C210 contest

The sky was clear and light, the scorching hot summer had already passed, and it was the beginning of autumn.

The Wulin Congress had always been the most new and attractive thing in the martial arts world.

All sorts of martial artists from different sects would all come to the Wulin Congress to participate, some people wanted to use the Wulin Congress to make a name for themselves, some people wanted to use the Wulin Congress to recruit more people, and some people just wanted to watch the show to pass.

There were also some people who were ambitious.

The Martial Union had always been a gathering place for the Wulin Congress. Ten days ago, almost all of the inns in the Martial Union had been booked up by these martial artists and martial artists, as well as the various sects.

Xie Qingrong and the rest also spent a lot of effort to find the inn.

There was a square in the Martial Union, and on it was an empty space. Now, other than the stage in the middle of the open space, all other places were occupied by people from the martial arts world.

Some respected martial artists and living sects had their own grounds, and the Mu Estate had people specially cleaning up the area for them.

The various sects and sects' people entered their respective grounds one after another. They even had tea and snacks, as if they were not here to join the Wulin Congress but for an outing.

Xie Qingrong, Xuanyuan Chen and the others had spent a large sum of money to buy a seat for everyone to rest in. Tea and snacks were also arranged on the same seat.

The seven of them sat in their seats. The attendant beside them did not need their instructions as he automatically refilled their empty teacups with water. He was very sensible of the situation.

Xuanyuan Chen picked up the blue and white porcelain teacup beside him. The fragrance of the tea in the teacup was very faint, and when he gently lifted the teacup's lid, he could not smell the fragrant aroma of the tea.

He had always loved to drink tea. Having drank this kind of tea, he could not help but exclaim in admiration, "Good tea."

The attendant revealed an expression of joy, but he still stood far away, unmoving.

Xie Qingrong watched the servants' actions quietly and praised them in her heart. They were truly raised by the Alliance Head Palace, and were not one whit inferior to the maids and servants that were raised in his lifetime.

Just as Xie Qingrong was praising in her heart, someone shouted, "Master Wu Lin has arrived. City Lord Ouyang's daughter, Ouyang Qiuyue is here. "

Mu Duqiu slowly walked up from the side of the stage and sat in the position that belonged to him, while Ouyang Qiuyue gently stepped forward and followed behind Mu Duqiu. He did not sit at the seat beside Mu Duqiu, but stood at Mu Duqiu's left back.

This was an extremely ingenious position, showing Ouyang Qiuyue's status very clearly.

If she were to sit at a corner, she would probably be a person who didn't know etiquette. However, if she stood at the left rear, she would appear to be extremely well-mannered.

People of the martial arts world also had their own set of red tape.

It was just that he did not know who the seat beside Mu Duqiu was given to.

"Looks like that news is true?" Ji Rufeng held onto his teacup and suddenly said.

Xie Qingrong shot a glance at Ji Rufeng without batting an eyelid and asked: "What news?"

Ji Rufeng looked at Xie Qingrong with a smile that was not a smile, with an unfathomable look in her eyes: "I thought Miss Xie knew?"

"Oh?" Xuanyuan Chen asked in reply, "What does A Rong know?"

Xuanyuan Chen blocked all of Ji Rufeng's sarcastic remarks. After asking all of them, not only was he not in a hurry to know what Ji Rufeng's intentions were, he only lowered his eyes and gently blew the hot air out of the teacup.

The hot air rose and enveloped Xuanyuan Chen's beautiful face within the dense clouds, adding to the bewitching beauty of it.

"Of course it's about who Miss Ouyang will marry." It was said that the victor of this competition could marry the daughter of the City Lord Ouyang, Ouyang Qiuyue, which was why she appeared in the Wulin Congress today. And it appeared in such a capacity. "

Qi Yun accepted Xuanyuan Chen's question. However, Ji Rufeng didn't have the slightest embarrassment from having his beard cut, as if he was already accustomed to it, and only elegantly smiled.

However, when Shang Zhiqing saw the elegant smile on Ji Rufeng's lips, the corners of her eyes twitched uncontrollably, as she thought about how bad it was.

Every time Ji Rufeng revealed this smile, it meant that he was not in a good mood, nor was he in a bad mood. However, once his mood wasn't good, but also when it wasn't bad, he would especially like to dig holes, and especially like to act like a person.

Xie Qingrong seemed to be completely clueless about this undercurrent, as her gaze was completely focused on Mu Duqiu.

Mu Duqiu was dressed in a blue gown, her complexion was handsome, but her complexion was extremely pale, as though he had just recovered from a serious illness.

Although his face was pale, his steps were graceful and calm. He walked slowly up the stage and said loudly, "Today, this Mu has called upon the Wulin Congress, so everyone is participating. As far as possible, there should not be any casualties.

Now, I announce that the Wulin Congress has officially begun, and all heroes can begin to prepare. As for the few chivalrous warriors with red gold inscriptions, please wait at the side first. "

A vigorous and thick inner force spread out from the high platform. Everyone present could clearly hear what he said. It was very clear.

There were also four people holding red and gold invitation cards. They were already standing at the side of the waiting area.

Ouyang Qiuyue did not see Xie Rong and Che Yuan in the waiting area. She had some doubts in her heart as she asked Butler Mu quietly, "Butler Mu, why are there only four red invitation cards this year?"

She clearly remembered that she gave the last two red invitations to the two of them. Could it be that they knew of her plan?

No, that's impossible!

Butler Mu also quietly replied to Ouyang Qiuyue, "There were only four people that came with red invitations. As for the other two invitations, this old servant does not know either. "

Ouyang Qiuyue clenched her fists tightly, feeling extremely unreconciled. She had clearly planned everything, but did not expect Xie Rong and Che Yuan to not jump into her trap.

He frowned and suppressed the resentment in his heart. With a smile on his face, he watched everything happening on the martial stage with a gentle expression.

"Right now, the first disciple of the Sect Leader of the Dian Cang Sect is on the stage, and is also the Eldest Senior Brother Xiao Yun of the Dian Cang Sect. It is said that Xiao Yun is extremely strange, although he has a handsome face, he likes to put a grey cloth on his face. Xiao Yun is a strong martial artist, his sword arts are outstanding. "

As Shang Zhiqing drank the water, he introduced the place to Xie Qingrong.

Xie Qingrong supported her chin with both hands, listening to Shang Zhiqing's introduction with great interest.

She had never seen such a competition before.

Indeed, in the next moment, Xiao Yun was holding onto a long sword, the sword tip pointing towards the black clothed man that was knocked down by Xiao Yun.

The moment it was called, the black-clothed man left the stage.

Immediately another person flew up onto the stage to fight Xiao Yun.