Emperor Zhou said: "It's almost time, Zhu Qian, let's start!"
"Yes!" Uncle Zhu responded, pointed his toes, and landed lightly on the ring.
Then, he formed seals with his hands and poured his strength into the ring.
In an instant, the arena flashed with bright light, and then, silver iron pillars broke out of the ground and surrounded the arena.
Various runes are engraved on the iron pillars, which are constantly circulating.
"Hey, these iron pillars don't look simple!"
"Nonsense, that's deep sea silver iron!"
"What, deep-sea silver and iron? Dazhou actually used deep-sea silver and iron to make pillars, a waste of natural resources, a waste of natural resources!"
"..."
Ye Qiu heard the exclamations around him and asked, "Brother Kong, is deep sea silver and iron very precious?"
"Well." Kong Tianxia explained: "Deep Sea Silver Iron, as the name suggests, can only be found in the deep sea."
"This kind of thing itself is very rare. In addition, Zhongzhou is located in the center of the world of cultivation and is too far away from the sea. Therefore, deep-sea silver and iron are even more precious."
"Brother Ye doesn't know something. Deep-sea silver and iron are extremely hard and are an excellent material for refining peerless holy weapons."
Ye Qiu clicked his tongue.
The perfect material for refining a peerless holy weapon was refined into pillars by the Great Zhou Dynasty. It was indeed a waste of natural resources.
Kong Tianxia continued: "Da Zhou actually used so much deep-sea silver iron to build iron pillars. What a generous act!"
"This arena is protected by deep-sea silver iron. Even if a powerful saint attacks the arena, it will not cause any damage to the surrounding area."
At this time, I saw Uncle Zhu standing in the middle of the ring, cupping his hands around, and said loudly: "Everyone, before the fight begins, I want to announce a few rules."
"First, for the sake of fairness and justice, during the competition, everyone can use their best, or you can ask for helpers to fight. Of course, Ye Changsheng can also ask for helpers."
"Second, during the competition, whoever falls off the ring first will lose."
"The third and most important point is that during the competition, you must not make a fatal move until the point is reached."
"Remember, you must hit the mark and do not fight to the death, otherwise you will be immediately disqualified from the competition."
"Okay, I've said all that needs to be said, and the competition has officially begun."
As soon as Uncle Zhu finished speaking, a young man participating in the competition for the Prince Consort appeared on the ring, pointed at Ye Qiu in the audience and shouted arrogantly: "Ye Changsheng, come up here, I'll see you off..."
boom!
Before the young man finished speaking, an afterimage rushed onto the ring and kicked the young man away.
"Grandma, when will it be your turn to be arrogant?"
"In front of poor Taoist, you are not even a green onion."
"I still want to challenge the little brat, bah!"
The one who just knocked the young man away was Master Changmei.
"Pindao knows that you are going to use wheel fighting against Ye Changsheng today. As Ye Changsheng's good friend, Pindao will never tolerate so many of you bullying him, so... come to me if you have any problems!"
The real person with long eyebrows stood on the ring with a righteous and awe-inspiring look, which made everyone feel the same.
Although this old Taoist priest is not good at writing poems, he can handle them.
It’s worth having friends like this!
Kong Tianxia's face was full of admiration and he said: "I didn't expect the Taoist priest to be so righteous. I can't do it as well!"
What a bullshit, he just wants to show off.
Ye Qiu secretly said.
Master Changmei continued: "If you want to challenge Ye Changsheng, you must knock Pindao off the ring first."
"Although Pindao is kind-hearted, he will not show mercy when fighting."
"So...who comes first?"
The last voice of Master Changmei was full of momentum, and the voice contained real energy, like thunder rolling from the sky, making a buzzing sound.
"I come!"
At that moment, a young man in black jumped onto the ring and stood opposite the long-browed master.
This young man is at the pinnacle of spiritual enlightenment.
The young man bowed his hands to Master Changmei and said, "I admire the Taoist priest for standing up for his friends and attaching importance to love and righteousness, so I..."
Before he finished speaking, the words were picked up by Master Changmei: "You mean I'm old and you want me to do three moves, right? Thank you very much."
Young people are confused, that’s not what I meant!
Before he could explain, Master Changmei said with a smile: "Yes, you know how to respect the old and love the young. I am very optimistic about you. I believe that you will become an emperor in the future."
When the young man heard this, his face flushed instantly.
To attain enlightenment and become an emperor is the dream of all monks.
What's more, he is already pretentious.
The words of Master Changmei can be said to have touched the hearts of young people, giving them the feeling of meeting a close friend.
For a moment, he was in high spirits.
"Taoist Priest, I'll give you three moves, take action!" the young man said with a smile.
He even said that I could attain enlightenment and become an emperor, so what's the harm in letting him use three moves?
"Then I'm going to take action, please be careful." After Master Changmei finished speaking, he lightly slapped the young man with his palm.
Not only did the young man not fight back, he didn't even try to evade, and allowed Master Changmei to slap him on the body.
"Just this little power? Why does it feel like scratching an itch?"
The young man was disdainful, and said with a smile on his face: "Taoist Master, use more force, don't be afraid of hurting me."
"Okay, then I'll take action again."
Master Changmei hit the young man with another palm. The young man didn't feel any pain and said with a smile: "Taoist Master, try harder."
"Okay." After the Changmei master finished speaking, a huge force suddenly burst out from his palm, like an overwhelming force.
"No..." The young man just couldn't scream, and his body was like a kite with a broken string. He flew out of the ring and fell to the ground with a bruised nose and swollen eyes.
"Thank you for letting me have three moves, I agree." Changmei Zhenren stood on the ring and bowed his hands to the young man.
Only then did the young man react, and his face turned pale.
"You idiot, you pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger. It's so shameless."
The young man was extremely angry, but he had no choice but to scold Mr. Changmei in his heart for being shameless.
Other people competing for the Prince Consort also reacted and cursed one after another.
"This old Taoist priest is so shameless!"
"His strength is not weak in the first place, but he actually tricked others into giving him three moves. I have never seen such a shameless person!"
"unacceptable!"
"..."
The Changmei Master stood on the ring, ignored the curses, and said vigorously: "Who else?"
Whoosh!
A figure flew onto the stage.
Another young man.
"Taoist Priest, I won't let you." After the young man finished speaking, he rushed towards Master Changmei.
Seeing that, the young man had already rushed in front of Master Changmei, raised his fist and was about to hit Master Changmei.
"Wait a moment."
Master Longmei suddenly shouted, pointing behind the young man with a look of horror on his face, and asked: "What is behind you? Is it a human or a ghost?"
Um?
The young man was stunned.
"There is someone behind me? Why didn't I know?"
The young man was so frightened that he turned around quickly, but he didn't see a single ghost.
Little did he know, the moment he turned around, the Chang Mei Master flew up and kicked the young man in the chest.
