Young man, please stay

Chapter 123
  "A fight? Me?"

When he heard Su Yupan's request, Qin Lang sneered:

"If I don't go, I won't go..."

"why are you not going?"

Su Yupan said seriously:

"Qin Lang, you are a young hero who once wielded the Blood Sword Sect Master. You are full of pride. When you see this opportunity to compete on the same stage, do you really not want to try your skills?"

To be honest, as Su Yupan said, Qin Lang at this age, especially since he has practiced the complete "Mu Xin Jue" and has golden internal strength, actually wants to find some equally matched opponents and have a few fun battles. of.

but…

"I feel like the ring is too formal. It's always uncomfortable to fight, and there's no motivation."

The people in the ring were shouting about the huge bounty. If Qin Lang had just come down from the mountain, he would have been excited, but now...

Now Qin Lang has not spent all the bounty for killing Xue Gui. Not to mention that he is also relying on Tianhe Sect and Princess Qingli. No matter how he looks at it, he will not be short of money in the future...

Huh?
  wrong…

He didn't know if he didn't want to, but Qin Lang's heart suddenly skipped a beat when he thought about it.

What do you mean by Tianhe Sect... and Princess Qingli and so on...

Isn’t this a soft meal? ? ?
  Qin Lang is a man of the highest caliber. His senior sister has taught him since he was young that he should not eat soft food. The kind of man who "has breasts is his mother" is not a man at all!
  Of course, except for eating senior sister.

Qin Lang should have kept this in mind, but now he realized that he seemed to have fallen into the "soft rice trap" unintentionally.

Although he also knows that if he is serious, he will definitely not be able to earn a huge amount of wealth on his own in his lifetime that is comparable to the royal family or the Tianhe Sect.

But as a man, he must at least show a certain ability to support his family.

The size of this ability varies from person to person.

For Qin Lang, the requirements may be larger.

Therefore, Qin Lang, who had never thought about competing in the arena, actually asked passers-by about the details of the arena after realizing this.

"This young hero wants to fight?"

"Um...just asking..."

"It seems that the young hero is not a local, right?"

"Yes, people from Qingzhou."

"So far? No wonder..."

……

If you didn't ask, you wouldn't know it. It turns out that this so-called "Heaven and Earth Competition" is quite famous in Yangzhou. It is held once every month every year and has become a fixed local program.

The organizer behind it is actually the Yangzhou Prefecture.

……

"State capital? Is this the official arena?"

"Yes, the magistrate has great ambitions and cherishes talents. The purpose of setting up the arena is to reward capable warriors in the world. Not only that, during New Years and holidays, he also organizes some poetry gatherings to reward literary talents. .”

He is both martial and literary.

Not only did Qin Lang click his tongue when he heard this, the empress on the side also nodded secretly, thinking that the Yangzhou magistrate was really a cutting-edge person who cherished talents.

……

"That…"

After understanding everything, Qin Lang also asked everyone for their opinions:
  "...Do you support me in this competition?"

"That's right!"

Su Yupan was the first to speak, and then changed his words angrily under Qin Lang's strange eyes:
  "I...I support..."

"Jin'er?"

"A hidden edge is not a sharp edge."

Gu Jin nodded, the high ponytail on the back of her head bouncing:

"Walking around in the world, there are few who have never been in a ring. It doesn't hurt to hone your skills or gain knowledge. Your martial arts is not weak in the first place, but there are mountains beyond the mountains, so be careful."

"Ah."

Qin Lang smiled, thinking that every time the girl cared about him and talked more than usual, his heart suddenly warmed up, and he couldn't help but kiss her on the cheek.

"cough!"

Su Yupan immediately frowned, and the pink color on Gu Jin's ears disappeared in a flash, and she subconsciously bent down.

"Hey...what's wrong, Sumire?"

"No... nothing."

Qin Lang quickly held Gu Jin's arm with quick eyes and hands, but Gu Jin didn't know how to explain.

You can't say that you are not happy to hear that the Holy One is unhappy, so you are ready to kneel down on one knee to apologize, right?

Fortunately, I didn't have time to say "Your Majesty, calm down"...

"Yin Ping and Jin'er are both supportive now, what about you?"

Qin Lang lowered his head and rubbed a certain sect leader's little head.

Zhuo Beibei jumped on her feet and looked left and right along the way. Compared to fighting or something, Mianren and Tang Hua were obviously more attractive to her, so after simply confirming that there was no one around the ring who could fight, she decided decisively. He dropped the word "whatever".

The dignified leader of Tianhe Sect is not interested in this kind of playing field.    …

In this way, Qin Lang, who had received the support of everyone, decisively squeezed into the crowd of onlookers and wrote his name at the registration desk.

