Zongwu: Madam, please respect yourself

"Oh oh oh!"

The rooster crowed, and the loud sound was accompanied by the red sun shining on the roof tiles of Xiangyang City. People who had not slept all night came out of the houses one after another. Today was a big day.

Today is the opening ceremony of the world's best martial arts conference, and today will also be the day to determine the leader of the martial arts alliance.

Yes, the world's best martial arts tournament only lasts one day.

And the blood and cruelty in this world's best martial arts tournament can be expected before it even begins.

Because this time the world's best martial arts tournament has only one arena.

Anyone who is confident in their own abilities can step into the ring.

As long as you can successfully defeat all challengers, you can become number one in the world and become the leader of the martial arts alliance.

When Huang Rong set up this, she had actually already decided on the candidate, which was either herself or Guo Jing, or someone she supported.

Therefore, this extremely cruel and bloody fight was designed.

But at this moment, Guo Jing was missing, and Huang Rong had no way to get on stage, and the people below had nothing to offer.

If it weren't for the Mongols and King Ruyang was rumored to have been assassinated, Huang Rong would be worried now.

Fortunately, Wu Gong is here.

With him here, Huang Rong felt confident.

Although Wu Gong may not be able to convince the crowd, if it comes to a critical moment, once he goes up, the final victory will be certain.

"Godmother, I won't go up!" Wu Gong shook his head decisively: "If I go up, I will easily fall into the spotlight, and they will not recognize me. My identity is more complicated. However, Godmother Don't worry, I have thought of a perfect method.

You can let the person you choose, godmother, assume the position of leader of the martial arts alliance. "

"what way?"

"You'll know in a minute, godmother."

While talking, several people collectively set off towards the ring.

But he hasn’t gone out yet.

He was blocked again.

The person outside the door is no one else.

It is Shaolin, Wudang, Kunlun, the big sects in the world of martial arts.

Look around.

Without exception, these people are the leaders of the big sects.

For example, the old monk in Shaolin Temple looks kind-hearted, but he has an imposing aura. More importantly, the skin of his palms has turned golden yellow, and it feels like he has been smeared with something. Like a layer of gold paint, the treasure resembles the Buddha's face and looks very solemn.

It's like gods and Buddhas from heaven descending to earth.

And the aura of several other people is not weak either.

Everyone can be regarded as a first-class player in the world.

They looked like they had been standing at the door for a long time.

Huang Rong frowned slightly. Today, in order to cover up the signs of pregnancy, she put on golden armor, so she could not see any signs of pregnancy. Instead, she looked heroic and full of murderous aura.

"Everyone, what do you want to do when you are blocking the door of the Prefect's Mansion this early in the morning?"

"Gang Leader Huang, I am here because of course the World's First Martial Arts Conference is about to begin. Gang Leader Huang, I have discussed the relevant details of this World's First Martial Arts Conference. I think it still needs to be improved."

"Improve?"

"Yes!" The person from the Kunlun Sect is an old man dressed as a Taoist priest. This old man looks a bit older than the Poisonous Hand Medicine King, and he does not have any fairy spirit in his body, but is full of a market spirit.

It felt like facing a profiteer who had been in business for many years. A pair of small eyes the size of mung beans kept wandering back and forth, looking very vulgar and ugly.

"Is there anything to discuss? Haven't we discussed it before? Do you still have any questions about the previous discussion? If you have questions, why didn't you raise them at the time? What's the point of being a hindsight here now?" Huang Rong He had no intention of quarreling with these old guys here, so he immediately yelled loudly, not caring about the identity of these people at all.

"Gang Leader Huang, don't be angry. Amitabha," the old monk called the Buddha's name and said: "In the world's best martial arts conference, we should not just elect the leader of the martial arts alliance, but should elect the strongest sect in the world. Lao Na and others discussed for a long time. There are many sects in the Song Dynasty, so there will be all kinds of struggles, which will lead to supreme killings.

Only by selecting the strongest among them and formulating a new order and rules can the world be completely calmed down, and there will no longer be any bloodshed. We will not continue to fight. We want to change the events that will be tested in this martial arts competition. "

"It seems that you have already discussed it?" Huang Rong said again before he could finish.

"Yes, Gang Leader Huang, this time we are not planning to change the agenda we discussed with Gang Leader Huang before. It must also end today, but even if the Sanren in the world can win the championship, they cannot become the leader of the martial arts alliance.

Because all they wanted was the title of martial arts leader, but they did not make any contribution to the Jianghu and the Song Dynasty.

And several of our sects had fought fiercely with the Mongols before. Although we all give people away, this is what we should do, but those scattered people in the world want to gain fame and reputation without even killing a few Mongolians. How can there be such a good thing?

Therefore, this martial arts leader must also have meritorious deeds.

It is necessary to kill a sufficient number of Mongolians before."

I don’t know which sect this person belongs to. He looks like he is in his thirties or forties and has a beard.

He looked to be in his forties or fifties, with a simple knife hanging on his waist and a scar on his face. It looked like it had been slashed from left to right by something.

"In addition, the purpose of holding the world's best martial arts competition this time.

It was to fight the Mongols.

It is not to elect a domineering martial arts leader.

Nowadays, although it is said that King Ruyang is dead, the Mongols show no signs of withdrawing their troops.

Therefore, I think there will eventually be a battle between this and the Mongols.

Money is spent on war.

The leader of the martial arts alliance was running to fight against the Mongols, so naturally he couldn't be a pauper.

