Urban Super Dude

"Yeah, what Uncle Fugui said is so good." Su Youyou applauded Wang Fugui with both hands.

"My eldest niece, it's hard to find a close friend!"

Wang Fugui's eyes were red. He looked at Su Youyou and said with tears in his eyes: "On the day you get married, Uncle Fugui will play the phoenix to you all day long!"

"Yeah, thank you Uncle Fugui." Su Youyou smiled happily.

"piss off!"

But Su Yang kicked Wang Fugui, hugged Su Youyou tightly, and said through gritted teeth: "My daughter is still young, you are thinking of her getting married, are you looking for a fight?"

"Yuyou is so sensible and beautiful. She is my little cotton-padded jacket. No one in the world is qualified to marry her."

Su Yang said viciously: "If you dare to make such a joke again, I will crush your suona in front of you while you cry."

I don't know why, but when he heard Wang Fugui mention the words Youyou getting married, Su Yang suddenly felt like a knife was twisting in his heart and felt particularly uncomfortable.

It's like the cabbage that I worked so hard to grow was eaten by pigs...

Although Youyou was only a few years old, it was only a matter of time before she got married. The more Su Yang thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became.

"No, no, no, no, Young Master Su, I was wrong, I won't brag about the birds coming to the phoenix anymore."

Wang Fugui instantly felt what made Su Yang uncomfortable, so he said fiercely: "When the time comes, I will play a big funeral, and then a big sad tune, and send that guy who misses Youyou away!"

"That's pretty much it." Su Yang felt better after hearing this.

"dad."

Su Youyou lay in Su Yang's arms, raised her head and looked at Su Yang, her beautiful eyes flickering, and said seriously: "Youyou will not marry, Youyou will always stay with your parents."

"Are you serious?"

Su Yang's heart suddenly melted, and he quickly rubbed his daughter's head, stretched out his little finger, and said with a smile: "Then let's pull the hook, and it won't change for a hundred years."

"Hmm, hang yourself with a hook, and it won't change for a hundred years." Su Youyou also extended her little finger.

"Hahaha."

Su Yang's mood suddenly became more joyful.

"Tch, daughter slave."

Wang Fugui murmured in a low voice, and said to himself: "When I go back, I will have a son with Liu Chutian. By then, Youyou will be my daughter-in-law. Young Master Su, just be sad."

Fortunately, Wang Fugui didn't say anything. If Su Yang knew that he had this idea, he would be beaten until he couldn't take care of himself.

Next.

When the time was almost up, Su Yang and his party went directly to the Baizong martial arts competition without stopping.

It is worth mentioning that Shi Jiutian entrusted the hotel manager to tell Su Yang that he was going to visit the third uncle, so he had already gone to Wudang Mountain.

Su Yang and his party, led by Zhang Zhongyu, crossed roads one after another.

About half an hour later, everyone finally arrived at Wudang Mountain.

This is not Wudang Mountain, a tourist attraction. It is only a part of Wudang Mountain that ordinary tourists can enter.

The real Wudang Mountain is not accessible to tourists.

Tianjimen is located in a secret area of ​​Wudang Mountain, which is not open to the public.

Outside the mountain gate of Tianjimen, there is an open space, about the size of two football fields.

In order to host this Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition, Tianjimen rushed to work and built three arenas, which were more than two meters high.

At this moment, the three arenas were already crowded with people.

The geniuses from all the major forces are all gathered here, waiting for the upcoming Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition.

Qian Shanxue has already spoken about the rules of the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition.

In the first round of elimination, all contestants are divided into twelve tracks, with approximately forty-eight people in each track.

Only the first place on the track can advance directly.

As for others, they will not be eliminated immediately, but will enter the pending area.

These people in the to-be-determined area will be divided into eight additional tracks, and the first place in that track will still be promoted.

In the end, the eight contestants were resurrected, and together with the previous twelve, a total of twenty people entered the next round.

In order to save time, Tianjimen built three arenas.

The first track to the fourth track are in the ring on the left, and they take the stage one by one.

Competitors from the fifth to eighth tracks will decide the winner in the middle arena.

From the ninth track to the twelfth track, you will take turns to board the ring on the right.

Three arenas, taking place at the same time.

In other words, the contestants on the first track, the contestants on the fifth track, and the participants on the ninth track will have to board the three arenas on the left, center and right as soon as nine o'clock arrives.

At nine ten, the game officially started.

It is now known that Wang Fugui is on the fifth track, Shi Jiutian is on the ninth track, and Su Yang is on the sixth track.

Wang Fugui and Shi Jiutian will both enter the ring at nine o'clock, one entering the middle ring and the other entering the right ring.

As for Su Yang, he needs to wait for the winner of the fifth track where Wang Fugui is to decide the winner before he can get on the middle stage and compete with the geniuses of the sixth track.

When Su Yang and his team arrived, it was exactly nine o'clock, and the geniuses of the fifth track entered the middle ring one after another.

"Young Master Su, I'm going up. I'm so excited." Wang Fugui was slightly frightened.

"Ha ha."

Su Yang smiled and comforted him: "Young Master Wang, be more confident. You are a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi training. Confidence means you are invincible."

"Um!"

Wang Fugui nodded solemnly, gritted his teeth and encouraged himself: "I can definitely do it, violent girl, wait until I go back to marry you!"

Subsequently.

Under Su Yang's gaze, Wang Fugui took the suona and stepped onto the middle stage.

Su Yang held Su Youyou's hand and stood in the crowd, but his eyes fell on the high seat in the distance.

Directly in front of the three arenas, there are ten carefully crafted seats, which are majestic and very impressive.

On the seats are the ten referees from this year's Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition, responsible for controlling the entire venue.

And among these referees, there was an acquaintance... Qian Shanxue.

As the leader of the Jiufeng Mountain Alliance, one of the major forces in the ancient martial arts world, Qian Shanxue is naturally qualified to be the leader.

Besides Qian Shanxue, there was another person who gave Su Yang a familiar feeling.

It was an old man with white hair, wearing a robe, with an immortal air, and he looked calm and majestic.

This person is Shi Haohan, the master of Mount Tai.

Although Su Yang had never met him before, he always felt that this person was very familiar because of his bloodline.

Just when Su Yang was looking at Shi Haohan, Shi Haohan's eyes also fell on Su Yang.

Uh-huh!

The eyes of the two people collided in mid-air, their faces were as dark as water, and there was no color in their eyes.

"Zhang Zhongyu, who is that person? Do you know him?" Su Yang asked after a moment.

"Reply to the Palace Master."

Zhang Zhongyu glanced at Shi Haohan, and then said cautiously: "That old man is the master of Mount Tai, Shi Haohan."

"It turns out it's him, haha, no wonder it feels familiar." Hearing this, Su Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth.