“Come out to get your meal and it will be gone if it’s late!”
A guard shouted outside, "Quick! Come out and get your meal."
In an instant, it became more lively outside.
In the corner, a tall but not burly man opened the tent curtain and walked out.
"Two or three pieces of money."
The man's voice was obviously suppressed.
"There are no separate meals today, just take whatever you want."
The guard waved his hand.
"Master said, there are too many people in the back mountain, it is difficult to control, and there is not so much time to waste on waste."
"Starting from today, all the systems in the Houshan area have been changed."
"You can take as much as you want. Anyway, it's just a matter of one or two meals. After you take the food, come over and draw lots."
"Everyone present has been arranged and divided into four groups today, all of which will be carried out in the form of group fights."
"In each group, the last five people standing on the field can enter the next area."
"Come on, come on, those who haven't signed can't play, don't forget!"
Qiao Mu, disguised as a man, took two portions of wild vegetables and a bag of steamed buns and returned to the tent.
In the tent, Jian Yi and Feng Jiu'er sat opposite each other, waiting for the people who left to come back.
Qiao Mu placed the wild vegetables in the middle and put down the steamed buns.
Jian turned around and took the cloth bag.
He took the box out of the bag, opened it, and placed it in the middle.
"You just took three chicken legs?"
Qiao Mu, who was dressed like a man in his thirties or forties, frowned.
"Jiu'er said it's okay."
Jian Yi, who had dark skin, picked up a chicken leg and handed it to Feng Jiu'er.
Feng Jiu'er, who had equally dark skin and a thin body, wore a linen coat that didn't fit well and tied her head with linen, took the chicken leg and took a bite.
"That's enough."
"That's right."
Qiao Mu nodded, holding three bamboo sticks in his hand, "It is said from outside that the competition system will be changed starting today, with group fights being the main focus."
"There are three lots here, one for the first game and two for the second game. I'll go first."
Qiao Mu gave one lot to each of Jian Yi and Feng Jiu'er.
Qiao Mu's dress today is similar to that of Feng Jiu'er and Jian Yi. They are both honest and humble common people.
The three brothers came from another square city, and this time they came for the position of Thunder King.
To be exact, no one who comes here is not here for the King of Thunder.
Feng Jiuer and Jianyi took the lot without saying a word and continued eating.
It is no surprise that all three of them will definitely stand out today.
Qiao Mu entered the wooden house area in advance and waited for the two people behind him.
Feng Jiuer didn't take any action from beginning to end, and Jian Yi kept hiding his strength.
Among this group of people, few really understand martial arts and can persevere to the end without any problems.
Feng Jiuer didn't take any action, Jianyi was protecting her, and no one else even had a chance to touch her.
Before lunch, the three of them got together again.
The wooden house was not big, so Qiao Mu spent some money and chose a room for three people.
When lunch started, people from rows of wooden houses came out and gathered in the middle courtyard.
The food here is quite good. There are roasted sheep on both sides. You can eat as many as you want and no one will say anything.
People who can enter the wooden house area are not bad at martial arts. In this inn, people with good martial arts will be respected.
"Your kid also eats mutton?"
A guard looked at the man standing in front of the roasted sheep and walked over in a few steps.
Feng Jiu'er had just taken the mutton given to her by Jianyi, and when she raised her eyes, she met the guard's gaze.
"Why can't I?"
She glanced at the guard with an indifferent look.
When Jian saw this, he put down the short meat-cutting knife and protected Feng Jiuer behind him.
"Look, isn't it all because of your elder brother that you can come in?"
The guard couldn't see Feng Jiu'er, but he still looked down upon her.
"Of the ten people who came in this morning, you are the worst in martial arts."
"You don't have any martial arts skills, and you look like you, and you dare to come out and embarrass yourself. I really don't know how high the sky is!"
The guard snorted coldly and drew his sword.
"what are you up to?"
Seeing this, Qiao Mu came over aggressively.
The guard looked at Qiao Mu, who was the most powerful martial artist in the first scene, and gave him a polite look.
The master cherishes his talents, and even the guards dare not offend those who are capable.
"nothing?"
He glanced at Feng Jiu'er who came out from behind Jian Yi, took the sword and chopped off a piece of meat.
"You are lucky to be able to come in today!"
"For subsequent competitions, you have to rely on your own strength. Don't think that you are great just because you have two powerful brothers!"
The guard shook his head in disdain, picked up a piece of mutton, and turned away.
"Yes, it's really disgusting that someone who is obviously incompetent can still eat and live with us!"
Not far away, a man put down the basin in his hand and sat down to eat.
"that is!"
Another man said disdainfully, "If it weren't for the extra one, Brother Yang would definitely be able to get in."
"It's so good, but I don't know how to change the system to give these people an advantage!"
"What can be done?"
The man next to him sighed silently, "I can only blame Brother Yang for his bad luck."
"Walk."
Feng Jiuer carried the mutton and walked to the other side.
She had known that if she had not taken action, she would definitely attract criticism.
Therefore, Feng Jiuer feels that it is normal to be sprayed now.
Jian Yi and Qiao Mu followed Feng Jiu'er and sat down on a table and chair somewhere.
But unexpectedly, another boring person came over.
"Boy, do you dare to compete?"
A burly man sat down next to Qiao Mu and looked at Feng Jiuer opposite.
Jian Yi was about to stand up, but Feng Jiu'er held his arm.
She looked at the speaker and raised her eyebrows: "Do you mean you can't wait to get on the ring?"
"You may not be able to match up in the ring. Anyway, today you and I have nothing to do, and my skin is itchy."
The man said.
"Boss Yang, are you feeling uncomfortable because Brother Yang can't come in?"
Another man sat down not far from them.
"So what?"
Boss Yang glanced at the man.
He is the brother of Brother Yang who was said to have been wiped out just now.
Boss Yang's eyes came to Feng Jiuer.
"I'm going to the next area today. You fight me. If you win, I'll give up my position to you!"
"But if you lose, get out and have a good fight with my brother!"
"Yeah?"
Feng Jiuer looked at Boss Yang and raised her lips slightly, "Is it possible that you have the final say here?"
"certainly."
Boss Yang raised his head and chest, "I am the best in martial arts among this group of people."
"The master values people like me, so what I say will definitely count!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Yang stood up.
"Wait a moment and I'll let you know that I have the final say here!"
Without saying a word, Mr. Yang left.
Many people heard the commotion and came over one after another.
Feng Jiuer acted as if nothing had happened, picked up a piece of meat and took a small bite.
Seeing her shaking her head, Qiao Mu gave her a sweet potato.
