Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 68

The next morning, the sun shines brightly.

Everyone in the women's camp got up to work, and there was a lot of noise and excitement.

Outside the yard, the arrows shot last night had disappeared.

Only the broken bricks on the wall proved that the scene actually happened.

When the horn sound came from the school martial arts field in the distance, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked into the distance with complicated expressions.

Yesterday, the news that Chuang Potian was going to compete with the eldest lady to find a bride had spread throughout the city.

This urgent recruitment event is scheduled to take place in the school martial arts field today. The rules are simple, just fight, fight, fight!

A ring is set up, and men who are not married to their wives can enter the ring, and weapons are not allowed to be used.

But there is one thing. No matter how wide the arena is, it can't compare to a horse racing venue, so there is no way to hold a horse fight.

The rebels didn't have that many rules, and the arena was large enough for a dozen people to compete at the same time, but they were not allowed to besiege.

Whoever can stand at the end, sweep through the crowd, beat no one, and convince everyone, will be the young lady's husband.

However, swords and guns have no eyesight. Obviously, the background color of this martial arts competition is blood red. It belongs to the stage of martial arts masters. A weak person may really lose his life if he gets on it.

Pan Furong was very popular among the women's camp. Everyone knew that the young lady did not want to be arranged for marriage, but her arms could not twist her thighs. Who could disobey King Chuang's will now?

Therefore, many people are praying for her, hoping that she can find a good husband today.

People were standing on both sides of the road in the yard, and some sentimental women were sobbing softly.

Pan Furong came out of the house with swollen eyes. Sister Hong put a curtain hat on her head to cover her haggard face.

"Miss, don't be confused."

"Perhaps, I can't say for sure whether I can find a good husband today..." Sister Hong cautiously guided her from the side, for fear that the young lady would not be able to think clearly.

It didn't matter if she made a joke in public or something like that. She was just afraid that this young lady would follow Lao Chuang because of her strong personality and do something drastic, such as dying together.

Pan Furong remained silent, her whole body exuding the aura of keeping strangers away from her, like a cold stone sculpture.

Everyone watched Pan Furong go out, mount her horse, and leave, heading to the school martial arts field.

Everyone also poured out of the women's camp. A lot of people had gathered on the street, and everyone was heading towards the school martial arts field.

King Chuang wants to make this martial arts competition a grand event, so in addition to those who are on guard duty and cannot leave their posts, everyone else, including civilian servants, can go to the school martial arts field to watch, so as to show off the illustrious martial arts of the army!

Lu Ye, Wang Hu, and Zhang Cunyi followed the crowd on horseback.

"Brother," Wang Hu came over, "Did you make the lady angry? I told you to go with you last night, but you told us to stay still. You see, the lady ignored us."

"This is indeed inappropriate," Zhang Cunyi frowned, "but there's nothing we can do about it."

"The courtyard was surrounded by soldiers yesterday. How could we escape?"

"My eldest brother also had good intentions. He alarmed everyone and only added to the embarrassment."

Wang Hu suddenly clapped his hands.

"Then you can't just watch the young lady marry someone else."

"Brother, let's go to the ring too! If you can block one, you'll be the one!"

Lu Ye shook his head.

"Save your strength. The size of the army has increased many times compared to before. There are so many masters. You two bronze-skinned warriors are at the middle level. Your internal injuries are not healed yet. I'm afraid it's not enough."

"If it were a Dacheng copper-skinned warrior, it would be about the same."

Wang Hu and Zhang Cunyi were ashamed. They looked at each other and thought that they still need to practice the fatal Yama Dao technique!

Not long after, everyone arrived at the school martial arts field.

The place is already crowded with people.

A stage was set up high in the middle of the field to ensure that everyone could see it.

On the opposite side of the ring, a new high platform was built last night. Under the high platform, five hundred horse soldiers stood majestic with swords.

On the high platform, a large banner with the word "Chuang" was erected.

There was a row of seats placed under the banner, and among them sat the current leader of the army, Chuang Potian.

To the left and right of Chuang Potian were the military advisor who kept twirling his beard, and today's heroine Pan Furong. Pan Furong was dressed in black and had a curtain hat on her head, which did not match the festive atmosphere today.

Sister Hong stood behind Pan Furong, with a nervous look on her face.

On either side of the military advisor and Pan Furong were some of the leading figures of the rebel army, including many unfamiliar faces who had recently joined the rebel army.

