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Chapter 58 Pang Dong came to sign up, Song Yi waited for Tang Siyao

Chapter 58 Pang Dong came to sign up, Song Yi waited for Tang Siyao
"What? Ten taels of silver? This imperial court is fucking crazy, right? The registration fee is ten taels of silver? From ancient times to the present, no one in the country has ever heard of paying money to participate in a martial arts conference, and ten taels of silver?"

"This is obviously a case of a lion asking for too much and bullying an honest person. This is too much."

"Yes, your Daqian court is simply crazy because of poverty. I thought my Tubo court was already stupid, but I didn't expect your Daqian court to be even more stupid. It's simply obsessed with money."

"Shh, stop cursing. The eunuchs from the East Factory are still here."

"They are here, right here. Am I afraid of them? My master is the Great Zen Master Huanxi. If they touch me, I will kill them."

The rough men from Tubo are not afraid of the East Factory or the West Factory at all.

What's more, he came from Tubo, and his master was a well-known figure in Tubo. Even the Zamp of Tubo had to treat his master with courtesy when he met him. How dare the East Factory of Daqian arrest him?
You don't want to die, right?

Do you really think I'm a small character with no identity or background?
"Oh, you're quite famous, brother. Master Huanxi is indeed a big shot, a top Tibetan master. But why aren't you bald? Aren't you going to be ordained?"

The knight from Daqian Kingdom said curiously.

The Tubo Kingdom and the Daqian Kingdom were enemies on the surface, fighting each other to the death. They also had major political disputes, and wars often broke out, expanding in scale from time to time.

The fight was very intense.

In contrast, the martial arts world is peaceful and there is not much friction between the two sides.

The martial arts circles of Tubo Kingdom and Daqian Kingdom are quite harmonious.

Except for Shaolin and other Buddhist sects.

Their friction was quite serious.

After all, heretics are more hateful than pagans.

Whether it is Tibetan Buddhism or Central Plains Buddhism, both want to kill the other side, or be killed by the other side.

In addition, there is Northern Mang Buddhism, which is the most heretical of heresies.

……

"Little brother, you are so ignorant. You don't know much about my Huanxi Sect. My sect does not force people to become ordained, and we encourage marriage."

"I see that you are an extraordinary man. Why don't you join my Joy Sect and share the Joy Dharma and the beauty of the world together?"

"Friendly reminder, disciples who join my Joy Sect can be assigned a wife."

"really?"

“More real than teeth.”

"I've met senior brother."

"Brother? Okay, very good, both of you don't even think about leaving today."

"You are happy with the Dharma, right? Let's talk about it after you can get out of my East Factory Prison."

"Cut off the roots of your troubles, and then I'll see how you can enjoy Dafa."

"Brothers, go ahead and capture them and castrate them."

When the two were discussing how to join the Huanxi Sect, several tall men wearing the official uniforms of the East Factory suddenly jumped out.

They had no beards and their bodies were filled with a strong smell of rouge.

Obviously, they came from the East Factory.

"What do you damn eunuchs want to do?"

"My master is happy, great Zen master."

"You guys stand down."

The Tibetan man shouted loudly.

He tried to drive away the group of eunuchs from the Eastern Depot who were surrounding him.

"Master Joy? Hahahaha."

"This is Daqian. Even if you are the son of the Tibetan king, you will have to stay in my Dongchang prison for a few days."

"Go together."

"superior."

"Damn it, you're looking for death."

"Rejoice in Dafa, rejoice in great freedom, and die."

"Bang bang bang..."

With their internal energy released, the two groups of people started fighting without restraint on the street.

Since the East Factory had more people and more power, soon the disciples of the Huanxi Sect and the Daqian knight who had just joined the Huanxi Sect had their hands and feet broken by the eunuchs of the East Factory and were put into the Sky Prison.

Judging from the recent practices of the East Factory, if these two people want to get out, they will probably lose something precious.

……

Registration point.

A short man, dressed in black and wearing a mask, hid himself tightly, as if afraid of being recognized by others.

"This martial arts conference is divided into three groups, namely the youth group, the middle-aged group, and the world's best group. Which group do you want to sign up for?"

The eunuch at the registration point saw someone coming and without even looking at who it was, he directly announced the registration and asked which group the person wanted to sign up for.

“Is there any difference between the three groups?”

The man in black lowered his voice and spoke in a deep voice.

"Of course there is a difference."

"Youth group, the requirements are the same as the top list, under 30 years old, the registration fee is 10 taels of silver." "Mature group, no age limit, the registration fee is 100 taels of silver."

"The best group in the world, the martial arts level must reach Xiantian, no registration fee is required."

"The champions of the Youth and Senior groups will automatically advance to the World's No. 1 group and have the chance to compete for the No. 1 spot in the world."

The eunuch said calmly.

He has said this line of argument no less than a hundred times, and can even recite it backwards.

"Why doesn't the world's best group need a registration fee?"

"You also know that it is the best group in the world."

"What realm is that? Xiantian, the top masters in the martial arts world, the most spectator-worthy competition in this martial arts conference, can you charge them money?"

"Hey, hey, hey, are you going to sign up or not? If not, get out of the way and don't disturb us while we're working."

"Before I sign up, I want to ask a question."

"explain."

"The top of the list, which group did he sign up for?"

"Oh, you want to challenge the top one on the list, wait a minute."

The eunuch in charge of registration raised his head, looked at the man strangely, and then flipped through the records.

After a while.

"He's at the top of the list, and he's in the youth category."

"Do you want to sign up?"

"Name, power, and money."

"Pang Donglai, Jiaolong Gang, Youth Group."

The man in black took out ten taels of silver and put them on the table. He then gave his name and took a sign from the eunuch.

"Please sign the death warrant."

"On the stage, life or death doesn't matter."

The eunuch said coldly.

"Ah."

Pang Donglai signed his name and then turned around and left in a cool manner.

The moment he turned around, Pang Donglai's eyes were full of coldness.

"Xiaoyi, I'm sorry, I broke my promise."

"But, I will prove to you that I am stronger than him."

"Innate realm? Haha, strength is not determined simply by realm."

……

"Next person."

"Zhao Dachun, Wudang Sect."

"..."

……

An inn in the capital.

Song Yi looked at the city gate, feeling anxious, her eyes constantly wandering on the faces of people entering the city, as if she was looking for someone.

"No, there's no reason."

"Why hasn't she arrived yet?"

"That's impossible. If we were riding a horse, we should have arrived in Fuzhou half a month ago. Why hasn't he appeared yet?"

"Could it be that the plot has changed?"

"impossible."

"It's not that easy to change the plot."

Song Yi looked at the city gate with a cold gaze, and no one knew what was going on in his mind.

Another few days passed.

Suddenly, a very luxurious convoy appeared at the city gate.

"Fuck, the Zhao family's convoy."

"It really is the God of Wealth. This sedan chair is said to be made of pure gold and inlaid with precious stones and jade. It is so rich."

"That's fine. Only in this way can I highlight my status as the God of Wealth."