Cultivating Master In City

When Zhou Yi and his party came down from the mountain, the sun was just setting, and the martial artists in the small square were bustling. They lined up in front of the boulder to hand over the martial arts tokens in their hands. Beside the boulder stood a fast square electronic display with the number and ranking of martial Arts tokens of each handover team.

In monasteries in southern Jiangsu Province, almost everyone has seven or eight tokens hanging around their waist.

The seven people led by Leng Feng also found twelve. Qi Wei shot Leng Feng on the mountain because he liked the token in Leng Feng's hand.

Leng Feng had 12, Tao Yu and Zheng Ya had 10, Zhou Yi had 20, Cao zhe had 25, and Qi Wei had 39.

The total number of tokens obtained by monasteries in southern Jiangsu Province is 106!

"Nanjiang monastery, 37 pieces, fourth."

Zheng Ya crowded into the electronic display and read it in pieces. Nanjiang monastery was the second in the last martial arts competition. This session became the fourth because fan Yao and several team members had an accident. Therefore, Nanjiang monastery didn't look for a token in the next few hours.

"Monasteries in central south province, 48, third."

"Southwest monastery, 57 pieces, second."

"Longcheng monastery, 79 pieces, first!"

On the electronic display, the words of Longcheng monastery are impressively high, and the numbers behind them are also appalling, as high as 79.

"Young master Jiang Han is really powerful. Seventy-nine, more than twenty, surpassing the second place!"

"Longcheng monastery is the first in ten thousand years. This number is very normal. It's strange that someone should be higher than the martial law order of Longcheng monastery."

"By the way, why haven't you seen their ranking so far? The handover will be over soon."

Several martial artists stood in front of the electronic display and talked loudly. Jiang Han stood not far away with a proud face. From time to time, he turned his head and said something to the Mongolian woman next to him.

But mengsha women's temperament is cold, but she doesn't respond eagerly to Jiang Han, but Jiang Han is not embarrassed. She still talks warmly and points out the country.

"The monastery in Northern Xinjiang can't come." Zheng Yashi Shi ran, standing next to the electronic display, said,

"Can't come? What do you mean, girl?"

A group of martial artists looked at Zheng Ya and asked in surprise.

"Qi Weigang just wanted to grab our captain's martial arts token. Our captain abandoned him on the mountain, so she can't come."

Zheng Ya said in a crisp voice, with a bit of pride in her tone.

"Beauty, you don't have a fever. What nonsense are you talking about here?"

A young martial artist laughed and joked that Qi Wei was abandoned? How could this be possible? Among the martial artists participating in the competition, who dares to abolish Qi Wei is not cold. After all, the power of Qi family is there.

"Ha ha, this beauty is probably out of her mind. With Qi Weihua's strength in the middle stage, who can beat him, let alone waste him."

Another martial artist also exaggerated and laughed, and Zheng Ya's small face flushed with anger.

"Your brain is not normal, your whole family is not normal!" Zheng Yaqi scolded. "All the tokens in my hand are taken by our captain from the token. Qi Wei is still lying on the mountain."

When Zheng Ya took out a string of tokens, several martial artists were stunned. There must be dozens of tokens. Where did you get this beauty?

"Captain, come here and hand in the token here."

Zheng Ya ignored several stunned martial artists. She looked at Zhou Yi who was talking with Liu Xiaohu and shouted loudly. This voice immediately brought together all the martial artists in the square.

"Isn't that the snake chopping boy?"

A warrior who saw Zhou Yi cut the snake was shocked and shouted.

"Yes, it's him! I don't know how many tokens he got."

A young martial artist said excitedly that Zhou Yi now seems to be an idol. Many martial artists were shocked by the scene of Zhou Yi coming out of the blood rain and regarded Zhou Yi as an idol.

"Snake chopping boy, what are you talking about?"

The warrior who had never seen the black snake asked suspiciously. He didn't understand why these people were so excited when they saw a teenager.

"Brother, I'll tell you later. Now let's see how many tokens the young king has obtained." the young warrior stared at Zhou Yi and had no time to care about others.

"I don't know this boy, but it seems that he came out of the small yard. He can't find many tokens. Maybe he doesn't even have half of the third and fourth place."

A warrior in a fancy robe disdained to say that he didn't think that young and excessive boy could have any ability.

As soon as the robed warrior finished speaking, Zhou Yi went to the boulder. An old man with a long white beard stood on the boulder and saw that the visitor was Zhou Yi. A flash of light flashed in his muddy eyes and asked happily, "are you Zhou Yi from the monastery in southern Jiangsu Province?"

"Exactly."

