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Chapter One Hundred Swordsmen Picking the Heroes (2)

Inside the yard.

Zhuo Mufeng looked at the list handed over by Zhao Jin. They were all young people of the second level of true Qi. He heard that someone claimed to be invincible at the same level, so of course the challenge was at this level.

After counting, there were thirty-six people who planned to challenge themselves, most of whom were first-class disciples and the other half were second- and third-class disciples.

The most noteworthy one is a guy named Liu Ziyuan. The Liu family, who came from, was a martial arts family a hundred years ago. His grandfather was also a master of the Tianxing List and was a top-notch force.

Just think about it with your butt, the resources that Liu Ziyuan enjoys will definitely be far better than ordinary people. The strength of the same level will be terrible. He will be a big enemy in five days!

Made, there are really big fish coming to make trouble, so I just want to make some money and just give it a name.

Zhuo Mufeng rubbed his eyebrows, circled out several of the names with a brush, and ordered: "In the past two days, I will send my brothers to investigate these people, including the martial arts they have learned, their past achievements, and their habits when fighting. We must be clear about them."

Zhao Jin was a little embarrassed, but he still responded.

After thinking about it, things have come to this point, so it’s better to be a little more ruthless. Zhuo Mufeng gritted his teeth and said, “In addition, Lao Zhao, you can secretly find the people from the Beggars’ Sect to get some money to let them talk and improve the style of the war.”

Zhao Jin expressed confusion.

"For example, the battle in five days is named Nuanyang Sword Contest, focusing on how strong the challengers are and what amazing achievements have in the past? No? Let's make up some for me!

Anyway, no matter how awesome you are, you must create an atmosphere of masters, and hypnotize it so that everyone feels that the battle in five days will determine who is the number one master in Gusu City and even Yingtianzhou’s lower level of true Qi. Do you understand?”

Zhao Jin was dumbfounded when he heard this.

Aren’t it just a group of second-generation martial arts generations who are idle and have nothing to do, teach a lesson to a certain arrogant madman? Even the number one in Yingtianzhou has come out. What is shamelessness? He has truly experienced it today.

Seeing that someone was not blushing, he was still trying his best to make a trick to put gold on his face, Zhao Jin could only write a big word for submission, and the gang leader is worthy of being the gang leader.

In the evening of that day, in some remote corners of Gusu City, beggars who had been assigned copper coins to listen to the instructions of the financial owner, nodded and then scattered.

In the following days, some roadside stalls and street corners could be heard everywhere in the glorious past of the young men in Gusu City.

In the eyes of those who are interested, of course, it is because the upcoming battle has attracted much attention, which has led to their foundation being dug up.

"Brother Ding, you really destroyed six mountain villages in eastern Sichuan overnight?"

"Brother Wang, I heard that you defeated a gangster master with the third level of true Qi with three swords?"

The parties involved were also confused. Are I that awesome? Why don’t I know? But when asked, I can’t deny it in person and destroy my prestige.

So some said small things, and some laughed, which made the rumors more and more confirmed.

Public opinion is getting bigger and bigger like a snowball. After a few days, it is clearly a rookie pecking each other, which makes people feel like a decisive battle between peerless masters.

It seemed as if anyone who won the battle was the first person in the same ranks in the world, which caused many people who watched the show to sit still and went to Nuanyang Mountain to sign up to join in the fun.

By the eve of the war, the number of challengers surged from the original thirty-six to fifty-seven.

Zhuo Mufeng was under great pressure, but when he thought of the waste of money, he laughed again. No matter whether he wins or loses, he has made money anyway.

On the day of the agreement, early in the morning.

The morning light had just broken through the clouds, making the entire Nuanyang Lake shine brightly. In front of the gate of the Mozhu Gang, a group of people gathered in groups of three or three.

They are all tourists who come to watch the battle.

When the door opened, Zhao Jin led several gang members out and cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, today's battle will be held on the sword contest."

"Where is the swordsmanship platform?"

Someone asked immediately.

Zhao Jin left those gang members to deal with the people who came later, and he led a group of tourists across the path and spread the jungle. After a while, he saw a huge cliff platform.

What surprised the tourists from the world was that every short distance outside the platform, there were constables wearing soap clothes on their faces, as if the platform was a major area.

Zhao Jin explained: "Today's battle will surely be exciting. There will be many spectators at that time. In order to avoid unnecessary chaos, I will temporarily decide to charge each person a consistent admission fee."

What?

These tourists from the world were stunned when they heard this, and then became furious. You Mo Zhu Gang were crazy about money, but you actually made the entrance fee and treated them as fools?

"Bastard, there has never been such a rule in the world."

"What do you think you are? I didn't ask anyone for any money when the masters of the Tianxing List competed."

Everyone cursed.

Zhao Jin sneered: "You can leave if you don't look at it, but some people will see it. Besides, the duel of the masters on the Tianxing List, can you see clearly? How many people will leave and don't give it away."

The few people wanted to make trouble again, but when they saw a captain coming, they immediately fell silent and did not leave immediately.

After a while, gang members led the spectators to come one after another. I heard about the entrance fee, so of course I had a lot of arguments. However, I didn’t have much money in my usual way, and someone paid the money obediently and sat on the stool in the middle.

There are one and two. Many people rushed over and didn't want to return home in disappointment. They had to endure the scolding and paid the money, and chose the best position to sit down.

Looking at the golden lake below and the hazy Gusu City in the distance, when the cool breeze blew, compared to the people outside the platform, it felt a little comfortable.

When the first group of people saw this, most of them pinched their noses and paid money to enter the market.

When it was Si, there were almost no seats left, including young people like Xue Shijie who were not qualified to challenge, as well as rangers from all over the world.

The people who wanted to watch for nothing on the outside were driven away by the detectives, and had to pay another part of the money, but they could only stand and watch the game, which was a pity.

Then a group of young people walked in one after another, sitting in the tea shed on the other side, probably today's challenger.

"By thanking you all, Zhuo Mufeng feels very honored."

While everyone was anxiously waiting, a young man wearing a cloth clothes, wearing a long sword on his waist and a very handsome face stepped onto the platform, clasped his fists and said with a smile.

"Stop talking nonsense, start quickly."

Someone shouted.

Because of collecting money, many people are eager to see Zhuo Mufeng suffer, and it is best to be defeated in the first battle.

Zhuo Mufeng was too lazy to talk nonsense to these people, and felt the rushing eyes in the teahouse, so he said generously: "Okay, let's go straight to the point, which brother will come to the stage to give advice first?"

"I'll do it."

In the tea shed, several figures rushed out at the same time, each of them couldn't wait. One of them moved the fastest, taking the lead in bullying Zhuo Mufeng three feet away, and hitting him in the head with a shot.
Chapter completed!
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