This time, the selection competition arena was set up in an abandoned military camp outside Hefei City. It was a somewhat sincere arena. The Jinyiwei had one guard post for five steps and one sentry post for ten steps. Only those with an invitation letter could enter.
The invitation letter can only bring two more people. Although this competition is called a "martial arts competition" by many people in the world, judging from the number of people, it is really shabby.
On the ring, a man in Feiyu uniform spoke with a loud voice and clasped his fists: "Jinyiwei Baihu, I have met all my martial arts comrades. This competition is divided into four rounds. According to the rules of the martial arts, it will be a one-on-one competition. The rules are also very simple.
, after a stick of incense, the winner on the stage is the guest of Jinyiwei."
The "stick of incense" in Bai Hu's mouth is not the incense usually used at home or in temples, but a bold version, similar to the one that Tornado took out at the press conference in the Ip Man movie, and burned the stick of incense.
, it will take about forty minutes, maybe faster if there is wind.
"Now, let's begin!" After saying this, Bai Hu tapped his toes twice on the ring, flew out of the ring upside down, made a beautiful turn in the air, and landed next to An Jianqing.
"What a handsome Qinggong." Bai Hu's move was astonishing.
This distance was at least fifty meters. The white tiger didn't even need to use his strength for a second time. He stepped over it directly. At first, his back was turned, and then he turned around in the air. These two actions, at least, were
The difficulty has increased by an order of magnitude. Chen Kui feels inferior to this light skill. Not to mention turning around in the air, just using his strength twice to jump fifty meters away. Chen Kui's current Bird Crossing Technique is also very weak. I'm sure
It's impossible to be as cool as Bai Hu.
"It is said that Master An Jianqing, the commander, has four great masters: Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu. Among them, White Tiger has the best Qinggong. When I see him today, he is indeed worthy of his reputation."
"It's just that his Qinggong is so good, why not the Suzaku but the White Tiger? Can the White Tiger fly?"
"Then it becomes a tiger with wings."
"Who knows."
"I'm afraid only a master of this light skill can do it. What a white tiger, what a royal guard." Looking at the white tiger next to An Jianqing, "Iron Abacus" Huang Zhen thought to himself, his master is known as the "Sword Immortal"
Mu Renqing, the "Ape", was the best in the world for his Qinggong and swordsmanship. White Tiger's Qinggong was comparable to Mu Renqing, which shows that Huang Zhen highly valued his Qinggong.
"I'm here to grab the jackpot." Just when everyone was marveling at Bai Hu's Qinggong, a thin man shouted loudly, jumped out from the crowd, and used his strength twice before landing on the ring. Compared with Bai Hu's chicness, he was much more elegant.
He looked much clumsy. His arms were above his knees. He looked like a monkey in both appearance and body. He was holding a wrought copper stick in his hand.
"Boss, this man is the businessman of the Cao Gang. He is known as the 'Three-arm Ape'. He is good at using the one-handed stick technique and his stick skills are superb." Wang Fang said in a low voice.
"Yes." Chen Kui nodded and glanced at Wang Fang. Unexpectedly, Wang Fang recognized this person's identity at the first sight. Was it because the person's appearance was easy to recognize, or for some other reason.
"I'm here to meet you!" An eight-foot strong man came onto the ring with a meteor hammer the size of a human head. After the two were polite, they started to compete. They thought it would be a battle between dragons and tigers, but the result was nothing.
In ten rounds, the strong man was picked off the ring by Shang Jian.
"Shang Jian's stick skills are probably not inferior to Wang Jin's!" After seeing Shang Jian's stick skills, Chen Kui thought to himself.
After that, three more people came up one after another, and without exception, they were all picked off the ring by Shang Jian within ten moves. Among them were some good players who had been famous for many years. Fortunately, Shang Jian was merciful and did not hurt anyone.
No one dared to come on stage to challenge.
"I wonder if there is any good man who is willing to come up and teach me!" After waiting for twenty breaths, he still failed to come on stage. Shang Jian took the initiative to invite the battle with his fists. If no one comes on stage within sixty breaths, there is no need to wait until the incense is over. The first
Even if he wins the game.
"Smelly monkey, I'm here to meet you!" As he said that, a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance jumped onto the ring, holding a dark water-dividing knife in his hand.
"Boss, I've seen a good show. This man is Peng Hua from the Salt Gang. He is known as the 'Black Knife' in the world. The nickname comes from the knife in his hand. It is said that it is added with meteorite iron and is extremely sharp. It is similar to Shang's knife."
There are often conflicts due to gang interests," Wang Fang said.
"Yeah." Chen Kui nodded. Basically, the ones Wang Fang could recognize were those with obvious characteristics.
"Boss, if you want to go up, you have to go up later. It's best to wait until the incense has burned 60-70% before going up." Wang Fang whispered in Chen Kui's ear.
"Yeah." Chen Kui nodded. There is nothing wrong with Wang Fang's suggestion. One stick of incense can burn for about forty minutes. If you go on stage too early, it will definitely consume too much physical and internal energy, which will be very disadvantageous.
Therefore, those who have ideas about the position of guest minister will not come to power too early.
Of course, it's not good to squeeze in time. What if you miss the opportunity? There are a lot of calculations involved in when you will go on stage.
Most of the people who come to power now have no idea about Keqing. Maybe they know that they don’t have the strength. They come to power either to find someone to discuss with, or to “advertise” for themselves. For example, Shang Jian, his four
The winning streak can be regarded as a small publicity for the Caogang. Everyone who can come here is a smart person, and their calculations are better than anyone else.
If it hadn't been for Shang Jian's four-game winning streak and no one was on the field, Peng Hua wouldn't have stood up now and let others use up Shang Jian's energy, and then went up to defeat his old rival Shang Jian neatly. Isn't this right?
Does it smell good?
…
"Boss, what are you doing?" Wang Fang was startled when he saw Chen Kui standing up next to him. He quickly stretched out his hand to hold Chen Kui down. Only one-third of the time was left as promised.
I went up there and only a third of it has been burned. Why can’t I sit still? That’s not how the script was written!
But how could Wang Fang hold Chen Kui back?
"I'm coming!" Chen Kui shouted, performed the bird crossing technique, and jumped onto the ring.
"Who is this person? He looks pretty good at qinggong."
"I don't know, I don't know."
"It looks familiar."
"So young, he must be a disciple of a certain sect. He is planning to use Shang Jian as a stepping stone."
"Do you think that Brachiosaurus is a fool and will serve as a stepping stone for future generations?" someone said disdainfully.
Sure enough, on the ring, Shang Jian, who had just defeated Peng Hua, gave Chen Kui a cold smile and decisively chose to jump off the ring. How could he be a stepping stone for a rookie in the world?
"Hahaha……"
Looking at the somewhat stunned Chen Kui on the stage, many people burst into laughter.