After turning countless corners, Su Sheng felt that this old boy was leading him in circles, so he immediately kicked him, "If we don't reach the Sword King Sect within a quarter of an hour, believe it or not, I will kill you monkey."
His face was beaten into a pig’s face.”
"Sir, I believe it, I believe it, it will be here soon," he responded repeatedly, covering his buttocks.
Xianyu turned his back and kept cursing in his heart, "Let's go to the Sword King Sect and see how you die."
Half a quarter of an hour later, a huge mountain gate appeared in front of Su Sheng's eyes. He slowly raised his head. There were three big characters written on a huge plaque:
Sword King Sect
Su Sheng couldn't help but scorned, "I don't know who wrote this word, it's crooked."
Su Sheng turned around and saw that Xianyu had long disappeared. He shrugged his shoulders slightly and didn't care. He was too lazy to care about a little ruffian. He walked slowly into it, and bursts of noise entered Su Sheng's room.
ear.
In a high-rise building, Xianyu was breathing heavily at the moment. He watched Su Sheng walk in quietly, took a breath and cursed, "Fortunately, I reacted quickly and grabbed my spectator ticket. I'll wait for you later."
Look how you died, I have never seen such an idiot, he dared to come to the door after offending the Sword King Sect."
. . . . . .
A huge arena appeared in front of Su Sheng's eyes. The arena was surrounded by spectators. Some were shouting and cheering, while others were sad and disappointed.
Just when Su Sheng wanted to get closer, a burly man stopped Su Sheng, rubbing his two fingers together and mumbling,
"You can only go in if you have a spectator ticket, otherwise you can only watch it here."
Su Sheng looked at the tall guy in front of him and casually handed over the spectator ticket he snatched from Xianyu.
A pair of big hands held the spectator ticket in front of his eyes and looked at it. He kept turning it over and confirming it repeatedly. Su Sheng was speechless. Looking at his eyes full of "wisdom", he bypassed him and walked straight in.
. .
After a while, the tall and burly man nodded in confirmation,
"Your ticket is fine, let's go in"
He slowly lowered his head, and he had already disappeared, with a look of confusion on his face.
"Where are people? Was it an illusion just now?"
At this moment, the two people were fighting fiercely on the ring. Su Sheng silently squeezed in. He was not here to watch this group of children fight. Of course, he had other purposes. But soon he was speechless and walked among the crowd.
, he was completely confused about the direction and unknowingly squeezed into the front of the ring.
Su Sheng's face turned pale, and he found a place to sit down, ready to wait for them to finish. Looking at the sunset, he thought it would be soon.
The two young men in the physical training realm were fighting back and forth. Sparks were faintly popping out of their fists. The slight spiritual energy under their feet was like a breeze. There were loud cheers in the ring.
"Shitou, defeat him! I gave you fifty silver notes."
"It's quite heavy. Don't lose to a stone. I believe in you!"
Su Sheng immediately understood that these people came here to place bets, no wonder they were so excited.
The middle-aged uncle beside Su Sheng suddenly poked him with his elbow and said, "Brother, who do you think will win?"
Su Sheng looked at the bet in his hand and saw the word "very heavy" written on it. With his eyesight, he certainly knew who would win. Although "very heavy" punches were strong and powerful, the stones were obviously more stable and the footwork was well-proportioned.
Every punch reduces consumption. Over time, when the brute strength is exhausted, the stone will naturally win.
Su Sheng smiled and did not lie, "If you keep hitting, the stone will win in about one stick of incense."
The middle-aged uncle was stunned for a moment, but he obviously didn't believe it and retorted,
"Man Zhong is the best disciple of the Sword King Sect's outer sect this year. How could he lose to Shitou, who only joined the sect this year, and he only knows how to win in defense?"
Just when Su Sheng was about to say something, a fat man with a big belly behind the uncle already said,
"Shitou will definitely win. He is definitely the biggest dark horse this year."
Su Sheng couldn't help but nod, yes, although he looks ordinary, he is very discerning.
Sure enough, earlier than Su Sheng expected, Quang Zhong was gradually beginning to lose his strength. As long as Shitou held his ground, victory would be a matter of time.
