Without waiting to consult Zhang Fugui, the Jia brothers raised their hands directly to the referee and said: "Referee, we have decided. In this competition, we will compete with hidden weapons!"

hidden weapon?

The referee frowned when he heard the content of this competition.

Because compared to fists, feet and other weapons, hidden weapons are indeed a little too unpopular.

And the risk factor is obviously extremely high.

It is said that swords have no eyes, but in the final analysis, the sword is still in the hands of the person. As long as the skill is good, it can still avoid hurting others.

But this hidden weapon is different.

This thing is thrown away, and if you want to brake at that time, you will basically have no chance.

If you don't have a little bit of skill, you will come up with people's names.

When the referee lowered his head and was embarrassed, he secretly glanced at Zhang Fugui. He found that Zhang Fugui's face seemed a little unnatural.

Recalling the instructions given to him by his superiors: do everything possible to make Zhang Fugui feel uncomfortable.

Now the referee has encountered a problem. If he rejects the Jia brothers' proposal, it seems that he has done Zhang Fugui a big favor at present. But if he agrees, who will be held responsible if there are any casualties.

After thinking for a while, the referee suddenly said: "We don't know yet whether concealed weapons can become an item in the competition, so I'll ask a few seniors to judge."

During this period, Zhang Fugui didn't say a word and could only watch the performance between the referee and the Jia brothers quietly.

After a while, a monk and a man trotted to Zhang Fugui's stage.

"Who, who, who is throwing a concealed weapon?" Before anyone arrived, they heard the great monk shouting.

These are the judges of the martial arts competition.

In the next round of exhibition competition after the audition, these people are needed to judge the scores.

Speaking of which, these judges are quite famous.

Anyway, the sects in various martial arts novels are almost all derived from the sects of these judges.

"Yeah, if you ask me to say that it's better to compete with fists and kicks, throw a concealed weapon, throw a concealed weapon? If it hits the audience, who is responsible? You said that the audience came to watch the game, and it will take such a long time, whoever provokes whom?

Really? Even if it doesn’t hit anyone, it’s not good if it hits flowers and plants..." The Taoist priest also echoed beside him.

Although these two people are both monks, one has a loud voice and the other has a bad mouth, which can be said to be very unique.

"Two chief judges, it's like this. After voting, the contestants in our arena unanimously chose to compete with concealed weapons. I'm afraid there will be something that does not comply with the regulations of the competition, so I invite you to come and take a look..." Referee

In just one sentence, the Jia brothers' decision was made unanimously by Zhang Fugui and Zhang Fugui.

"Young man, if you want to show off your fists and kicks, forget it. If you want to show off your skills, you might as well wait until after the audition. Then... you will save trouble." The old Taoist priest persuaded with all his heart. There was not a single point in his body

Er's demeanor is more like that of a recently retired park man, with a frivolous talk mixed with a kind heart.

"Who says it's not the case? This dart concealed weapon has no eyesight. What if it has a name? You are so young and know how to make a name for yourself, but you don't know how to cherish your life. You are so ignorant... Amitabha!" The great monk said with thick eyebrows and square mouth.

, with a fleshy face, looks just like Lu Zhishen.

"Two seniors, the martial arts in our family is concealed weapons. If you don't let me use it for safety reasons, isn't this unfair to me? Besides, this conference didn't say anything.

Are you not allowed to use concealed weapons, or are you two deliberately favoring someone?"

Jia Zheng lacked the stability of his elder brother. Seeing that the routine he had discussed with his elder brother was blocked halfway, he started talking with guns and sticks.

"What the hell? The conference didn't expressly stipulate it, so it was a tacit consent. The conference hasn't said that Gundam is going to be used yet. You can open it for me!" The great monk's dharma name is to release the anger. Unfortunately, as a person, his dharma names are in conflict with each other. He was born with a

I have a bad temper at 1 o'clock.

"What Gundam? What Gundam? We are competing in martial arts. What's the use of saying those things are irrelevant? I can tell you that among us martial arts practitioners, those who are better at cultivating morality and those at worse are strengthening their bodies. We seek to nourish our Qi and strengthen our bodies.

To prolong life, drive a Gundam... What is a Gundam? Is it a tank or a plane?" The old Taoist priest studied in Wudang Mountain, and his Taoist number was 1. Because he was an enthusiastic Taoist, he developed a bad mouth. Everyone secretly said

They all call him the Taoist Master with a mouthful of mouth.

"It's Transformers..." Shi Jie Nu and Taoist Liu Yi are close friends. When he found that his old friend encountered a blind spot in knowledge, he reminded him in a low voice.

"Transformers... oh, high technology, let me tell you, this thing is really good. It turns into a car and then a robot... It transforms with a click. That thing is as tall as a tall building.

···The movie is so good..." Liu 1 was reminded by his old friend and immediately began to think.

Zhang Fugui was dumbfounded.

What's going on? Didn't I ask the judges of the conference for advice?

Are all these judges so unreliable?

A monk and a Taoist priest met each other. Without saying a few serious words, they started to think of Hollywood movies.

