The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

After Shi Kuan finalized the time to compete with the Western Shinto Association, he immediately distributed hero posts to spread the news among the Chinese martial arts.

So Luo didn't go to school during this time, Tang Ling and Bai Xue didn't miss class, they went to school every day, but these two little girls were anxious like ants on a hot pot in the past two days, because the school organized to accompany the national archaeologist The registration work for the team to go to practice has already started.

Bai Xue had been looking forward to this archaeological activity, and he and Tang Ling immediately reported their and So Luo's names.

However, there are only four places for first-year freshmen accompanying the Department of Archeology, and they are required to set off with the archaeological team on June 13.

And Solo will fight with the Western Shinto Association in Yanshan on June [-]th, so Solo is destined to be unable to participate. If Solo does not go, it is impossible for Bai Xue and Tang Ling to participate in this scientific expedition.

So Luo had already seen the anxiety of the two little girls, so he called the two little girls together: "Xue'er, Ling'er, I didn't expect such a thing to happen.

This matter is bigger than the sky, so it is impossible for us to participate in this archaeological internship with the team, but don't be discouraged, we are only freshmen, and we are not allowed to participate in seniors, but there are still sophomores and juniors, we still have Have the opportunity. "

Bai Xue and Tang Ling had no choice but to withdraw from the team's archaeological practice, but Solo didn't let the two of them idle.

The night of June [-]th.

There is a factory in Jincheng that has been abandoned for many years.

Weeds are overgrown here, and the surroundings are silent, only the whimpering sound of the wind blowing through the weeds and the small low chirping of insects, adding eerie and horror to this factory.

Most of the factory buildings have collapsed, and the buildings that have not collapsed are full of spiders, and the dust of the city is everywhere.

After eleven o'clock at night, eight black shadows appeared in the courtyard of the abandoned factory like ghosts, their foot dust lit the grass blades, and they appeared silently in front of the relatively intact factory building in the southeast corner of the factory.

The eight dark feet stood on the grass blades of the wild grass as if they were not exerting any effort, their bodies swaying in the wind, strangely and anxiously.

Judging from the figure, these eight dark six men and two women seem to have no breath, and their figures are integrated with the surrounding environment.

In the factory building, in front of the dark window, twelve black figures appeared, all of them closed their eyes and stood facing the eight people in the yard.

"We don't want to cause trouble, but it doesn't mean we are afraid of trouble. We don't want to take care of things in the capital. I hope you don't bother us..."

In the factory building, an old man's gloomy voice came out, accompanied by the dark night, making people's hair stand on end.

"Senior, I'm Solo, I don't want to know anything about the twelve seniors, and I don't even intend to win over the seniors.

Presumably, the seniors have heard about the fact that on June [-]th, Chinese masters and Western Shinto will meet to fight at Wuling Peak in Yanshan Mountain.

The seniors are also my Chinese citizens, this fight represents not only the affairs of the Shi family, but also the affairs of our Chinese martial arts.

Ever since the Eight-Nation Allied Forces invaded Yanjing, China has always been the laughing stock of the world, so this time we can only win but not lose, if we lose, it will be a great shame to China..."

"Then what do you want? There are so many masters around you, and the combat power of the few servants who appeared in the Bai family in Yunnan is beyond our comparison. If this is the case, what can we do?" The voice sounded again.

"In the past few days, apart from the masters of the Western Shinto Association who have entered Beijing and entered the Yanshan Mountains, Western masters are also pouring into China continuously, and there are not a few masters who defy the sky.

As far as the juniors know, in this battle of Yanshan, in addition to the normal fights, Western warriors are still preparing for a challenge of Eastern and Western martial arts.

The western masters are all out, if I can't stand the Chinese masters, I will definitely become the handle of the western martial arts. The juniors have notified the martial arts, and the Chinese martial artists are also flocking to the capital, but the real Chinese masters rarely show up.

So the purpose of this junior coming here tonight is to invite the twelve seniors to go to Yanshan at that time, to show off my Chinese power, and to give Westerners a head-on blow. "

After Solo's voice fell, the factory fell silent. Time passed by. Solo waited outside with Bai Xue, Tang Ling, Zhao Xiaohua and the Four Sages in no hurry.

After about 10 minutes, the deep voice in the factory sounded again: "Got it, you can leave..."

"Okay, I'm waiting for twelve seniors to come to strengthen my prestige in China..." Solo cupped his hands towards the dark factory building, and then led them away.

Yanshan, where the imperial mausoleum of the last feudal dynasty in China is located, was once listed as a forbidden area in China for more than [-] years.

The Wuling Mountain, the main peak of Yanshan Mountain, is majestic, with many mountains, strange peaks and rocks, in various poses and with different forms. It combines the characteristics of Hua, Tai, Wu and Emei mountains.

The peculiar mountain-shaped landform and dense forest vegetation make Wuling Mountain a spiritual place with "forests all over the mountain and springs everywhere".

On June [-]th, it was still dark.

The dense forest of Yanshan Mountain went deep, and martial arts masters from the east and the west came from different directions towards Wuling Peak, the main peak of Yanshan Mountain. The chaotic footsteps and the sound of piercing through the sky resounded throughout the forest.

In the open place on the top of Wuling Mountain, the main peak of Yanshan Mountain, more than a dozen tents stand there quietly. When the mountain wind blows, the tents make hunting sounds, the clouds gather and disperse, and there is silence in the tents.

Around the top of Wuling Mountain, martial arts masters from the East and the West, some of them had arrived here a day in advance, because it was a competition of Eastern and Western martial arts, so the Chinese martial arts masters sat quietly on the east side.

The masters from the West who rushed over in advance sat on the edge of the cliff in the West. The Easterners have always been known for their etiquette. June [-] is the debut of the protagonist.

Of course, whether it is the Eastern martial arts practitioners who arrived earlier or the real masters who have not yet appeared, they are all dissatisfied with this East-West competition.

Some martial arts practitioners who can be regarded as real masters all have a common thought in their hearts: "Who is this so unknowingly determined to challenge Western martial artists? Who did you ask? How did you choose it? Could it be a private customization?"

There are not a few people in Huaxia Wulin who have such thoughts. Today they came here, on the one hand, they wanted to stand up for Huaxia, and on the other hand, they wanted to see who would dare to represent Huaxia and challenge the Westerners lightly?

At about seven o'clock in the morning, the top and bottom of Wuling Mountain were already crowded with people from Eastern and Western martial arts.

Martial arts is a place with a very strict hierarchy. Those with strong cultivation will automatically get out of the way to go to the top of the mountain, while those with weak cultivation will go down the mountain one by one in the name of self-knowledge.

And those who want to see such a once-in-a-thousand-year prosperity climbed to the top of the mountain, and lined up from the top of the tree from the bottom to the top...