Final priesthood

Panshi is a typical southern old city, with mottled traces left by the erosion of time everywhere. Every five years, during the martial arts league, the city will be briefly injected with fresh blood, bringing a moment of prosperity. .

It is said that the first martial arts event in the southern ancient martial arts world was held here.

This tradition has continued to this day.

Lu Yuan and Li Dong walked west along the street beside the square.

One side of this street is the venue where the competition will take place when the Hundred Cities League is officially held.

The square is surrounded by colorful awnings, and under each awning is an ancient martial arts sect participating in this league.

Large and small competition arenas have long been set up in the middle of the square. The whole is in the shape of a lotus, and the center of the lotus is the largest arena.

Beside the ring is a rather impressive rostrum and a number of guest seats. Only sects with a certain strength and reputation in the southern martial arts community are eligible to sit in the guest seats. They don't have to squeeze into the awning like ordinary sects.

However, these guest seats are all empty now, and no one is allowed to enter yet.

The other side of the street is filled with stalls selling snacks and souvenirs. A large number of tourists and people wearing martial arts uniforms of various schools mingle together, creating a chaotic and lively atmosphere.

"The Southern Hundred Cities Martial Arts League has such a big name, but even the competition venue is open-air...

As Lu Yuan walked, he looked around casually, not knowing whether he was amused or disappointed.

Li Dong followed him step by step, lowered his head and replied quickly: "The main thing is that I have no money. Taking on this kind of competition is the most thankless thing.

I earn very little and have a lot of troubles.

Lu Yuan frowned and said: "Although the ancient martial arts has declined, it's not like it can't even hold a competition. I don't think any famous sect is extremely rich.

"My lord, you don't know."

Li Dong smiled bitterly and explained: "It's not that they don't have money, it's that we don't have money."

"Um?"

“Part of the funding for the league comes from advertising sponsors, and the other part is funded by sects of all sizes.

It actually adds up to a lot.

But most of the money was...all...

Li Dong looked around, then approached Lu Yuan, and said in a low voice: "They were all taken away by the people from Penglai.

What really comes into our hands is only a drop in the bucket.

With that little money, it is already the limit to be able to achieve this level of quality. We, Mosa, can't let us pay for it ourselves.

"Penglai?"

A strange look flashed in Lu Yuan's eyes, "Has Penglai always relied on this event to make money?"

"Always."

Li Dong quietly looked at the row of guest seats in the center of the square and whispered: "A seat in the guest seats costs tens of millions.

This competition was postponed for three days, and the bidding was several times more intense than in previous competitions.

Those sect leaders who are obsessed with saving face will spend all their money trying to fight for one, so the premium is extremely exaggerated.

All this money ended up going into the pockets of the Holy Envoy of Penglai...

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed when he heard this.

No wonder he asked the people in Mosa to find a way to postpone the competition so smoothly. It turned out that this matter was profitable for the people in Penglai, and they were exactly what they wanted.

It is estimated that even if he postpones it any longer... the people at Feng Lai will agree to it.

"Penglai...Wusheng Island...it seems to be rotten from the root."

Lu Yuan recalled the attitudes of You Long and Liu Daoyuan towards Penglai, which were all disdainful from the bottom of their hearts.

He once thought that Penglai fell from the altar because of the impact of new military reforms and reforms.

Now look...the root knot is here.

"Wouldn't it cause criticism if people saw you following me like this?"

Lu Yuan asked Li Dong casually.

Li Donggong replied: "Don't worry, Sir, apparently someone else is responsible.

None of the participants, including the Penglai Holy Envoy, knew my identity.

Of course, I won't know the identity of the adult...

"Um."

Lu Yuan nodded, Sackford did a good job in this regard.

At this time, the two of them had walked out of Square Street and turned into a relatively secluded path with a good environment.

In front is the residence of the Crane Faction. I specially arranged the best place.

If you are dissatisfied when you see it, I will change it for you. "

Li Dong led Lu Yuan all the way forward. The environment here was quiet, and gradually he could see exquisitely trimmed green plants and beautiful single-family villas. "Have you found any clues about the He Sect?"

Lu Yuan asked Li Dong directly.

Mosa was a local snake, and in their home turf, Lu Yuan felt that it would be more useful for them to investigate than to let Huang Xiong's people come.

Li Dong shook his head and whispered: "Still investigating.

From the arrival of the Crane Faction in Panshi to a total of twenty-one battles that occurred today, we are investigating one by one...

"etc."

Lu Yuan suddenly stopped and looked at Li Dong with narrowed eyes, "Twenty-one games? Isn't it twenty?

"Just a few minutes before the adults arrived, the people from the Heart Refining Sect had another fight with the Crane Sect.

Liu Daoyuan, the contemporary leader of the Crane Sect, was injured by the Xinlian Sect leader and a disciple named Xue Guangyao. "Is the leader of the Crane Sect injured?"

Lu Yuan's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his voice quickly turned cold. Li Dong hurriedly added: "Actually, the injury is not serious, but two prosthetic limbs were broken.

In addition, I have sent the best doctor there!

"That's good."

Lu Yuan's eyes relaxed slightly, glanced at Li Dong, and said calmly: "Let's go."

"oh oh..

Li Dong woke up from his dream, quickly raised his feet and followed closely.

He went on to report: "Our initial guess is that someone is deliberately provoking it in the dark, but the method is very secretive.

The two walked for about five minutes when they saw a beautiful red-roofed villa in the distance.

"My lord, that's where it is."

Li Dong stretched out his finger to show Lu Yuan.

The two of them got a little closer, only to find a group of people gathered around the door of the villa. They were noisy and seemed to be cursing something inside the villa. "Sir, please wait a moment. I'll go over and take a look."

Li Dong's expression changed, and he subconsciously rushed to check the situation.

