Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

"Zhao Xian?" Situ Xiaoxiao was stunned and said calmly: "Are you from the Zhao family in the imperial capital?"

"I think I heard him mention it once, but." Murong Fu said disapprovingly.

"The Zhao family in the imperial capital is indeed a bit troublesome."

"They have close ties to the royal family, so distinguished guests would be wise to be careful."

Murong Fu said: "Thank you, I understand."

Seeing Murong Fu being calm and composed, Situ Xiaoxiao couldn't help but be curious about his identity and asked:

"If the distinguished guest finds it troublesome, I can be a peacemaker."

"Make peace with you."

Murong Fu thought for a while, he was away from home and unfamiliar with the place.

If it really causes trouble, Lu Yao and Fang Qian may be affected. He said:

"I heard that the reward for being first in the competition is to have the [Qingyuan] do something for you, right?"

Situ Xiaoxiao was stunned and looked at Murong Fu in surprise.

He didn't think that the battle on the Qingyuan was a simple game of house.

Anyone can be first, right?

Kindly reminded: "Dear guest, although our [Qingyuan] only has one stage of the Nascent Soul Stage."

"However, the gold content is also very high."

"Some people hang out there all year round."

"Especially the first three, as far as I know they've been on board, been there for decades."

"Decades?" Murong Fu asked in surprise: "Could it be that martial arts has become a profession?"

Situ Xiaoxiao nodded and said, "You can put it that way."

"After all, their presence has also brought many repeat customers to [Qingyuan]."

Murong Fu smiled and said, "Thank you, Miss Situ, for telling me so much."

"If you can get first place, you get it. If you don't get it, there's nothing to lose."

The two were polite again, and Murong Fu simply filled out a registration form.

After Situ Xiaoxiao was done with it, he also said goodbye and left.

Lu Yao and Fang Qian looked at Murong Fu worriedly: "Fu Lang, why do I feel that this game seems dangerous?"

"Otherwise, let's forget it."

"No big deal, after we go down, we'll avoid Zhao Xian."

Murong Fu chuckled and said what was in his heart, "It doesn't matter, I will participate in this competition."

"It's not to deal with Zhao Xian."

"But I want to take this opportunity to gain some practical experience."

Lu Yao said: "Okay! Then you must pay attention to safety, and don't be careless."

"My father once said that most of the immortal cultivators who are wandering around have life-saving skills."

"If you're not careful, you can easily fall into someone else's trap."

Murong Fu said: "Don't worry, I will pay attention."

However, after he finished speaking, he found that the two women still seemed uneasy.

Helpless, Murong Fu could only comfort him again.

The fighting competition on the "Qingyuan" is scheduled for the evening of the third day.

The end of the show will be arranged at the end of

Lu Yao asked curiously: "Why are you arranged here?"

"What if the boat is leaked?"

Fang Qian looked around and explained:

"On every log in here."

"They are all engraved with formation patterns and are extremely difficult to break."

Murong Fu smiled and said, "I can't believe that you know quite a lot."

"That's right!" Lu Yao said proudly: "My father knows everything about me and tells me everything."

Fang Qian looked at the sea of ​​people in front of her and sighed: "This is the first time I have seen so many people."

"It seems that they can catch up with the entire population of [Fan Licheng]."

Lu Yao also followed suit and said seriously:

"Yes, Sister Qian is right."

Murong Fu secretly calculated the seats on the field.

Ordinary people can pass through, a magic weapon similar to a projector.

Watch in the big venue.

Tickets are not expensive and only cost one spiritual stone.

Those with money can go and watch it live.

However, the seats were divided into three, six or nine classes.

It’s the same as the previous concert.

It is said that there are only five first-class seats in the front row.

The value of each ticket is no less than one hundred thousand spiritual stones.

When Murong Fu found out, he couldn't help but sigh.

Sure enough, there is this gap between rich and poor everywhere.

Fortunately, I only need to be in the top thirty.

Contestants can apply for special seats.

For your relatives and friends to watch.

"The live tickets have been sold out, you can just wait for me in the private room." Murong Fu shook his head.

Fang Qian said "Okay" sensibly.

Lu Yao curled her lips and said, "Fulang, you can't even get into the top thirty, right?"

Murong Fu hit Lu Yao's little head hard: "How is that possible!"

"You and Xiaoqian, wait for me here!"

"I understand, I understand!" Lu Yao said reluctantly, rubbing her little head.

Murong Fu laughed "haha" and walked towards the competition venue.

As everyone knows, Zhao Xian is not far away, staring at him fiercely, gritting his teeth and saying:

"Hmph, if I don't teach you a lesson, how will I, Zhao Xian, gain a foothold in the Zhao family in the future!"

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"Name! Place of birth!" The disciples of [Qingyuan] meticulously registered every participant.

Murong Fu had just finished filling in his information.

An old man with a white beard walked towards him and greeted him with a smile:

"Little friend, walk slowly. Let me introduce myself. My name is Old Mogu."

"It's a competition that I invited my friends to participate in."

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and his expression turned unkind.

You asked me to be beaten and are you so confident?

Old Mogu saw Murong Fu's expression and explained:

"To be honest, I also have something to hide."

"Please don't be taboo, little friend."

"If you want to do this, you can't let go of enmity."

"Oh?" Murong Fu said with a smile: "Senior is indeed extraordinary. He is both responsible and upright. He allows you to play clearly."

"I don't know what you want from me."

Old Mogu said: "You must also know that it is Zhao Xian's boy who wants to harm you."

"The benefits I got, I just taught you a lesson."

"But as for whether it's light or heavy, you and I can discuss it."

Murong Fu smiled and understood what the other party meant: "Do you want to invite me to act in a play?"

"I'll give you a few beatings. Hello, are you going back to work?"

The old man in Mogu was overjoyed and praised Murong Fu for his intelligence:

"Yes, I wonder what you think, little friend?"

Murong Fu snorted coldly, shook his head and said: "There is no need to act, I also want to take advantage of this opportunity."

"You old man, you'd better go and play by yourself!"

After saying that, Murong Fu stopped talking to the other party and turned around to leave.

"Haha, you have a good character." Old Mogu didn't feel angry and smiled lightly.

At this time, a man and a woman walked over.

The man was extremely burly and said in a rough voice: "Haha, Old Man Mo, I'm talking about this kind of new kid."

"If he won't cooperate with us, he still has to fight with real swords and guns. Only by beating him up will he be honest."

The woman was wearing a long red dress. She rolled her eyes at the man with contempt and said:

"Zhou Xiong, your brain is as simple as your name."

"That kid looks young at first glance. He either has a profound background or has extraordinary qualifications."

"We're really going to offend him to death."

"Have you ever thought about what will happen to us?"