Devil Seeds

  Chapter 184 The No. 1 Beauty in Martial Arts

   "Okay!" The master, who didn't care about the pain in his face, stood on the roof of the hut and applauded wildly.

  The apprentice pulled the master's trouser leg and whispered: "Master! You can't even see such an obvious release of water to crack down on match-fixing? Your presbyopia is serious again?"

While the master applauded, he lowered his head and said to his disciples in a low voice: "In two hours, we will have lunch. The Diancang Pai family has a big business, and there will be more than a dozen tables of running water tables later. Anyway, applauding is free. Now I Give him face, and later I will have a feast without paying the gift money, and he will also give me face not to expose me. This is not old-fashioned, this is called sophistication."

   "Teacher! The rivers and lakes are dangerous, and you still have a lot to learn."

  While speaking, the master applauded more intensely, and even waved at Liu Gaoren on the ring, with enthusiasm and madness like a ten-year die-hard fan.

   Around the arena, there were scattered people from Jianghu who took money, five coins and one head, cheering and applauding enthusiastically, constantly pushing up the overall atmosphere, while most of the real masters watched with cold eyes.

  Today is the first day of the competition.

  The master who inspired everyone to come here has not shown up. Where can there be any real masters to compete on stage?

   Simply let those who seek fame and fame play in the arena, which can be regarded as a performance for everyone and enliven the atmosphere.

  As long as Bai Xiaosheng is not stupid, he will never include Liu Gaoren in the list.

  Of course, besides the Tianbang, it is hard to talk about the Jianghu Gaoren list, the strange person list, the celebrity list, etc. that lack credibility.

  After all... Bai Xiaosheng also needs a meal!

  In addition to selling information.

   Another important business of Bai Xiaosheng is to make famous for fellow martial artists in the world.

  How to become famous? It's nothing more than making a list, and then get one or two real masters to support the scene in the list, and then rank them according to 'contribution', and carry out different degrees of promotion.

  Whoever gives more money will be ranked higher, and the more boasted.

  Liu Gao got off the ring contentedly, and a new Jianghu 'hero' was called up, and then another routine that he had made up earlier.

  A few scholars kneeling by the side of the arena were writing furiously.

  While drawing the fighting scene, by the way subjectively adding some of my own imaginations to make the picture more intense and exciting, someone used outstanding writing to describe the fighting scene in great detail.

  After the martial arts competition is over, the protagonists of the picture scrolls and manuscripts will take the initiative to send money to the door, and then take the drafts and print them wantonly.

   In the name of Bai Xiaosheng transcribing it on the spot, it was distributed everywhere.

  The so-called rivers and lakes, ancient roads, westerly winds and thin horses, sunsets, single-handed swords, swords proudly soaring to the sky, life-and-death battles in the maple leaf forest, long streets and ancient alleys.

  But for ordinary people, it is actually just money coming and going, and interests entangled.

   "What kind of **** martial arts competition, I'm so angry."

"Such **** are a waste of Sajia's time. If you have the guts, let the Sajia go on stage. The Sajia will pick them all up." Among the crowded crowd, a black-clothed monk with a bushy beard did not hesitate. Without hesitation, he spoke his truth.

   Unceremoniously tore off the mask of the hypocritical martial arts, and stomped hard under his feet.

  The lively mountain top, quiet down.

   Then more attacks rushed towards the monk in black.

   They all take money to do things.

  Obviously, professional cheerleaders and professional trolls are the same group of people.

  They are as good at tearing things down as they are good at supporting.

  From simply being shameless and not knowing what is good or bad, to being a monk who does not practice morality, breaking the precept of anger, and then to being ashamed of the Buddha and remaining shameless in the world.

  Progress step by step, press step by step, every sentence seems to have some truth, but in fact it is teasing and mocking, forcing people to die.

  If you are weak-hearted, just hearing these words, you will be so angry that you will go crazy.

  Among the people criticizing the black-clothed monk, there were those martial arts 'heroes' who were fighting fake matches for help, and there were also professionals who Bai Xiaosheng arranged to mix in the crowd to 'maintain order'.

  After all... it is also Bai Xiaosheng's business to arrange martial arts competitions, and then play fake matches to help "partners" become famous.

  The black-clothed monk's outspoken words are destroying Bai Xiaosheng's job.

   How can you bear it?

  Bai Xiaosheng is not a truly fair and impartial official organization. When doing something, there is always a purpose.

The black-clothed monk didn't bother to talk about it, so he jumped more than ten feet high and landed on the competition platform like a **** bird, then he clasped his fists and said to Si Fang: "Although this competition is a platform set up by Bai Xiaosheng, the pride is Our own, and our dignity is also our own. Sajia didn’t read many books, and used to chant scriptures with the old monk in the temple, and would doze off every time he chanted. The old monk said that Sajia had no roots of wisdom, but Sajia also knew that before the Buddha Can't tell lies."

   "Today, the Sa family broke the three precepts, so they just speak out here. If anyone refuses to accept it, they can come to the stage to argue."

   "A martial arts contest is just a matter of horizontal and vertical. The winner stands, and the loser lies down. The winner is justified, and the loser is not."

   "Simple and clear, wouldn't it be fun?"

  The words of the monk in black did not cause a shocking response in the noisy crowd.

  When a person is not famous, no matter how reasonable the words are, they will not be powerful.

"That's right! The thing about the martial arts competition is nothing more than standing and lying down. It's so fancy... It's not a good thing. When did this martial arts talk about money? It's not about their own abilities. ?” The voice of the speaker was not loud, but it suppressed the audience, making the entire Jiupan Mountain Peak instantly silent.

  The speaker is from Abandoned Sword Villa.

  It is the young sword **** who has gained fame in recent days.

   To people in this world, he is called Ying Siming.

  For the group of monks, he is Dugu Ming.

  People love money, but are more afraid of death.

  The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

  The name of the young sword **** is enough to suppress the audience and silence those Xiao Xiaoyu in the face.

   "Shaoxia Ying is right. Fighting in the arena is not a theater performance."

   "People in the rivers and lakes should be judged by martial arts!" The soft but cold voice, like a handful of melted ice water in spring, penetrated into the heart of a person.

  It is cold, but refreshing, and dissolves the boredom and depression in people's hearts.

  Among the flying white ribbons, a woman dressed in white and holding an ice-colored sword descended from the sky stepping on the white ribbons.

  She fell on a corner of the ring like a falling leaf.

  Runan white gauze, the whitest in the world, was worn on her body, and it was actually a shade darker than her skin.

  It is not only white like snow, but also radiates light, soft and jade-like.

  She has a slender figure, but she doesn't look thin, and she doesn't show any bones.

  Those eyes, those red lips...all seem to stir the fire in people's hearts.

  She is a woman as snowy as jade.

  But in a man's heart, what is ignited is fire and thunder.

  The monk in black stared blankly at the woman.

Then suddenly he laughed loudly: "Okay! Good! Good! That's what it looks like, this is the number one beauty in the Jianghu. It's not a loss for the Sajia to come, this is the number one in the world, and the Sajia will be determined. Wait for the Sajia to win." First, the name of the Dharma will have to be changed in the future, and it will be called 'Breaking the Four Precepts'!"

   The second update today!

   Excited to write, almost confiscated, and went to talk about the principles of life... This problem.

   Fortunately, the car stopped, and the topic always revolved around the story!

   Always remember! Always remember!

   Everything serves the story!

Hahaha!

   There is another update in the morning, take a breath... Wait a minute, everyone!

  (end of this chapter)