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Another move to surround Wei and save Zhao

The domineering knife quickly pulled back half of the steel that had been swept away, and held the knife in front of his chest.

"Ding"

The fan bone steel needle hit the thick back edge of the steel knife, causing sparks to fly.

The domineering sword turned around and flicked its legs, straightening its knees and hitting the abdomen of the scholar in white who had not yet regained his balance.

Seeing this, the scholar in white opened the iron fan in his hand and cut the domineering knife's thigh on the knee.

Suddenly the domineering sword leg stretched straight, and the iron foot kicked directly towards the lower part of the white-clothed scholar.

It turned out that the knee to the lower abdomen was just a false move, and the violent kick was the target of the attack.

The iron fan in the white-clothed scholar's hand was only a few inches away, and it was barely able to sweep across the leg of the domineering sword without even cutting the fabric. He could only fall down again and bounced back a few feet to avoid the leg of the dead man.

"Alas, this pursuit of victory is still a little bit short. In the end, the success falls short." The black-armored general shook his head and sighed secretly. Among the two people in the arena, he still preferred this domineering and strong domineering sword.

"There is only a small chance that the scholar in white will be hit by that muscular man. How come every move used by these domineering men is so obscene?"

The fourth princess gently patted her chest, which was rising and falling violently due to worry.It turned out that she was interested in a scholar in white who was capable of both literary and martial arts, and was elegant and elegant.

"Hehe, princess sister didn't think that the tricks he used the day before yesterday were also despicable, so why did she fall in love with this pretty boy now?"

Li Hao, who was sitting next to the fourth princess, saw the opportunity, laughed and joked with the fourth princess.

However, they said that the two of them were fighting fast and quick, their moves were extremely powerful, and each time was thrilling. In the blink of an eye, they fought dozens of rounds on the martial arts arena, and still no one could do anything to the other.

Suddenly, the domineering sword drove back the scholar in white with just one strike. When the scholar in white was floating in the air again, the sword was roaring with wind. It danced even more vigorously and came forward violently, forcing the scholar in white to retreat violently again. He couldn't help but dodge up and down, dodging the formations that came with the full force of the domineering sword.

The scholar in white once again used the iron fan to quickly touch the tip of the domineering sword, leaped into the air and flew into the sky. He used his lightness skills to the extreme, floating lightly on the ring like a flowing cloud, taking advantage of this opportunity to recover and pull the sword into the air. Keep the distance from the domineering sword.

The domineering sword stood under the ring and waited, sweeping a blade of sword energy towards the white-clothed scholar in the air.Having learned from the tragedy of the shirtless man, he would not be stupid enough to pursue him in the air again, and would stand firmly on the ring.

The scholar in white clothes was in mid-air, raising his fan and waving it lightly, and easily swept away the sword energy he swept away.

No matter how good his Qinggong is, there is always a moment when he will land when he rises into the air, unless he can really transform into a white crane. At this moment, the scholar in white slowly floats down.

The domineering sword was waiting below for a long time. As soon as he fell, the steel sword in his hand roared with white sword aura, and slashed towards his lower abdomen domineeringly.

This move was so fierce and powerful that the scholar in white didn't dare to block it with his iron fan.The iron fan mechanism in his hand was lifted, and he planned to recruit Wei to save Zhao.

Suddenly, his handsome face, which had always been smiling slightly, changed color slightly, and he hurriedly blocked it with his iron fan.

"when"

Gold and iron clashed, sparks reappeared, and the scholar in white was thrown to the edge of the ring like a kite with a broken string.

Baqi Dao was overjoyed, expecting the scholar in white to just fall off the ring, but instead he chased him away without stopping for a moment.

But it was said that the scholar in white took this move in panic, and flew uncontrollably towards the audience. He was so frightened that he hurriedly used a thousand-jin drop and sank towards the wooden board of the arena.

However, this extremely domineering sword was so powerful that it almost flew out of the ring. The scholar in white was still several feet away from the board.

Could it be that he failed like this?

In the critical moment, the scholar in white suddenly twisted his body like a fish swimming in the water. Unbelievably, he was so twisted that he landed several feet directly, and his body was already close to the platform of the ring.

However, his eyes were pressed against the surface of the ring, and even the striped gaps on the wooden boards could be seen clearly, but his body was already hanging outside the ring.

In other words, he still has one head left in the ring.

The white-clothed scholar's expression changed drastically, his palms suddenly stretched out, and his curved claws grasped the ring.

"Click"

A claw fell straight into the wooden board, with a fierce momentum that remained unabated.

"Wow"

The scholar in white grabbed the wooden board of the arena and stepped back a few inches. Five straight finger marks appeared on the thick wooden board of the arena.

The scholar in white just dug his claws into the wooden board at the edge of the ring, and his body was dangling outside the ring.

