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Chapter 102

Unexpectedly, Wei Chenrui would say such a sentence suddenly, and the leader of the martial arts circle was stunned for a long time before arriving: "That's right, too!"

At this time, the competition in the arena had already started, and when Chu Siliang reported his name, the people in the arena also reported their names as usual: "Xiatonghu is under the old man of Songshan."

People have already entered the arena, which means that the competition has already begun. If you pay more attention at this time, Xu etiquette is a bit out of your mind. Tong Hu can be regarded as an old Jianghu, so he naturally knows the way of it. Let go of your vigilance, and keep holding the knife tightly in your hand, and don't salute!
Seeing this, Chu Siliang secretly raised his eyebrows, knowing that this Tong Hu was not the careless person he appeared on the surface, but a person who was both rough and meticulous.

This kind of person is hard to deal with, and if you don't pay attention, you will be deceived and get yourself into trouble. Chu Siliang also became serious, picked up the flute in his hand, and put it to his mouth.

Tong Hu, an old Jianghu, naturally knew Yu Yinmen's attack methods, so how could he just start playing like this, and directly slashed at him.

Tong Hu's movements were fast, and Chu Siliang's movements were not slow, and he dodged to avoid it. Of course, he couldn't lift the flute to play.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tong Hu approached Chu Siliang and started a close fight with him, but Chu Siliang had no choice but to give up playing and use the flute as a weapon to resist.

Seeing this, the leader of the martial arts alliance shook his head and said: "This Chu Si is still not cultivated enough, if this continues, I'm afraid he will lose!"

Wei Chenrui agrees with this point of view.

Although she has not participated in these competitions, she has also played games. This Tong Hu is like a melee fighter in the game, and Chu Siwei is like the crispy mage in the game.

This crispy mage was beaten by a soldier at close range, it was no different from courting death, as long as the mage didn't find a chance to distance himself, he would definitely be hacked to death by a soldier, almost without exception.

Chu Siliang knew this, and had been thinking of a way to distance himself. Tong Hu naturally knew it too. How could he let him distance himself, and kept sticking to him.

Just like this, you come and go, Chu Siliang still can't find a way to increase the distance, his physical strength is gradually exhausted, and he is kicked off the ring by Tong Hu.

The martial arts conference has been held in many circles, and everyone knows it well, there is no need for the martial arts leader to come to the stage to announce who is the winner.

This martial arts conference is also interesting, that is, it adopts the mode of defending the ring, as long as the master does not lose, he will fight until the end of the conference.

It took a lot of effort for Tong Hu to drive Chu Siliang off the ring.

However, if you lose, you don't lose. Although your state is not the best, it is obviously impossible to admit defeat and get out of the ring at this time.

Tong Hu pretended to be relaxed and said, "Who will come up to challenge next?"

With the early birds, there will naturally be no shortage of volunteers to come on stage.

Some people who are not very strong also enter the ring with the mentality of picking up the loopholes, hoping that they will be lucky, and if they encounter Tong Hu exhausted, they will be the ones who win.

How could Tong Hu not know this kind of thinking, he used to be one of them.

If he knew it, he knew it, and he had no way to change it. He could only hold on until he couldn't stand it anymore.

Wei Chenrui watched from the side, a little annoyed, and because of his status and position, he couldn't say anything directly, so he could only pretend to ask: "Leader, isn't this unfair?"

Before the martial arts leader could speak, people from other families sitting next to him sneered and said, "Fair? Will the enemy give you a chance to fight fairly? I don't know how the medical immortals teach it. I don't have any knowledge at all. Shame on the Immortal Doctor!"

Being said that, Wei Chenrui's heart trembled. He used to talk about fairness in front of civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty. At that time, he was still saying that there is no real fairness. Now why does he feel that this martial arts competition is unfair? Woolen cloth?
After knocking on his brain, Wei Chenrui respectfully thanked the person who reminded him: "Thank you for your guidance, senior, my little girl understands!"

I didn't expect to be thanked so solemnly by Wei Chenrui, that person was also taken aback for a moment, and suddenly smiled and said: "That's right, the medical fairy still has eyesight!"

At this moment, Tong Hu was kicked off the ring by a member of the beggar gang, and the ring master changed.

In terms of strength, Tong Hu must be stronger than that disciple of the beggar gang. At this time, he was a little unconvinced when he was beaten in the ring, and he yelled unceremoniously: "You must guard the ring, wait for me If you recover, I will earn back this champion!"

It is not difficult to guess the meaning of these words, Wei Chenrui naturally heard it, but he couldn't believe it, he turned to the leader of the martial arts and asked: "Master, can this person who has been kicked out of the ring continue to play?"

The martial arts leader nodded and said: "Of course it is possible!"

Wei Chenrui opened his mouth in surprise, "Then when will the winner be determined?"

The martial arts leader laughed loudly and said: "Your Highness, you are too worried. First of all, this martial arts conference has a time limit. Secondly, the purpose of the martial arts conference is not to decide the winner!"

Wei Chenrui was even more surprised: "No, martial arts competition is also a kind of competition. There must be winners and losers in competitions. If there is no victory or defeat, what is the meaning of competition?"

The martial arts leader did not answer this question, but Yang Mingyi replied: "You have also seen that this competition is not very fair, so we don't care about the outcome."

"We just hope that through the competition, the juniors will know their own strengths and weaknesses, use their brains to think about problems, and how to use the least effort and the fastest way to solve their opponents."

"Of course, it can also be seen more clearly that the juniors are capable of handling things, so that they can select outstanding juniors and let them participate in dangerous encirclement and suppression with confidence."

Wei Chenrui understood, and said that this method is good!

In the time it took to speak, the members of the beggar gang eliminated an opponent.

When he got off the ring, the man was obviously unconvinced, and muttered in his mouth: "A poor beggar with no decent clothes, what a madman!"

Hearing that, Wei Chenrui looked in the direction of the beggar gang, and saw them all in ragged clothes, but they were clean and not sloppy.

Sighing: "I hope that in my lifetime, I can completely eliminate the gang of beggars!"

Although the voice is not loud, the eyes and ears of martial arts practitioners are much better than normal people, so naturally they heard this sentence.

"Shut up, what are you talking nonsense over there, and you still haven't apologized to the members of the Beggar Gang!" The person who mentioned Wei Chenrui before, when he heard Wei Chenrui's words, suddenly changed his face, and scolded.

The members of the beggars' gang naturally heard it too, and a person who seemed to be a leader immediately turned gloomy and said coldly: "Where did my beggars' gang offend Her Royal Highness, and let you want to destroy my beggars' gang?"

(End of this chapter)