At 3:30 in the morning, the first ray of purple air came into view. Xia Ming stretched his body comfortably and returned to the camp. Half of the people got up, some were stretching their legs, some were stretching their waists, and some were sitting on the stone mill to chat.

"No wonder you are so strong, you are really hardworking!" Li Tieshan, who had just gotten up, smiled and praised Xia Ming as he came back from the woods.

"I was a little nervous and didn't sleep well," Xia Ming explained casually, grinning, and dragged Li Changgui up from his sleep. As soon as he left the tent, he saw Xie Lin. He subconsciously looked at the other's chest, but there was nothing unusual, and he didn't know where the other had hidden the bag of silver coins.

Seeing Xia Ming looking at him, Xie Lin smiled coldly, his eyes showed disdain, and turned to wash up.

"What time is it now? It's still early for the competition. Is breakfast ready?" Li Changgui rubbed his eyelids that were still fighting, and said vaguely.

"You only know how to eat. What did Tiechuan teach you? Hurry up and move your body. It will take some time for the meal!" Li Tieshan glared at his nephew and scolded him with a smile.

Shrinking his head, Li Changgui pretended to do a few things. The fat on his belly flickered and swayed, which made Xia Ming and the others laugh.

The breakfast was not bad. There were plenty of steamed buns, pickled vegetables made of purple alfalfa stems and leaves were very crisp, and there were two eggs and a bowl of brown rice porridge. The boys were sweating and felt comfortable.

"Okay, put away the tents and hand them in!" Seeing that they had almost finished eating, a chubby middle-aged material officer shouted loudly.

"Hua La La..."

They were all from rural areas and were quite efficient. They cleaned the camp in a short time and lined up to return the tents.

Everything was tidied up neatly. It was already noon. The township assistant led a group of people to the field in front of the town. They saw a group of people standing there from a distance. The leader was an old man, over sixty years old, with a white beard hanging down to his chest, a very ruddy face, and quite imposing.

"That's Youzhi, surnamed Yuan, a relative of Yuan Datou; on the left are the three elders, the first one on the right is the treasurer, and next to him is the patrol, who I took you to see yesterday; the rest should be some material officials, chariots and ordinary villagers!" Seeing the two juniors sticking their heads out to look, Li Tieshan explained as he walked.

"These four people are so strong!" Xia Ming raised his eyebrows. The Purple Qi Jue couldn't see through the strength of the four people.

"Of course, these are the only four fighting masters in our town. Yuan Youzhi is already a level 4 fighting master, and his strength is unfathomable!" Hearing Xia Ming's words, Li Tieshan said with envy.

"Fourth-level fighting master, how much strength does that have?" Li Changgui asked curiously with a raised eyebrow.

"Keep your voice down!" Li Tieshan glared at his nephew, and seeing that Xiangzuo didn't pay attention, he said in a deep voice: "Ninth-level fighting master, each level is 400 kilograms, but this is not the most powerful, the most powerful is the fighting armor, which can protect the vital points of the body, and the strength is beyond wood and stone, and ordinary attacks can't break it!"

"Awesome!" Xia Ming had never paid much attention to the cultivation system of this world before, and after hearing what Li Tieshan said, he secretly praised. This is comparable to the second level of his own body training technique!

"What a hard ground!" Walking to the opposite side of Youzhi and several others, a group of boys looked at their feet curiously and lost their voices in surprise.

The area they occupied was about six or seven feet in radius, protruding about three inches from the ground surface, surrounded by a circle of stones, and the hardness was far beyond that of ordinary land.

"It's mixed with stone powder, and it's pressed by a thousand-jin roller. It won't deform even when it rains, and it's specially used for fighting!" Li Tieshan explained in a low voice.

Xia Ming and the other man nodded and stepped hard, but there was no footprint left. They smacked their lips at the same time.

He pressed his hand towards the crowd, and a majestic momentum burst out, instantly suppressing the noise of the crowd. The white-bearded old man stepped forward and said loudly: "Hello everyone, I am Yuan Linshan, the official of Shitou Town, this is Yuan Youjiao, this is Chen Sefu and Zhang Sanlao, we represent Shitou Town, welcome everyone to participate in the annual competition, I announce that this year's tax-free quota is relaxed to three, the top three can be, and the first place will be rewarded with ten silver coins!"

"Wow..."

The crowd exploded immediately, and a group of village heads had their eyes shining and their faces flushed with excitement.

"Old Chen, you still have a way, look at how excited these old guys are!" Looking at the scene in front of him, Yuan Youjiao poked Chen Sefu with his elbow and smiled softly.

"It's because we are too poor here. For them, money is the most effective way!" Chen Shefu said with emotion with a slight smile.

"Then this thing will be easy to do!" Yuan Youjiao nodded, looking excited.

"It's hard to say. These old hands won't show their eagles until they see the rabbit!" Chen Shefu shook his head, with a little worry in his eyes.

"No more nonsense, start drawing lots!" Seeing that the mood was almost mobilized, Yuan Linshan waved his hand, and two material officials brought out a table with a jar on it, sealed with brown sheets, with only a fist-sized hole, dark and unable to see inside.

Xia Ming tried the Purple Qi Jue, but his skills were not good enough, so he couldn't see through the jar at all, so he didn't bother, just walked up and touched a wooden stick.

