The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

Liang Yan really didn't expect that he would backfire. He glanced at Lan Chanxi and saw that she was determined and his eyes were cold. I couldn't help but secretly said: "It seems that Fellow Lan Daoist's obsession with this level of dreams is deeply ingrained, and it is not me who can awaken it with a word. If I force her to entangle him, I am afraid it will make her sink deeper. "

After figuring out this section, Liang Yan didn't say anything more, but instead gave Lan Chanxi a fist and found out Lan Xin Xiaozhu.

He repeated the old tricks, and then used the "wall penetration technique", but instead of going to his own room, he followed the high wall and checked all the guests who came here to participate in the martial arts contest.

What surprised him was that these three hundred participants, from all kinds of yellow-mouthed children who had never reached the age of ten, to the elders who were over half a hundred years old, actually had everything they needed. There was also an old white-haired old man with few teeth left, who was also among the beggars, which made Liang Yan a little dumbfounded.

Although these three hundred people have their own weirdness, Liang Yan finally focused his attention on four of them.

One of the four people was a fat monk with big ears and a ruddy face. This person always smiled and seemed to have a kind attitude, but Liang Yan saw his seven orifices, but faintly saw a trace of blood.

There was another person wearing a battle armor and sitting in the room. He never took a step from the beginning to the end. It seemed that he was dismissive of those who came to ask for relatives outside, and he didn't want to be with them at all.

As for the remaining two people, they were a Confucianist boy and a black-faced man.

The two of them have very different personalities. The black-faced man flaunted his might and quarreled with others several times in the other courtyard, and even fought, severely wounding the other side.

On the other hand, the young man in Ruyi seemed to be gentle and gentle, and he did not quarrel with others at all. Even if there was some small friction, he mostly retreated, but he gained a good reputation among these family seekers.

These four people are far apart in the other courtyard where the beggars live, and there is no intersection on weekdays. However, Liang Yan has the realm of the middle stage of foundation construction. Naturally, it can be seen that the martial arts of these four people are extraordinary, and they have far exceeded the other three hundred.

He thought for a while, raised his hand to play four magic tactics, which were submerged into the four people. In the next moment, Liang Yan knew everything that happened around these four people.

Planting his own mana brand on them, Liang Yan didn't wander too much, turned around, and walked through the wall back to his room.

"Since Fellow Lan Daoist said that he would not see me until the end of the martial arts contest, he had to suppress the matter first." Liang Yan muttered to himself in his room, "Well, I will participate in this first. Let’s see if we can find a way..."

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Liang Yan meditated in the room all night, and when he was three poles the next day, someone knocked on the door.

The visitor was yesterday's maid Jing'er. She waited at the door for a while, and was about to remind her, but saw the wooden door creak and was pushed open from the inside out.

Liang Yan wears gold and silver, and his jewels are just what Wang Xin's dress was used yesterday.

When he saw Jing'er, he just smiled and said: "Please also Jing'er girl to lead the way, Wang will go to join in the excitement of this arena competition."

Jinger didn't dare to say much, lowered her head and responded softly, then turned to lead the way.

Liang Yan followed this maid and came to the martial arts stage in the Blue Mansion not long after. There was a bustling crowd. There were already more than 300 people gathered, and many of them were still whispering to each other, which seemed very lively.

Sweeping his eyes, he saw that the competition stage was transformed into five areas, as Jing'er said. It seemed that five competitions were going on at the same time, thus shortening the competition time for more than 300 people.

At this moment, there are already people competing on the stage. In the five arenas, there are two people fighting each other, and they are doing their best to learn from each other. They are all third-rate kungfu in the martial arts.

Although the audience applauded again and again, the fists and feet on the stage were also very exciting, but Liang Yan only took a few glances and found it extremely boring.

He waited for a while, and finally waited until he came on the court. The opponent was a strong man in black, who was able to use two long sticks and danced like a tiger.

It's just that this level doesn't fall into Liang Yan's eyes at all. Taking into account not to be too special, Liang Yan also patiently fought against this person for 20 or 30 strokes, and then launched it with a light palm, pushing this person off the ring, and at the same time clasped his fist and said:

"Accepted!"

Although Liang Yan's realm is much higher than this group of martial arts people, but he is very good at covering up, and there are no cultivators around him, and naturally he can't see his clues. He is just a rich man with good martial arts. Many people also pointed to it, as if they felt that this kind of rich man should not be able to survive the next round.

But beyond everyone's expectations, Liang Yan not only stayed on the ring, but also stood to the end.

Those who are against him, whether they are some famous martial arts hawks, or rookies who have gained fame recently, there is no exception in the end~www.ltnovel.com~ hate is in the hands of this person.

The only difference is how many moves he can make in his hands.

Liang Yan was not too arrogant either. Facing some people with profound skills, he deliberately fought fifty or sixty strokes before defeating them. When he met some people with shallow skills, he only passed two or two strokes.

In the end, everyone only thought that this rich young man had been soaking his body with medicinal liquid since he was a child, tempering his bones, and returning to the steadfast heart of martial arts. Although they were all a little surprised, they didn't feel too shocking.

In this way, the ring battle continued until dusk, and Liang Yan also stood out from more than 300 competitors and became one of the five who participated in the final ring battle.

At this time, the number of people around the ring has been reduced by more than half. Even though some people lost the game and wanted to stay and watch the excitement, most of them were downcast and left the place early.

A servant looking like a steward hurriedly walked out of the inner courtyard. He first saluted Liang Yan, and then respectfully said: "Congratulations, Prince Wang, who has successfully promoted. You have obtained the qualification to participate in the final battle tomorrow. Please move to the inner courtyard. , Let the young lady meet up."

Liang Yan thought in his heart: "Miss your family, I have actually seen it a long time ago. It's just that I walked in through the wall, so it's hard to tell you..."

He sighed slightly, nodded and said, "Excuse me, this steward to lead the way."

The steward responded and led Liang Yan to the inner courtyard, and led him through several verandas, and finally came to a very rich and magnificent hall.

Liang Yan walked into the hall, his eyes were only swept away, and he saw that there were already four people sitting here.

He is no stranger to the four people in front of him, and he is not surprised, because these people were imprinted with mana early on.

"Sure enough, it's you......" Liang Yan thought to himself.