"Wow"

The spectators below the stage saw the scholar in white suddenly falling from the air and being thrown away, but he was still swinging on the swing dangerously, and they burst into thunderous applause again.

The scholar in white secretly felt lucky and was about to stand up.

"kick"

The fierce flash tiger of the domineering sword rushed towards him. He had to see the scholar in white fall down the ring with his own eyes before he felt relieved. He wanted to kill the scholar in white's little hope of survival in the cradle.

"Yeah drink"

The domineering sword jumped to the edge of the ring. The steel sword in his hand was whistling with the sound of wind, and it struck down with thunder, mercilessly slashing towards the wooden board that the scholar in white was holding.

The domineering sword still had a trace of unbearability in its heart and did not slash at his head or palms.

"Click"

The wooden board at the edge of the arena drew an arc under the swift light of the domineering knife. The center of the arc was the paw of the scholar in white.

"cha"

The semicircular wooden board, together with the palm of the scholar in white, fell towards the audience.

The spectators below the arena all began to shake their heads and sigh for the scholar in white. After all, he was defeated like this. He missed the chance to win the first prize in the literary competition. Even in the martial arts competition, he could only win the second place.

"what"

There was a scream, and then, a white shadow floated onto the ring like a ghost.

"Thank you, Brother Heng, for admitting that I have offended you. Please forgive me."

The scholar in white clothes stood elegantly on the stage, smiling and bowing to the domineering sword with his fists, but he still looked as embarrassed as before.

When he looked at the domineering sword again, he smiled bitterly and tapped several acupuncture points on his calf, pulled out a fan-bone steel needle and threw it back into the hands of the scholar in white.

It turns out that the scholar in white was deceiving him.

After taking care of his own wounds, Baqi Dao cupped his fists and said, "Congratulations to Brother Shui for winning the position of Prince Consort."

He shook his head, sighed loudly for a while, and then said: "I thought I was cautious enough, but I never thought that I would still fall into Brother Shui's scheme. If you don't accept it, let's fight again next time."

The scholar in white shook his head and said: "In terms of real kung fu, Shui is a little worse than Brother Heng. In this next round, there will be no need to compete again. Shui will admit defeat."

Baqi Dao shook his head, smiled bitterly and jumped off the ring, waiting for the black-armored general to announce the contest.

Wu results.

The black-armored general first shook his head and sighed for the domineering sword he was optimistic about, and then clasped his fists and congratulated the scholar in white: "Congratulations to this water brother, uh, no, I have to change my name to the Prince Consort, haha."

"The scholar in white is mighty, the consort in white, the consort in white"

There was thunderous applause under the ring, and the spectators clapped their hands vigorously and cheered, clapping as hard as they could, truly becoming crazy, as if they didn't feel any pain, and as if they had won the position of Prince Consort.

The scholar in white smiled faintly, returned the gift, and looked proudly at the fourth princess in the colorful booth. The fourth princess lowered her head shyly when he looked at her.The fourth princess was equally interested in him, and the scholar in white was even more ecstatic, but still had a faint smile on his face.

The scholar in white turned around and said to the black-armored general: "Let's burn incense as proof. Maybe someone will come to this arena. Before the competition is over, many things may not be determined."

Having said that, the look on his face at the moment was one of contentment, hiding the intense joy deep in his heart and only showing a little.

The black-armored general shook his head and said with a smile: "Why do you need to do this extra thing, Prince Consort?"

However, he still ordered someone to light a stick of incense and let it burn slowly. Before it burned out, the winner of the martial arts competition would be announced.

From the stick of incense stick on the Wubi arena table, wisps of faint cigarette smoke slowly floated up, and then dispersed in the wind.It burned so unhurriedly, the sparks on the tip of the incense flickering brightly and dimly, shortening according to a fixed time pattern, unmoved by the crazy onlookers below the ring, and honestly doing its job. .

One piece, and another piece was missing. Only one-half of the whole stick of incense was left. Apart from the crazy thunderous cheers below the ring, there was still no one else coming up from the camp of martial arts contestants below the ring.

In the camp of the martial arts contestants, the martial arts contestants no longer carefully checked the expressions of the opponents around them to see if they were about to take the stage. They all focused their attention on the scholar in white on the ring. , the glorious future prince-in-law.

The scholar in white smiled faintly and looked elegantly at the ant-like heads under the ring. Listening to the deafening cheers and thunder, it was like listening to the roar of the roaring waves in the wind and waves. At this moment, he was proudly standing in the waves. Gradually, he was intoxicated by the sound of violent thunder, with a sweet smile of satisfaction on his lips.

Occasionally, he would be awakened by the black-armored general who came to show his kindness intentionally, and he would smile apologetically and respond with a smile.

