Huangji Peak, the peak where the famous Thunderbolt Hand Bao Zhuoru is located, is one of the three main peaks of Chizhu Peak.
At this time, at the top of the peak, there were already people standing near a martial arts performance platform covering an area of nearly ten acres.
The outside of the martial arts stage made of unknown white stone was surrounded by various flags.
There are red flags embroidered with the character '罴', green flags embroidered with the character 'turtle', yellow flags embroidered with lightning, and black flags embroidered with swords...
The flags of each peak in Tianhuo Mountain Range participating in the conference can be seen here.
The loud and high-pitched sound of pipa playing sounded, and a group of beautiful women in red skirts invited from nowhere walked gracefully to the center of the martial arts stage with light steps, performing beautiful dances for the martial arts people who came.
However, the martial arts people at the scene had never seen anything before, and they did not pay attention to the dancers. Instead, they glanced around, and those who knew each other would exchange pleasantries in surprise.
"Old Xu, why are you here! Hujiao Mansion must be more than a thousand miles away from Tianshan Mountain!"
"Haha! It's Xiao Geng. I can meet you here! To be honest, I just went to Jicheng recently to visit relatives. I heard that there was going to be a duel between famous people in Tianhuo Mountain. How could I miss such a grand scene? So I followed a caravan.
coming."
"Hu Feng! You idiot is here too! You still owe me five hundred taels of silver and haven't paid back!"
"Hey, Brother He, we meet everywhere in life. It's rare for us to meet in this remote place, so why bother talking about things that disgrace the scenery?"
Liu Mang, together with his senior brothers and sisters, the four of them also arrived at Huangji Peak early.
Naturally, Liu Mang still maintained his Qian Kun appearance, with an arrogant expression on his face, even more so than before, almost looking at others through his nostrils.
Along the way, he attracted unfriendly looks from many people, and he is very capable of inciting hatred.
The scene was so crowded that even if both parties were very close, they had to speak loudly to be heard.
Second Senior Brother Li Bingqiang looked at the sea of people in front of him in stunned silence, "I have never seen so many people come to the Skyfire Conference."
Fourth senior brother Yang Zhedao said, "If you look around, there are at least a thousand people, and there are still people coming up in a steady stream."
Young senior sister Huang Saixian said, "It seems that this competition is not going to be easy. Fortunately, we have young... Mr. Qian to help us."
Liu Mang has now assumed the role of Qian Kun and said arrogantly, "I, Qian Kun, will become famous at this conference. The more people who come, the more I like it, because they will all become stepping stones for me to become famous!"
His arrogant demeanor makes people want to go up and slap him, and it also makes Li Bingqiang and others look at each other. This is so similar to the acting.
If they had not known in advance that he was Liu Mang himself, they would never have imagined that this person was an imposter.
After the dancers on the martial arts stage finished their performance, a figure suddenly landed from the sky in the center of the venue, and an old man wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe appeared.
The old man's erect hair was simply tied with a white jade hairpin, and his face was peaceful and smiling.
His hair is snow-white and his face has very few wrinkles. His eyes are piercing and his eyes are shining like a god all the time. The temples on both sides are obviously protruding, which shows that this person has extremely advanced cultivation.
He opened his mouth slightly, and his clear voice spread throughout the entire Huangji Peak, even completely overpowering the noisy chatter of everyone present.
"Welcome to all of you to attend the Heavenly Fire Conference. I, Bao Zhuoru, welcome you on behalf of the peaks of the Heavenly Fire Mountain!"
As soon as the old man finished speaking, everyone at the scene couldn't help but lower their voices, and everyone looked at the center of the martial arts stage with respectful expressions.
"This is the famous Thunderbolt Hand!"
"It looks so peaceful on the outside. Who would have thought that there were so many corpses under his command?"
"I'm afraid the other two celebrities won't show up today. According to the usual practice, they will have to wait until at least tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
As the saying goes, people are reflected in the shadow of famous trees, and the name of Thunderbolt Hand resounds throughout the martial arts world. Any famous figure in the martial arts world is definitely a powerful figure in the past!
When Liu Mang was in the inner city of Jiangcheng, he also heard the storyteller tell the story of the Thunderbolt Hand fighting against the Taiyun bandits when he was young. Because of the existence of the Thunderbolt Hand, more than half of the Eighteen Bandits in Taiyun Mountain had changed their masters.
I could only hear thunderbolt player Bao Zhuoru continuing to laugh and say, "Now the roll call will begin for each peak. Please give me some face and come on stage to cooperate."
Bao Zhuoru looked extremely kind, but no one in the audience dared to be careless about it.
There is only a wrong name, not a wrong nickname. If you show off because of this, then he will let you know what cruelty is.
After saying a few things, Bao Zhuoru stood up and disappeared.
Then a thin old man in yellow clothes slowly walked up to the stage. He was obviously from Huang Jifeng's lineage.
He solemnly said, "There are a total of 117 mountain peaks participating in the Skyfire Conference this time. The roll call and tokens will be received according to the seating order of the previous conference. Those who did not participate in the previous conference will be comprehensively judged according to the rankings of previous conferences.
"
He took out a yellow paper book and read, "Token No. 1, Huang Jifeng."
Then three young men in yellow brocade clothes with a lightning bolt embroidered on them came up. They all greeted the audience with clasped fists and began to introduce themselves.
"Huang Jifeng, Sun Chen."
"Huang Jifeng, Wang Likun."
"Huang Ji Feng, Xia Tian."
Then Sun Chen, the leader, received the token marked with number one, and the three of them walked off the stage.
Everyone in the audience discussed:
"This Huang Jifeng is so confident that he didn't even ask for help."
"I was number one last time, why should I ask for help?"
