When Xiaoxiangzi heard that his side had martial arts skills that were similar to those of Baletu had sneaked into the Central Plains martial arts world, he was secretly surprised and had a deeper understanding of Kublai Khan's methods. He calmed down and Xiaoxiangzi said: "I have heard of some famous masters in the Central Plains martial arts world. Fang Zhixing's invitation has already captured them all this time. Even if there are any remaining ones, there will definitely not be too many. Experts like the Baletu brothers may still get one of them."

When Monk Zicong heard this, he had already understood the situation of the martial arts meeting in Junshan, and secretly calculated: "According to what Xiaoxiangzi said, none of the martial arts people we have gathered over the years will be qualified. Instead, the hidden secret son may obtain it, and through him, he can get detailed information about the Huashan sword competition. But in this way, this person is very likely to be exposed. Is it worth it?" Thinking that Kublai Khan told me before leaving, Monk Zicong was unable to make up his mind. If Fang Zhixing held the Junshan martial arts meeting and the Huashan sword competition held by the martial arts meeting this time were purely in the martial arts world, there would be no need to spend such a big price.

Thinking of another master who had sneaked in on his side, Monk Zicong shook his head secretly: "It's a pity that Prince Huo Du has just sneaked into the Beggars' Sect for a few years, and now he has only three bags of disciples. Otherwise, he would be qualified to compete for the Huashan sword competition. No matter how bad he is, he can show his face and get the attention of the Beggars' Sect. Now that he has such a small position, it is rare to be able to join the Beggars' Sect to participate in the Junshan Martial Arts Meeting with the Beggars' Sect, and he cannot play a big role." Thinking of the seven bags and eight bags of disciples he had bought in the Beggars' Sect, Monk Zicong felt extremely regretful. If Huo could sit at such a high position, the role he could play this time would be great. Now, he still needs to continue to lurk.

When he turned around, he saw Xiaoxiangzi sitting there. Monk Zicong was moved again and thought about it. He said, "Mr. Xiaoxiang, if you were to participate in this martial arts competition, I wonder if you could be qualified for the Huashan sword competition?" Thinking of Xiaoxiangzi saying that martial arts is the most respected in the martial arts world, he had this idea again. There are not many people from the evil sect who came to participate in the Junshan Martial Arts meeting. If Xiaoxiangzi came to the stage, there was also a possibility of participating.

Xiao Xiangzi was stunned when she heard this and said in surprise: "Don't mention this again. If only Fang Zhixing presided over me, I might still be on the stage, but now Hong Qigong is here, it is absolutely impossible. Hong Qigong is the most stubborn. When he saw Qiu Qianren during the second Huashan sword contest, he would take action to eliminate traitors. If we show up, we will be afraid of the Song realm." He was really afraid of a master like Hong Qigong who was as jealous as a master. On the contrary, Fang Zhixing took few actions and killed him, and Xiao Xiangzi was not too afraid.

When Monk Zicong heard this, he felt unhappy. In his opinion, he was the leader of this mission, and these warriors should obey their orders. Xiaoxiangzi has always been lukewarm and disobeyed his orders many times. He was truly unruly. Thinking of this, he felt even more secretly hated, thinking of giving Xiaoxiangzi a good look after he went back. With those few words just now, he could be given the crime of "greed for life and fear of death".

Xiao Xiangzi also felt that the intention of escaping was too obvious, so he wanted to make up for it. Seeing Baletu standing beside him, he changed his mind and said to Monk Zicong: "Baltu's martial arts skills are no less than mine. He has the opportunity to compete for the qualification for the Huashan sword contest. He rarely appears in the martial arts world, and the heroes of the Central Plains must not know him. You can go on stage to try it!" After a few words, he pushed this matter to Baletu.

When Monk Zicong heard this, he was immediately moved and thought: "If Baletu can win the qualification of Huashan sword competition, our lurking secret ball will not need to be exposed. This method is feasible!" Thinking of this, he immediately ordered Baletu, "What do you think?" He thought in his heart, and had already regarded Baletu as a chess piece and sent it out to complete this major event. As for whether the chess piece will become a discarded piece, it depends on Baletu's luck. As he said that, he also looked at Xiaoxiangzi and asked him to put pressure when Baletu disagreed. Xiaoxiangzi saw it and nodded slightly, as long as he did not let himself go on the stage,

After Baletuxin's martial arts was perfect, he could be said to be a rare enemy in the Mongolian grassland, and he had always wanted to meet the Central Plains masters. Hearing the words of Monk Zicong, he said happily: "I'm just about to see the martial arts of the Central Plains masters and see if they are as powerful as Brother Xiaoxiang said. Mr. Liu's proposal is just right!" As he said that, he looked at Xiaoxiangzi provocatively, without expecting that he might become an abandoned son.

Seeing his expression, Xiao Xiangzi cursed a few "imaginary" in his heart, but he didn't care about this person. Some people were competing to fight, so why should he stand out? Thinking that this person might be exposed, he secretly thought about how to get out.

When Monk Zicong heard Baletu agreeing to go to war, he was overjoyed and encouraged the man to prepare well and win glory for the Great Mongolian Kingdom. As for other methods, he mostly gave up, so as not to take action from many parties and attract the attention of Fang Zhixing and others.

The next day, Junshan continued to hold. Although many people were eliminated yesterday, leaving only more than a thousand people to be qualified for the next round, the number of people present did not decrease at all. Some local people even came to join in the fun after hearing yesterday's grand occasion, and the venue was quite crowded.

Monk Zicong and the other two arrived in Junshan in this way. Seeing the crowded crowd in the venue and the evil aura emitted from the people in the martial arts world, Monk Zicong couldn't help but frown secretly, and his heart was quite unswerving. If it weren't for Kublai Khan's dispatch, he wouldn't want to join these warriors, let alone be very dangerous!

"Brother Ba did not participate in the selection yesterday, and I have to find a way to get him into this round of competition later." Xiao Xiangzi stood aside and whispered. When he arrived at the venue, he also pretended to be noticed by people he knew. And because Baletu was going to participate in this competition, he also gave the name of the Central Plains, called Ba Zhongyong.

Monk Zicong nodded and whispered: "Don't be anxious, you'll have a chance later!" He asked several people to observe the stage.

At this time, Fang Zhixing, Hong Qigong and others had already stood on the Xuanyuan Platform. Zhu Zi Liu saw that the time had arrived, so he took a few steps forward and was about to read out the rankings of the second round of martial arts competition. After yesterday's day, he also got to know the conference and was even more comfortable.

"Slowly, Mr. Zhu. I heard that yesterday and the people who participated in the next round were selected. We have not arrived today. I wonder what I have to say?" A tall and thin man with hair came out and said loudly. He was very loud, and his golden crown was shining, which was quite intimidating. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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