"lady."

Looking at his back, Gu Jin couldn't help but say:
  "This arena..."

"Don't worry, I've already checked it out."

Su Yupan's judgment was basically the same as that of a certain sect leader, and he said in a low voice:

"From your previous descriptions and his performance yesterday, it seems that if his kung fu is really good enough, he will definitely be the top pick in this arena today."

"Tanhua..."

Gu Jin was shocked:
  "Isn't that third? What about first and second?"

"First and second... I have no chance with him."

Su Yupan knew it well and looked at the two strangers standing by the ring:
  "Those two middle-aged men are as strong as half-step masters. After all, Qin Lang is too young and has no time to fight so deeply. He will definitely be defeated... But this is only for him. With me and San... there are With Tianhe Sect Master and I together, it will be easy to protect him from injury at critical moments."

"..."

With Su Yupan's words, Gu Jin felt relieved for the time being.

……

Having said that, Gu Jin, as a secret guard, is not very familiar with this kind of frontal battle. For example, the two middle-aged men the Empress mentioned were almost at the level of a half-step master. Gu Jin had not killed them before. Pass.

But those were basically sudden assassinations, the kind that took advantage of someone's unpreparedness and blocked his throat with one move. In a head-on battle, Gu Jin herself was definitely not sure, and she didn't know what happened to Qin Lang.

……

bang bang bang --

Soon, the ring emcee struck the gong again.

"Without further ado, a new competition has begun! Those who have money will support each other, and those who have no money will support each other! If you want to place bets, go to the corner over there!"

The new competition is between the cold-faced swordsman on the stage and another black-robed swordsman.

He signed up faster than Qin Lang, and saw that the cold-faced swordsman had won five games in a row, and that he would be the leader of the ring this month if he won two more games, so he couldn't help but jump out.

In fact, there are many such people around the ring, some who are more tolerant, or some who are stronger, waiting for the last moment to take action.

The black-robed swordsman who appeared now obviously did not belong to the two. The timing of his jump seemed a bit impulsive. After a jingling fight on the stage, he was quickly stabbed through the arm by the cold-faced swordsman, screaming in agony. Get off the stage.

"Six consecutive wins! There is still one last game!"

The master of ceremonies sounded the gong, the audience was excited, and the cold-faced swordsman's expression became serious.

Because they all know that this time often does not mean that they are close to victory, but that they are about to face a real new enemy.

Sure enough, for a while, many people around the ring, including the two middle-aged men Su Yupan mentioned before, were ready to make a move, until Qin Lang, who signed up just behind the black-robed swordsman, jumped onto the ring. Then I pressed my patience and continued watching the show.

"My dear Qin, may I ask my brother?"

Qin Lang held a single sword and made a fist.

The cold-faced swordsman was indifferent to this and uttered two words:

"Anonymous."

Clang——

As soon as he finished speaking, a green frost sword had already pierced Qin Lang's face.

Qin Lang did not hide or dodge. He raised his single sword and struck it with the side blade of the sword like a slapping brick on the side sword thrust by the unknown swordsman.

"what?"

Vibrate knife?

The unknown swordsman's eyes widened. He didn't expect that Qin Lang would not chop or chop, but would vibrate the sword savagely from the side, causing the tiger's mouth where he held the sword to go numb.

He practices kung fu all over the body and is a master of external kung fu...

stirrup--

With a crisp sound, the unknown swordsman took out his sword on the spot.

However, anyone who can fight to the seventh game has some strength.

The unknown swordsman touched his right foot and immediately grasped the sword again like a dragon.

Although his body moved forward a lot and fell into a passive position, he turned over in mid-air on the spot, turned his passive into an active one, and tried to cut Qin Lang's arm with an upward chop.

Qin Lang didn't want to engage in any fancy tricks with him. After dodging with his dexterity, he wrapped his head around his head and swept the knife in a series. Like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, the silver light shone towards the unknown swordsman and strangled him.

So fast!

The unknown swordsman didn't expect that this sword player was faster than himself. He barely managed to wipe his body with the sword, and then made a straight thrust. "咻咻咻", a few dense sword lights were no less sharp than Qin Lang's sword just now.

It's a pity that Qin Lang broke through all the magic with one force, and faced the sword shadow, he shook the sword again.

clang--!
  Immediately afterwards, while the swordsman's grip was loose, Qin Lang pressed down with lightning speed, and slashed out with a leg-cutting slash, causing a flash of blood to appear.

The unknown swordsman's left calf suffered pain on the spot, and he half-knelt down.

"I...I admit defeat!"

bang bang bang --

"Okay, okay! A new challenger is born!"

(End of this chapter)