While he was awake, the scholar in white would once again look at the fourth princess in the colorful shed. From her eyes that could easily disappear, he once again understood what it meant to convey affection between eyebrows.

The sweetness in my heart became even stronger.

In the colorful shed, the three princes, several princes, and several princesses all nodded frequently with smiles. They had a great impression of the white-clothed scholar in front of them, who was both civil and military, and congratulated the fourth princess in advance.

Among them, the happiest person is naturally the fourth princess herself.She never thought that she would actually find such a well-rounded husband with the same handsome and elegant appearance.

Such a handsome and handsome man among the people, who wouldn't like it? When the people around her congratulated her one after another, the fourth princess shyly nodded her head in return, and was no longer as evasive as the last time.

King Quan laughed happily and said happily: "When the time comes, I will go back to my house and have a few hundred drinks with this coquettish guest."

The fourth princess whispered shyly: "It takes hundreds of cups. I'm afraid that just a few dozen cups will make me drunk to death."

"Haha" King Quan laughed again, and continued: "You are not married yet, but you are helping that boy talk. How rare is that boy?"

There was endless laughter in the booth, thunder continued under the ring, and the entire competition scene was completely boiling. Only the incense stick on the table burned slowly and slowly, leaving only the original length. One-third of the number indicates that the winner will be selected in the martial arts contest and the martial arts contest.

Although it has already been said that it is a civil and military competition, and you have to choose one from the two, but as long as the scholar in white wins this martial arts competition, the choice of the consort will definitely fall on him, not the weak scholar who seems to be still strong. The number one scholar, Han Yuexin.

Under the ring, the spectators cheered wildly as if they were possessed. The stick of incense was burned until only a small section of the incense head was left. On the ring, in addition to the scholar in white, the contestant who had just won, there was also the black-armored scholar. The generals and the soldiers who served him no longer wanted to compete on the stage.

The black-armored general looked at the incense stick that was about to bottom out, shook his head and smiled seductively at the scholar in white: "Prince-in-law, I'd better remove this incense stick, since no one will come up, so No need to waste any more time, it’s boring to wait.”

The scholar in white smiled and shook his head and said: "Don't worry, we have been waiting for so long and there are still tens of breaths left before there are tens of thousands of spectators under the ring watching. It's better to follow the rules."

"That's fine, I'll follow the prince's wishes."

At this moment, the black-armored general was calling the scholar in white, one after another, making him very happy.

"one two Three"

The scholar in white stood gracefully and quietly, looking down at the ring with a smile, but he began to count secretly in his heart. He looked at this stick of incense, it would definitely not last for a hundred breaths. When he is bored, it is just the right thing to use. Spend the remaining time.

"97"

"whoosh"

In the camp of martial arts contestants below the ring, a young man in white suddenly jumped up and stood on the ring. There was a follow-up sound of "whoosh", which brought up the last sparks on the incense stick, floated into the air, and was extinguished in an instant. .

"98"

At this time, after being surprised, the scholar in white slowly added the character "eight" at the end.

As expected, this stick of incense did not survive a hundred breaths. Perhaps it could not survive a hundred breaths without the young man who jumped onto the ring.

Under the ring, the spectators who had been clapping wildly to cheer for the scholar in white stopped in mid-air with their hands in astonishment. Their eyes widened again and they rubbed them in disbelief. There were still two young men in white standing in front of them on the ring.

"It can't be a dream or hallucination, it must be a hallucination."

They pinched their arms or thighs hard in disbelief, and it hurt. The pain was excruciating and there were pinch marks on their hands, which proved that they were still awake and what they saw in front of them was indeed a real scene.

It’s such a waste of time. Someone really dares to go on stage to challenge, but he chose this moment. What’s the purpose of hugging him?

The young man in white who had just jumped onto the stage did not have any outstanding physical skills. However, the scholar in white changed his expression slightly and frowned. He had a very bad feeling that the young man in white in front of him would be the last one to take the stage. The end of dreams.

This feeling has always been accurate, so his usually calm face became abnormally uncalm.

The young man in white clothes who had just jumped onto the stage had an overly handsome face, with a rectangular and thin face, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a strong nose and light lips, and his face was neither happy nor worried.

He stood on the ring, first threw the iron plate in his arms to the stupid guard aside, and then clasped his fists at the white-clothed scholar: "I am very destined to Brother Shui. My younger brother is also named Shui. Brother Shui's name is Qingyu, but my younger brother's name is... It’s mid-moon.”

"Moon in the Water" the scholar in white shook his head and said: "This is a bad name. It is extremely inappropriate to go with this surname. It seems too fragile and can be broken at the touch of a finger. There are many dangerous people in the world, so even this name must be a good one." . And if the brother’s surname is his, such as Tian, ​​or Yu, etc., this name will naturally be a good choice.”