In The Beginning, I Can Overdraw My Life

Taishan, today is the fourth day of the May Day holiday. There are far fewer people than before, but some popular attractions are still crowded.

Baisheng was walking on the road with something in his hand when he bumped into a boy in a daze.

"Sorry." The boy apologized and left in a hurry.

Baisheng turned back to look at the figure of the boy wearing yellow short-sleeved shirts, with some doubts in his eyes.

"He seems to be Qin and Han's opponent. Why is he leaving at this point?"

Although Bai Sheng was a little confused, he didn't catch up and ask.

"Hey, little brother, you are finally back. For the whole noon, I thought you fell into the toilet. Didn't you see that you just showed off your skills and beat the shit out of that Maoshan guy?" Huang Qingyuan saw Bai Sheng coming. He moved and gave way to his position.

"Come on, it's just you? Don't believe him, Bai Sheng. After he got on the stage, he immediately activated his self control. It lasted for more than an hour, and he exhausted the little girl's energy. In the end, he was too lazy to be with you. I just raised my hands and surrendered because I was having fun." Qin Han rolled his eyes when he heard Huang Qingyuan's boastful words and told the truth.

"Just tell me whether I won or not." Huang Qingyuan puffed up his chest very proudly.

"Hey, you won the game. But the words you just said that beat the shit out of Maoshan seemed to be heard by others." Shen Jiajia pointed in the direction of everyone in Maoshan.

Huang Qingyuan looked in the direction of Shen Jiajia's finger and immediately shrank his neck. He saw several Maoshan peers from the direction of Maoshan staring at him fiercely.

"Oh my god, fellow Taoists, please don't take it too seriously."

Huang Qingyuan's look of admitting his mistake made Zhang Yuan and others laugh.

"Hey, little brother, why don't you sit down?" Huang Qingyuan noticed that Bai Shen did not sit towards him.

Baisheng didn't reply. Instead, he passed Huang Qingyuan and walked to Shen Jiajia, Kong Yu and others.

"Well, it's hot. Cover yourself up." Bai Sheng stretched out his hand and handed out a plastic bag, with an umbrella and a fan placed on top of a pile of snacks.

"Hey, our Kong Yu appreciates your kindness, so I will accept it." Seeing that Kong Yu didn't take it for a while, Shen Jiajia quickly reached out and took it from Bai Sheng's hand.

"Shen Jiajia!" Kong Yu didn't expect Shen Jiajia to grab it directly, with a somewhat reproachful tone.

"If you don't take it, you won't get it for free."

Huang Qingyuan was unhappy when he saw this scene.

"Brother, where's mine?"

"You brought it." Baisheng threw out a folding umbrella.

"Hehe, as expected, little brother still loves me. But, where are the snacks?"

Bai Sheng walked to Huang Qingyuan and sat down, grabbed the folding umbrella and opened it.

"I don't have any money, so I didn't buy anything for you."

"Damn, it's really annoying to compare people to each other."

At this time Zhuge Yun also won the victory.

Jin Yushui in the ring waved his hands repeatedly.

"Your Zhuge Qimen is indeed wonderful. I can't see through it. I lose this game."

There were a few cracks on Zhuge Yun's clothes at this time. Combined with the traces of battles in the center of the ring, it was not difficult to see that a fierce battle had just occurred here.

"Anyway, Brother Jin's eye for the wind has just made me suffer a lot. I only narrowly won this game." Zhuge Yun was also walking in a wandering way at this time, with a very poor sense of direction.

"The fifth match of the Martial Arts Tournament was won by Zhuge Yun of the Zhuge family!"

Jin Yushui limped back to his seat from behind, and then suddenly collapsed on his seat.

"Oh, this Zhuge family's Qimen Dunjia has long been heard to be wonderful. When I saw it today, it was indeed so. With the same level of cultivation, I can't defeat him."

"It's normal, but this is not a life-and-death duel after all. If it is a life-and-death duel, your family may not be as good as theirs." Weekend said in a very rare way.

"Hahaha, I still have this bit of self-knowledge. Lao Zhou, please don't comfort me. However, I can't compare to him in terms of actual combat arrangement and argumentation, but if I compare to Feng Shui in looking at tombs, then I'm still an expert." Jin Yushui smiled calmly. He admits very generously that his skills are inferior to others.

"Hey, that's right. It's your turn soon." Jin Yushui suddenly thought of something and looked up at the weekend.

"Well, it's the seventh game. You should go down and get ready now." Weekend didn't say anything more. He picked up a cloth bag and a cross-body bag on his waist and got ready to leave.

"Be more careful. I've seen it. Your opponent's death aura is no less than yours."

"knew."

On the Qin and Han side.

"Oh, come on, little brother!"

Everyone was actively cheering for Baisheng, and Baisheng smiled slightly and nodded.

"etc."

Just when Bai Sheng was about to leave, a voice stopped him.

"The collar of your clothes is messed up. Wait, come on."

Kong Yu handed the umbrella in his hand to Shen Jiajia who was sitting next to him, stood up and walked forward to straighten Bai Sheng's messy collar.

"Ah, you, you. Aren't you angry with me?" Bai Sheng blushed at this sudden turn of events.

"We'll talk about it after you win."

At this time, Kong Yu was also stared at embarrassedly by the group of people behind him. The blush spread on his face and his head almost buried in his chest.

"Well, I will definitely win." This time was different from before, Bai Sheng's fighting spirit was burning, as if it was about to pop out of his eyes.

Walking backstage, Bai Sheng had a face-to-face meeting with his opponent. This person, Bai Sheng, had some vague influence. He seems to be the brother of Liu Changheng's lover, and he has a very powerful impression.

"Okay, you two, the person next to you is now your opponent. You can say hello to each other and get to know each other first." The host Tao Tong looked at the expressionless two people on their faces and was very eager to speak and relieve themselves. atmosphere.

"Hello, Yinwumen papermaker, weekend."

"Hello, Lingshu Academy, Baisheng."

The two nodded slightly to each other, acquiescing to each other's existence, and then there was no further exchange of words.

…

The Taoist boy was helpless. The Taoist boy couldn't understand, and the Taoist boy felt miserable.

For the next 20 minutes, Tao Tong lived like a year, looking for the stars and the moon, and finally looking forward to someone falling on the ring. The Taoist boy rushed forward to announce the result of the competition as if running for his life, and then watched the two of them walk away from their own entrances.

Tao Tong couldn't figure out how to divide them? How can two such boring people be allowed to stay together? It just so happened that these two people were quite polite. By the way, can these two people fight in the ring?

By the way, I haven't gone up to give my opening speech yet, so I have to hurry up.

"Okay, welcome everyone. This competition is the seventh match of the Martial Arts Tournament. The two contestants are Weekend, the paper maker of the Yin Wu clan, and Bai Sheng from the Lingshu Academy!"