Longevity begins with Orion

In Silver Creek, a story began to spread in the streets and alleys.

Two disciples from the Blood Knife Sect are going to compete in the arena in front of Wangxi Tower.

These two priests, one is Mr. Li who guards the black market, and the other is Mr. Wu who is in charge of the Ming market. They are equally matched.

And as the arena was set up, the reason began to become known to everyone.

"No wonder little Mr. Li has been following Mr. Li for more than three months, but he still hasn't been able to get the inner disciple's token. It turns out that someone has cut him off."

"You just know? I've known about this for a long time. Mr. Li has a clear heart. He's been fighting for more than a month, and now we have a fight."

"Little Master Li is still a little impulsive. He is a ninth-grade bow-handling master, but I heard that Master Wu's disciples use swords."

"I know, Zhao Zimu, the sword genius at Zichongfang Changqing Martial Arts School.

His father was in the ninth rank, and he actually entered the ninth rank as well. He and Mr. Li were the same ones who entered the Blood Sword Sect.

It's just that Zhao Zimu directly became an outer disciple, while Mr. Li was an outer disciple.

Later, they were each chosen by Master Wu and Master Li and accepted as their disciples.

But there are only so many mansions in the top area of ​​Silver Creek. There is only one house left, but there are two people available.

Normally you wouldn't encounter them for a year, but now you meet two of them at once, so naturally you have to fight.

However, I still am not optimistic about Mr. Li

Although Mr. Li is also a top grader, it is said that he is a wild man and his skills need to be improved.

Zhao Zimu was born in a serious martial arts school, and the exercises he originally practiced were similar to those of Master Wu and even the Blood Sword Clan.

In addition, the longbow is difficult to use in the arena competition. If the arrow misses, there will be no chance to shoot again.

Little Mr. Li is so excited. "

In the Tianxiang Building, Yun Niang was coming out of the guest room when she suddenly heard some discussion. She went over to listen and immediately became interested.

"An arena battle? Mr. Li versus Zhao Zimu?"

"Master Li," Yun Niang suddenly thought of the young man she had been talking to all night, and laughed.

A girl next to her shouted: "Yun Niang, Mr. Li came to see you before, I remember."

Yun Niang waved her scented handkerchief and said, "It's already happened a long time ago. Why are you mentioning it? Mr. Li was just here at that time, so don't talk nonsense."

Another girl shouted: "Let's go and see it together."

"Where are we going? We can't leave." Yun Niang said. She thought about it and couldn't help but said, "Who will win?"

Tianxiang Building is a small information building. The girls in the building are waiting for guests from all over the world. What can't they talk about?

One of them jumped out and said: "It must be Master Wu's disciple who will win!"

Mr. Wu is in charge of Ming City, and this brothel is also under his control.

The women in Tianxiang Tower naturally had to support Zhao Zimu.

On the other side, the handymen and traders who have been hanging out in the black market all year round have no choice. Most of them support Li Yuan. After all, Li Yuan also represents the face of the black market to a certain extent.

If they had not seen the sword that Li Yuan slashed in the Wuming Pavilion, these people would have thought that Li Yuan would definitely lose.

But now, many people have the mentality of watching the fight between the dragon and the tiger. They have reserved their seats at Wangxi Tower in advance and are ready to watch it when the time comes.

Inside the Blood Knife Gate.

This morning, the regular weekly meeting is also being held.

Sunlight penetrates the majestic pavilion and shines on the core attic of a majestic building complex.

In the lobby, sitting in the second chair to the side is a fair-faced, handsome, slightly feminine middle-aged man.

This is none other than the deputy sect leader of the Blood Knife Sect——Yu Chaojin.

Sitting in the middle is a muscular man with a beard. The beard is tilting his head slightly, holding his chin and scanning the people below. His eyes are slightly narrowed like a sick tiger, and his whole body exudes a completely different aura of a superior. .

This is the master of the Blood Knife Sect——Iron Kill.

"The little guys are very energetic. I haven't seen a ring battle for a long time. What's the reason?" Tie Sha obviously doesn't know much about the following things, but there are indeed very few ring battles in the Blood Knife Sect. After all, what are the people from the same sect? aggressive?

