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The scholar grabbed a long bent sword and danced around the edge of the ring to his heart's content. Finally, he couldn't hold on anymore and fell off the stage.However, because of his good skills and the high height of the arena, when he was about to fall to the ground, the scholar did a swallow backflip and stood dangerously on the ground where others were squeezing out of the way.

He stared blankly at the long sword that was curved like a hook in his hand, and then looked at the stage. He jumped up in shame, and flew away like a swallow through the clouds. His movement was extremely wonderful.

Looking at No. [-] again, he had already disappeared, and he didn't know where he was hiding.

So in this competition, who won?

On the ring, the black-armored general nodded and said with a majestic smile: "The strong man's hands are extremely beautiful, but his appearance. If the strong man is interested, he should wait until he has chosen his consort before fighting for an official position."

In the middle of the ring, there stood a big man with an ugly face and a beard holding two sledgehammers. The two sledgehammers were so huge that each weighed no less than two hundred kilograms. The muscles all over his body were knotted. The hammers were fierce. Just looks a little different.

The strong man with two hammers grinned, showing his big teeth, and swung his hammers and said: "It's okay, I just don't like these two oily-headed and pink-faced boys, so I sent them away as soon as possible, so that I can watch this real master compete."

After finishing speaking, he raised his chest and said to the audience: "I would like to teach all you heroes to know that I was originally vying for the position of the Prince Consort, but this first rule is not because I am older."

"Haha, it's because the little brother is too handsome."

The people in the audience laughed and said for him.

The black-armored general smiled and said: "Since my little brother is self-aware, please go down and watch the competition first. It will be your turn to perform in a while."

The big man with two hammers cupped his fists towards the audience, bent his legs and jumped towards his previous position, where no one dared to occupy.

It turned out that the big man with two hammers looked down on his boss in the audience. After scolding him for a while, the two of them remained firm and decided to kick them off. Taking advantage of the opportunity for the two of them to collide with each other again, he jumped on the stage and drank at the same time. With a curse, he split his two hammers and smashed the two people's swords. Whether it was the long sword that shot out with electricity or the sword net that danced like a ball of light, he hit both sides with just one hammer, even them. The green steel sword in his hand was also smashed into a curved hook.

Number [-] came with a powerful shot, full of momentum, and the force of the impact was even stronger. He was swept directly to the audience with his fierce hammer.Instead, the scholar took a defensive stance and used his strength to absorb a little of the force of the impact, giving him an extra chance to dance.

When No. [-] was knocked off the stage by the strong man with the double hammer, he saw that they were swept off the stage with just one move. He was so ashamed that he held back a mouthful of blood in his chest and shot directly away from the crowd, without even a moment of shame. Leave.

Under the colorful shed, the fourth princess excitedly clapped her hands and said: "The martial arts of this strong man with a pair of hammers is not bad. I finally saw a superb martial arts. Look at his aura, he is more powerful than me, I'm afraid he is on par with my elder brother's martial arts." ”

King Quan nodded and said: "No matter how he performs later, with his recent martial arts skills, he will be able to get a fifth or sixth grade official position. It's just that his appearance is too bad, otherwise I would still be optimistic about him."

The seventh prince smiled and said: "Brother Wang, you have found a treasure again this time. Although this boy looks mighty, he is really as old as he said. I'm afraid he is not even ten years old. In time, he will be one of the A fierce general who charges into battle.”

King Quan smiled and said: "Seventh brother, you are envious. Then you should wait a few more years until your little princess grows up."

People were laughing and chatting leisurely under the booth, but the competition on the ring was extremely fierce. It was different from the polite hide-and-seek before. After the brawny man with two hammers made a fuss, all the people on the stage were serious, and some were just One move can determine the outcome.

As for the remaining young knights who had drawn numbers [-], [-], and [-] before, they jumped off the stage with their faces changing color under the attack of the big man with two hammers. Some of them had to rush away directly. Only one young man remained. Come down.However, he no longer returned to the candidacy camp, but stood in the crowd and continued to watch the performance on stage silently, with the proud look on his face gone.

The black-armored general nodded and ordered the soldiers next to him: "Prepare the information about the young man who just jumped down from the stage. I'm afraid the prince will ask for it."

Not long after he finished speaking, a guard in the colorful booth came over and asked the black-armored general for information about the young man who was still watching from the audience, saying that he was spotted by the prince.

Young people are like this. When their edges are not yet sharpened, their sharp edges are revealed. Most of them will be defeated and run away when encountering setbacks. It is rare to be able to stay calm and continue to ponder their shortcomings without being discouraged.This young man is a rare piece of uncut jade. As long as he is carefully carved, he will become a beautiful piece of jade.

Such a competition to recruit a bride has become an opportunity for the prince to recruit good generals and ministers in disguise.