However, Lu Yuan stopped him and shook his head lightly.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed a few times, then he walked up a few steps and shouted to a group of people at the door of the villa from a distance.

Several people who were shouting and cursing turned their heads, stared at Lu Yuan with unkind eyes, and asked with anger: "Who are you?"

Lu Yuan had no expression on his face, casually grabbed the work ID hanging on Li Dong's chest, and replied: "Who do you think we are?

We are the organizer of the competition and came here after receiving the complaint. "

"Then you've come at the right time!"

The short-haired young man who scolded the most harshly among the group heard that Lu Yuan claimed to be a staff member of the organizer. His eyes lit up and he immediately came over.

"Complain? I still want to complain!"

The short-haired young man pointed in the direction of the door of the villa and said with a look of displeasure on his face: "Why can a filthy trash sect like the He Sect live in a single-family villa, while us decent sects from well-known families can only sleep in the nearby shabby hotels?

I'm not convinced, I protest! "

"Live in a villa? Are you worthy of this bunch of rubbish from the Crane sect?"

As he spoke, the short-haired young man faced the direction of the villa and spit on the ground, showing great contempt.

Lu Yuan stared at the short-haired young man for a while, then suddenly turned to look at Li Dong beside him.

"Is this happening?"

"ah?!"

Li Dong was caught off guard and looked confused. He didn't know how to answer Lu Yuan's words for a moment.

Lu Yuan didn't think about his answer. After asking, he quickly turned his head, looked at the short-haired young man again and nodded: "Okay,

I probably already understand the situation.

What is your name and which sect is our organizer? We will accept your suggestion and give you a new place to live when you return! "

"real?!"

The short-haired young man's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, and he quickly said: "I am Cao Yong from the Tianyong Fist Sect. Don't lie to me. Change my room when you get back!"

Otherwise, I will file a complaint against you! "

"rest assured."

Lu Yuan comforted him gently, then turned to look at the others, "What about you?"

Seeing that there was such a good thing, these people couldn't wait to report their names and sects.

Waiting for a group of people to leave happily like a victorious general, satisfied.

The gentleness on Lu Yuan's face gradually faded, and his eyes gradually became colder.

He turned around and asked Li Dong calmly: "Have you written down all the names and sects they just mentioned?"

"take note of it."

Li Dong nodded, and then cautiously said with some hesitation: "Sir, are you really planning to change a place for them to live?"

"certainly."

Lu Yuan walked towards the door of the villa expressionlessly, and as he walked, he said calmly: "Since they can't get used to staying in a hotel, let them go to the hospital.

Find someone to break all the hands and feet of the person they belong to behind the scenes, and disqualify them all from the competition.

As for the reason...you think about it yourself. "

After saying that, Lu Yuan's figure had disappeared from the gate of the villa.

Li Dong was left with his mouth slightly open, standing there with a blank expression, in a daze.

"who?!"

As soon as Lu Yuan stepped into the lobby of the villa, a figure came towards him with a cold shout, "Bang!"

Lu Yuan gently pinched a strong calf, looked at Zhuang Xiujie with a murderous face in front of him, and said with a bit of helplessness:

"It's me, Aunt Zhuang."

After letting go, Zhuang Xiujie stood there stunned for half a second, and then her face showed a look of surprise and excitement.

"Senior Brother Lu, you are finally here."

"Um."

Lu Yuan nodded and continued walking in. A strong smell of herbal medicine immediately wafted out from the living room. He looked slightly moved and strode in.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a group of descendants of the Crane Sect sitting on the sofas and chairs in the hall. Almost everyone had minor or serious injuries on their faces.

Among them, Zhao Qiancheng was the most seriously injured. He was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, his chest was covered with bandages, and his breathing was somewhat disordered.

The strong herbal smell in the living room basically came from him.

When Lu Yuan walked in, no one spoke in the hall, and the atmosphere seemed quite depressing. A mood of unwillingness, anger, humiliation, but weakness and decadence filled the hall. They were like a group of defeated generals, their morale was at a loss. was broken up.

Only then did Lu Yuan begin to understand why Zhuang Xiujie had such a frightened overreaction before.

The appearance of Lu Yuan slightly broke the dull atmosphere in the living room.

One after another, the disciples stood up and greeted him with somewhat dull expressions.

Lu Yuan nodded and said nothing.

He went up to briefly check Zhao Qiancheng's injuries, and then directly asked Zhuang Xiujie on the side: "Where is the teacher?"

Zhuang Xiujie's expression darkened and she replied: "Upstairs.

He locked himself in the room and let no one in.

He even refused to deliver medicine. "

It seems that being "bullied" by others these days has hit Lao Liu hard.

Lu Yuan sighed softly in his heart, and then Zhuang Xiujie led him slowly up to the second floor.

Arriving at the door of Liu Daoyuan's room, Lu Yuan gave Zhuang Xiujie a look and asked her to go downstairs first.

He held the door handle, twisted it slightly, and pushed it in.

"Gah-"

The door opened.

The room was dark, all the curtains were tightly closed, and only a little light leaked in.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

In the darkness, Lu Yuan saw a thin figure sitting on a chair, facing the door.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, the figure raised his head little by little.

In the darkness, two electronic eyes flashed with a faint blue light.

Then, an old voice spoke in a low voice.

"You came.

Hearing this voice that revealed fatigue and depression for the first time, Lu Yuan's heart trembled inexplicably.

There was light shining in his eyes.

The next second, Lu Yuan strode in with a calm expression.

Walking up to the figure, he squatted down, reached out and gently held the other person's cold mechanical arm, and said softly: "Here I am, teacher.

I'll take you... to get the place back. "

After saying this, the blue light in the pair of electronic eyes in the darkness suddenly skyrocketed...