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man with a rather elegant appearance and slender hands stood up and said: "To the sect master, the reason for this is probably that Li Gongfeng didn't want my disciple to be promoted safely, so he instigated his disciple to fight in the ring. .”

"Really?"

Master Wu's name is Wu Lian, that is, this middle-aged man. At this time, he continued to tell the story again, and he did not dare to hide it, but his tone was obviously quite focused.

He said this because Li Yu often had to sit in the black market and couldn't come to the morning meeting.

However, Tie Sha was very clear-minded. After hearing this, he immediately decided, "Let's fight. Whoever wins will be promoted to inner disciple first."

After saying that, he turned his head to look at Yu Chaojin and said, "Deputy Master Yu, do you have any objections?"

Yu Chaojin said calmly: "The master of the sect can make the decision, I have no objection."

Tie Sha picked his nose, popped it out again, and said, "Who do you think will win?"

Yu Chaojin ignored the sect leader's barbaric appearance and said, "Everyone knows that Zhao Zimu is a talented young man.

The method he practiced originated from Changqing Martial Arts School. This method is similar to my Blood Sword Sect and even Wu Zongfeng's swordsmanship, so he was accepted as a disciple by Wu Zongfeng.

But that Li Yuan came from Xiaomofang, and he didn't learn any country skills. He was a ninth-level master, and he still used a bow.

Oh. I heard that he has been practicing well with swords recently. He has been practicing for more than three months, so he feels that he can go out and compete with others. "

"Oh? Listening to what you said, are you sure that Zhao Zimu will win?" Tie Sha squinted at the deputy sect leader.

The relationship between the two was not on good terms, and everyone in the family knew about it.

Now the atmosphere is rising again.

The elders worshiped without speaking.

Yu Chaojin raised his head, looked at the beard, and said calmly: "Not bad."

Then, he touched Wuxu's chin again, raised the corners of his lips and said, "Does the sect master think that Li Yuan can win?"

"Not bad!" Tie Sha's eyes were as wide as copper bells. He looked down at Yu Chaojin and said word by word, "I just think he will win."

Yu Chaojin rolled his eyes, his expression as sharp as a sword, and said tit for tat: "Why don't you take a gamble?"

“Just bet on the bar.

The loser will be fined three drinks in public. "Tie Sha is determined in one word.

Naturally, Yu Chaojin would not open his mouth in this regard. Three glasses of fine wine was enough to refute someone's face. He smiled and said, "It's a deal."

Tie Sha asked: "When is the arena battle scheduled?"

Wu hurriedly said: "The report to the sect master will be scheduled in three days."

"In three days."

Tie Sha picked his nose and said, "Push the time back to seven days later.

Then publicize it and tell everyone in Shanbao County

Two heroes from the younger generation of our Blood Knife Sect are about to have a decisive battle at Wangxi Tower.

By the way, tell me about the bet between me and Deputy Fish Sect Leader. When the time comes, we will all go and take a look. "

He said the word "vice" and smiled at Yu Chaojin again.

Yu Chaojin closed his eyes and lowered his head, his face covered with a layer of haze.

After morning meeting.

Tie Sha raised his head slightly and stood alone in front of the window.

He waited for a while, and after a while, an old man with white beard and white hair but a childlike face crossed the threshold, came behind him, and said: "Master."

"Old Ding." Tie Sha turned around and said, "I asked you to come out this time because I want you to do something for me."

"Between you and me, there is no need to be polite and you take care of me in my old age. It is also right for me to help you get rid of some troubles." The old man said with a smile.

There was a hint of indifference in Tie Sha's eyes. He came closer and whispered softly in his ear.

After hearing this, the old man smiled and said: "Okay, I have always known that you have great ambitions, and have been secretly accumulating strength. Just waiting to complete your achievements in one battle, then now you will act vigorously and unexpectedly, and take the opportunity to unify Shanbao County."

Just as he was talking, footsteps were heard not far away, and five figures were seen approaching.

Four of them are fat, thin, tall and short, but the figure of the middle one looks somewhat similar to Tie Sha.

"See the sect master!" The five people saluted, then looked at the old man and said, "See the old man Ding!"

Tie Sha smiled and said: "We are all here, so we can discuss what will happen in the next seven days.

If something needs to be done, it must be done well.

If you want to kill someone, you have to kill them quickly. Humph, hahahaha. "