Chapter 36: The First Test of the Martial Arts Temple

The sophomores of the inn are cleaning up the mess, sweeping away the broken dishes and wine glasses, and picking up the broken tables and chairs. The shopkeeper looked at this scene with heartache, his eyes were lax, and he didn't even dare to fight the abacus on the table. The loss of this night was immeasurable. No wonder that these Jianghu figures could be blamed for provoking the villains from nowhere.

The shopkeeper looked at Chen Rufeng's group of people with a little resentment, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

Jiang chivalrous men came over one by one and hugged Chen Rufeng and said, "Master Chen will help us, otherwise we will be hurt by these people in black."

"You're welcome." Chen Rufeng replied faintly and thought to himself, "These people are not against you, but against me. They want to hurt you and prevent you from participating in tomorrow's preliminary examination, so as to disturb the Qingshi Martial Arts Hall.

"I don't know what the motive of this man in black is to attack us!" A chivalrous man said, which immediately aroused a series of surprises, and Chen Rufeng frowned deeper.

"Damn it, Master Chen just said that they are from the Dou Ri faction, the remnant shadow pavilion, Bi Xuexuan and Kunpengmen. Is it true?"

"Yes..." Others echoed in unison.

Pei Xinqing looked at Chen Rufeng and was a little nervous for him.

Chen Rufeng raised his hands calmly to signal them to calm down.

"Yes, but this is purely my personal guess, because the four gangs had a slight discord with us before, so I doubt it. However, without real evidence, you can't judge rashly. Tonight's incident is also the fault of my Tianfeng Gang, and I apologize to you first. Chen Rufeng said modestly and bent down to the crowd.

A chivalrous man hugged his fist and said, "Mr. Chen's words are serious. If Mr. Chen hadn't arrived in time tonight, I'm afraid someone would have been injured here." Others also said in unison that no one blamed Chen Rufeng.

"Gentlemen, tomorrow is the day of the first test. Let's rest early and refresh yourself!" Pei Xinqing stood up and said, and everyone gradually returned to their rooms and returned to silence at night.

The two people came to Chen Rufeng. Pei Shouyang looked at Chen Rufeng for a moment and said with deep meaning, "Master Chen, you must have known that these people would come to attack us for a long time, right?"

Chen Rufeng did not intend to hide it from them, so he said, "I heard the news before that Bi Xuexuan, the remnant shadow pavilion, the Dou Ri faction and Kunpengmen had already been ambushed under Luoyang, and they would never let this Qingshi Martial Arts Hall develop smoothly, in order to suppress our Tianfeng Gang. Then I thought about their possible actions and thought that they would launch an attack on Yueyang Inn to disrupt the first trial tomorrow.

"Oh, will they still have any movement to destroy the Qingshi Martial Arts Hall?" Percy said worriedly.

"It's hard to say, but I saw through their actions tonight, and probably they didn't dare to do too much. I believe that tomorrow's preliminary test will be held smoothly. Chen Rufeng's eyebrows were squeezed together, and he couldn't raise his confidence.

pi xin qing said with a smile, "That's right! What are you afraid of when you are here! Will you really come tomorrow?"

Chen Rufeng picked up her eyes, and her face was like melting snow and water. His originally tense face suddenly became warm and smiled: "Really!"

The lord of a palace is now being coaxed like a little doll, and Perak Shouyang and Perixianlong have no choice but to shrug their shoulders.

The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, Chen Rufeng was already waiting at the gate of Luoyang City in the morning light and cold wind.

Chen Rufeng narrowed his eyes and looked straight ahead and stood still. With his hands behind his back, several Tianfeng gangs wrapped in cotton-padded clothes politely half bent beside him, as if to welcome the distinguished guests.

Soon, a hazy figure appeared in front of the convenience, as if immersed in the smoke and dust, faintly distinguishing its outline.

Chen Rufeng's eyes were shining, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He looked at the person who was gradually approaching with an enthusiastic smile on his face. He stepped forward to greet him, hugged his fist and said, "You are polite!"

There are as many as ten people, many of whom are familiar faces, all of whom are elites of the gangs belonging to the World League to participate in the Qingshi Martial Arts Hall. They are directly qualified to advance to the final match, so they can only come today. Looking at the faces of these people, they are all calm and generous.

"Master Chen, I didn't expect to meet again in many days after parting on that day. This is the fate of you and me." Jun Mo, who was sent to the examination at the Red Devil Altar, stood up and said with a smile. This seemed to have another hidden meaning, but Chen Rufeng just pretended not to hear and bowed his hand to him politely.

Chen Rufeng's eyes swept again and fell on Zeyu's face, and Ze Yu would also smile faintly. Thinking that Chen Rufeng was almost defeated in the battle that day, although it was caused by Chen Rufeng's momentary loss, there is no denying that Ze Yu's strength has jumped a lot. Seeing each other again today, the two were not too narrow and looked at each other frankly.

"Today is the day of the first test. You can choose to watch the test, or go to the inn to rest, or even visit Luoyang. If you want to go to the inn to play some knights first, you can come with me." Chen Rufeng raised his hand and did his best to the demeanor of the organizer. He looked at the elites of the world's gangs again. Some of them were hostile to him, but Chen Rufeng ignored him and did not look at those people for a long time.

