Blood Blade in Dark Night/C223 The Martial Arts Competition Was Shocking
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C223 The Martial Arts Competition Was Shocking

Murong Cheng looked at Murong Ke and couldn't say a word for a long time. His heart was bleeding. The Murong family had dominated the Pugilistic World for hundreds of years. All along, they had always been righteous and dared to run amok in the world. There had never been a person who would wag his tail and beg for mercy.

However, the current Murong Ke was actually shaking his tail and begging for mercy from Young Master Wuyue. He was simply his dog. But of course, Murong Ke had his own excuses. If it wasn't for him mediating in front of Young Master Wuyue, Murong family would have been destroyed by now.

However, in Murong Cheng's opinion, this kind of humiliation was even more unacceptable than losing a family. He would rather die under Young Master Wuyue's blade than live like this.

He sighed and said lazily: "You can leave now. The Murong family is doing pretty well, and you are doing pretty well now. The position of the City Lord is incomparable to the Murong family. Now, you don't have to worry about the future of the Murong family. "

Murong Ke frowned and said, "It's for the sake of the Murong family's future that I came here to ask Second Uncle to join the written test. The Murong family needs these children, and they are the future of the Murong family. "

Murong Cheng shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "Do you think there is still a future for Murong family? From the moment you lowered your head in front of Young Master Wuyue, Murong family no longer had a future. Do you think Xiao Nanfeng's death is not worth it? I would rather be like him now! At least, this will not bring disgrace to the sect!"

Murong Ke's face darkened. In the end, he still couldn't convince this Great Desert King. After all, he had been a Great Desert King before, and his temper had always been overbearing.

However, this was the words of the elders in Murong family. The younger generation had no right to contradict him. Murong Ke had a good upbringing since he was a child. Now, he would definitely not openly fall out with Murong Cheng. He suppressed the anger in his heart and nodded with a smile. "Since Second Uncle does not want to be with me, he said. That was fine, but if Second Uncle changed his mind one day. . . I will always welcome Second Uncle here. "

On the surface, Murong Ke wanted to recruit Murong Cheng, but in fact, he wanted to rope him in. Once Murong Cheng agreed to send the disciples of Murong family to Murong Ke, it would be the same as admitting that he wanted to lower his head to Murong Ke.

Therefore, Murong Cheng would never agree to this matter. He would rather die than lower his head to Murong Ke or Young Master Wuyue. He was waiting. He had a feeling that Xiao Nanfeng wouldn't die just like that. As long as Xiao Nanfeng was still alive, there was still hope. Xiao Nanfeng had become everyone's hope.

Xiao Baobao's wish was to enter the Gusu City and learn from the most powerful people in the Gusu City, because only by learning knife skills could he protect himself. Xiao Nanfeng understood this idea. Only by learning to protect himself would one have the right to talk about ideals and pride.

Before that, there was no need to think about anything. Just like a beggar, you should never expect him to have any great dreams. His biggest dream was to fill his stomach first.

When a person's survival ability is still a problem, then this person must lower his attitude because any misfortune might take his life. What else can you hope for such a person to do?

Xiao Baobao was once such a person, but he was still the same person now. Although he met Xiao Nanfeng, he didn't change his life. His life was still the same, he still didn't have the ability to protect himself.

Xiao Nanfeng didn't want Xiao Baobao to walk his old path again, but it seemed like Xiao Baobao had no choice but to do so. He could only hope that Xiao Baobao wouldn't be like him in the past, making mistakes again and again.

The second day after they entered the Gusu, Xiao Baobao participated in the election. It was worthy of being the most exciting competition in the Gusu City. Xiao Baobao was so squeezed that he almost couldn't breathe.

In the entire Gusu City, some of the more famous families had sent their children over. It wasn't because of how glorious the reputation of the City Lord's disciples was, but because they were able to learn the first-class sword skills of the Murong family.

It was a once in a lifetime opportunity, and it was impossible for them to give it up. Across the entire Gusu, those who could fight Murong Ke were either dead or not born yet. Murong Ke was now the absolute authority of the Gusu City.

Therefore, they wanted their children to learn this kind of blade technique. Even if they could only learn some superficial knowledge, it would be enough for them to gain a foothold in the martial world in the future. Furthermore, Murong Ke had already formed an alliance with the incomparably powerful Wuyue Sect. In the future, Murong Ke's disciples would most likely enter the Wuyue Sect. If they could enter the Wuyue Sect, they would have a high chance of entering the Wuyue Sect. Their future would be limitless.

