The sun is shining brightly.

Leicheng, outer city!

"Cooking cakes! Freshly baked cooking cakes!"

"Master, you just made the candied haws balls. Look how greedy your son is. Would you like some?"

“Sell—stinky tofu!”

"Go away, go away, sell stinky tofu in the morning, what's wrong with you? Get out of here!"

Leicheng is the Leicheng of Daluo Dynasty.

Unlike in southern Xinjiang, where every city requires entry fees, Li Guanqi walked into the city with complete arrogance.

As soon as I walked through the city gate, I saw a bustling ancient city scene, with many vendors wearing coarse linen robes pushing carts and selling all kinds of snacks.

"Qingzhou, Leicheng..."

Li Guanqi touched a black necklace around his neck and walked into the endless crowd.

He is wearing a "spiritual shielding necklace".

When we arrived at Daluo's territory, it would be safer to hide our spiritual power.

In Leicheng, he is just a martial artist at the peak of Liangyi. He hopes to find fire-attributed heavenly materials and earthly treasures or a paradise in the cave in this city.

Of course, you still have to find the conditions for clearing [Leicheng No. 1].

"good!"

"Well played!"

"pretty!"

Um?

Before he had taken a few steps, Li Guanqi saw a large number of people watching over a square, as if they were surrounding a ring to watch the excitement.

Li Guanqi stepped forward and approached.

It turned out to be a martial arts arena, and at this time, two young men in long robes were fighting against each other, one in white and the other in black.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Both of them are martial arts at the first level. They are very powerful in punching and kicking. Just from their moves, you can see a sense of great righteousness.

Haoran is upright...well.

Li Guanqi looked strange.

Is this a compliment?

Actually, it doesn’t really count.

The two of them fought too openly and openly. They didn't even hit each other's vital points with their punches or kicks. Not to mention the lower three areas such as the crotch. The key is that they didn't even have moves aimed at the ribs, armpits, neck, etc.

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This is not a good sign.

Li Guanqi believes that the so-called discussion is a simulation of actual combat.

If you don’t gain all the practical experience in the competition, and if you don’t use it to gain experience in dealing with underhanded moves, when you face the real enemy in the future, is it possible that the other party will also have an open and honest competition with you?

It must be a performance, right?

Li Guanqi looked at the two young warriors attacking each other on the stage and made this conclusion in his heart.

After all, the fight was too gentle.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the black-robed warrior caught a flaw in the white-robed warrior and threw him heavily to the ground. The five fingers of his right hand were like hooks, hovering in front of the opponent's neck.

Then the two looked at each other, smiled, and pulled away from each other.

"Concession."

The black-robed martial artist helped the white-robed martial artist, patted the dust off his body, took a half step back, cupped his fists and saluted.

"Thank you for your advice, brother."

The white-robed warrior also smiled and bowed.

"good!"

"good!"

"Well done!"

Amid the cheers of the people around them, the two slowly walked down the ring, and then the people gradually dispersed, each going about their own business.

Next.

Li Guanqi walked around the city again, and encountered two more arenas. There were people competing in martial arts, and there were countless people watching and applauding.

atmosphere.

The martial arts culture in Leicheng is very strong.

Although it was a bit like a performance competition, it was definitely not showy. Those people all had real skills, but their moves were a bit too gentle.

If all the cities in the Daluo Dynasty were like this, then the military fortunes of the dynasty would be prosperous.

After all, Li Guanqi couldn't imagine how a boy with "lovely peach and peach" could grow up healthily in such an environment.

"Dear judges!"

"In two days' time, it will be the day when the Four Families' Martial Arts Competition will be convened. On the rivers and lakes, the Four Elephants' martial arts performance has caused another bloody storm.

Today, I will bring up the old story again and tell you the story of the time when Great Hero Bai defeated all the invincible opponents in the city and finally became the number one in Leicheng City!"

"good!"

"good!"

"Come on, come on!"

"Why is it this old story again?"

"How do you know what a little brat does?! If you don't listen, get out of here. Only old stories have flavor, do you understand?!"

Suddenly, Li Guanqi passed by a teahouse, and bursts of cheers came from the second floor, which immediately attracted his attention.

Daxia Bai, the number one in Leicheng?

"Guest sir, how many are there and how many pots are there?"

Li Guanqi immediately stepped into the teahouse, and the sharp-eyed waiter hurriedly stepped forward.

"One person, one pot, just take your signature tea."

With that said, Li Guanqi walked up to the second floor of the teahouse, found a corner and sat down, leaning back on the seat and looking at the storytelling table set up in front of him.

"Crack!"

The storyteller was an old man with gray hair on his temples. After taking a sip of tea to moisten his throat, he was stunned and said with a smile: "If you look outside, you can see a peaceful and happy scene.

But everyone should also know that a few decades ago, our Leicheng City could be called a "chaotic" city. There was a mixture of dragons and fish in the city, there were many sects, and all kinds of grievances were entangled.

In the life and death arena in the center of the city, it was a small contest for three days, a big contest for five days, and one death for ten days.

The story I am going to tell you today happened sixty years ago.

At that time, the Bai family of the White Tiger family, one of the Four Elephant families, was experiencing a period of stagnant growth and was in urgent need of someone to step forward and save the family from decline.

So who is the protagonist of the story, the White Hero?

Haha, you all should know that, but what about the little doll?

Let’s talk about it with a little kid, let’s talk about it, the little kid in red clothes.”

The old storyteller put away his folding fan, pointed the tip of the fan at a little boy in red clothes in the teahouse, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's just you. Your clothes are festive and lovable. Get up and tell me. Do you know what I'm going to tell you about Da Xia Bai?"

, who exactly are they?”

"I know! I know!"

Before the little boy in red could say anything, a slightly older girl in red jumped up next to him, extremely excited, "It's the head of the Bai family, Mr. Bai Yangbai!"

"Hahaha."

The old storyteller brushed his beard and smiled, "Yes, it is Mr. Bai, but the story I want to tell happened sixty years ago, and the Mr. Bai at that time was not the old man today.

At that time, Bai Yang was just an arrogant young man in his early twenties!

Sixty years before the Baihu family fell into a downturn, Baiyang was born.

At the age of twenty-one, he used his peak Liangyi kung fu to defeat a group of fellow martial artists in the martial arts arena of the four families, and obtained forty secret realm spots for the White Tiger family!

That year.
To be continued...