More than a hundred people from all walks of life gathered noisily in front of the ruined temple, and surrounded Xie Changyuan as he sat on the ground in the middle.
Their eyes were burning, looking at Xie Changyuan like a god, full of respect.
Sitting beside Xie Changyuan were three men and two women, namely an old man, two middle-aged men and two young women.
The old man calls himself Crazy Sword Xiao Jinfeng. He has a burly figure with long beard and hair, and his silver hair stands on end. He looks like a silver lion. However, his right arm is wrapped in a bandage, and he is obviously injured.
The other two middle-aged people are both around fifty years old. They are well-dressed, have decent faces, have a strong aura, and have a good background. They have obviously been in the ninth level of body training for many years, and they are only one step away from the Martial God realm.
Layers of window paper.
These two people are Lu Ming and Huoyan Suanni Kang Youde respectively.
These two men were both well-known figures in the world of the Song Dynasty. Although they did not form a sect, their subordinates, Jiaolong Village and Suanni Village, were famous in the world.
Crazy Sword Xiao Jinfeng is also a famous martial arts veteran, a master of the older generation, and is also at the peak of the ninth level of physical training.
Only people with this status can occupy the position next to Xie Changyuan. Although many people wanted to come over, they saw the three martial arts masters here and sat beside him angrily.
As for the other two women, they are the daughters of Ji Liuming and Kang Youde, Ji Xiaofu and Kang Shaojun.
Anyone with a keen eye will recognize that these two women were the ones shouting from the audience when Xie Changyuan was fighting.
At that time, Kang Shaojun said frankly that if Xie Changyuan won the battle, he would marry Ji Xiaofu to him. This was naturally just a joke. Kang Shaojun thought so, and Xie Changyuan thought so too, but the young and careless Ji Xiaofu was blushing at the moment.
A pair of big eyes glanced at Xie Changyuan from time to time, and then quickly shifted their gaze.
Mad Knife Xiao Jinfeng was a cheerful person, holding a wine bowl in his hand and toasting frequently. There was a hint of gloom in his old brows that seemed to be spreading. As he drank two kilograms of white wine, his voice became much higher.
"Relieve my anger! I feel relieved!"
It turns out that Chen Baixiong, the Jiangnan Golden Swordsman who was torn into two pieces by Xu An a few days ago, is Xiao Jinfeng's disciple.
The apprentice died tragically in the ring, and the master naturally wanted to take revenge. However, when Xiao Jinfeng came on the stage to compete, he did not meet Xu An, but met Liang Xian, the poisonous dragon dart.
Liang Xian was naturally not Xiao Jinfeng's opponent, but at the critical moment of victory, he used the magic weapon of the shrine and sent out a thunderbolt to injure Xiao Jinfeng.
If Xiao Jinfeng hadn't reacted quickly, he might have been hit not on his arm, but on his chest.
He was very depressed at first. The pain of losing his disciple and his own defeat in the ring made him look much older.
Until yesterday, Xie Changyuan defeated Xu An in the ring, and drove away the other four major champions with one look. This move was very satisfying. At that time, Xiao Jinfeng smiled up to the sky in the audience, with tears in his smile, sighing that the great revenge had been avenged.
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Xie Changyuan didn't know how to comfort the old man, so he just clinked glasses with Xiao Jinfeng frequently and drank water to accompany him.
As for Ji Liuming and Kang Youde, Xie Changyuan didn't have any deep feelings. After all, these two were both powerful people who ran a force in the martial arts of the Song Dynasty.
There are also many compliments.
Not long after, it seemed that the two sides had exhausted the topic, so Lu Jiaolong Ji left his name and asked the question he really wanted to ask.
"I wonder if Mr. Xie will go to the Xicheng Arena to compete next?"
They all hope that Xie Changyuan will go there a few more times. After all, after many days of competition, many people have become afraid of the magic weapon of the shrine.
Now the unfathomable Xie Changyuan has emerged. To a certain extent, it has indeed boosted the morale of the Song Dynasty.
Hearing this, Xie Changyuan simply shook his head.
"The chickens and dogs are not worthy of my action again."
This truthful statement immediately made everyone present feel embarrassed.
They gathered here to challenge the Twelve Divine Palaces, but failed to win a single battle for more than half a month. Even if they were close to the realm of the Four Great Vajras, they were often defeated at the last moment by a magic weapon that looked like a half-cane.
This thing is so powerful that the body-protecting Qi of the ninth level of body refining can be penetrated at will, which is really terrifying!
Kang Youde said, "It doesn't matter. You Xie warriors are stationed in Bianliang City, so those Western barbarians must not dare to go on stage to compete again."
Having said this, Kang Youde sighed and placed his hands heavily on his knees, his face full of helplessness.
"Even if I and other warriors have objections, they can't stop the Emperor of the Song Dynasty from making his decision. It's a pity that the Song Dynasty has been in Zuo for thousands of years, but now it has to be surrendered in vain. Damn the Westerners!"
With these words, everyone present fell silent.
Indeed, even if they fight for life and death on the stage, they will not be able to affect the development of the general situation in the end. The reason why they still go on stage is just to express the bad breath in their hearts.
When a country is in trouble, everyone has a responsibility. When a country faces a huge threat, the first people to stand up are often warriors. However, this time the Song Dynasty and even the entire Changsheng Continent are not facing a straightforward battle.
War, but a kind of assimilation!
Western forces are marching into the East in a way of assimilation, starting from the upper class and leaving the people at the bottom without any say at all.
Xie Changyuan shook his head, "These weirdos always offer benefits that those in power cannot refuse."
The Twelve Divine Palaces can force an old man who has been established for many years to get a golden elixir, and can also promise the Emperor of the Song Dynasty immortality. This is indeed an irresistible temptation for the person involved.
It has to be said that when the aura of heaven and earth in the East dried up and the West rose, the two sides were no longer on the same level in some aspects.
The things you long for can be easily thrown to the ground for you to pick up. Such a gap makes even Xie Changyuan feel chilled when he thinks about it.
Suddenly, Xie Changyuan laughed.
He opened his mouth and said, "Everyone, would you like to do something important with me?"
Everyone looked stern. Xiao Jinfeng was impatient and asked immediately.
"What's the big deal?"
Several people seemed to have noticed something. Kang Youde and Ji Liuming respectively ordered their daughters to get up and leave.
At the same time, Xiao Jinfeng's body was filled with Gang Qi, and the thick body-protecting Gang Qi directly enveloped the four people, isolating them from hundreds of people outside.
Ji Xiaofu and Kang Shaojun glanced at Xie Changyuan with resentment, then left the place and silently walked outside to wait.
Under the public gaze, everyone noticed the movement on Xie Changyuan's side. They could see Xie Changyuan and the others inside the red aura, but their voices were isolated and no one knew the content of their conversation.
Within the Gangqi circle, Xie Changyuan slowly spoke.
"Do you know where the Taoist monks captured by the Song Dynasty court were imprisoned?"