"Sir, the young man wearing red silk in the middle ring is also a member of the King of Qi, and his name is Pang Si." The servant watched carefully at this time and said again.
"Pang Si?" Fang Zhen listened and tapped the handle of the wheelchair lightly with his fingers: "What exactly did King Qi have in mind? He was afraid that Zheng Huai would be defeated, so he sent a few more people?"
"This Pang Si's martial arts is also good. He is good at boxing. He once killed a Jianghu man who had refined his muscles, bones and skin martial arts with one punch, so he was nicknamed Pang Yifeng." The servant whispered beside him: "Maybe this is it.
The strongest among the group."
"The strongest one?" Fang Zhen stared at "Pang Yifeng", watched him take the stage, and said slowly: "You have to keep an eye on this person. If you reach the finals, you can't relax your monitoring."
An Sheng was just a spy. If he wanted to assassinate the king, he would have no choice but to kill him. After all, this was beyond the scope of the default unspoken rules in the capital circle.
While they were talking, some of the five people in front of the ring squeezed out and rushed to the betting area.
Fang Zhen watched for a while and suddenly asked: "Can I still place bets now?"
The servant looked at it and said, "Sir, according to the rules, twenty people are on stage to show off, and you can place bets before there is a formal competition."
Fang Zhen said calmly: "You know martial arts very well. If you make a list of five possible winners, just give me a bet of one hundred taels."
He didn't believe that King Dai and others didn't place bets. If that was the case, why bother holding it? If you could make a fortune, why not make a profit?
The prince's annual income is only 20,000 taels, and one hundred taels of silver is not a small amount in the eyes of the Hou Mansion. Even if it is doubled, the money you get is not free!
Since people like Pang Si can be sent by the King of Qi, it means that there must be two brushes, at least they will not be brushed off in the preliminary round, and they can bet specifically for the people sent by the King of Qi to earn money.
The servant should immediately send someone to place the bet.
The five arenas are on a high platform not far apart. It is 40 square meters. It has no roof, but there is an umbrella to protect it from the sun. There is a table in front of it with some fruits and snacks on it. There are servants and soldiers standing on both sides, and Luo Jiang is hidden behind him.
Protection can be said to be heavily guarded.
Even if the people standing in front of the ring looked around, they could only see the strictness and did not dare to look at it. However, everyone knew that the person sitting under the umbrella must be the acting king.
This kind of "privilege" is taken for granted by everyone. You can't ask the dignified prince to really stand with the people? This is to watch a game, not to hold a sacrifice. There is no need for the prince to be the protagonist.
The people in the viewing booth were mainly small officials, and they were very lucky that the king did not sit with them. Otherwise, how could he let go while watching the game? Wouldn't it be that he was always trembling with fear? This is the best!
Listening to Qin Sanshan and Zheng Huai talking on the stage, he lowered his eyes and saw half a piece of rosewood floating in his field of vision with a faint blue light.
"Qin Sanshan teaches you "Qin's Thunder Palm", do you accept it?"
"Zheng Huai teaches you "Zheng's Leg Technique", do you accept it?"
"Pang Si teaches you "Through Back Boxing", do you accept it?"
Not only these three people, but also the seventeen Jianghu people who took turns on the ring, gave Su Ziji seventeen options before his eyes.
"Yes!" Su Ziji answered them all, and twenty waves of coolness poured down on his head one after another.
"Learned "Qin's Thunder Palm", [Purple Energy Comes from the East] 118"
"Learned "Zheng's Leg Technique", [Purple Qi from the East] 101"
"Learned "Through Back Fist", [Purple Qi from the East] 305"
Su Ziji has long been accustomed to this kind of learning, so there is nothing strange about his appearance. Although the boxing skills and palm skills are not really lacking, and the overall instruction is minimal, he can always understand it. This is a good thing.
how!
In addition to back-to-back boxing, one of them, Zhang Tiecheng, was a little bit special in his use of an axe. He looked like a tiger and a tiger, but when he actually passed it on, his name was "The Life-Chasing Small Axe." It seems that the real essence is to use a small axe.
Come and have fun.
Somewhat interesting, Su Ziji thought, this special weapon might give him new inspiration.
"Moreover, the experience points brought by the twenty people are all around 100, with some only having 70 points, and most having 300 points, but the life-chasing hatchet has 700 points, which shows that this technique has good potential, or in other words,
It makes up for my shortcomings in this area, so I have so much."
However, Su Ziji didn't have any martial arts skills to study this for the time being, so he just thought about it and let it go.
"Although giving more experience does not necessarily mean that you have high martial arts skills, it may just mean that your skills are excellent, but overall, the winning rate will definitely be greater."
Su Ziji felt that there was no point in continuing to watch the competition on stage. After thinking about it, he called out: "Mr. Lu."
The wild Taoist stood guard under the stage and quickly stepped forward and bowed.
"You know why I don't host it myself?"
After hearing this, the wild Taoist just thought for a while and then smiled: "Hosting it ourselves is very implicated. We may have lost money due to malicious betting. Besides, even if we don't lose money, we not only host the game but also host the bets, so others may not place bets."
You can rest assured."
"Yes, that's the reason. Also, if someone else hosts it, I can place bets, and it's not bad to make a little money." Su Ziji said casually with a smile.
"This Zhang Tiecheng is good, and there are Zheng Huai, Wei Hai, Pang Si... I will choose them for the five-person list this time!"
The wild Taoist responded with a smile, pointed at a smart-looking man standing there and said, "Third brother, did you hear what the king said? You can buy it in several batches!"
"Yes, little one, let's go right now!" This man is from the Wild Taoist people, and naturally he can also be regarded as the king's man. He smiled and agreed, and was about to run down when he listened to the Wild Taoist people's instructions: "Don't buy too much, I understand.
What?"
Stupid people will buy a lot, but others are not fools either. It is easy to find out. You must leave more than half of the profits to others, so that others can cooperate happily.
"Yes, I understand."
He withdrew his gaze with satisfaction, and the wild Taoist glanced at the woman standing quietly behind his lord. Luo Jiang had been doing something wrong recently, and he was a little worried.
At this time, on the stage, ten people were ready to take the stage.
After a while, the bets were placed, a gong sounded, ten people shouted, and they started fighting with each other.
"Although it's not like chickens pecking each other, it's not far behind."
Su Ziji glanced at it and saw that Zheng Huaiyin only applied for three kinds of martial arts on the stage, and only used three kinds of martial arts when he competed with Qin Sanshan.
In the eyes of others, Qin Sanshan was already at a disadvantage in less than ten rounds.
Su Ziji scanned the other four arenas and focused on Zhang Tiecheng, the Jianghu master who taught "The Little Axe". However, his martial arts looked a bit average. Could it be because although he had good martial arts, this man was actually not very good at martial arts.
Have you only learned the basics?
"almost."
"I have gathered all the first-class martial arts. After receiving the teachings, I can discover the true secrets."
This situation is very common. Sometimes the family fortune of a martial artist declines, not necessarily because the martial arts passed down are not good, but probably because the descendants are not talented enough and cannot learn the essence.
"In this case, only four of my five-person list may win."
"That's fine, just make some money."
There are several designs of Su Ziji. The ticket price is not much, only fifty taels, which can only be regarded as tea money for the competition.
But it has to be like this. When there are more people, let alone an assassination, even if it is a trampling incident, you will be attacked by others, and you will definitely be impeached.