So we discussed that no matter who it was, as long as they entered the ring, they would have to spend a portion of military expenses for each game. Starting with five thousand taels of silver, each win would add up to ten thousand taels for the second game. Three games is fifteen thousand taels. As long as you can defend twenty games, you will become the leader of the martial arts alliance.

At the same time, he also used a large amount of money to finance the war against the Mongols. I believe that in this way, all the comrades in the martial arts world will no longer have any objections to this martial arts leader. ! "

Huang Rong was so smart. Her mind was spinning so fast that she could calculate the results in the blink of an eye. She suddenly said in a bad tone: "What do you mean by this? According to your method of competition, almost all the martial arts leaders will be defeated by various sects." "Some people are very powerful, but after spending their entire lives, how can they afford so much money?"

"Gang Leader Huang, we are also thinking about Xiangyang City.

During this period, you have been giving us silver rewards with Xiangyang City's military expenses. Although this money motivates our disciples, it makes us old guys feel very hot and loses face.

But this war is fought with money. Without money, the war cannot be fought for a day. The money you have on hand should be running low after spending this period of time. All the money gained this time will be allocated to you for future military expenses. This can be regarded as our return of face to you. "

Huang Rong laughed angrily at these old guys.

She didn't understand what these old guys meant.

The sects represented by these old guys are all major sects in the world. They have a good foundation. At the same time, they are not only rich in financial resources, but also very powerful.

And some of the casual people in the world are indeed masters.

They have even embarked on a path that is exclusive to them.

Therefore, the position of the martial arts leader may not necessarily fall into the hands of the sect represented by these old guys.

As for saying that the elected leader of the martial arts alliance will not obey the orders of the leader of the martial arts alliance - this is absolutely impossible. These old guys will not do such a shameful thing.

In order to obtain the position of leader of the martial arts alliance, they had made a lot of efforts before. Not only did they stuff all their disciples into the Song Dynasty army, but they also spent their own money to organize a campaign against the Mongols. Fight.

Now, faced with the possibility of losing his position as the leader of the martial arts alliance. This made them very anxious, so they came up with such a method.

Facts have proved that the method they thought of is really effective. Some people have money but not the strength, and they still have to finish the game in one day, which means they have to face a wheel battle.

And some people are strong enough, but they are not necessarily rich. What's more, to spend so much money, it is estimated that even ordinary wealthy families cannot do it at all.

These big sects want to use this method to completely block the possibility of those scattered people from the world to run for the position of leader of the martial arts alliance!

Wu Gong also frowned. He looked at the people in front of him and suddenly sneered and said: "I was not planning to participate in the election for the leader of the martial arts alliance this time, but if you are so aggressive, then I will go up and walk around. Yes, I don’t lack money, and I also have strength! You should also know who I am!”

"Donor Wu! I and others have naturally considered the benefactor. As long as the benefactor is willing to go to the ring, and the sect represented by Lao An and others is willing to surrender, and as long as the benefactor is willing to take the card, the Shaolin Temple will publicly express its support for the benefactor to become the leader of the martial arts alliance." The old monk completely played the role. What does it mean to reach out and not hit the smiling man?

An old face smiled like a chrysanthemum, which made Wu Gong frown.

When he was about to say something, Huang Rong stopped him and said to everyone: "Okay, I promise you. After all, the martial arts leader selected by the world's best martial arts conference this time is to fight the Mongols, not to choose a leader. Emperor of Wulin. But I have to make something clear. No matter who this leader is, he must take on the responsibility of fighting against the Mongols! I don’t want the money from Xiangyang City. You can use it for your own military expenses. From now on, the bounty on the Mongols’ heads will be halved. What do you think?”

Everyone looked at each other.

They all nodded in agreement.

As a result, the tense blockage in this scene was quietly resolved.

Although these sects compete with each other, they also complement each other to some extent. Many people have been friends for many years. Even though they are in different sects, their relationship is still very deep and sincere.

Therefore, these sects can be regarded as being in a circle.

For them, as long as someone in their circle becomes the leader of the martial arts league, it will be fine.

In this way, their sect will not be thrown into the battlefield like cannon fodder. What's more important is that they can also throw those unorganized sects and small sects in the arena into cannon fodder on the battlefield.

Once the Mongols were successfully repelled, most of the small forces and unstable factors within the Song Dynasty's internal court would also be cleared away.

That is an environment more suitable for them to survive.

Huang Rong naturally understood the twists and turns involved.

She originally wanted to support a martial artist to serve as the leader of this martial arts alliance.

Because Jianghu Sanren does not have any background, he is very easy to control and must obey him in everything.

It's a pity that this plan has just begun and is completely over.

This made Huang Rong feel a little discouraged.

But there is still a chance for everything.

Although Wu Gong can't get there, don't forget that Huang Rong is the leader of the Beggar Clan. The Beggar Clan is naturally a major sect in the martial arts world. Although there are disciples of various disciplines, their strength is average, so there are some masters. At the same time, there are countless crouching tigers, hidden dragons.

Since there is no way for a loose person to become the leader of the martial arts alliance, then one can choose a powerful disciple from the Beggar Clan. One face after another flashed through Huang Rong's mind.

It didn't take long for her to find the character she wanted to pick.

"Godmother, these guys are really boring. They have already reached this point, but they are still short-sighted. If they really rely on them to guard Xiangyang City, even if there is no such terrifying opponent as King Ruyang, they will definitely It will be broken sooner or later!"

"Everyone has their own concerns!" Huang Rong said nonchalantly: "This is very normal. Their sects also had great ambitions when they were first established. But as time goes by, their sects have gradually declined. It has become rotten and has no determination to make progress. Therefore, it is normal to become selfish and only think about the one-third of an acre." (End of Chapter)