Murong Ke seemed to be in high spirits at this moment. This gave him the illusion that he had really become the master of the Gusu City, and that he could summon so many juniors to learn the saber technique.

Xiao Baobao finally squeezed through the crowd to the registration platform. However, he was knocked to the ground by a fat child. The chubby child laughed and said, "Little beggar, you have so little strength, and you think you can make a fool of yourself here? Let me tell you, if you meet me, you're dead for sure. I think you'd better go home and do your farm work properly! "

Xiao Baobao gritted his teeth. "I want to sign up!" The fat child kicked him, but Xiao Baobao held him in his arms. Xiao Baobao stood up randomly and raised one of the fat child's legs high.

The chubby child immediately lost his balance and fell down, raising a cloud of dust. Many children cheered for Xiao Baobao, but many people began to fear him.

Because this fat child wasn't someone else's child, but the young master of Nalan family, Nalan Gaang. Although Nalan Gaang wasn't Old Master Nalan's son, he was his nephew, and his status in the Nalan family was very high.

Now that Xiao Baobao had offended this master, everyone couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for him. Xiao Baobao knew that he had caused trouble and wanted to flee in all directions, but he was surrounded by Nalan Gaang's underlings.

Although they were only eleven or twelve years old, the idea of forming a gang was deeply buried in their hearts. This was the consequence of living in Gusu City.

Xiao Nanfeng originally didn't want Xiao Baobao to come here. However, Xiao Baobao was very stubborn. He believed that the only profession in this world that could change the fate of others was the assassin. Therefore, no matter how difficult it was, he had to come to Gusu City. He had to become a true saber user!

Xiao Baobao saw that there was nowhere to run. Nalan Gaang had already stood there and looked at him coldly. He knew that he would definitely be beaten up this time. However, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that many of the experts on the selection stage were also looking over. After all, the noise here was the loudest.

He suddenly thought that this might be a chance to show his face. Xiao Baobao already had the intention to become Murong Ke's disciple. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he decisively attacked. With the fastest speed, he rushed towards Nalan Gaang. Nalan Gaang was also startled. He unconsciously took three or four steps back. Xiao Baobao's hand had not reached Nalan Gaang yet. Nalan Gaang had already fallen to the ground because of his panic.

He muttered, "Kill him, kill him!" At this moment, he was stopped by a shout. "Stop!" The person who said this was Murong Ke. He had already looked over. He knew the behavior of every child here. However, this was the first time he had seen this new child.

Murong Ke smiled and said, "What technique did you use just now? You had a master before?" Xiao Baobao did not want to hide it. Before this, he had learned a few days of martial arts from Xiao Nanfeng. Although it was not outstanding, he could still protect himself.

Xiao Baobao nodded and said: "Yes, I have a master. " Murong Ke nodded. "That's right, very frank. Then why didn't you learn from your master? Why did you learn from me? "

Xiao Baobao wiped the mud off his face and said without blinking. "Because you are capable. I want to learn martial arts from capable people. Only in this way can I have the ability in the future. "

"Then your previous master is not capable?" Murong Ke asked. Xiao Baobao shook his head. "He is capable, but he said he was unwilling to accept disciples, so I came here. "

Murong Ke frowned slightly, but then he smiled and said, "It seems like your master is not a simple person. In fact, you should stay by his side and learn more. Perhaps you will have great prospects in the future. But since you have come to my place. . . Since you chose me, I will definitely not let you down. As long as you can pass my selection, you will naturally be my disciple. . . From now on, I will teach you everything I know. I will not hold anything back from you. "

Xiao Baobao nodded heavily. "Thank you, master. No, it should be City Lord now. " Murong Ke smiled. He felt Xiao Baobao was a promising talent from the bottom of his heart. "By the way, what's your name?"

Xiao Baobao hesitated for a moment and said, "Baby, my name is Baby. " "Then what's your surname?" Murong Ke asked. Xiao Baobao shook his head. "I don't know either. But my master said my surname is Xiao, so my name should be Xiao Baobao. "

When Murong Ke heard the surname Xiao, he couldn't help but feel a wave of shock in his heart. Elder Xiao and Xiao Nanfeng both had the surname Xiao. They were both his biggest enemies in his life. Now, this little baby also had the surname Xiao. Could this be fate?