"That's different. The scale of this Sky Fire Conference is much larger than before. There are many experts from the Central Plains."
On the stage, the thin old man then called the second mountain peak, "Token No. 2, Qingxu Peak."
The three people from Qingxu Peak walked onto the stage one after another.
The first two were wearing green Taoist uniforms with the word "turtle" embroidered on them, while the last one was wearing white clothes. He was obviously not a disciple of the Qingxu Peak lineage.
After the two people from Qingxu Peak reported their names, the last man, who was about twenty years old, stood gracefully in front of everyone.
I saw him dressed in white, with a green flute hanging from his waist. His face was like a crown jewel and he was tall and slender. He confidently said to the crowd:
"I, Ouyang Qi of Yulong Palace, and Tian assist Qingxu Peak. This time I come to meet the heroes of the world!"
After saying that, he followed the other two people and walked off the stage.
"Isn't the Yulong Palace a force in Southern Xinjiang?"
"This Ouyang Qi's name sounds so familiar. He must have been on the Tiger List!"
The third person to take the roll call was the people from Xiaofeng Kuanglong Peak. In addition to the two local people, they also invited a young and stern-faced assistant.
"Golden Bell Gate, Wei Xiutao!" The man glanced downwards with a cold expression, and then said sternly, "I am here specifically for Chizhu Peak for this Sky Fire Conference. I hope you can take my five punches!"
As soon as this person finished speaking, heated discussions broke out in the audience.
"The Golden Bell Sect is a major sect of foreign martial arts in the Central Plains, and the Golden Bell Shield is said to be unparalleled in defense!"
"Wei Xiutao was ranked in the top five of the Tiger List when he was ranked two years ago. With his natural power, it is difficult for anyone to catch more than five punches from him! Therefore, he is nicknamed Wei Wuquan."
"Seeing that his aura has entered the fourth level, I don't know how high his strength has risen. I'm afraid it will be difficult for Chizhu Peak!"
Wei Xiutao was so satisfied with the enthusiastic response from the audience that he walked off the stage proudly without even bothering to throw a punch.
The faces of the people in Chizhu Peak below the stage were ugly. Li Bingqiang said angrily, "This Wei Xiutao is too arrogant! Young Master Qian, are you confident?"
"It doesn't take five punches from me to blow him up." Liu Mang said disdainfully, his expression even more arrogant, which made everyone in Chizhu Peak feel relieved.
The fourth person to take the roll call was from Xiaofeng Luanniaofeng, and they also invited an assistant.
"Wan Du Sect, Li Qing, came here specifically for Scarlet Peak to settle the grudge against my uncle." This man was wearing a black robe, his voice was hoarse, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in mist.
After he stepped down, the crowd around him immediately made way for him to open a large space, and no one dared to have any contact with him.
"Why did this cruel sect send people here?"
"How many enemies have Chizhu Peak provoked?"
"Li Qing, when he was ranked three years ago, he was still in the top ten of the Tiger List. But I would rather meet someone who is in the top three of the Tiger List than meet him who is full of poison!"
Next, seven or eight people from Xiaofeng came up in succession, and each of them invited powerful helpers.
"Tang Family of Crane City, Tang Sanfeng! Tian is assisting Blackfish Peak. This time he is here to beat up the people of Chizhu Peak!"
"Mingjian Villa, Gongsun Fang! An elder of our sect was once severely injured and died by Zhong Yulong. This time he came to settle the score!"
"Cuiwei Temple, **, this time Tian will help Ling Haifeng. If I meet someone from Chizhu Peak on the stage, I will never show mercy!"
"Ice Soul Sect, Wang Yuanjian, is here to avenge the previous leader!"
"Wang Channing, Baihua Sword Sect! I hope no one from Chizhu Peak will encounter me!"
Most of the seven or eight assisting fists had a grudge against Chizhu Peak, and the people in the audience were talking about it with excitement.
"The Tang family in Crane City has unparalleled hidden weapons in the world! They are unpredictable!"
"I didn't expect that the always neutral Mingjian Villa would also send people here. They are no less powerful than the top ten sects!"
"People from the Baihua Sword Sect are also here. These are the real top ten sects! This Wang Xanning is currently fourth on the Tiger List!"
Different from other people's mentality of watching the excitement, the faces of everyone here at Chizhu Peak are not so good.
"It's so big now, why are there so many ruthless people?" Li Bingqiang asked with a worried look.
"Although Young Master Qian is powerful, he can't beat four hands with just two fists!" Huang Saixian was also very worried.
Although Liu Mang was powerful in their minds, those who clamored on stage were all ruthless people who were famous or had a big background.
Liu Mang thought of another aspect, and he said speechlessly, "How many names did you have in the last term? Why haven't you called them yet?"
"This seems to be a dozen. The first two times were outside the top five. You can still get the Red Devil Pool by virtue of being on top of the main peak.
There is nothing we can do this time, and Master Zhong himself is embarrassed to occupy it by force anymore." Li Bingqiang said embarrassedly.
I could only hear the thin old man on the stage shouting "Token No. 13, Chizhu Peak."
Liu Mang, Li Bingqiang, and Yang Zhe looked refreshed, and walked toward the martial arts stage with their chests raised and their heads raised.
"Red Peak, Li Bingqiang."
"Crimson Peak, Yang Zhe."
When it was Liu Mang's turn, he could be seen slowly scanning the audience with his arrogant eyes. When everyone was almost impatient with waiting, he looked arrogant and spoke with his nostrils pointing to the sky.
"Lingnan Qian Family, Qian Kun."
"Everyone who meets me in this competition will be stepped on by me!
The harsher you speak now, the worse you will be beaten by me later!"
"Remember, call your grandfather's name, Qian Kun!"
As soon as Liu Mang said these cruel words, the whole place was in an uproar.