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A smile is indeed the most contagious.

Seeing Zhang Ping like this, Si Zijin felt relieved a lot.

It was born from the heart, and Si Zijin's face also showed his mood.

This is an extremely rare thing for cold-faced embryo killers.

Patriarch Li, who had been paying attention to Si Zijin, suddenly felt a little bad.

What's going on with this Si Zijin? He was clearly disgusted by the rules just now. Why is the sun shining again all of a sudden?

This is the current mood of Patriarch Li.

He invited everyone through the birthday banquet today, just to use his conspiracy to disgust the Demon Slayer from the front.

The kind that the mayor nodded.

As a result, Si Zijin just took a look at his subordinates, and immediately looked relieved.

The owner of the Li family suddenly turned his head to look, only to see a dry rice king and a group of strong men toasting.

A group of reckless people didn't pay attention to their side at all.

Where is the problem?

It was destined that no one would answer him.

The lively banquet ended soon, and the major families and groups all went back to inform their own warriors of the new rules.

The team leaders of the Exorcism Department also congratulated the Li family leader very rarely, thanking him for giving the brothers a chance to get together.

Patriarch Li gritted his teeth secretly as he watched the arrogant backs of them leaving.

Strong Daosheng hasn't been so aggrieved for a long time.

………………

Two days later.

Competition area in the city.

As the largest competition area in Midtown, countless Tianjiao warriors have stood out here over the years and become heroes on the list.

Zhang Ping had seen the big scene, but he was still shocked by it.

A full 20 yuan martial arts platform, each piece is as big as a basketball court.

There is a large area around it as a viewing platform.

In Zhang Ping's view, it was simply a bird's nest magnified countless times.

"The level is still too low..." Zhang Ping couldn't help but feel ashamed.

He has been in the city for so long, and he doesn't even know that there is such a large area in the city.

There are thousands of warriors in the Tianjiao list and the Dragon and Phoenix list.

Because of the rules proposed by Patriarch Li this time, the battle line has been greatly stretched.

It is quite comfortable for the fighters at the top to wait for the fighters behind to finish their challenge before fighting.

However, for low-ranking warriors, this is a good opportunity to become famous.

After all, how different is the previous opponent from himself?

Everyone was gearing up, and the atmosphere at the scene was more enthusiastic than ever.

Under the deliberate arrangement of the Patriarchs, no one paid attention to Zhang Ping, who was in a state of hope.

Even if some warriors on the list knew about it, they would just smirk and be overwhelmed.

The last one on the Tianjiao list even thought about how to deal with him on the stage in a while so that he could appear to be unparalleled in force.

However, the warriors who ranked high thought that the young team leader of the Exorcist Department must have two brushes.

This courage alone is worthy of praise.

But that's nothing more than a condescending compliment, and it's more of a joke.

But Zhang Ping, who was treated as a joke at the moment, found Song Heng, and the two hooked up shoulder to shoulder in a small hidden corner, whispering.

"Brother Song, why didn't you participate last year?"

"It's too good, it's too good, there is no challenge at all." Song Heng shook his head, speaking the most arrogant words in the most simple and honest tone.

Zhang Ping draped Song Heng's shoulders and glanced out, looking like a thief.

"The last time we competed outside the city, I still felt a little flawed. I think this martial arts competition is an opportunity. Let's do it again."

Hearing the fight, Song Heng's eyes lit up.

"Brother Song, Patriarch Li's rules are obviously aimed at me. If I want to take the first place, we will meet sooner or later."

"Why don't you fight too, we'll meet directly at the top of the dragon and phoenix list, and we'll have a serious fight in front of everyone, and at the same time raise the face of the magician."

Song Heng nodded again and again: "That's good, then I'll go for some activities too!"

After saying that, both of them laughed.

…………

"The city lord, the warriors are all in place."

"it is good!"

On the viewing platform, the city lord stood up and glanced down at the thousand arrogances below.

"It's the future of Midtown."

Every year today is the happiest day for the city lord.

Thousands of Tianjiao competed on the same stage and emerged. For the city lord who wants to gather the power of the whole city to find a way out, this is the happiest thing.

Without the slightest red tape, the loud and bold voice filled the audience: "Martial arts competition, start!"

…………

Zhang Ping was warming up on the stage, facing the last martial artist on the Tianjiao list.

Seeing how Zhang Ping turned his body, the old martial artist smiled.

"Don't struggle anymore, stand up and let me give you a good beating, and I will pay for your medical expenses."

After speaking, he actually took out a spirit stone from his pocket and threw it on the ground.

Zhang Ping was doing a lunge and leg press. When he saw the Lingshi falling, he picked it up with a big step, smiling all over his face.

"Oh, I thought it was someone, but I didn't expect it to be a clown." On the viewing platform, the warriors who ranked high on the list chuckled and shook their heads, as if regretting that the good show ended so hastily.

Zhang Ping- threw a backhand, and the spirit stone was sacrificed and turned into martial arts points and rushed into the system account.

"Good man! Hurry up later, let him suffer less."

That little provocation was nothing in Zhang Ping's eyes, but it was a spirit stone that made Zhang Ping accept his love.

Those who give money are good people!
Zhang Ping was still stretching, turning his waist and wondering: "Why hasn't a referee come up after so long?"

The old martial artist who gave the money looked at him with folded arms, but he thought this person was interesting.

He sneered: "What kind of referee do you want in this hopeful state? That's the treatment that can only be given to the top ten on the list."

"Are you alright? I'm going to start. Stand up obediently and don't cry out for pain."

Zhang Ping was amused: "There is no referee?"

The old martial artist got a little impatient, and walked up with his sleeves in hand: "Only the top ten, and the next one is called after finishing the fight."

These words seemed to open the door for Zhang Ping, a door through which VIPs can pass through.

With a whoosh, Zhang Ping moved.

People on the viewing platform who were watching here suddenly realized that there was only an afterimage where Zhang Ping had just stood.

boom!
A loud noise made the audience solemn.

Everyone who went up to the spectator platform and went down to the martial arts platform was shocked and cast their eyes on this martial arts platform that no one except the magician was optimistic about.

In the eyes of everyone, the martial artist from the Exorcist Division's Wang Qi Realm knocked away the last person on the Tianjiao list with one punch, and then yelled domineeringly: "Next!"

After a short pause, the whole audience boiled!
Not only were the good-for-nothings cheering, but even the fighters at the bottom of the Tianjiao list felt the challenge in their eyes.

How dare you be so arrogant in a small hopeful state!

The No. 2 martial artist from the bottom of the Tianjiao list stood up and jumped onto the stage.

"Your Excellency is so arrogant, I'm under Lu Shengming, I want you to appreciate it...Touch!"

Before he finished speaking, he punched him flying.

Zhang Ping looked down: "Next!"