Chapter 126 Players and Spectators "Um fighting?" Gao Xing stared at the photo on the front of the card and studied it for a while. "So it's a fight. If I hadn't looked carefully, I would have thought it was a fight." Chen Mo poked his shoulder with his finger and said, "Assistant Coach Gao, the information about the competition is all on the back. Don't just stare at the swimsuit." Gao Xing calmly turned the card over. There were some small words next to a few big words, which contained contact information and address. After thinking for a while, he muttered, "I understand." Everyone looked like they wanted to hear more details. Standing on the street, he explained: "It's a private competition, with registration fees and tickets, and the winner has some rewards. Because this place is close to the Nether Abyss, it will attract many weak practitioners. I mean those extraordinary people with mediocre qualifications who cannot participate in the battles in the Nether Abyss or outside the borders. " No one spoke, and everyone stared at Gao Xing.
"." "I'm not talking about me!" Gao Xing was anxious, "I mean, they are even more mediocre than me. They may barely be admitted to a third-rate martial arts academy, but in the end, they are only in the third realm or even the second realm, or they simply cannot even be admitted to a third-rate martial arts academy." Chen Mo asked: "Why does the Underworld attract these people? They shouldn't be allowed in." Gao Xing nodded slightly: "That's right. Let me put it this way. You all know that the Nether Abyss will produce some things with extraordinary properties. For various reasons, these things would inexplicably appear in the hands of some people near the entrance. Others would buy them when they needed them, and sometimes they would barter for them, gradually forming a black market.” Everyone understood it at once, but Hu Mingxuan didn't. "What does the black market have to do with those people?" Su Qingqing looked at him with some disdain: "Let me ask you, if you get stuck at the beginning of the third realm and can't make any progress, what will you do?" Hu Mingxuan thought seriously for a while, then said, "Begin!" "." Chen Mo felt that he couldn't afford to lose face, so he had to explain: "Some people's aptitude is too poor to break through, so they will try to use some folk remedies to improve their physical condition. They would buy any items with extraordinary properties that came out on the black market, hoping to use them to promote their spiritual practice." Hu Mingxuan was shocked: "Is it really possible?!" "cannot!" Chen Mo really wanted to give him a big comparison, "Didn't you learn the basic textbooks? If you want to change your talent with external objects, you need to pay a huge price and professional guidance. Except for those cultivation families with strong foundation, it is impossible to do it. This black market is a bit like an antique market, 90% of them are fake, and the remaining 10% is not worth much. But there is no way, a drowning person will grab at a straw even if he knows that it is just a straw floating in front of him. " Hu Mingxuan finally understood. Chen Mo still had a question: "But Assistant Coach Gao, the fighting competition must have some unusual rewards to attract people, right?"
Gao Xing thought for a moment and said, "Generally speaking, yes. Many ordinary people like to watch practitioners compete, so the organizers have to find ways to attract more and stronger people to participate. If the reward is not attractive, the effect will definitely not be good. As far as I know, the most attractive thing in this place is the elixir." Pill! Chen Mo and others' eyes lit up. Seeing their expressions, Gao Xing quickly raised his hand and pressed it lightly, signaling them to stay calm. "Don't get excited. No one can guarantee that the pills on the black market are real. There might even be side effects. Don't even think about it. Besides, this kind of competition is a gray industry. Don't get involved." Chen Mo thought so too. Anyway, those who can participate in this kind of competition must be low-level practitioners who are desperate to try any possible means. They have made no progress in their practice in the first place, so even if they use real elixirs, they may not be useful. Anyone without a conscience will definitely use fake ones. Anyway, if you don't see any effect from the medicine, just say that you don't have the talent to absorb the medicinal effects. There's nothing else to say. Some people may also deceive themselves, thinking that after taking fake medicine and feeling hot all over, it is effective, but in fact it is just a sore throat. The group did not continue discussing this topic. They just ate something on the street and returned to the hotel. The next morning, Chen Mo was awakened by the alarm clock. He first lifted Hu Mingxuan's quilt, then went to wash up, and checked the panel as usual, and then he was stunned. [Audience identity tag: contestant.] [Audience identity tag: audience.] The content of the behavior has not changed, but the objects have all changed. The question is, is the audience tag the audience? After Chen Mo finished washing up, he woke Hu Mingxuan up. "Come, sit here and watch me." He took out a melon seed and cracked one in front of me. ? Hu Mingxuan felt a little confused. Chen Mo pushed him back onto the bed while pondering. "It's okay, go back to sleep." "Oh." Hu Mingxuan closed his eyes, then sat up again as he felt something was wrong. Still sleeping? What the hell. He also got up and went to wash. Chen Mo sat on the edge of the bed and thought, the audience and the audience are not the same audience, he has to find the real audience, not the audience that watches himself. He looked at his cousin who was brushing his teeth in the bathroom. "Where is the little card from yesterday?" At eight o'clock in the morning, the students of the martial arts school gathered downstairs of the hotel and then walked to Jiusi Ridge. The residence is not far from the martial arts academy on the mountain. It only takes ten minutes to walk to the mountain gate.
"Senior Kang!" Before I even entered the door, two disciples from the martial arts academy waved at me on the side of the road. It seems that this martial arts academy really has no intention of sending someone like Song Jin to receive them. After all, Kang Long himself often comes here. Having already been to Qianqing Martial Arts Academy, everyone was probably aware of the process, and they followed it to a martial arts training ground not far from the mountain gate. "There is no tour arrangement today, so let's practice normally first. The study committee member will organize it." Kang Long said. When students heard this arrangement, it was as if they had heard that physical education class was changed to math class. Seeing their disappointment, Kang Long sighed: "Don't worry, since you have come to Jiusi Ridge, I will definitely make arrangements. As long as the coordination is done, I will let you see something different." The students were all a little excited and immediately became excited. "We won't have a chance to go to the Nether Abyss, right?" "It would be nice if we could just walk around outside the entrance." Just when everyone was getting excited, Chen Mo walked over with his hands behind his back. "Everyone, hurry up and start practicing. If you don't know how to practice when you are young, you will regret it when you are old. Don't keep talking endlessly. Silence is golden." You are the least qualified to say that! Everyone expressed contempt. Soon, just like in a martial arts school, everyone started practicing, except Chen Mo, who was hiding in a corner with a sly look in his eyes, making a phone call. He was calling the number left on a small card. "Hey, hey, hey. Do you have a competition this afternoon? It's only in the evening? Okay, my child is here. Sign up? I'll think about it first." Chen Mo rubbed his hands. It seemed that this competition was very short of contestants. The other party didn't even ask him what level he was at, but invited him directly over the phone. Just as he was wondering whether he should sneak down the mountain during the day to gain experience, a voice suddenly came from behind him. "Are you planning something bad?" When I looked back, Kang Long’s bandit-like face was almost about to hit me. Even someone as mentally challenged as Chen Mo was, he quickly took a few steps forward and said with a dry laugh, "That can't happen, Instructor Kang, I'm the study committee member." Kang Long had seen through this guy's true nature at this point, and he said, "Although you can always make progress beyond others' expectations, as the chief instructor, I can't just watch you do nothing. But I'm not a strict person, so I'll give you a chance. I'll find an opponent for you, and you can compete with him. When you win, you can do whatever you want. How about that? " (End of this chapter)
