My imagination has come true

Chapter 112 Forgot the word

Although Yun Duo'er has no experience in the world, but she has a very unique perspective on martial arts, everything starts from her own knowledge, which brings a lot of freshness to Mu Qingyun.

All of a sudden, the boring 'show' becomes very interesting.

"My master mentioned Sister Qingqing, that senior brother of your Yuncheng Martial Arts School, Guo Shaoying."

Yun Duo'er's voice was crisp and loud, "It is said that his swordsmanship has been simplified and cut off all the branches and vines, leaving only the most effective part."

"Guo Shaoying and Master Zhuo's swordsmanship are completely two kinds of swords."

Yun Duo'er solemnly put on an air of superiority.

"His swordsmanship is quite good, but he still can't win the banquet of the Moon Palace. He has to lose this time. I'm afraid it will be difficult to qualify."

"As for Si Yan, although he can beat Guo Shaoying, he can't get out of the line. This guy seems to be a master of martial arts, but his sword practice is so good that even their dog can't stand it."

"This is what Master Zhou said. By the way, Master Zhou seems to have talked to Zhuo Sect Master? Then let their respective masters beat the mandarin ducks!"

Mu Qingyun was dumbfounded.

Si Yan and Si Le: "..."

Not only Mu Qingyun, but the staff nearby, as well as the master of ceremonies in front, all listened attentively, their eyes were sharp.

"I heard from my third senior sister that Xue Yuxia still won't make it to the qualifying round this year."

"It doesn't matter whether she is first or second, just because she throws down the iron rake in her hand, she won't fight immediately. If she wants to qualify in this life, she can only be possible if she becomes an idiot in the rounds."

"Third Senior Sister is very well-informed. The thing that was circulated in the circle last year was that who gave that so-and-so a cuckold, and it was my Third Senior Sister who spread the word."

Mu Qingyun hurriedly covered Yun Duo'er's mouth, and quickly poured her tea: "Drink tea, drink tea."

The little girl really dares to say it.

When others mentioned the reincarnation competition, they were very cautious, and no one dared to categorically say which master can enter the big competition and which master cannot.

She is so good!
Mu Qingyun gave a jolt, poured himself a cup of tea, and added another cup for Yun Duo'er.

Just as I was about to change the topic of safety, I heard a youthful voice behind me—"The purpose of my competition is to get a recommendation from seniors so that I can participate in this year's reincarnation competition!"

Yun Duo'er shook her hand, and Mu Qingyun almost poured tea on her sleeve.

Fortunately, Mu Qingyun has seen countless absurd things and strange things, so he can barely hold on.

For a moment, the stage was so quiet that a needle could be heard falling.

The master of ceremonies and the competition committee were silent.

The young man took a step forward, raised his head and said loudly: "How can I get a recommendation letter from senior?"

The master of ceremonies opened his mouth and closed it again.

He was so messed up by this kid that he forgot his words.

Originally, in this session, the master of ceremonies asked the more promising young contestants to stand up and express their emotions and ambitions to the audience.

The process is like this, let's go through the motions.

Good guy, I didn't expect that, this kid is indeed quite ambitious, but he is so ambitious that he can't answer this question.

The master of ceremonies coughed, and said dryly: "Good ambition, good ambition! But we teenagers can't be afraid of hardships. If we want to go to the reincarnation competition, it's better to spend a year playing the competition and earning points."

"My time is precious. Since there is a recommendation system, I can of course ask seniors to recommend it for me. Master of Ceremonies, what are the requirements?"

The master of ceremonies had a big head, took a deep breath, and smiled: "This question, let's discuss it in detail after the game, now—"

"Why after the game? Please tell me now, senior." The young man was full of stubbornness, as if he would not give up if he failed to achieve his goal.

The master of ceremonies suddenly had a sore throat.

Nonsense, Mr. Gao is not a fool, how could he give a letter of recommendation at will!
There is actually no high threshold for round-robin competitions.

It has no age limit. Even if you are a hundred years old, if you want to enter the reincarnation, you can still go, and you can go to the big competition if you pass the line.