Zhou Yi nodded. He was not surprised that the old man knew his name. He knew that the scene of cutting a black snake on the mountain was photographed by a UAV. The old man with white beard must have seen it.

"Yes, yes." white beard stroked his beard and exclaimed, "are you going to hand over a martial arts token?"

"Well, yes." Zhou Yi nodded.

"How many did you find?"

"106," Zhou Yi said calmly.

"How much!"

The old man with white beard widened his eyes and suddenly raised his voice by an octave. His sudden performance also surprised all the martial artists. Qi Qi listened. They were curious about what Zhou Yi said, which surprised the old man with white beard.

"106!"

Zhou Yi repeated.

"Impossible!"

"Brag! Young master Jiang Han only found 79 pieces. The hillbilly from the monastery is talking nonsense here."

After Zhou Yi finished, the old man with white beard didn't respond. Instead, several martial artists close to Zhou Yi exploded the pot. They were sure they heard correctly. Zhou Yi said he found 106 martial arts tokens. So their first reaction was that Zhou Yi bragged.

The old man with white beard did not have the reaction of the martial arts around him. He took a deep breath. Although he was shocked in his eyes, he had believed it for a few points.

"Can you take it out and let me count it?" the old man Bai Hu said seriously.

"OK." Zhou Yi nodded, then turned around and shouted, "Xiaoya, Tao Yu, take all the tokens."

Zheng Ya proudly glared at the two martial artists who just said she had a bad mind, and then ran and jumped towards Zhou Yi. A string of martial arts tokens in her hand jingled, which was very eye-catching.

Tao Yu also came to Zhou Yi with several strings of martial arts tokens.

A group of warriors looked at the seven or eight strings of tokens in their hands and swallowed their saliva. How many NIMA must there be!

Old man Bai Hu took all the tokens from Zhou Yi. After taking a deep look at Zhou Yi, he began to count them carefully.

1、 Two, three

30、 Thirty one, thirty-two

40、 Forty one, forty-two

When I counted here, several martial artists who were close together turned pale and were extremely shocked, because half of the old people were less than half. Doesn't that mean that the young man's martial arts token may exceed Jiang Han?

50、 Fifty one, fifty two

Sixty, sixty-one, sixty-two

Standing on the high platform, Jiang Han also changed slightly, and his eyes glanced here frequently.

Seventy, seventy-one, seventy-two

When I counted here, a cold sweat had burst out on the heads of all the martial artists, and the old man with white beard's hand also paused.

"Who the hell is this boy!"

"The number of his tokens seems to exceed that of young master Jiang Han."

Eighty.

When old man Bai Hu counted here, a group of martial artists did not know what their emotions were at the moment. They were shocked, confused and complex

One hundred, one hundred... One hundred six!

The old man Baihu put the last token into the box. He raised his head and input the number of martial arts token of the monastery in southern Jiangsu Province on the electronic display.

106.

After inputting the number, a row of words jumped up on the electronic display, directly pressing the original row of words of Longcheng monastery at the bottom.

"Monasteries in southern Jiangsu, 106 pieces, first place!"

"Longcheng monastery, 79 pieces, second."

"Southwest monastery, 57, third."

“……”

The big characters of the monasteries in southern Jiangsu Province seem to have supreme brilliance, and the Longcheng monastery, which ranks second, has no brilliance.

The martial artists at the bottom all sucked the air conditioner. Some couldn't accept the sudden change. A previously unknown monastery jumped up to become the first. This is simply the coldest black horse in the history of Wudao competition mountain.

And the losers are the leaders of the younger generation in the martial arts circle!

Jiang Han, standing on the high platform, looked a little ugly and lost his elegant appearance for the first time. His sharp eyes swept away at Zhou Yi. He wanted to see who took his first place.

In the face of the cold eyes, Zhou Yi just glanced at it and ignored it.

"Did the boy really abolish Qi Wei?"

At this time, someone remembered what Zheng Ya said just now, but it didn't taste funny. On the contrary, it was creepy!

If all this is true, then this boy

At this time, Qi Wei was carried down from the mountain. Although several martial artists of Beijiang monastery tried their best to detour carefully and didn't want to be found, there was only one way from the mountain to the hotel, that is, the small square.

The sharp eyed warrior is naturally the one who saw Qiwei and the monastery in Northern Xinjiang.

"Isn't that Qi Wei?" someone shouted, and the eyes of all the martial artists looked in the direction of the man.

When they saw Qi Wei's miserable appearance, their pupils suddenly retracted and were extremely shocked.

It's a martial artist who needs to be carried down the mountain!

What happened to him!