"It doesn't matter. There are plenty of Zhuyan Dan. I'll make a few furnaces for you later. There are no ads on the phone. It saves the most data." Ling Han said.
"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master." Huanxue was overjoyed.
If it were anything else, Huanxue would definitely refuse. How could she let the young master serve her? But when it came to Zhu Yan Dan, she was shameless and did not refuse, which fully demonstrated women's love for beauty.
Well, Zhu Yan Dan really doesn’t have to worry about selling.
One night passed, Ling Han practiced for half an hour as the sun rose, and then after breakfast, he took his maid to leisurely go to the location of the martial arts competition.
The Xuanbei Kingdom was founded on martial arts, and naturally everyone was good at martial arts. Therefore, a martial arts gym was built in the city, where people can train in peacetime, and can also host various competitions.
The annual martial arts competition is hosted by the city lord's palace. There is no need to pay for tickets, but free invoices. Of course, some wealthy and powerful families in the city will receive sufficient complimentary tickets, but for the general public, they will have to purchase tickets on the Internet platform as early as possible.
Queue to get tickets.
Fortunately, the martial arts center is large enough, and there are only 200,000 people in Huju City, which can accommodate almost half of the population.
"Vice Captain, we are here to cheer you up." The soldiers from Xuanqing Banner are here. They are special forces. As long as they have no mission, they are actually very free.
Ling Han nodded. He also saw Yunmo Qi, but those people didn't take a second look at him. This was a natural thing.
"Where is the flag master?" he asked.
"Of course the Flag Master has already gone in." Wang Feng chuckled and punched Ling Han lightly on the chest, "What, you still want the Flag Master to wait for you here?"
"Hehehe." All the soldiers laughed, very obscenely.
Damn it, where did these people hear rumors and mistakenly believe that he and Lian Xuerong have some ulterior relationship?
Forget it, I'm too lazy to pay attention to them. I didn't expect men to be so gossipy.
Every year, many people sign up for the martial arts competition, and this year is no exception.
If the competition continues in one venue, it will not end within ten days and a half, and the competition lasts only three days, and there is only one game on the third day, which is the final championship battle.
Therefore, except for the eight seeded players who will be drawn at the beginning, everyone else will be divided into 24 groups, and the 24 winners will be determined to enter the main draw.
Ling Han originally thought he was going to compete in each game, but unexpectedly discovered that he was actually listed as a seed.
In other words, he doesn't need to play today, he can just come over tomorrow and start the main match directly.
Lian Xuerong’s handwriting?
It shouldn't be possible. This is a competition organized by the City Lord's Mansion, and Lian Xuerong is not qualified to intervene.
That means Feng Zi Sheng.
Ling Han nodded, he contributed three pill prescriptions, and the other party could be regarded as reciprocating the favor.
At this time, the prizes of the competition were also announced.
The top eight, 10,000 Xuanbei coins, the top four, an improved version of the Pulse Detection Pill, the runner-up, a magic weapon from ancient times, the champion, a Qiyun Fruit.
Qiyunguo!
Ling Han was surprised. Whatever he lacked, he got it.
Well, he has decided on this championship.
He didn't care how Feng Zisheng got this Qiyun Guo, he only cared about the result.
Back at his residence, Ling Han practiced his mental power for a while, which was related to when he could reunite with the Queen and others.
One day passed, and in the early morning, Ling Han took his little maid to the martial arts center after practicing as usual and having breakfast.
"Captain Ling, come on, you must not be eliminated before entering the finals."
At the entrance, Wang Feng and others were still waiting for him.
These people are very idle.
Ling Han nodded: "You should have higher expectations for me. I have to win the championship no matter what."
Everyone looked at each other and laughed forcefully.
"Why, you don't believe me?" Ling Han said with a smile.
"Captain, you are indeed very strong, but if you compare with Tuoba Tianhuang... I won't beat you, you really can't compare." A soldier said hesitantly.
"It's really incomparable." The second soldier emphasized.
"Tianhuang Tianhuang is an unparalleled martial arts genius, invincible at his level." The third soldier made matters worse.
"So, as long as the captain reaches the finals, he can admit defeat." The fourth warrior added salt to the wound.
Ling Han was surprised that Tuoba Tianhuang's reputation was deeply rooted in everyone's heart, but no one thought highly of him.
Okay, I'll find out tomorrow, maybe today, and look at the grouping.
Twenty-four winners were decided yesterday, so today, thirty-two people are divided into groups.
The results had come out. Ling Han took a look and found that he was in the upper half of the group, while Tuoba Tianhuang... was in the lower half.
"Well, Captain Ling, your second place is secure."
"Don't be discouraged. After this time, Tuoba Tianhuang will definitely break through the blood exchange realm. Next year, Captain Ling will dominate."
"Yes, let's not fight for a day."
All the soldiers were very excited. They believed in the strength of their vice-captain, as long as they could avoid Kaiba Tianhuang.
"My young master will definitely get the first place!" The little maid argued for Ling Han. In her mind, Ling Han was the most powerful person.
"Yes, yes." Of course, the soldiers would not argue with a female class, and they all nodded perfunctorily.
Ling Han just smiled, there was nothing to argue about, let the facts speak for themselves.
He took a look and saw that his first opponent was called Zuo Jian.
"Zuo Jian? Not the queen of a wealthy family? Forget it, never mind him!" he said nonchalantly.
Little did he know that Zuo Jian burst into tears when he saw this match list.
He encouraged Yan Jun to target Ling Han because he wanted to defeat a powerful competitor. Unexpectedly, after going around in a circle, the first opponent he encountered was Ling Han.
Speechless.
Soon, the first round of fighting began.
Because the two finalists will be decided on one day, the elimination will not be a one-by-one competition, but the sixteen players in the top half will start the battle at the same time, and the eight groups will fight together.
Ling Han entered the room, and Zuo Jian stood opposite him.
He didn't know Zuo Jian, but he saw the constipated expression on his face.
Is this person... mentally ill?
"Start." The referee said from the side, and the battle began.
Zuo Jian was cautious. He had heard about Ling Han's achievements. Even the strong men of the Twelve Meridians were defeated by him. He was an absolutely formidable opponent.
He walked around Ling Han, but Ling Han just stood with his hands behind his back, as if he didn't exist.
"You're looking down on me?" Zuo Jian sneered. He also had twelve meridians and had been preparing for today for a long, long time. His combat power was absolutely astonishing.
Well, you underestimate me, which just makes it easier for me to defeat you.
Phew, he suddenly struck out with a punch.
Seeing that he was about to hit Ling Han's vest, Zuo Jian couldn't help but show a hint of joy, but at this moment, Ling Han turned around at an extremely fast speed, then stretched out his right hand to grab his chest, and swung it hard again,
He flew away.
Bang, he fell heavily to the ground. He felt pain all over his body and could not stand up at all.