If he had to deal with someone with the surname Xiao in his life, he would rather be this Xiao Baobao. At least, this child must be on the same side as him.

A child would never have right or wrong to speak of. As long as adults were good at guiding, That way, he would naturally be able to bring the child along on the path he wanted to walk. Therefore, under Murong Ke's guidance, Xiao Baobao would definitely be able to grow up according to Murong Ke's thoughts. He would definitely not be like the two people with the surname Xiao who would always go against him.

The first round of the competition was a one on one competition. With just a little bit of skill in his hand, Xiao Baobao easily defeated the little kid opposite him. Murong Ke was very happy to see this.

The second round of the competition was to draw lots to choose the opponent. Unfortunately, Xiao Baobao had drawn the insufferably arrogant Nalan Gaang. Nalan Gaang already had martial arts skills, and he was older than Xiao Baobao. He was also much taller than Xiao Baobao.

Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that Xiao Baobao was going to be in trouble this time. Xiao Baobao was shocked as well. It was obvious that someone was behind all of this, and had deliberately arranged for the two of them to be together. It was very likely that Nalan Gaang was behind all of this. He had just offended him, and now he was going to get beaten up. This was too much of a coincidence.

However, this was how the Jianghu was. Apart from the open spear being easy to dodge, the hidden arrow was really hard to defend against. Xiao Baobao swallowed his saliva and looked at the paper in his hand. He let out a long sigh, but he was not very angry. Instead, he looked very calm and composed.

This kind of expression could not be faked by a child. Obviously, Xiao Baobao did not put Nalan Gaang in his eyes. The more Nalan Gaang looked, the angrier he became. As soon as the whistle was blown, Nalan Gaang could not wait to rush over. He swore to get rid of his previous shame. He would beat Xiao Baobao until his father did not recognize him.

Nalan Gaang's means were very powerful, especially when it came to capturing people. Although his moves were immature, they were considered very outstanding among children of his age.

Xiao Baobao wasn't an idiot. He knew what the result would be if Nalan Gaang's grappling skill got him. He would definitely be held back by Nalan Gaang, and then he would be pressed down to the ground and beaten up. He did not want to be beaten up, but he did not have the ability to face Nalan Gaang head on.

He thought about it and remembered that there was no rule in the martial arts competition that forbade people from using tools. He looked around and before Nalan Gaang attacked, he suddenly turned around and ran towards the drum beat crazily.

Nalan Gaang only thought that Xiao Baobao was afraid. Xiao Baobao chased closely behind the drum. While Nalan Gaang was still under the drum, he suddenly pulled out the guard's knife and cut the drum stand.

The drum collapsed with a loud bang, and Nalan Gaang was pressed down hard. Everyone on the scene fell silent. No one had thought that such a scene would appear in the martial arts competition. It was not only them who were stunned. He had never thought that. . . * Hong Long. . . . . . * * Hong Long. . . . . . *

No one knew if Nalan Gaang was still alive or not. If he died, then the Nalan family and Xiao Baobao would become enemies. Not only that, Murong Ke would also lose face. The selection of disciples was a show of good intentions. Who would have thought that such a ridiculous scene would happen?

Xiao Baobao didn't know what to do. Murong Ke had already rushed forward and pushed the drum away. Nalan Gaang's mouth was bleeding, and his whole body was twitching. It seemed like the situation wasn't looking good.

Murong Ke quickly picked him up, and everyone surrounded him. He handed Nalan Gaang to one of his subordinates beside him, and then took Nalan Gaang's pulse.

After a long time, Murong Ke finally let out a long sigh. Nalan Gaang would never lose his life. However, he was afraid that he would not be able to recover from his injuries within a year and a half.

Murong Ke frowned and looked at Xiao Baobao. Xiao Baobao stood at the side, not knowing what to do. He wanted to defend himself, but when he saw Nalan Gaang's miserable condition, he couldn't say anything.

Murong Ke said faintly, "Who taught you to do this? Is there a martial arts competition like this?" Xiao Baobao scratched his finger and stammered. "Yes, I thought of it. In my opinion, the rules did not prohibit the use of external items. So. . . "

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