"Xia Ming, number 106!" The village soldier in charge of registration had a sharp and thin voice with strong penetrating power.

"I'm number 34. We're not in the same zone. That's great!" Li Changgui was immediately happy when he heard Xia Ming's number. He knew how powerful the other party was. Even with the secret special training given to him by his father, he was afraid that he would not be his opponent.

"Brother Lin, it's just right. I'm in the same zone with that fat guy. If I meet him, I can beat him to death!" Looking at the number in his hand, "Dabao" said with a smile.

"Well, that skinny guy didn't cultivate fighting spirit, so he probably has a lot of strength, just in time to kick this fat guy out!" Nodding with satisfaction, Xie Lin smiled happily.

"What are you thinking, Dabao, don't listen to Linzi, concentrate on getting into the top three, and it's best to get first place!" After glaring at the two of them, Xie Laonian said with a gloomy face.

"Yes!" "Dabao" didn't dare to disobey and quickly lowered his head.

Xie Lin rolled his eyes, wanted to speak, but hesitated, and finally folded his arms and said nothing.

"Okay, let's start the competition. No weapons, no killing, no maiming. If you fall to the ground for ten seconds, admit defeat, or fall out of the field, you will lose!" The rules are not complicated. After Xiangzuo announced it, the competition began.

There were a total of 127 people. Except for a lucky kid who got a bye in the first round, the next few rounds were two-on-two duels. Although their strength was around level 2 or 3 fighters, the gap was still obvious. The top eight were decided in just one hour. Among them were Xia Ming and "Dabao". Li Changgui met a level 3 fighter in the third round. He used all his strength, but he didn't last more than ten breaths before he was kicked out.

"Is this kid born with supernatural power?" Xie Lin was surprised to find that Xia Ming also made it into the top eight.

"Okay, don't just pay attention to that kid. Dabao can't beat that guy called Yuan Hao. Let's strive for the third place!" After looking at these eight people, Xie Laonian had a rough judgment in his mind: Yuan Hao should be the child of Yuan Linshan's family. His strength is already at the peak of level three. He also has a powerful fighting skill "Thousand Leaf Palm". Ordinary young people can't even survive a face-to-face encounter. The rest should not be "Dabao's" opponent, but this kid is unlucky and happened to face that guy when the four entered the second.

"Dabao" nodded and knew what to do next.

Xie Lin also felt that he was neurotic. A guy who couldn't cultivate fighting spirit could only reach the level of a level five fighter at best. What a fart future he had. He paid attention to him, but he was really bored!

"You are really good! Try hard, maybe you can really make it into the top three!" Seeing Xia Ming's skilled boxing, Li Tieshan immediately gained confidence and encouraged him.

"That's right! Help me get revenge in the next game. The kick that guy surnamed Liu gave me still hurts!" Li Changgui echoed with a look of "righteous indignation".

"Don't worry!" Xia Ming smiled and was full of confidence. He had seen everyone in the audience. Only the one named Yuan Hao was a threat to him. He really didn't take the others seriously.

"Don't be careless. You don't know if he is hiding his strength. It's better to be careful!" Seeing the hope of tax exemption, Li Tieshan became worried.

Xia Ming naturally knew Li Tieshan's good intentions and nodded with a smile.

"Next game, No. 106 Xia Ming, against No. 69 Liu Chun!" Xiangzuo announced loudly.

"Please!"

"Please!"

The two jumped onto the stage at the same time, clasped their fists and saluted, and took a stance.

"Hands are two doors, and it's all about legs to hit people. I'll let you understand this truth today!" Liu Chun had noticed Xia Ming's boxing before, smiled slightly, and took a stance.

"Haha, your kicking skills are good, but it's a pity that you haven't practiced them to the fullest!" Xia Ming also smiled and said something in return.

"Hmph, let's try it!" As soon as the voice fell, Liu Chun kicked his feet and dug a shallow pit in the ground. He crossed the distance of more than ten feet in an instant, and kicked Xia Ming's upper three routes with his legs in a row.

With a slightly raised corner of his mouth, Xia Ming had already expected the opponent's attack method. He stepped sideways and hooked his right fist.

"Bang!"

With a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, Liu Chun's body lightened and flew more than ten feet away. He fell heavily on the ground, and light yellow saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Good!" Li Changgui stood up suddenly and wished that he had thrown this punch himself.

Li Tieshan also had a smile on his face, secretly thinking that Xia Ming had a good eye and found the opponent's flaws at once.

"One, two,...", the township assistant began to count.

"Pah!" Before the count of five, Liu Chun had already stood up, but his face was flushed and his breathing was a little hurried.

"Haven't you heard of 'half of the leg is empty, high kick will miss'? 'Linking Kicks' is not the way you use it!" Xia Ming smiled and said as he took a stance again.

His pupils shrank, and Liu Chun's eyes were full of shock. That's what the village chief told him at the beginning. But the "sweeping kick" action was really not as handsome as this one, and this kicking method was also powerful, so he secretly changed it. The previous competition was also smooth, kicking the opponent to the point of not knowing where to go, and he thought he was more wise, but he didn't expect to be beaten back to his original form by Xia Ming's punch.