Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

"Good fight!"

"Wonderful!"

"One more!"

Although everyone felt sorry for the young man who was knocked off the ring, they cheered and applauded for this wonderful competition.

Looking at the middle-aged man on the stage, he seemed to have not consumed too much from the fight just now. He was calming down, gathering his mind, and preparing to prepare for the next competition.

"If the level of recruiting apprentices in opening a library is just that..."

Chu Sheng was a little doubtful in his heart whether his previous behavior was really necessary. The man on this stage had a good skill in the upper plate, but his pace in the lower plate was a little unstable. The moves he had just fought were not blocked, and he was hit several times, and he forced to resist with his hard skills.

But in the eyes of outsiders, that is another saying.

"See, Master Rong is not only powerful in martial arts, but also has no other virtues. He deliberately let the young master hit the tricks he fought with just now, just to save others' face, otherwise it would be heard by others and put on the stage by others' few moves. That's so unpleasant.

Master Rong now deliberately gave him two moves, so he could only get a few moves, otherwise he would have been knocked off the ring.

And when he finally knocked him out, he retracted the force in his hand and did not hurt his internal organs. Otherwise, he would have to go home and lie down for a few days.

Tell me, is this a kindness, righteousness and martial virtue that only masters have?"

"Then why not recruit a lot of people and open the martial arts hall?"

"It's not because it's related to Kun Jinhong in the south. After all, his martial arts school is the largest in the city and the oldest in the seniority." Someone interrupted next to him. "I heard that it's because Master Rong is an alien martial arts master and is not from the local area, so he is xenophobic and restricted!"

The people in the audience began to whisper and talk to each other.

Chu Sheng also understood that it seemed that the martial arts halls in this city were not peaceful, and there would be disputes between them.

He looked at the young guys in the audience again, as if he was full of enthusiasm for the competition with Rong Duan Diao on stage. Perhaps it was not a competition, but should be called a display.

Whoosh!

While everyone was discussing, another young man rushed to the ring, with his upper body exposed, and he saw that he was also a warrior who practiced external skills. He had a sincere attitude and said something he asked for advice.

"It seems that in everyone's eyes, the peak warrior at the Tongli level is already a strong man who surpasses ordinary people. No matter how high they are, they probably can't tell it, except that the momentum may be slightly different."

The competition between several warriors on the stage seemed to be a little immature in Chu Sheng's eyes. Because except for having experience in fighting with people in Qingfeng City, after arriving here, he never formally competed with others, and he kept silently improving his strength.

So much so that his understanding of his own strength has now appeared in a window. Among these warriors, he no longer knows what stage his strength is at.

"As far as I see now, those who add up these people together are not worth worrying. It is estimated that they can be solved within five seconds..."

Chu Sheng sighed disappointed, far from the goal he was looking forward to, so he stopped looking at it. After standing for a while, he squeezed out of the crowd and prepared to go back.

"That body of hard skills is not as strong as I imagined. It seems to be not much different from my normal state. Maybe they can hold on for one or two more seconds in my hands when they give their all. However, once I use my internal energy and bless the Red Practice technique, then the situation will be..."

Chu Sheng thought again and thought, if he calculated this way, it might be more than five seconds. With such a huge internal force gap, one second was enough for him to take action several times.

With the blessing of internal force and the failure to use internal force, the strength gap generated in the middle is calculated based on several times of the value.

"It seems that these so-called masters and the like are not the kind I think. As I see now, they have never even practiced the lowest level of internal strength."

Chu Sheng left with expectations and returned with disappointment. The time wasted during this period was better than going to the black market in Tuyun City to take a look.

Later, before sunset, I went to other martial arts halls several times, but I didn't see Chu Sheng's favorite external skills.

In those martial arts temples, we teach either ordinary fist and foot skills, or superficial external practice techniques supplemented by medicine exercises.

That night, Chu Sheng asked Hao Jianren in the branch to ask the specific address of the black market. It can be said that one of the financial owners behind the black market is the Caoyun Gang providing protection and the source of the lots.

As one of the financial backers behind it, many of the Caoyun Gang provided medicinal materials or rare specialties from other places, and a few of them were rare treasures.

Before Chu Sheng set out, he carefully clicked on all the current belongings and found that there were about 3,000 taels of silver and gold ingots left.

"Let's go around first and see if there is anything he really likes."

In fact, the black market here is like a small market stall, an auction house dominated by the core Caoyun Gang, constantly extending new independent stalls outward.

At these small stalls, there are people who are wandering around bringing what they think is valuable, but they don’t want to pass the intermediate handling fee of the auction house and set up their own stalls independently.

As long as everyone pays a small amount of entry fee, they can go in to visit or set up stalls. The managers inside will not pay attention to it, as long as you pay the fee.

Chu Sheng had been here before, but he didn't catch up with the good times. The time period he came here seemed to be affected by some. There were very few people coming to set up stalls, and the goods on the stalls were generally of low quality.

Today's black market is different. There are dozens of stalls placed everywhere, with many stalls centered on the auction house in the middle.

After a while, Chu Sheng saw several martial arts secrets that he had never seen before, but they were very incomplete and probably couldn't even put together the luck catalog for the entry. He could only vaguely see the rough name of martial arts.

"My friend, I have something you are interested in. Do you want to come and have a look?" A man wearing a black cloak quietly came to Chu Sheng and whispered.

"Oh? Things that I'm interested in, how do you know what I'm interested in?"

Chu Sheng was wearing a mask, not knowing what expression he had on his face, but he could hear the doubts in his heart from his tone.

"I have a few secrets here, and they are all complete. I saw my brother wandering in the market for so long, and every time I see these things, it's hard to think about it. It just so happens that I have it, so you don't have to go to other stalls to visit.

Moreover, most of the stalls are broken goods that are not collected by auction houses. It is probably the broken martial arts that will fail to be sold if placed on them."

The man in a black cloak tightened his hood on his head and leaned against him and explained.
Chapter completed!