. He clasped his hands on his chest and spoke the Buddha's voice that was deafening.
Chapter completed!