After the sound of the gong, Bo Yan drank the water hyacinth in his hand and carried it behind his back. He stood up and went out without adjusting his robe.
"Your martial arts are good, and your style is a bit special." A man followed him out of the rest shed and said.
Bo Yan turned around and took a look. He really knew this person, Zheng Huai. He was a famous person in the world. He was good at swordsmanship and boxing and martial arts. It was said that he was also good at Qinggong. Because he also used swords, Bo Yan had collected information about him.
In comparison, Bo Yan has always been unknown and the other party does not know him.
The two of them looked at each other and had a general feeling about each other.
"This Bo Yan is not an idle person. Could it be that he was sent by some powerful family?" Zheng Huai thought in his mind.
Bo Yanze thought to himself: "Is it one of the people sent by King Qi?"
He knew a little more. He knew that King Qi had sent more than two people for this competition. Among the people who could reach this point, there must be someone from King Qi. Could this be him?
On the face, Bo Yan's reaction was indifferent, and he only said: "Thank you, my brother's martial arts is superb."
"There is no need to be modest. In the end, you and I may be rivals." Zheng Huaize chuckled.
The four eyes collided and sparked. This is a common behavior of Jianghu people. When they meet people with similar martial arts, they want to compete with each other.
Bo Yan cursed "idiot" in his heart, but he also knew that there might only be one or two places in the end, and no matter whether they were sent from the same place or not, they would have to compete for the top spot.
"If it's really the end, then I'll stay with you." Bo Yan said, twitching the corner of his mouth.
The atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became tense. Others were similar. As the gong sounded more and more urgent, they all came out one after another, gathered around, and continued to draw lots.
It was similar to the rules in the morning. After the lot was drawn, ten people took to the stage in batches. Five arenas were held at the same time. Bo Yan was in the second group. While he was waiting, he looked at the high platform not far away. On the viewing platform, the girl was still low.
He stood quietly behind King Dai with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes down, motionless.
"Does she know that I'm coming? Don't know? Or has she already seen me?" Bo Yan pursed her lips, with a coldness in her eyes. At this moment, it seemed that she was the only one in her eyes.
But when his eyes turned to the young man in front of the girl, it was hard for him not to be affected by his mood.
"The King of Dai..." Bo Yan muttered softly, and had to admit that the King of Dai could be said to be the best man.
He looks very young, I heard he is eighteen years old, but if it weren't for his demeanor, I would believe he is sixteen or seventeen years old, or it is an informal occasion, he just wears a silver crown and a moon-colored long-sleeved shirt with fluttering sleeves.
, this appearance is not something I can describe.
What's more important is that even people from the Jianghu world can tell at a glance that although this person is smiling, he has a temperament that he dares not get close to, which is different from people from the Jianghu world like him.
"Is this the noble man?"
Bo Yan didn't know whether to be grateful that the task she had accepted was not to assassinate the King of Dai and that she did not have to be her mortal enemy, or whether to be depressed about that person's choice.
The acting king is just a newly crowned prince. Even if he really wants wealth and honor, why should he seek refuge with the acting king?
Wasn't the suggestion he made at the beginning better than the choice she made now?
Since Bo Yan came back last time, he has been trying to find reasons for her, but he can't figure it out no matter how hard he tries. Perhaps, he can only get an answer by asking her personally.
"It's my turn to go on stage." Out of the corner of his eye, there was no movement on the ring. Bo Yan looked back at the viewing platform, straightened his clothes, and strode up.
As soon as he took the stage, there was a burst of cheers under the arena where he was standing.
After the competition in the morning, Bo Yan has some fans in the audience. After all, he is a young and handsome master with good martial arts skills. He is quite like the young hero in the storybook. He is not only admired by young people who are curious about the world.
, the middle-aged people who bet on him also looked up with blushing faces.
The person who entered the same ring as Bo Yan was a hunchbacked middle-aged man. His figure was a bit out of shape, but his martial arts style was "weird", "fast" and "brutal" because of his deformed body. I was with this middle-aged man in the morning.
The contestant was knocked off the stage by a cane. Although he was not seriously injured, he broke several ribs. The most serious one was his leg bones that were all broken by the cane. Although he was not seriously injured, he could not recover well alone.
Afraid of becoming disabled.
So Bo Yan was a little wary of this hunchbacked charlatan.
Sure enough, once the fight started, although the opponent's martial arts skills were average, he had a lot of underhanded moves. If he wasn't Bo Yanben, he would probably be tricked by the opponent.
On the viewing platform, Luo Jiang stared closely at the ring where Bo Yan was standing, and his heart was slightly raised. Although he knew that Bo Yan was deliberately hiding his clumsiness, and that with his true strength, he could not lose to the opposite Jiang Hu Ke, he still didn't dare to make a mistake.
Open your eyes.
But Su Ziji really couldn't care about it. His head was dizzy. The experience he had learned from the two groups of people had made him fall into a state of "overeating" again.
"Another 15,000 experience points have been added, and this time there is an extra gain."
Staring at the ten people on the ring, Su Ziji tried hard to concentrate, mainly staring at two of them.
"Zheng Huai is a person sent by King Qi. He plans to lurk for a long time and insert himself into my palace?"
"Bo Yan is actually someone sent by King Qi to assassinate Wen Xunpeng? It seems that he was the swordsman before. He is so courageous. He doesn't succeed even once and he actually dares to come in front of me?"
"No, he seems to have other purposes, Luo Jiang?"
As the experience is slowly digested, in addition to martial arts, there are more things, like hidden reefs, emerging from the water.
Su Ziji glanced at the group of people waiting under the stage. Who would have thought that one-third of the 125 people who were shortlisted for the afternoon competition were sent by various families?
There were not only people from King Qi, but also people from King Shu, King Lu and several princes. The Imperial City Division did not send anyone over, either because Luo Jiang was already lurking beside him or because other servants were already there.
Someone the Imperial City Secretary has interviewed?
Su Ziji has reached level 15 in the way of government and understands this truth deeply.
For weak forces, those who want to bribe powerful forces will find it difficult to do so.
The two are equivalent, they can only rely on more benefits.
If you are many times stronger, for example, if you represent the emperor, then no matter how kindly the prince's family treats the slaves, they can bow to you after just one interview.
"None of this is surprising, but Bo Yan and Luo Jiang are still childhood sweethearts. It's really interesting!"
"My lord, Master Liu Zhan would like to see you."
At this moment, someone came on stage and whispered a few words in the ear of the wild Taoist. The wild Taoist came over and reported to Su Ziji, interrupting his random thoughts.
Liu Zhan?
Su Ziji endured the pain in his head and didn't want to see him, but if he didn't see him at this time, it would easily arouse suspicion. Su Ziji said slowly: "Please come up."
"Yes!" With Liu Zhan's identity, he was naturally a wild Taoist who went to invite people.
After a while, an old Taoist in Taoist robes came up to the high platform and saluted Su Ziji: "I see the king."