Mortal Bones

"No wonder this fellow Daoist Huangque reminded me several times that he was entrusted by his second senior brother."

Xu Taiping's doubts about the oriole were finally solved, and he felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart.

"Thank you, Second Senior Brother, and thank you, Brother Huangque."

He bowed his head at Huang Que's back and secretly thanked the two of them.

But even so, he will still challenge Fan Qi with his martial arts skills tomorrow.

Not only because of Senior Brother Su Chan's scabbard, but also because he wanted to use this opportunity to hone his martial arts skills. After all, this opportunity was very rare.

"With Second Senior Brother's good brother watching, I won't be able to disgrace our Seventh Peak and Second Senior Brother tomorrow."

While he was thinking this, he turned around and returned to the inn.

Continue to practice tonight.

…

The next day.

According to the time outside the mountain, it should be May 15th.

Huangmei Town was still rainy today just like yesterday, but this did not dampen the enthusiasm of everyone in the town to watch the life-and-death contest.

Fortunately, Wukong Manor is big enough and refreshing enough. On this day, the door is open to all comers.

"Your Highness, I just saw Fan Zhong."

On the stand set up by Nu Fist Manor for the life and death competition, General Chu solemnly whispered to the Sixth Princess who was already seated.

"Why is he here?!"

The sixth princess looked surprised.

"He knows that His Highness must pass this pass on his trip, so he has been waiting here for many days just to fight for Your Highness."

General Chu said with some respect in his eyes.

"But there is no way he can be Fan Qi's opponent. Wouldn't he die in vain if he goes up like this?"

The sixth princess said excitedly.

In his opinion, Taiping Taoist Master was not sure yet. How could Fan Zhong be Fan Qi's opponent? Moreover, Fan Zhong does not have the life-saving means of Taoist Taiping, so he will definitely die after taking the stage.

"Not just him, Qi Yan, Wang Zhenghao, He Yuan, Di Yi, the White Tree Kingdom Rangers who have received favors from Your Highness over the years are all here, just to repay Your Highness for your kindness that day."

Cao Qianhu also came to the Sixth Princess at this time and said in a very serious tone.

The sixth princess was silent.

She held the little monkey in her arms tightly with both hands.

"Your Highness, I mentioned to them about Taoist Taiping. After they learned that Taoist Taiping could not perform spells in the life and death arena, they wanted to consume as much of that old thief as possible before Taoist Taiping came on stage. Internal force.”

General Chu continued.

Hearing this, the sixth princess buried her head on the little monkey.

General Chu's words had made it very clear that these people were here to die for her.

Without her status as a princess, she is just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl. She mostly learned music, chess, calligraphy and painting in the palace. It is normal for her to feel at a loss at this moment.

"Your Highness, you should be very clear about the personalities of these people. We can't stop what they believe, and neither can you, Your Highness. In their view, dying for Your Highness is a great righteousness."

Cao Qianhu added in a low tone.

"I will remember every one of them, and every match will be engraved in my mind and will never be forgotten."

After a long time, the sixth princess raised her head, wiped away the tears on her face, and her eyes became firm again.

In fact, there was one sentence in her heart that she had not said out loud, and that was:

"I will always remember the humiliation and unwillingness today."

As a princess facing the danger of national subjugation, there was too little she could do.

…

Under the arena of life and death.

"After signing this life and death certificate, and then entering the ring, you will either survive or die and be carried off."

A young man picked up a deed and waved it in front of everyone.

Everyone in the town who often watches life and death competitions knows that this young man is actually Fan Qi's grandson, Fan Ye.

"Those who wish to perform on stage today should come quickly and sign the certificate of life and death."

Fan Ye continued.

"Give me, give me, don't block the road!"

Xu Taiping was about to step forward, but was pushed away by a very strong man.

"What a nuisance!"

The man glared at Xu Taiping, then walked up to Fan Ye with a curse and quickly pressed a hand seal.

"Where did this little guy come from? Go behind him."

"Little doll, this is not a fun place. Don't come and join in the fun."

"That's right, that's right, your mother asked you to go home for dinner."

Before Xu Taiping could move his legs again, several more warriors quickly stepped forward and pushed him away.

"Didn't you say that not many people participate in the life and death competition every month?"

Xu Taiping looked at the people who were scrambling to sign life and death certificates with some confusion.

According to his prior understanding, there should be fewer and fewer martial artists fighting Fan Qi in life-and-death battles in recent years.

"Little Taoist priest."

Just after everyone signed the life and death certificate, Fan Ye called Xu Taiping.

"coming."

Xu Taiping nodded and walked over quickly.

"With a life and death certificate, either you die or the challenger dies. Have you thought about it?"

Fan Ye did not hand the pen to Xu Taiping immediately, but solemnly confirmed it to him.

"I've thought about it."

Xu Taiping took the pen directly from his hand.

He quickly wrote his name, pressed his fingerprint again, and then silently stood back to his original position.

"Xu Taiping."

Fan Ye glanced at the name on the last life and death certificate, then sighed and murmured:

"Why are there so many people dying this month?"

…

Not long after everyone signed the life and death agreement, there was a sudden uproar in the arena's spectator seats.

Following everyone's gaze, Xu Taiping saw a tall old man with white hair, a demon mask on his face, and old leather armor, walking onto the arena.

After stepping onto the stage, the old man opened his arms and said with an indescribable murderous tone:

"Welcome everyone to the Angry Fist Village. As always, it's either you or I die in the life and death arena. Whether you are my former enemy or just a martial artist seeking a breakthrough in martial arts, you can come on stage to compete with me in life and death. If you win, not only will my head belong to you, but everything in this Angry Fist Village will also belong to you."

Even if he didn't show it deliberately, the murderous intent on his body still turned into strong winds, sweeping across the courtyard where the life and death arena was located.

Just based on this murderous aura that looked down on the world, even if he wore a mask, no one questioned his identity on and off the field.

"This condensed and heavy killing intent must have come from the bloody river and the mountains of swords. Fan Qi is so young, but he has not been corrupted by this killing intent. His skills are indeed not to be underestimated."

The fairy Lingyue in the gourd muttered to herself at this time.

Xu Taiping nodded in response.

In addition to this, at this moment he was able to confirm that the old man on the ring was completely different from the one he met on the street, both in terms of body shape and temperament.

Of course, even if Fan Qi was the old man, he would still go all out.

"The first challenger of this life and death competition is Fan Zhong."

At this time, Fan Ye read out the name of the first challenger aloud.