Mu Nanjin looked up at the person who bumped into her. He was wearing a black veiled hat with a piece of black cloth hanging from the brim that dragged on the ground, hiding the person inside completely so that no one could see his appearance.

She asked calmly, "Are you okay?"

The other party coughed lightly and replied in a hoarse male voice: "Sorry, I bumped into you."

Mu Nanjin walked into the Duwei Mansion only after seeing that the other party was fine.

Shu Xiyao, who was following behind him, said, "The person who bumped into you is really strange."

Not only did he cover himself with black cloth, but when he bumped into Mu Nanjin, his body swayed like a standing water snake.

Mu Nanjin had been talking all day and didn't want to speak anymore, so he didn't answer Shu Xiyao.

Shu Xiyao tactfully did not continue speaking.

The man wearing a veil outside the door heaved a sigh of relief when he could no longer see Mu Nanjin. Then he lowered his head and said, "What happened to you? You saw your mother coming back, but you still bumped into her. Fortunately, she didn't notice us, otherwise we would have no fun."

Then, a child's tender voice came from under his feet: "I wanted to hide, but a stone on the ground dug my foot and I bumped into her. Come to think of it, don't you have the ability to predict the future? How come you didn't know when mother would come back?"

Bai Ze said: "The ability to predict is equivalent to revealing the secrets of heaven. I can't just use my ability to predict for such a small matter. Let's go sign up now."

"good."

Hun Dun, who was at the bottom of the group, brought the three people with him to the registration office to queue up.

The team registration is quick. All they have to do is write down their name, age, gender, gang and strength. It only takes a moment for Bai Ze and his friends to get their turn.

Seeing their strange attire, the Royal Guards looked at them curiously and asked, "May I ask your martial arts level?"

"Warrior level?" Bai Ze hesitated. "Which level is better?"

Jinyiwei was speechless: "Of course you should fill in the grade according to your own strength. If you say your strength is lower, you will only be arranged to compete in a lower grade arena. It is meaningless for you to compete with people with lower cultivation than you. Moreover, if Jinyiwei finds out that you lied about your grade, you will be disqualified from the competition."

The chaos beneath his feet said, "Just speak higher."

The Jinyiwei looked around blankly: "Who is talking?"

Chaos quickly shut his mouth.

"Will lying about your rank disqualify you from the competition?" Bai Ze frowned: "Then I choose the God of War."

Martial Gods are the highest level, and they are stronger than warriors, so it is not considered that they lie about their rank.

Jinyiwei said unhappily, "Are you here to cause trouble? There is not a single Martial God in the entire Daqian Kingdom. You are not ashamed to call yourself a Martial God, and you are not afraid of being laughed at by others. And you are still talking about choosing a Martial God? Humph, can you choose one? Tell us about your strength quickly, or please leave and don't block the people behind you."

"We have the ability... um..."

Before the voice finished speaking, Bai Ze slapped it down.

The white tiger under him shut his mouth obediently.

Bai Ze said to the Jinyiwei: "I am Wu Zun."

"Martial Master?" The Royal Guards still had a skeptical attitude: "Are you sure it's Martial Master? Let me make it clear first, if you choose Martial Master, you have to go to the Martial Master's ring. If you don't have the strength, you will be beaten badly by the real Martial Master."

Bai Ze affirmed: "It is Wu Zun."

Jinyiwei took out the list of martial masters: "Write your name, gender, age, gang, and strength on it."

There are not many people on the Martial Honor list, only more than ten at the moment.

Bai Ze didn't want to expose his childish hands, so he said, "I can't read, please help me write, thank you."

Jinyiwei raised his eyebrows and said, "With so many warriors signing up, I have never seen any warrior who can't read."

Bai Ze lied, "I usually practice cultivation and have no time to practice calligraphy, otherwise I wouldn't have the strength of a martial arts master."

The Jinyiwei's mouth twitched: "What's your name?"

Bai Ze said: "Wu Hun Ze Hu."

"Your name is really unique. Which Wu? Which Hu? Which Ze? Which Hu?"

“Wu for martial arts, Hun for chaos, Ze for grace, Hu for tiger.”

"Someone else taught me to say that."

Jinyiwei asked again: "Which gang?"

"Red Blood Palace."

Jinyiwei couldn't help but look at Bai Ze: "The Red Blood Palace is full of assassins, no wonder you have to cover it up so tightly."

The biggest taboo for a killer is to reveal his identity.

Bai Ze: “…”

It is not for this reason that they wrap themselves up so tightly.

The Royal Guard said, "It's no use wrapping yourself up so tightly. When you go on stage to compete, you will have to take off your veil and show your true face."

Bai Ze said, "We'll talk about it then."

"Registration is complete. Go back and wait for notification of the competition."

Hun Dun listened carefully, and turned around and left with the people on his back. They waited until they reached an empty alley before putting away their veils.

Baihu waved his fist excitedly: "With our strength, we can definitely get first place."

Bai Ze said calmly: "Then what? Become the leader of the martial arts world?"

If Baihu and Hun Dun hadn't clamored to participate in the competition, he would not have signed up.

Baihu snorted: "I don't want to be the leader of the martial arts world, let Chaos be the leader."

Chaos said: "I don't want to be the leader of the martial arts world either."

"You want to be the leader, but others won't let you. No one wants to listen to a child."

Bai Ze didn't say much and took them back to the Red Blood Palace branch.

Lord Wei, who was anxious to find them, saw them coming back and asked angrily, "Where have you been?"

Unable to keep his words to himself, Bai Hu said, "Let's go sign up for the martial arts competition."

"You guys are going to sign up for the martial arts competition?" Wei Ye was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "Can you little rascals sign up for the martial arts competition? Will the Jinyiwei want you to participate?"

Baihu raised his little head proudly: "We have already signed up."

Master Wei was stunned again: "You guys signed up? You really signed up? How did you sign up?"

Before Baihu could answer, the master in the room asked in a deep voice, "Are they back?"

Wei Ye quickly replied: "Yes, they are all back."

The master gave a stern order: "First, let them go to the torture hall to receive ten lashes, and then let them go for training, and see if they dare to sneak out again in the future."

Bai Hu and Bai Ze looked at each other.

Master Wei looked at the four beautiful children and felt sorry for them. Moreover, after spending these days with them, he already regarded them as his own children. "Master, they are still young. If you whip them ten times, they won't be able to bear it."

"Are you speaking for them to be punished for them?"

Master Wei gritted his teeth and said, "I am willing to be punished for them."

master:"……"

Bai Ze said to the master in the room: "Master, we want to see you."

The person in the room hesitated for a moment before saying, "Come in."

Bai Ze and the others walked in.

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