Chapter 981 The Lord is Not Skilled at Sedating People's Hearts 45
A grand martial arts competition is held at the top of Luoshu Mountain every four years in mid-April.
Everyone can participate.
The one who successfully defends their title becomes the leader of the martial arts world.
Unlike the previous year, the title of Martial Arts Alliance Leader was purely a fluke.
Four of the six major sects were absent, and those who were once prominent figures in the martial arts world also did not participate.
Therefore, the previous leader could not win the support of the people.
But this time was different; almost everyone with a certain reputation in the martial arts world was present.
Two years ago, the people of the border suddenly entered the world of martial arts and then suddenly disappeared, but the psychological shadow they left on everyone was not small.
"Rumor has it that the Emei Sect Leader's martial arts have stagnated, and he's been frantically collecting anything that can enhance his internal energy, but it seems that this is probably not going to work."
"Doesn't the Emei Sect Leader have a disciple he cherishes dearly? I've heard that person is exceptionally intelligent and a martial arts prodigy."
"You only know one side of the story. That person is Ren Chengyun's daughter, but unfortunately, she has a strange temperament and is unpredictable. How can she shoulder the heavy responsibility of being the head of a sect?"
"The Kunlun Sect has no outstanding disciples."
"Neither the Huashan School nor the Diancang School seem to have it either."
"There are a few good lay disciples of Shaolin."
...
The inns at the foot of Luoshu Mountain were fully booked, and the trees in the surrounding area were also full of people sleeping.
Song Jinhuan and Yu Sheng's rooms were booked six months ago; they were two superior rooms.
As evening fell, Song Jinhuan sat cross-legged on the bed, breathing deeply, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"who?"
"I."
Yu Sheng's voice.
Song Jinhuan didn't rush to get up, but instead asked the door, "What is it?"
"The sweet potatoes are ready."
"Coming!" The girl's eyes lit up as she excitedly opened the door.
Yu Sheng stepped inside and placed the sweet potato on the table.
Song Jinhuan followed closely behind, and before long, she had a peeled sweet potato in her hand.
After taking two bites, she saw Yu Sheng pull out a piece of dark green cloth from his pocket and push it in front of her.
With his throat slurred from the sweet potato, Song Jinhuan mumbled, "What is this?"
"veil."
"This place is a mixed bag; being too beautiful can easily attract trouble." He said, taking out another piece from his pocket and putting it on in front of Song Jinhuan.
Those almond-shaped eyes with upturned corners and prominent brow bones stood out even more after the lower half of their face was covered.
It makes people even more eager to find out more.
Aside from sparking the imagination, it completely fails to achieve the effect of being low-key.
Song Jinhuan: "Don't wear it."
Yu Sheng asked, puzzled, "Why?"
Song Jinhuan stared straight at him. "It looks even better on."
In an instant, Yu Sheng's cheeks flushed red.
The corners of her lips rose and fell repeatedly, a complete failure in managing her facial expressions.
Emotional progress: 79.
After finishing two sweet potatoes, Song Jinhuan felt a little sleepy and stretched lazily. "What are your plans for tomorrow?"
Yu Sheng: "There will be a gathering tomorrow, where itinerant people will set up stalls to sell some strange and unusual trinkets."
Song Jinhuan was filled with anticipation. "Let's go to Taobao!"
Yu Sheng tidied up the mess on the table and replied, "Okay."
The next morning, Song Jinhuan and Yu Sheng had a quick breakfast in the hall before setting off for Yunji.
Yunji is not far from the inn; just cross a street and turn a corner.
It is spontaneous.
Therefore, the street was lined with stalls of all sizes, and everywhere you looked there were strange and unusual things.
"Young lady, young master, are you here to participate in the martial arts competition?" A raggedly dressed young man blocked their way and asked enthusiastically.
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