The Book of Heaven

Chapter 192 Makes Me Unable to Eat

"The next round, Jia Zi Thirteen Yin Yang, come on."

On the arena of Zhuge's family outside the south gate of Chengdu, the emcee's loud voice sounded.

Because the martial arts of those participating in the competition are generally not high, coupled with the randomness of the lottery, either one or two moves will decide the winner, or they will fall into a fight like ordinary people.

Needless to say, there will be servants to record those who decide quickly. As for those who enter into a dogfight, there will be masters sent by the Zhuge family to choose one based on experience, and then separate the two.

So the battles in the arena end very quickly, and it is rare for you to come and fight very excitingly.

Even so, the onlookers still watched with relish, either applauding or booing, it was very lively.In this era, there is a lack of public entertainment items. Zhuge's family will hold a ring competition once every two years, which is a popular event for the common people in Chengdu.

Hearing his number being called, Ma Zhao, who closed his eyes and rested his mind, immediately opened his eyes and strode onto the ring.

His opponent, however, was a small character with a handsome figure, and against the background of Ma Zhao's mandrill-like physique, he looked like a monkey.

"start!"

In the first round of martial arts competition, the master of ceremonies didn't bother to talk about the rules at all. After giving an order, he retreated to the side, as if he was afraid that he would suffer disaster from the fish pond. After all, the big knife hanging on Ma Zhao's waist looked quite scary.

"what!"

The little monkey let out a scream, but it was a pity that there was a faint tremor in the scream.Perhaps it was because Ma Zhao's size and aura put too much pressure on the little monkey, so he couldn't help but take the first shot.

Its claws are like an eagle, and its body is extremely agile. The little monkey's kung fu is considered good among the contestants, but it's just a bit unlucky.

"Crack!"

The little monkey firmly clasped Ma Zhao's right shoulder with five fingers. A gleam of joy flashed across his face. He thought that Ma Zhao was just intimidating in appearance but his skill was poor. After all, as long as he exerted his strength, he could remove Ma Zhao's right shoulder. Even if Ma Zhao had great abilities, he would still be able to make a half of it.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Ma Zhao finally showed some expression, but it was not frightened or afraid, but a kind of deep boredom.

"you"

Seeing Ma Zhao's expression, a shadow flashed in the little monkey's heart. He didn't dare to hesitate, he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Break!"

Ma Zhao's side also moved!

The moment the little monkey yelled "Broken", Ma Zhao shook his right shoulder.

With a crisp sound, it seemed that it was really broken!
Ordinary people in the audience may not be able to see the process clearly. They were about to applaud when they saw the figure of the little monkey fly away. After stopping, they saw that his right hand was holding his left hand, and the five fingers of his left hand showed a non-human bending.Looking at the little monkey's face, it was pale and terrifying, with beads of sweat the size of soybeans on his forehead.

"If you don't want to dismantle my shoulder, you won't be injured, so you asked for it, and I didn't fight back."

Under the gaze of the other party, Ma Zhao spread his hands and said calmly.

"Thank you. Thank you for your mercy!"

Of course, the little monkey knew that Ma Zhao was telling the truth, and he also knew that he might never surpass Ma Zhao in his life, so he didn't dare to say harsh words. Instead, he used the remaining right hand to support his left hand, and after barely completing the bow , turned around and bowed his head to step down.

"ended?"

The contest with Ma Zhao participating was really boring in the eyes of the audience, and it ended without seeing anything. If it wasn't because of Ma Zhao's scary image, someone would throw rotten vegetables on the ring.

"Sure enough, I'm not mistaken, the outer sect's kung fu is at its peak!"

"Well, it's a good seed, let's talk directly after watching it for another round!"

The masters sent by the Zhuge family had always attached great importance to Ma Zhao, but now that the first round of the competition ended in such an unexpected way, it further proved Ma Zhao's brilliance, and to the Zhuge family, naturally it was even more valuable.

Of course, some people dismissed Ma Zhao's performance.

The young swordsman who thought that Ma Zhao was a silver-shaped pewter spear curled his lips and said: "Practice martial arts without practicing kung fu, and when you grow old, it will be empty. It doesn't matter if you are good at outside martial arts. It's still a piece of cake to meet masters at home!"

When he belittled Ma Zhao just now, many people echoed him. At this time, Ma Zhao has already proved his strength. If he said that again, some people would not be convinced, and said viciously: "Master Qin, big bastard Qin, then you If you are facing this stupid big guy, how many tricks can you get it done?"

"Well, haha, it seems it's up to me, I'll go and see who the next round is."

In front of Ma Zhao, who had just stepped off the ring, it seemed that Qin Daji didn't dare to be too presumptuous. The outer kung fu might be underestimated, but who can guarantee that Ma Zhao didn't practice the inner kung fu? There is no chance, just relying on the strength of the body, let the opponent fall into the sand.

When Qin Dashike passed by Ma Zhao, the taciturn Ma Zhao suddenly grinned, "I'll kill you with just one move."

"What, you~"

Ma Zhao's back was already far away, and he was still clenching his fists with the help of that scumbag from Qin.

Someone next to him was applauding lightly, not to mention whether Ma Zhao can do it, at least this one is so forceful, pretending to be full marks!

According to the rules of Zhuge's family, after the first round, there is half an hour's rest time. If you get injured, you will be treated by the Zhuge family's traumatic doctor. Regardless of whether you win or lose, you can get this treatment. Ma Zhao transferred to the ring At the end, I saw a few injured players taking medicine.

The little monkey was also there, and when he saw Ma Zhao, he quickly turned his head away, as if he really didn't want to meet Ma Zhao.

And beside the little monkey, there was a member of Zhuge's family standing, talking in a low voice. "

Of course Ma Zhao would not apologize to the little monkey or anything, he just passed by by accident, and the scene in front of him made him feel funny.Vaguely, Ma Zhao seemed to hear that Zhuge's family was recruiting the little monkey. It seems that winning or losing in the martial arts competition is not the only criterion, it is still based on the level of martial arts.

The little monkey can't do one move in front of Ma Zhao, it doesn't mean that the martial arts is really bad, it can only say that the little monkey is unlucky, if it is another opponent, maybe the little monkey can finish the opponent with one move.

Maybe the little monkey really wanted to get this job as a guard. Even though he didn't know how long it would take for the five fingers of his right hand to recover, he still gritted his teeth and pressed his thumbprints one by one on the few pieces of paper that the man spread out.

Passing through the place where the wounded were resting, Ma Zhao returned to the area where he could eat and drink. He still likes this place the most. He can eat and drink as he pleases with his belly open, and it doesn't cost money.

"Brother, you are very powerful, what do you call it?"

Just as Ma Zhao grabbed a piece of barbecue, a voice came from his ear.

When he looked back, he was bald.

In addition to the bald head, his body is also very strong, which is only a little bit worse than that of Ma Zhaolai. It seems that he is also an outsider.

"Ma Zhao, what's the matter?"

"My name is Tang Ping. Hey, I'm fine. I'll just come over and talk to you buddy. How many years have you practiced this kung fu?"

"How many years?" Ma Zhao frowned. Whether he was a horse thief or in the Ma family, no one had ever asked him how many years he had practiced kung fu. This is the secret of warriors. This guy named Tang Ping is really a quack ?
"Don't tell me, it's okay, hey, I don't keep it secret, I've been practicing for six years."

"Oh."

Ma Zhao responded lightly, but actually he wanted to say, "We don't know each other well, can you let me eat in peace?"

(End of this chapter)