Man Zhong has begun to panic, and his spiritual energy is almost exhausted, but he has been unable to break through his defense. His eyes are fierce, and he must give it a try. If he continues like this, he will definitely fail. Strength pours into his feet, and his spiritual energy bursts out.
, coupled with his huge figure, rushed towards the stone like a cannonball.
Su Sheng couldn't help but shake his head, "It's still too hasty." Shitou was obviously prepared, and this move would only slightly hurt him at most.
Shitou's eyes were cold and handsome, and the yellow spiritual energy in his hand was running at full strength. He also rushed over with a heavy fist, and an explosion-like sound came.
boom!!
This move was indeed very powerful, and the people in the ring cheered loudly, thinking that they were going to win.
Su Sheng looked at the crowd and couldn't help but laugh, "It seems like we are going to get an upset today." After a quick look, it was obvious that there were more people buying Man Chong Sheng.
The smoke dissipated, and Qu Zhong froze on the spot, kneeling on one knee on the ground, gasping for air. This move used up all his spiritual energy. He slowly raised his head,
"You should be defeated now, right?"
However, the scene in front of him shocked him. Apart from the tattered clothes on his upper body, Shitou had no injuries at all. He smiled innocently.
Manzhong was stunned for a moment. Looking at Shitou's naive smile, he had a bitter look on his face. Even though he was one level higher than Shitou, he still lost to him.
But just when the two thought the battle was over, Shitou suddenly looked frightened, his lips trembled, and his eyes dimmed, and he said:
"I surrender"
Quang Zhong looked at Shi Shi in disbelief, and wanted to say something, but saw Shi Shi had turned back, and there was no light in his eyes.
Everyone under the ring also reacted, and everyone who bet on Manzhong's victory cheered again and again.
"Hahaha, I knew that Qian Zhong would definitely win." The middle-aged uncle looked at Su Sheng with a proud look on his face, while the bloated man looked decadent.
Su Sheng did not pay attention to him, but looked at the back of the stone, thinking for a moment.
A sturdy old man came forward, held his heavy palm, and announced loudly,
“The champion of this year’s Outer Sect Martial Arts Tournament is—Quite Heavy!”
"Okay! My son is doing well," a tall and thick figure in the crowd kept shouting. Su Sheng took a quick look and saw that they looked very similar to each other, and at first glance they were father and son.
Although Man Zhong didn't know the reason, he was still very happy. After all, he was the champion of the martial arts tournament.
Suddenly a figure slowly flew down. He touched his beard and looked at Man Zhong with satisfaction, "Little guy, the champion of the martial arts tournament can become the disciple of an elder. Are you willing to become my disciple?", and then
said,
"I am one of the elders of the Sword King Sect's Shoushan, and I am in the Tongxuan realm."
Quite Zhong was stunned. Before he could nod, a few more people fell down.
"The old ghost is very quick to start, but you can't let such a good seedling go to waste." Then he looked at Gan Zhong again,
"I'm also a former person in the Tongxuan realm, but I'm a little stronger than this old man."
"Hmph! You guys are really fast, little guy. These two are unreliable. Become my disciple and I will teach you what I have learned throughout my life."
Quang Zhong felt that happiness came too suddenly, and for a moment he didn't know what to do. He stammered, hesitating, "I, I, I don't know."
Just when the scene was at a stalemate, a deep voice came,
"Don't fight anymore, I'll accept this little guy."
The few people who were still arguing with each other just now were stunned for a moment and quickly stopped and nodded.
"I will obey the order of the Supreme Elder!"
They glanced at the heavy stone, then looked at the dazed stone on the side, and couldn't help but feel sorry for it, and then turned into a bright light and left.
Everyone under the ring couldn't help but be stunned. They saw the middle-aged man laughing crazily when he saw this scene.
"Hahaha, he is indeed my overbearing son."
Su Sheng couldn't help but frown and glanced at the stone again. He had a clear idea in his mind.
"It seems that Qing Zhong is about to fly into the sky."
"That's for sure, this is the supreme elder of the Sword King Sect, and he personally accepted Man Zhong as his disciple."
Man Zhong was also very proud at this moment, enjoying the praise from the audience. The old man announcing the results of the competition was also full of smiles.
"Little guy, congratulations, the Supreme Elder has not accepted a disciple for nearly a hundred years."
Man Zhong was extremely excited, "This junior will certainly live up to expectations."