The meaning of the Great Contest is to fight for a way for human beings, and all human beings can participate.

Of course, it is impossible to reject all comers in the reincarnation competition.

To participate in the reincarnation competition, there are two ways, one is to get a letter of recommendation from a master.

There are probably more than 100 people in the Ming Dynasty who are qualified to give recommendations, which is quite a number.

Second, sign up by yourself, and then participate in various competitions within a year to accumulate points.

If you have enough points, you can start the round-robin journey.

There are warriors who use these two methods to participate in the reincarnation competition.

However, when everyone sent out recommendation letters, they sent them very carefully, and they definitely couldn't give them to someone who wasn't a junior whom they particularly valued.

After all, holding their recommendation letter represents their approval.Once they perform poorly, not only will they be ashamed, but they will also be ashamed.

For the young man in front of him, asking a senior to be his recommender is simply absurd.

The scene suddenly became extremely stiff. The master of ceremonies was cursing in his heart, but his face was still composed, half relaxed, half teasing, and said: "Your senior is demanding, and you are still a little behind. After a few years, when you grow up, you can Ask him for it yourself."

The boy frowned: "The requirements are high, how high?"

The master of ceremonies simply admired himself, so far, he only smiled slightly, and didn't drag this brat out to bury him.

Rolling his eyes, the master of ceremonies smiled and said, "Hey, the standard of senior seniors is roughly at the level of Miss Zhang Qingqing."

The master of ceremonies smiled and said, "Did you see the fight between Miss Zhang and Miss Yun just now?"

"If Ms. Zhang stands in front of Senior Senior and asks for a letter of recommendation, Senior Senior won't even ask, so I will give it to her, right Wang Qi? Please head in this direction—"

"Miss Zhang, please enlighten me!"

The muscles of the young man's body suddenly puffed up, his eyes pierced Mu Qingyun's cheek with awe-inspiring fighting spirit.

"Cough cough cough cough!"

The master of ceremonies was so frightened that his hairs exploded and he coughed violently.

After finishing speaking, Wang Qi rushed towards Mu Qingyun.

All the guests were tense for a moment.

Sun Yuzhi grabbed Zhang Xiuxiu's arm and said anxiously, "This, this—"

Zhang Xiuxiu raised her eyebrows: It seems that Wang Qi is Mr. Sun's cousin?

This little boy was quite explosive and fast, he straddled the entire high platform in an instant, and punched him.

Menacing, like a tiger.

Immediately, a silver light flashed, bang!
The cheers of the audience were still in their throats, and they stopped abruptly before they could shout out the cheers for Wang Qi.

Wang Qi came back countless times faster than when he went, and fell to the ground with a bang and slid out of his body in one breath.

He fell unconscious for an instant.

Sun Yuzhi was dumbfounded and swallowed, her eyes turned black.

Mu Qingyun slowly withdrew his hand holding the teapot, carefully transferred the teapot to the table and put it away, and said softly, "Siyi Wang, how much is your teapot?"

Before the words were finished, the teapot was rattling and completely fell apart.

The master of ceremonies was silent for a while, then whispered: "I don't know about it, but it seems to be a whole set, not very cheap."

Mu Qingyun smiled: "Please find the loss, um, this provocative kid will go."

Everyone: "..."

The master of ceremonies took a deep breath, motioned to the staff to drag people, turned around and tried to smooth things over: "Contestant Wang Qi's courage to challenge is still worthy of our admiration. It doesn't matter if he fails once, he still has a long time to grow and improve."

"Alright, this is the end of the opening ceremony, now all players are invited to leave the field and prepare."

Hurry up and save the next few links, ask the contestants to give a speech or something, don't talk about it, what if there is another two hundred and fifty!
The audience was actually very happy to watch, and the whole stadium burst into laughter.

Zhang Xiuxiu sat on the chair silently with her head bowed, not even looking at Mr. Sun.

As an understanding Xie Yuhua, of course she knows when she should disappear.

(End of this chapter)