As his strength gradually improves, Dong Heng can now rely on the Nine Tripods to feel more distant and more clearly where the remaining seven people are.

In the northwest direction, one of them was constantly approaching him. It was the past two days that he had been determined as the other party kept approaching.

Although he was leaving and stopping, he was indeed approaching himself.

Looking northwest, a trace of expectation that had not appeared for a long time rose from the bottom of my heart. Who would it be?

Inside the Bishui Sect.

As Lie Qingsong spoke, the millions of disciples in the entire Bishui Sect's mountain gate became more and more excited. The competition began, which aroused a trembling cheer.

A total of 70 disciples who were going to participate in the competition were even more excited. After all, they had never experienced such a glorious and huge benefits.

Even when my disciples compete, they are far less excited than they are now.

The people led by the six major forces were on the high platform, led by Lie Qingsong, and co-chaired the competition.

"The first game, the feathered Zong Cheng Hao, against Song Jian, the Great Lu Dynasty."

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The competition gradually began amidst the cheers.

Far away from more than twenty cities in the northwest, on the straight road with few people, dozens of horse-riding teams walked along the road.

I saw dozens of people dressed in gorgeous clothes, each with a strong aura, and in the middle was a gorgeous carriage.

"Stop!" Suddenly, the person at the front of the team pulled the reins in his hand and raised his right hand and shouted.

The entire team stopped immediately.

"What's wrong? Team King!"

Some people behind him asked quickly, and at the same time they were on guard. There were many dangers outside this city.

"Look." The King's eyes were solemn, and he pointed forward.

Everyone looked forward and saw a figure lying in the middle of the road not far away, and the figure was holding two black hammers that were half bigger than the figure.

The sledgehammer seemed to be wrapped in iron chains, spreading all the way to the figure's body.

Everyone's eyes became serious, and people of unknown origin were mostly dangerous.

"You two, go and have a look." Wang pointed at the two behind him and said in a voice.

"Yes." The two of them immediately rushed forward and went forward to check.

"What's wrong?"

Suddenly, a somewhat unhappy voice sounded from the carriage in the middle.

"Report to the young master, there is a person with unknown origin lying in the middle of the road ahead, blocking the way." The King immediately said respectfully.

"Find out the origin and act randomly." After a pause, the somewhat cold man's voice reappeared.

"Yes." The King responded respectfully again, knowing the meaning of this sentence in his heart.

If you understand the opponent's strength and origin, it's fine if it's not easy to mess with. If it's easy to mess with, just kill it.

At this time, a hundred feet ahead, the two of them had already arrived next to the figure, and they saw the figure looking like a boy who was only sixteen or seventeen years old.

And he had a sharp mouth and a cheek squinted, a yellow hair tied in the middle, his face was like a diseased ghost, and his bones were as thin as a hair.

The whole body was still dirty, only two buckets the size of a sledgehammer wrapped in iron chains was quite eye-catching.

The two looked at each other, a little disgusted, and at the same time they understood that this person must not be a master, otherwise no master would look like this and be dirty all over.

When I looked at the other person's breathing evenly, it was obvious that the other person was asleep here.

At that moment, the two of them immediately started to scream impatiently.

"Get up quickly, boy, get up."

"Hey, boy, get up quickly."

Amid the noise, the man who looked like a boy slowly opened his eyes, slapped his mouth a few times, and looked at the two of them. His eyes were covered in turbidity, as if he had not yet woken up.

"Boy, you're blocking us, get out of the way." One of them shouted again.

"Block the way?" The young man said lightly, turned his head and looked at the endless earth, with a little confusion and a little innocent in his tone, and he stared at the two of them blankly, "I'm blocking your way? How could I block your way in such a wide place?

Also, I slept well, why did you wake me up? I haven’t been asleep for several days.”

As he said that, he showed an unhappy expression. Looking at the boy's silly look, the two of them were happy, looked at each other, and at the same time understood what each other meant.

This is not a fool!

Suddenly, the two of them were not interested in saying anything, and waved their hands. One of them said impatiently: "Okay, OK, boy, get out of here quickly."

The young man curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "Master said that when you go out, you must not cause trouble, and you must not kill people at will. If you have nothing to do, you can make three points. This way you can appear generous. I will let you, I am a generous person."

As he said that, the boy got up, holding two hammers larger than his upper body as if he was playing, and was about to walk aside.

The two of them also heard these words and laughed at each other a few times. They were indeed fools!

“What the hell is going on?”

At this time, the King asked loudly.

The two turned their heads and shook their heads. One of them shouted loudly: "It's okay, it's just a fool."

"Fool!" The King Team muttered, then shouted loudly: "Since you are a fool, then kill me and hurry up."

Then, everyone in the convoy couldn't help but relax. They were just a fool, and at the same time they were a little curious. Why was a fool here? They couldn't help but talk about it as a joke.

"Yes." On this side, the two responded together, pulled out their weapons and turned around. One of them sneered: "Silly boy, don't blame us, it's your own life-"

Before they finished speaking, the two of them suddenly became stiff and looked at the boy below with no movement.

I saw that the boy's originally turbid eyes had become fierce, like the most fierce, cruel, terrifying and tyrannical monster.

A fierce aura enveloped them, making them unable to move at all, and there was endless fear in every corner of their body.

"You, and they also said I was a fool?" The boy looked at the two of them, raised his hand and pointed at the convoy with a sledgehammer, with a serious expression. He did not care about others trying to kill him, but rather cared about the word "fool".

The two of them couldn't speak at all at once, and the two horses were not much better, and they couldn't even do their legs.

The boy didn't seem to care about the two of them answering him, and muttered alone: ​​"The master said that those who call me fools are not good people. They can be beaten to death, and they are not considered trouble."

After saying that, he raised his left sledgehammer and hammered it at the two of them. A black energy sledgehammer formed. With a bang, a big hole appeared on the ground, with a pool of blood mud.

The boy didn't care. He raised his right sledgehammer and hit the convoy a hundred feet away. A larger black energy sledgehammer appeared from the air. Under the dozens of terrified eyes, he was hammered hard like a fly.

"Bang!!!"

With a loud bang, there was a circular deep pit with a diameter of more than twenty meters on the ground.

The boy didn't even look at the two deep pits, his fierce eyes became turbid again, and he carried the huge hammer on his shoulders with both hands, looked southeast, and began to mutter again: "Master said, after I go down the mountain, just do what I feel, but why is the place I want to go so far!

Humph, I have been flying for more than ten days and haven’t even had a good sleep. If I fly for a few more days, I still can’t get there, so I won’t go.”

As he said that, he stepped on his feet and flew towards the southeast.

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In the Bishui Sect, battles continued one after another, becoming more and more intense. Among them, some of the best in the Bishui Sect's inner sect elders were ashamed of themselves.

Lie Qingsong also frowned in his heart because he found that among the disciples of the seven major forces in this martial arts competition, his disciples of Bishui Sect were actually at the bottom of the list!

How could he not frown?

Maybe I should have taken out some resources for other disciples to use!

Lie Qingsong looked at his son Lie Ruhai not far away and sighed in his heart.

Two days passed quickly, and the seven major forces united their disciples to compete in martial arts, and it also came to the last moment.

In the end, the battle between the third prince of the Blackwater Dynasty and Tianxiu of Qingshan Sect ended.

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Chapter completed!