Mountains and rivers are waiting for you to return

Chapter 27 Provocation
Pei Nai said "Huh", a little puzzled, "Zhou Yuliang, the descendant of Tao Jiang Tianfu, you don't think he is good?"

Ju Liancheng shook his head. "This is his third time participating in the competition. He is a little behind his father because of his talent. However."

Ju Liancheng paused for a moment and continued, "I think as long as you use your martial arts, these people will not be your match."

Pei Nai was a little surprised. She was suddenly praised by Ju Liancheng and felt a little embarrassed.

"There are too many people here, I can't touch the spear."

When she said this, Ju Liancheng immediately understood and said no more.

The Dengyun Heroes Conference will be suspended at noon.

Yixi felt that the food provided in the fighting arena was rather rough and difficult to swallow, and claimed that Pei Nai needed to eat something delicate and nutritious to replenish his energy, so he took them out early before the second round of the competition was over.

After they had lunch at Zhu Meizhai on the next street, they happened to meet Xing Xiaoren, Zhang Sheng and their group who were also there for lunch when they went downstairs.

The two groups of people, one going up and one going down, happened to be blocked on the stairs, creating a very awkward situation.

Pei Nai walked in front, because the stairs were narrow and could only accommodate one person at most. There were some burly men below, and if he moved sideways to let them go up, unnecessary physical contact would inevitably occur.

Behind her were Yixi, Beiju and Qingzhu, all girls from decent families. If they got too close to her, she might be taken advantage of by these burly outsiders.

Pei Nai knew that he couldn't give way to them.

She spoke first, and her words were quite polite. "I'm sorry, everyone. The stairs are a bit narrow, and there's limited space on the second floor. I'd like to trouble you to make way for me. It will be a convenience for both of us."

"Why don't you just move aside and let us pass first?" One of them raised his eyebrows and said jokingly, making his men laugh.

Xing Xiaoren didn't say anything, but there was a hint of teasing in his eyes.

Zhang Sheng grabbed his clothes, frowned and advised: "Xiao Ren, there are a few girls over there, let's go down first and don't cause trouble on Tianyao's territory!"

"Of course there is no problem for us to give way, but I want to make a bet with Miss Tang." Xing Xiaoren had a sinister smile on his face.

This sneer was somewhat familiar; it had also appeared when he maliciously slandered Xu Fengming.

Pei Nai did not retreat either.

She raised the corners of her lips and said, "It's quite interesting. You might as well tell me about it."

"Xiao Ren!" Zhang Sheng pulled him again.

Xing Xiaoren shook off Zhang Sheng's hand, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, "Everyone is here for Hun Xibian. I want to make a bet with Miss Tang on who can stand on the fighting stage longer at the Dengyun Heroes Conference."

"What are you betting on?" Pei Nai asked.

Xing Xiaoren showed his edge, "If Miss Tang loses, why not kneel on the ground and call me grandpa, and kowtow to me, and we will be even."

Pei Nai recalled the candied haws that offended him, and suddenly smiled, "Your Excellency is so broad-minded, Mingzhi really admires you. But what if you lose?"

The sarcasm that flashed in Xing Xiaoren's eyes seemed to remind her that such a result would hardly happen.

"If I lose, I will stand on the stage and personally apologize to all the Tianyao people for all the remarks I made today about the Wanyue Blood Whip Han family. What do you think, Miss Tang, do you dare to bet? If not, please let Miss Tang and the others make way for me."

"There's nothing to be afraid of. Please make way." Pei Nai stretched out his hand to the side.

Xing Xiaoren laughed up to the sky, "Miss Tang is quite straightforward."

He turned his head and spoke a few words to the men at the end of the team in a foreign language. They all turned around and retreated, leaving a way for Pei Nai and others to go downstairs. When Pei Nai walked down the stairs, Xing Xiaoren beside her reminded her again.

"Miss Tang, please don't forget this bet. Xing will always keep an eye on you. I wish you good luck."

Pei Nai didn't say another word to him, didn't even look at him, and walked straight to the door.

Ju Liancheng, who came downstairs last, didn't react at all, probably not taking it seriously.

However, Yixi, who was sandwiched between them, glared at Xing Xiaoren as she passed by. Beiju and Qingzhu followed suit and rolled their eyes at Xing Xiaoren.

It's still early at noon.

They had also come out earlier in order to avoid the peak time when the audience was having dinner, and also to allow Pei Nai to arrive at the fighting arena earlier to prepare.

When he returned to the fighting arena, Pei Nai saw a group of people gathered below the stage.

As soon as she appeared, the disciples of Changxing Gang called her over enthusiastically. Pei Nai did not go upstairs with Yixi and others. Instead, she wanted to see what the contestants of Tianyao were discussing.

"Miss Tang, there are still 22 people left in the competition, and the results of the third round of grouping have also come out. Miss Tang is quite lucky to be in the same group with Brother Zhao." A disciple of the Changxing Gang said.

"Brother Zhao?" Pei Nai asked curiously.

Someone happened to greet her, and Pei Nai looked up and saw that it was the kind-hearted knight who reminded her to "do what she can" before the long list of the first round of group rosters came out.

The kind-hearted knight came over with a gentle smile on his face, "Miss Tang said before that she hoped to have the chance to meet Zhao in the draw later. It seems that Zhao and Miss Tang have some fate. I would like to ask Miss Tang for advice later."

Pei Nai also thought it was a coincidence.

Before she could say anything, the Changxing Clan disciple showed a look of delight and said, "There is another good news to tell Miss Tang. The next opponent of Xing Xiaoren will be our master."

"Master Qianxuan?" Pei Nai asked.

The Changxing Gang disciple nodded and turned to look at the other side. "The heads and chiefs of other sects are talking to the master. This time, all the sects have put in their best efforts and offered advice."

Pei Nai followed his gaze.

All the influential masters from various factions in the martial arts world gathered here, rigorously analyzing the techniques and moves of the Wind and Thunder Eight Shuttle Hammers, and many of them were demonstrating the moves with their hands.

The vast majority of the masters among them were not the contestants of this conference. At the beginning, not everyone was like Master Qianxuan, who was willing to humble himself and come to participate in the competition for the dignity of Wanyue Blood Whip.

"It's really God's will. This time the people of Tianyao can finally vent their anger!" someone said indignantly.

The kind-hearted Zhao Xiashi also echoed, "It has been decades since we have seen such a scene. The people of Jianghu are working together to achieve the same goal. It is true that since ancient times, brothers fight within the walls and defend against external insults!"

Pei Nai nodded.

She had long heard of the reputation of the Changxing Gang's leader, Master Qianxuan. This man was chivalrous and righteous, helping the poor and the needy, and he had a very high prestige in the martial arts world.

If the Hunxi Whip could really be handed over to him, Pei Nai would have given some explanation to Han Ruize and would be able to completely put his mind at ease.

She chatted with the people around her for a while.

Audience members from all around came in early after lunch.

As time went by, when I looked up again, the viewing platform was already packed with people.

(End of this chapter)