The Bad Guys: Their understanding is beyond belief, shocking the Bad Guys

Chapter 16: Duel with the Empress

When Song Qingqing heard that someone was coming up to challenge, her eyes suddenly lit up. She looked at Su Qingjue's outfit and couldn't help but start to look forward to it.

As the younger sister of King Qi, she showed her extraordinary talent in martial arts in front of her family from a very young age.

Even her elder brother, King Qi, might not have been able to surpass her when he was her age.

only.

Compared to practicing martial arts day and night under the urging of her family, she prefers to paint or write in a leisurely manner.

This time she stepped onto the stage to review her military performance because her family promised her that if she could win fifty matches in a row within a month, they would no longer force her to practice martial arts.

Today happens to be the last day. After more than twenty days of hard work, she has won a total of forty-nine games so far, with only the last one left.

however.

Perhaps it was because her record was too impressive, or perhaps it was due to her family's arrangement, no one dared to challenge her on stage.

Just when Song Qingqing wanted to give up and accept her fate, Su Qingjue came on stage...

"I'm Su Qingjue, and I've come here to ask for your advice!"

"I am Song Zijin, please feel free to take action!"

Song Qingqing coughed lightly to hide her inner excitement.

"First of all, I'm so grateful that you came on stage and challenged me!"

"what?"

"Thank me for what?"

Faced with Song Qingqing's sudden thanks, Su Qingjue was a little confused.

Song Qingqing didn't know how to explain.

She couldn't tell the other party that she had won 49 games in total and only needed to win this one game to complete the family mission.

Although this is true, it is too insulting.

Thinking of this, Song Qingqing's pretty face couldn't help but blush.

She secretly memorized the other person's handsome face in her heart.

Knowing that he was no match for her, he still dared to come on stage to challenge her.

Based on this alone, Song Qingqing decided that when she returned, she would ask her brother to give this person a better position.

Song Qingqing has begun to look forward to a leisurely and comfortable life in the future.

You don’t have to get up early to practice martial arts every day, you can sleep in the afternoon if you want, and you can go wherever you want to play...

Su Qingjue stood at the edge of the ring and smiled slightly.

He had just watched the Empress fight with the challenger and had already roughly seen the Empress's strength.

He is the same age as him, eight years old, but has already achieved the highest position in the world.

Among the people in the martial arts world, he is already considered a minor master.

In comparison, when Ji Ruxue first appeared in the original drama, she only had the strength of a mid-level star.

From this, it can be seen that the Empress's talent is indeed extraordinary. No wonder she was able to reach a realm above the Great Heavenly Realm within a dozen years.

But now that I meet him...

Su Qingjue clasped his fists and said with a smile:

"Fists and feet have no eyes, please forgive me for any offense!"

Seeing someone on the stage preparing to challenge Song Zijin, many people in the city came to join in the fun.

They mainly wanted to see how long it would take Song Zijin to defeat his opponent.

Some people shouted Song Zijin's name loudly to cheer him on.

Some people also pointed at Su Qingjue's appearance.

Of course, this group of people were praising him, saying that he had a slender figure and a handsome appearance.

Some people even open a market specifically for this purpose, betting on which of the two sides will win.

"Who do you think will win?"

"It must be Song Zijin. He hasn't lost in this month. Those top masters who have been famous for a long time don't need to go on stage to select their generals. It's hard for other people in the martial arts world to be his opponent!"

"I don't think so. Think about it the other way around. If this person knew Song Zijin's record and still dared to challenge him, wouldn't that mean he had it in mind?"

"And didn't you see the long sword on his back? You can tell at a glance that he's not someone you can mess with!"

"..."

Everyone nodded when they heard what he said, and for a moment they felt that what he said made sense.

The crowd was talking and expressing their opinions.

Seeing this, the person who opened the market took the opportunity to let the people watching the competition place their bets.

In the end, there were more people besieging Song Zijin, while those besieging Su Qingjue were all brave young ladies from rich families.

"Brother, be careful. The sisters have placed a bet. If you lose, you have to compensate us with yourself!"

The way they looked at Su Qingjue was as if they wanted to eat him alive, which was quite scary.

but.

At this time, Su Qingjue stood with his hands behind his back, and no one else was on his radar.

Perhaps because he had been with Yuan Tiangang for a long time since he was a child, he also liked the action of putting his hands behind his back.

"How can this man pretend to be a master when facing Song Zijin with his hands behind his back?"

"That's right. Even if you are very confident in your own strength, you still have to show due respect to an opponent of Song Zijin's level, right?"