"...Oh, where did I just say that?" Liu 1 talked alone for nearly ten minutes, and the topic kept getting further and further, and it even got to the memory of his apprentice inviting him to watch a movie last year.

Hearing Liu 1's question, Zhang Fugui replied in a low voice: "You mentioned our martial arts conference."

Seeing the topic, Zhang Fugui turned around and came back. Liu Yi beamed: "This little friend is very enlightened, but he doesn't know what sect he is? Is he getting married? What kind of belief is he? What do you think of Taoism?"

··?"

Zhang Fugui quickly interrupted: "Senior, I'm interested in everything you said, but don't we need you two to make a decision when we encounter something? I'll just wait for you two to make a decision, and then I'll finish the competition.

Look for opportunities to listen to your teachings.”

"Senior brother, what this kid said is right, please tell me your decision quickly! Amitabha!" Shijie Nu and Liu Yi are monks and monks. In addition, the two of them have a good relationship, so they usually refer to each other as stone brothers.

Seeing that Zhang Fugui had begun to have a relationship with Liu Yi Lao Dao, Jia Feng secretly sweated in his heart.

Liu 1 frowned, and then announced: "Hidden weapons can be used!"

After receiving this judgment, the stone in Jia Feng's heart finally fell to the ground. He looked at Zhang Fugui with a smile, thinking that if you keep pretending to be a grandson, today will be the day you die!

"But..." Liu 1 had already seen Jia Feng's expression clearly. He gave Zhang Fugui a slightly meaningful look and continued: "Both sides of the competition need to wear soft armor. After all, our competition is

In order to differentiate between high and low, not to differentiate between life and death. Since hidden weapons have no eyesight, then the contestants need to protect themselves. There is a saying that is good, cherish life, everyone has a responsibility..."

The referee did not expect that Taoist Liu 1 would actually come up with a way to get the best of both worlds in his opinion, so before Shi Jie next to him could speak angrily, he quickly stepped forward and announced: "The concealed weapon competition can be held. Competitors from both sides are asked to step down and prepare their weapons and weapons."

Armor.”

Shi Jienu whispered to Liu 1 in the audience: "Brother, don't you see clearly that those two guys who support the use of hidden weapons are not good people? Maybe they are specifically targeting this person."

"I saw these things when I first arrived...I'm not a fool...Only fools can't see it...How could I not see it..."

"Then you see, why are they still allowed to compete with concealed weapons?" Shi Jie Nu was greatly puzzled. He knew very well about Liu Yi's temperament, and logically speaking, he shouldn't make such a final judgment.

"Tai Chi generates two yang, and two yin generates four images. Where there is yin, there is yang, and where there is good, there is evil. So it is not enough for you to just look at the two people named Jia. You have to look at the one named Zhang. You don't have to look at the person named Zhang."

I found that during the conversation just now, he had several opportunities to protest in front of us, but did he say it? He has been silent in response, and it can even be said that he accepted this competition." Old Liu Yi said.

He was talking to Shi Jienu with his mouth covered. After saying this, he shouted to Zhang Fugui: "Little brother, you are going the wrong way. All the armor for the conference is in the back room. Remember to choose."

Red, red is strong! Blue is unfortunate, a deceptive thing..."

Zhang Fugui felt Liu 1's kindness, and he responded with a smile: "Thank you, senior, I prepared it myself, and I can use it easily."

After saying that, he walked towards Huang Batian and his group who were sitting in the corner.

"You see, I have been prepared for a long time. This time, it's the two Jia guys who shot themselves in the foot." Liu 1 found it more and more interesting, so he planned to drag Shi Jienu to stay here.

Watch this special game.

"The cycle of cause and effect... Amitabha!" Master Shi Jie Nu shouted the Buddha's name without any compassion at all. Instead, it was more like the slogan shouted by Angry Eyes Vajra.

After a while, under the urging of the referee, Zhang Fugui and the Jia brothers returned to the ring.

The Jia brothers were wearing soft armor and masks. One of them was holding a meteor chain hammer in his hand, and the other was holding a bundle of rope darts.

"Good guys, one is fierce and the other is sinister. This young man named Zhang is in trouble." Liu Yi shook his head and sighed when he saw the situation on the stage.

What he said is true. The Jia brothers' moves are just like this. The meteor hammer is a big open and close move that makes people unable to parry, while the rope dart is a tricky attack that makes people unable to parry.

It can be said that if these two people come together, they can definitely play the role of 1 plus 1 being greater than 2.

On the other hand, Zhang Fugui was wearing a black sportswear, which was more like soft armor than sportswear, and was stuffed all over, so he seemed to have a certain degree of defense.

"It seems that they are all well prepared." After looking around for a while, Liu Yi Lao Tao expressed his opinion.

"This kid is not wearing a hidden weapon!" Shi Jienu observed for a while and said with certainty,

"What else could it be if it wasn't a concealed weapon... Tsk, this kid doesn't know how to carry a gun... No way."

"How could it be a gun? Although I don't dare to be 100% sure, but there is a wine bottle on the boy's chest! I sometimes hide wine without telling the master... I have seen it on TV!

"Halfway through the story of releasing the anger, I quickly changed my words.
Chapter completed!