There were some young and not-so-young “talents” sitting on both sides of the high platform.

Everyone stared at Pan Furong with piercing eyes, wishing they could see through the curtains and hats. They were all newly defected leaders who Chuang Potian had deliberately attracted.

Zhang Cunyi had the best eyesight and whispered in Lu Ye's ear.

"Brother, the only people we recognize sitting next to Chuang Potian are Lady Cao, Mang Kingang and She Taotian." "In addition, the faces sitting on both sides are also very unfamiliar. Most of them should be new members. .”

Lu Ye nodded and remained silent.

It is said that if a man gains momentum and a pig stands on the wind, he will be unstoppable.

What's more, Chuang Potian is definitely not a pig, he is as fierce as a tiger and as cunning as a wolf.

Chuang Potian has gained terrible momentum recently, defeating the governor's Fu Biao, his reputation has been greatly increased, and his strength has expanded greatly.

Just looking at these new faces who joined the army, you can see the power of King Chuang.

He, Wang Hu, and Zhang Cunyi rode into the field. The three of them were all wearing iron armor and riding big horses. At first glance, they were the leaders of the rebel army. The civilians gave way one after another.

The three of them chose a shady spot with a clear view, stood in front of the crowd, and waited quietly.

On the high platform.

The military advisor with the bandit name Bai Lushan came close to Chuang Potian's ear and whispered.

"These masters sitting on the high platform include several Dacheng copper-skinned warriors and a suspected steel-framed martial artist. They are all heroes who led their teams to join us. They admire the king very much."

"No matter which one of them becomes the young lady's husband, your Majesty, you can rest easy."

Chuang Potian nodded and replied, "Well done. Pan Furong is a card in his hand to win people's hearts. As for whether Pan Furong is willing to marry, he doesn't care."

Bai Lushan changed the topic.

"Your Majesty, I sent someone to check the cronies around Commander Qin."

"Although most of them died in the battle in Heishan County, two or three were lucky enough to survive and got the message."

"Commander Qin took a detour to Dongsai Mansion with his cronies that day, but it was to intercept and kill Lu Ye. As for the reason, you know Commander Qin's habits..."

Chuang Potian nodded slightly.

Qin Tong's whole mind was on Pan Furong, everyone was well-connected, and even his uncle understood the dirty tricks she used.

Although this child made mistakes, who is his only blood relative?

Therefore, even though Chuang Potian knew about it, he still sent people to finish things off for his nephew every time.

Only this time, he didn't expect that his uncle would collect the body.

Even after these days, he felt heartbroken when he thought about it, especially when he had no heirs, Qin Tong's death was even more unacceptable to him.

If he conquers a huge territory but doesn't have the surname Qin in the end, isn't he making wedding clothes for others?

There were rumors in the army recently, which made his stomach almost explode with anger.

Some people say how awesome is Chuang Po Tian?

No matter how big a fortune you make, you can't keep it.

When Chuang Potian thought of these rumors, he felt even more heartbroken that his nephew had died in the battle. He narrowed his eyes and became murderous.

"Can you determine who killed him?"

Bai Yushan shook his head.

"I'm not sure. Maybe I was unlucky enough to encounter that four-armed gentleman's sword, or maybe I died in the hands of Lu Ye and his two brothers."

"During the defense of Heishan County, that boy was a copper-skinned warrior, but according to common sense, the three of them together should not be a match for Commander Qin..."

"Give me some more time, and I'll be able to find out."

Chuang Potian waved his hand and whispered.

"The great cause is ahead of us, military advisor, how can you have the energy to take care of so much?"

"It was either the Gentleman's Sword or the hands of the three brothers Lu Ye."

"Junzi Jian is dead, don't keep these three brothers, they are just copper-skinned warriors. I have no shortage of such good hands now."

"It doesn't matter which one of them made a move and which one was wronged. They are all dead. Tong'er's revenge will be avenged!"

The military advisor nodded in agreement and suggested that after the martial arts contest to recruit a bride was over, wait for a few days to find a reason to move the three of them out of the city, and then take the opportunity to kill them.

Chuang Potian said yes and stopped talking.

The conversation between the two of them ended in the life and death of others.

At this point, the time has come.

The horn sounded.

She Taotian, who was wearing a festive red robe today, stood up, walked to the end of the high platform, and exhaled with his full strength...

(End of this chapter)