At this time, Zeyu stepped forward and said to Chen Rufeng, "Master Chen, I was asked by the owner of the ice tomb to bring a message, saying that now all the members of the ice tomb are closed, and I can't send anyone to participate in this Qingshi Martial Arts Hall. I hope Master Chen can make proper arrangements."

Chen Rufeng was surprised that the absence of the ice tomb meant that there would be a vacancy in the Qingshi Martial Arts Hall this time, which would cause unfairness to others.

This matter needs to be thought about. Chen Rufeng thanked Ze Yu's notice and led a group of people to settle down, and some people left by themselves.

After arranging the accommodation, the sky is already bright, the ground is still cold, and pedestrians are sparse. Except for those travelers from other places, not many Luoyang residents are willing to walk out of the house.

Chen Rufeng looked at the clear sky and hurried to the ring of the first test.

I hope there will be no accidents today. Chen Rufeng said in his heart, patted the angry sword at his waist, and walked on the street.

Soon, the sound of shouting was faintly heard, and a lively atmosphere came out, adding some vitality to Luoyang City this winter.

Heads are surging ahead, and there have been two figures fighting on the ten-foot ring.

Based on his figure, it is not the person Chen Rufeng knows on the stage.

Everyone bet enthusiastically on the ring, and no one noticed Chen Rufeng's arrival. Chen Rufeng simply jumped up and jumped on a roof to avoid being covered by surging heads.

Unexpectedly, a few foresight people had already sat on the roof and saw Chen Rufeng suddenly coming. They just smiled at him and quickly returned to the ring for fear of missing a wonderful moment.

Chen Rufeng also sat helplessly next to those people, and even the Hugen man next to him pulled up a pot of wine and drank it loudly. Then he waved his fist and shouted in the direction of the ring with a voice that could break Chen Rufeng's eardrums: "Bat him!"

In the ring, the fierce man cut a big knife and suppressed it with a thousand pounds of power. His opponent, a seemingly thin young man, picked it with a long stick, and the shadow of the stick spread like a fan, and he picked up the big knife with great strength. The fierce man was originally split in the air, and now he fell down. Although his strong body had the upper hand in strength, it was weak in sensitivity and could not stand up at once.

The thin young man shouted fiercely (but there was a scream in everyone's ears), rushed straight with the stick, and the stick was white, as if he had picked the starlight in the sky, and fell on the fierce man.

"I'm a bachelor!"

As soon as the stick fell, the energy was cut out of the stick and pressed away with extremely turbulent strength.

The fierce man quickly protected his chest with a knife, and his eyes threw panic. He could only stare at the bachelor rushing at him.

"Ouch!" With a scream, the stick hit the back of the knife, and the real strength made the fierce man's back almost embedded in the ring. Suddenly, he sweated coldly, as if he had just passed death and saved his life.

Looking at the strong man who has no strength to stand, he will make a decision.

Under the stage, cheers and sighs go hand in hand, but those sighs are much lower than those cheers, probably by the relatives and friends of the fierce man who came to cheer.

"Wonderful!" The drunken man next to Chen Rufeng shouted, and Chen Rufeng felt a pain in his ears again, and his heart had the intention to leave.

The thin young man screamed, played a few sticks, looked down the stage majestically, and laughed.

The first game was over, and the people in the second game came to the stage.

Chen Rufeng narrowed his eyes and looked at the two people on the stage carefully. A man's face is as white as snow, his hair is long vertical, his eyes are slightly sick, and he is dressed in plain white clothes. If it weren't for a man's face, he must have mistakenly thought he was a weak and slender woman.

As for his opponent, he is a mysterious man wearing a golden mask. There seems to be infinite mystery in the black robe, which is fascinating. Two wide sleeves hang on both sides of his thighs, and the mouth on the mask always keeps a smile, but he doesn't know how much the real face is from this mask.

The cold is thicker, which makes most people under the stage unconsciously shiver.

The sound of gongs and drums changed from big to small. The white-faced man in the ring had pulled up the golden snake whip wrapped around his waist and whipped down to his opponent.

The whip shadow is ever-changing, like weaving a net, blocking every step of the retreat of the golden masked man.

As if trapped in a cage, it can only be trampled by the golden snake whip and has no power to fight back.

However, the mask is still smiling and grinly.

Chen Rufeng suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

The sleeves suddenly shook up, and the shadow of the whip suddenly stopped.

The golden snake whip fell to the ground dejectedly, and even the white-faced man's hand began to tremble, as if it had been bitten by some poison.

Soon, the white face turned pale, and his lips trembled up and down, and his whole body became weak.

Seeing this, the golden masked man did not immediately attack. His eyes under the mask were cold and straight, looking at his trembling opponent without any pity.

The white-faced man knelt down, his lips turned purple, and finally he didn't even have the ability to kneel on the ground. He lay on the ground, twitched crazily, and the golden snake whip rolled aside.

Soon, disgusting foam came out of his mouth, and his pupils widened.

"Stop!" Hu Jiuwei, who was in charge of supervision, quickly jumped on the ring and helped the man up, but the cold feeling came from the palm of his hand.

This is a weightless body. Hu Jiu looked at his eyes without panic, stretched out his trembling hands in front of his nose, and then withdrew. Finally, he slowly put him down and looked at him heavily.

"He is out of breath." Hu Jiu did not announce to the field in a low voice.