The more he practiced, the more Jiang Hao felt that the martial arts created by the Martial Saint had profound meaning. Its function should not only be used to lay the foundation for warriors.

It is to stimulate the potential of warriors. Unfortunately, the further this skill goes, the slower the practice speed. The efforts and rewards are seriously inconsistent, so that now it has been reduced to the point of being despised.

If he hadn't cheated, he probably wouldn't have been able to upgrade this skill to level eight.

After finishing Wu Sheng Quan, it was already very late, so Jiang Hao took a nap. Early the next morning, seeing that his two daughters had not gotten up, he left meal money for the two girls on the table.

Then he went out, got on his bicycle and rushed to Bangli.

Jiang Hao thought he had arrived early enough, but he didn't expect that many people had already gathered at the martial arts arena.

For today's martial arts competition, a new circle was built in the martial arts arena. Probably due to the tight time schedule, the layout of the arena was a bit crude.

I just nailed a few wooden stakes around it, and then surrounded it with a circle of wire.

When Jiang Hao arrived, the layout work had not been completed, and there were still several logistics workers driving stakes to strengthen the arena.

He was watching the excitement when the phone rang, and Jiang Hao hurriedly picked it up.

"Xiaoya? Yes, I'm here at the martial arts arena? Where are you? I'm looking for you?"

"Okay, then come on!"

Not long after hanging up the phone, Gong Yaxin ran over panting.

"Uncle Jiang, the rules of the game have changed! It's not one-on-one, it's one-on-many! That's not right, we're playing together!"

One to many, fight together?

What does this mean?

Jiang Hao's face was full of doubts.

Gong Yaxin took a breath, and after she recovered a little, she hurriedly said, "Yesterday, the gang leaders and others discussed it and said that it would be too much of a waste of time to compete one-on-one, so they changed the rules. That is, a group of ten people compete together, and then they are eliminated according to the rules.

Ranking in order."

When she said this, Jiang Hao immediately understood.

This kind of competition does save time. But wouldn't it be unfair if a group of people gather together to fight randomly?

After all, two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands. If there is a gap between a hall master or incense master and other hall masters and incense masters, will someone join forces to eliminate the hostile person first?

But then again, there is no real fairness in martial arts. I think Wu Wenting was also worried about this incident, so she wanted to streamline and merge the halls as soon as possible.

Jiang Hao doesn't have much idea about this. He is new here and is not familiar with anyone else in the gang. There is no conflict with others.

Furthermore, I have confidence in my own strength.

The arena has not been set up yet, so Gong Yaxin took Jiang Hao to get the weapons for the competition during this period.

Weapons are allowed to be used in the competition, but they are all unedged weapons.

During this period, Jiang Hao met Zhou Muchen who was in the same hall, and the latter already knew that the rules had been changed.

Among these incense masters, he was probably the only one who knew Jiang Hao's true strength best. Therefore, after meeting Jiang Hao, Zhou Muchen asked to form a team with Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao naturally did not refuse. Unfortunately, things did not go as Zhou Muchen expected. Probably for the sake of fairness, he and Jiang Hao were separated into two groups. Not only the two of them, but also the same class.

All the staff were scattered and separated.

Zhou Muchen was very annoyed, but he had no choice but to separate from Jiang Hao and go to the nearby competition arena.

"All hall masters and incense masters are invited to enter!" When everyone arrived, Elder Xu, who was the referee of this competition, stood on the viewing platform and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the place suddenly buzzed into chaos.

"What do you mean? Isn't it a competition between the hall master and the hall master? How can such a chaotic group of people compete?"

The faces of the incense owners who were grouped together suddenly became ugly.

Generally, the cultivation level of the incense masters is around the seventh or eighth level of the Black Iron Realm, while the Hall Master is between the peak of the Black Iron Realm and the Bronze Realm.

You may say that there may be competition between people of the same realm, but if there is a gap in cultivation, it cannot be compensated by skills and strength.

With this distribution, doesn't it mean that these incense owners will be eliminated as soon as they enter?

How can this compare?

The more everyone thinks about it, the more unfair it becomes.

The incense master level can be regarded as the middle level in the gang. Usually, Elder Xu treats the incense masters in a friendly manner. After all, he has to take care of these people's faces. However, today he rarely said with a straight face, "Refusing to enter will be treated as a waiver."

!Okay, everyone, hurry up and get ready!"

Elder Xu has already said this, and it is useless to say anything else.

After all, arms cannot twist thighs. Those incense masters who were grouped together could only reluctantly walk into the competition field.

"I've finally figured it out. We're just running around as f**king foils! No need to compare, we will definitely be eliminated first!" said an incense owner angrily.

"Since we have arranged it this way, what's the use of talking about it now! Let me say that we should think of a way and try not to be eliminated so easily!"

"What do you mean?"

"Let's get together. Those hall leaders are not all in the Bronze realm. If we really want to take action, we won't be vegetarians!"

"That's right, there are so many of us, let's eliminate the weak ones first! This way, we also have a chance!"

No one is stupid. In fact, after discovering this rule, some people have already started to think about it. At this time, someone took the lead and others followed suit.

"This..." A tall and thin man in his thirties walked up to Jiang Hao and asked, "Brother, which court are you from?"

"Shetang, Jiang Hao." Jiang Hao smiled at the other party.

"So it's Master Jiang Xiang, I've admired you for a long time!" The man raised his hand towards Jiang Hao, "Master Jiang Xiang, how about you join us later? These Xiang Masters are not weak in strength, let's work together to eliminate the ones with low cultivation levels on the opposite side!

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The person who spoke was the one who made the invitation at the beginning. He thought that Jiang Hao would agree to it if he proposed it. Who knew that after hearing his invitation, the latter chuckled and shook his head, "Forget it, I

I won’t be with you anymore.”

After saying that, Jiang Hao walked into the field alone.

He was preparing for a big fight this time. Besides, there was a reward for defeating the opponent, so how could he be willing to hide with these people?

Although Jiang Hao had his own plans, his straightforward refusal clearly annoyed others.

The warrior who just spoke to him was stunned for a moment after hearing his rejection, and then a look of shame appeared on his face.
Chapter completed!