But on the stage, after the real action began, there were less people with low martial arts skills performing on the stage, and more and more fierce fighting with real swords and guns.This made the ordinary people even more stunned. Although sometimes the figures were swaying here and there, the swords were moving as fast as lightning, and their eyes were dazzled by the sight, but it did not stop them from cheering loudly.

However, he completely forgot about the other arena next to him and stared excitedly at the martial arts arena.

The noisy cheers, the sound of weapons clashing, and the occasional screams of being stabbed by swords disturbed the scholars on Wenbi's stage, and Wensi was interrupted by them all the time. .

They were so angry that several people cursed loudly, and their tone of voice was still crude, such as "rude common people, ignorant common people".It's just that their voices were out of breath and were drowned out by the enthusiastic voices in the audience, which made their faces even more distorted and turned black with anger.

After several futile scoldings, they were exhausted and sat down helplessly, continuing to write the unfinished essay test questions.However, after a while, they were upset again. Some of them couldn't bear it anymore, so they threw down their pens in anger, threw up their sleeves and left.

There were only a few scholars who were not bothered by the noisy sounds outside. They sat quietly in front of the writing desk, laughing, dancing, and making iron hooks. They wrote an article in the blink of an eye and handed it over confidently. Before those old Confucians.

Sure enough, the old scholar just scanned the paper and said to the general next to him who was responsible for delivering iron cards: "Give him the iron card to participate in the third round of competition."

The scholar took the iron plate, smiled indifferently, jumped up, and landed lightly on the Wenbi contestants' camp. He then stared at the Wenbi competition ring with concentration and watched carefully.

The remaining scholars looked at his disappearing figure with envy, and continued to answer nervously under the noisy voice, unwilling to give up this hard-won opportunity.

Although there are real swords and guns competing in the martial arts arena, there are too many masters participating in the competition, and sometimes they encounter opponents who are evenly matched. The battle often lasts for several hours, and there is no winner.

Others can't say for sure that their martial arts surpass them, so it's hard to say anything. They just look carefully at their martial arts, how it compares to their own, and what they should pay attention to when the time comes.

For example, the person fighting on the stage right now is a domineering and muscular handsome man who wields a sword.

The person facing him was an elegant and graceful young knight with a sword.

The young heroes who had won previously had already stepped down to rest, so they were not clear about their respective martial arts routines. The result was like a hammer hitting cotton, and they became frustrated.

It's not that they didn't collide with real swords and guns, it's just that their domineering sword skills slashed into the endless sword net like water, and they were so strong that they slowly disappeared without a trace, which made them feel quite helpless.

The slender sword in the hand of the elegant man is sticky, and when it is entangled in the fierce sword light like a gentle woman, it seems to be leaning into the overlord's chest, but it is always shaken by his fierce strength, like a cold-blooded sword. The overlord is puzzled by the charm of a delicate and weak woman.

It's not that they always bump into each other, it's just that the swords are shaking, the swords are cutting the sword net, no matter whether they are cutting up or down, cutting horizontally or diagonally, the two of them are always at the same speed, they are really like a pair of enemies of life and death.

The two of them just jumped back and forth on the ring, fighting for two to three hundred rounds, but neither could do anything to the other.

Li Hao smiled and said: "Hehe, look at this scene, it depends on who is exhausted first. I think Piaoyi Sword will win, because the gentle force he uses should be able to restrain his strength better than Baqi Sword, and it should be more durable. .”

Cui Han shook his head and said nothing, but King Quan's bodyguard Jian Feng shook his head and said: "That's not necessarily the case. The Piao Yi sword seems to be easy, and every time the domineering sword rebounds, it also makes him feel uncomfortable. Also, domineering sword Each slash with the sword seems violent, but in fact, only when the swords are really clashing, will the fierceness be naturally stimulated and shake the elegant man's long sword away. In fact, the two of them are really powerful and fast, and also With experience, they are evenly matched. If anyone had one more point, they would have won the game long ago. They are really a pair of enemies, but if their routines can be combined, the power they can exert will be doubled."

Jianfeng watched the two masters exchange blows and couldn't help but make comments.Although she was far behind him, she was still about ten years younger than him, so he couldn't help but ignore her.

Li Hao stuck out his tongue and said: "Why do I see that every move is very powerful, as if he used all his strength, but I never thought that the domineering man is really thoughtful, and he really can't tell what he looks like."

The fourth princess smiled and said: "You should watch honestly. Since you don't know martial arts, just sit obediently and don't talk nonsense, so as not to make people laugh."

Li Hao said nonchalantly: "Okay, the joke is the best. Isn't it boring for everyone to watch nervously? It's just a good time to relax."

Others were too lazy to pay attention to him, a layman, and continued to watch the performance on the stage. If they were not the same people, they would have relatively few common topics.

When Li Hao saw that they stopped talking to him and stared at the stage excitedly, he stopped talking nonsense and honestly watched the performance on the stage.There is an undercurrent of anger in my heart, and I am quite nervous. The masters are so powerful now, what kind of monster will appear in the end?

Just as Li Hao was thinking wildly, the movements of the two people on the stage had slowed down. Every thrust of the sword and every block of the sword were exerted with all their strength. Regardless of whether the swords were intersecting or not, they each jumped away, panting. He breathed heavily, waiting for the next hard blow.

The domineering man was leaning on the ground with a machete, breathing heavily to mix it up. The sweat on his head was flowing thickly, which stung his eyes. However, he did not dare to wipe it away. He stared nervously at the elegant man, as if he was a man. The tired lion tried its best to regain its strength, waiting for a good opportunity to defeat the enemy with one blow.

The elegant man lowered his sword and was panting heavily, unable to maintain his elegant posture.After mixing it up a little, he said: "Brother Heng, your sword skills are indeed extremely powerful. After hundreds of rounds with you, it is really a great pleasure in life. In this way, no matter the outcome, we will become Jinlan brothers. What do you think, brother Heng?"

The domineering man said: "Heng was just thinking of this, but it was Brother Chuji who said it first. Then after we compete, we will go to sworn sworn friends and then go to a restaurant to drink hundreds of drinks."

The elegant man smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Heng is indeed domineering, even when drinking, so Jie risked his life to accompany him. Now, let us continue this unfinished battle, Brother Heng looks at the sword."

The elegant man raised his sword and trembled slightly, then stabbed forward, and instantly there were dazzling sword lights, like three long swords attacking the domineering man's throat, chest and lower abdomen at the same time.

Unexpectedly, he was already panting from exhaustion just now, and it seemed that he couldn't hold the sword. When he shook the sword and stabbed lightly, it was violent and fierce, which was completely different from his sword-handling method.

What is even more incomprehensible to ordinary people is that just now they were calling each other brothers, but when they drew their swords to fight, they struck with fatal blows, as if they were in a life-or-death feud, showing no mercy.

When the domineering man struck with his sword, he swung the steel knife in his hand and moved forward in a circle, creating a circle of sword light and enveloping the three thrust swords in the sword light.

Of the three swords, of course, only one is real. The other two swaying lights and shadows are used to confuse the enemy. The domineering man's sword circle is also the same. Use virtuality to control virtuality and use realness to block realism. Able to win steadily.

The two swords stabbing at the throat and chest suddenly stopped one foot forward of the domineering man. The sword stabbing into his abdomen was as fast as lightning. This sword was his real goal.

The domineering man had already experienced the three phantom stabs before, and knew that this move only gave him the advantage of the sword, and this advantage was the key to victory.

Last time, Elegant Man stabbed his lower abdomen, so he focused on the upper parts of his throat and chest.But at this time, Elegant Man unexpectedly continued to stab his lower abdomen, or lower abdomen

His sword was already placed on it, waiting to be intercepted, while the elegant man's sword was already close to his lower abdomen. The two of them were at the same speed, and their counterattack was obviously not as fast.The long sword's sword energy was deeply cold, and he could already feel that the material on his lower abdomen was torn. Losing might have been a foregone conclusion, with a wry smile on his face.

The elegant man obviously didn't expect that this sword could actually gain the upper hand. Originally he didn't want to stab it straight down, but he still had three points of strength left to recover. Now that he saw that victory was in sight, he used all the remaining strength to try to win with one move. .

As these three points of strength were added, a smile appeared on his face. After all, he was going to win this battle.

In the critical moment, the domineering man clamped the two fingers of his left hand towards the long sword to block the power of the stab. He could not sit still and wait for death. As long as there was no victory or defeat, there was still hope after all.

As if the long sword was piercing between his two fingers, the domineering man quickly clamped the long sword in the elegant man's hand.

It's just that the blade of the sword is smooth, and the elegant man's all-out attack is something that his Cangxiu can't block.

The clamp clamped the sword body, and the forward thrust of the long sword was only slightly blocked. He continued to thrust forward, and the tip of the sword had already penetrated the domineering man's martial arts clothes and stuck to his soft lower abdomen.

Elegant Man was overjoyed and was about to say that he had been defeated when his face suddenly changed color.

When the long sword was clamped in the domineering man's left hand, he took advantage of the clamp to block his forward momentum. The domineering man drew his abdomen and waist to avoid the sword.The elegant man's long sword did indeed hurt the domineering man's belly, but it only scratched a little skin on his waist, revealing a faint trace of blood.If the elegant man cuts to the side again, he will definitely hurt the domineering man.