"I'm waiting to see him get beaten up by Song Zijin and run away in panic!"

......

the other side.

After hearing the conversation of the people below the stage, Song Qingqing felt a little bit of pity.

She decided to make a quick decision so as not to embarrass Su Qingjue.

After all, people who practice martial arts are more concerned about their reputation and would rather be killed than humiliated.

Seeing that Su Qingjue was standing there in a daze and was reluctant to make a move, Song Qingqing took the initiative to attack and wanted to end the fight cleanly and neatly.

She shouted loudly: "I won't hold back, be careful!"

After saying that, she suddenly leaped forward and raised her palm to strike Su Qingjue in the chest.

Ok?

The imagined scene of someone being knocked away by a palm did not appear. Instead, her soft and boneless little hand was firmly grasped by Su Qingjue.

Song Qingqing wanted to break free, but she couldn't.

"Let me go!"

Hearing this, Su Qingjue smiled and shook off her hand, standing there motionless, with a slightly provocative look in his eyes, as if saying "come again".

Upon seeing this, the people in the audience immediately changed their contempt for Su Qingjue.

"What!! This person is really an expert. He can easily resolve Song Zijin's attack!?"

"Don't make a fuss yet. This is just the beginning. Song Zijin hasn't started to take this seriously yet!!"

"That's right, I also think Song Zijin has a better chance of winning. Maybe he's just good at defense and is a tough nut to crack!"

Song Qingqing's expression changed slightly.

She knew she had met a true master.

Moreover, this person's strength is definitely far beyond hers.

Just now, an extremely powerful force pressed on her wrist.

At that moment, she felt as if her wrist had lost feeling.

"How to do?"

"My winning streak has been interrupted. I can't paint anymore. I have to get up early every day to practice martial arts..."

Song Qingqing's mouth pursed and tears began to well up in her eyes.

But she was not convinced.

He immediately activated the Phantom Sound Technique, wanting to give it one more try with his strongest attack.

A pink cyclone gathered in his palm, stirring up the surrounding dust at the same time.

"Song Zijin is getting serious. I've never seen him use this move before!"

"Yes, it seems that the guy across the street is really something!"

The people were whispering to each other.

The Qi country is a martial country, so they don't care about the dust rising around them. Instead, they are more concerned about the outcome of the competition.

On the stage.

Su Qingjue took a look at the cyclone and made a rough estimate. He felt that it could be dispersed with a slap and posed no threat to him at all.

So he stood there without moving, quietly waiting for Song Qingqing to attack him.

Song Qingqing was shocked when she saw that the other party did not make any defense at all.

She wanted to stop, but it was too late in such a short time.

He could only watch the cyclone in his hand hit the other person.

Bang! !

The cyclone in Song Qingqing's palm collided with Su Qingjue's chest.

The cyclone spread between the two people, and the airflow it caused blew the people in the audience all over the place.

After everyone got up from the ground, they all looked at the two of them.

Suddenly, everyone showed a stunned expression.

The young man didn't move at all, but his clothes fluttered, looking quite elegant.

However, Song Qingqing was blown away by the airflow and retreated directly to the edge of the ring, almost falling and being eliminated.

Seeing this, the rich ladies in the audience immediately shouted with joy.

Keep shouting "Brother is awesome!"

The others followed suit and cheered.

These people who were joining in the fun did not expect that Song Zijin, who had won so many games in a row, would be defeated so easily.

It was a one-sided crushing. The young man didn't feel any pressure at all and didn't even take the initiative to attack.

Song Qingqing lowered her head and her body trembled slightly.

She felt very sad when she thought about having to get up early every day and couldn't help crying.

Woo...

Su Qingjue's face changed when he heard the voice.

what?

No, I was afraid of hurting you, so I didn't make any move. I just stood there like a target for you to hit me. Why are you crying if you can't break my defense?

Did it hurt her self-esteem?

Su Qingjue walked forward and asked softly.

"Are you okay, miss?"

Song Qingqing rubbed her eyes with her hands and choked up, "It's okay..."

At this moment, the translucent white gloves she was originally wearing had disappeared.

Instead, there was a pair of flawless white hands with pink nails.

"It's okay, why are you crying? If someone doesn't know, they would think I bullied you!"

Su Qingjue raised his eyes and looked around.

Sure enough, a group of onlookers stared at the two of them with wide eyes.

Someone whispered, "So Song Zijin is a woman..."

Song Qingqing burst into tears, "I want to sleep in, I don't want to get up early!!"

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