He told him to practice by himself and went back to his room.
Song Qingshu wanted to go back to his room to rest, but he found Xue Baochai hiding in the room to observe him. He had no choice but to stay there and practice.
Xue Pan woke up and saw him. He couldn't help but laugh, "Isn't it too late to make a last-minute effort?"
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, "I have no choice." Xue Pan bullied people all day in Lin 'an and was known as the Local Bully. He had a strong body and knew some martial arts passed down in his family. Although he wasn't a master, it wasn't difficult for him to advance to the next round.
"Who will your opponent be after advancing from the group stage?" Xue Pan asked curiously as he hooked his arm around his back.
"I don't know. I don't care about that." Song Qingshu answered. He didn't need to choose an opponent.
Xue Pan didn't understand. "You're right. You might not even advance. It's useless to care so much. But you don't have to worry too much. There's someone even more unlucky than you." He winked at Lv Shisheng.
"What's wrong with the Lv brothers?" Song Qingshu asked when he saw how excited Xue Pan was.
"Even if he advances to the next round, he'll face the top seeded Mongolian Prince Xulewu. He'll be beaten up badly. He won't be able to advance to the top 32. His result will be about the same as yours." Xue Pan couldn't stop gloating.
"That's unlucky enough." Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing. "But why don't they look unhappy at all?"
"Pfft, who knows. Maybe they're just trying to be mysterious." Xue Pan snorted.
"What do you mean by the top seeded?" Song Qingshu suddenly remembered.
"You're talking about that. You don't like gambling, so it's normal that you don't know." Xue Pan explained to him like an experienced gambler. "Although the exact bets will only be announced after the group matches, everyone already has their own judgment. Who doesn't know that the Xixia matchmaking is prepared for the Mongolian Prince? If he doesn't win, who will? We're just here to accompany him. "
"Not necessarily. Everyone else should have a chance." Song Qingshu said insincerely.
"In any case, I don't have a chance. At least I know this. My only hope is to fight my way into the top 32." Xue Pan was full of fighting spirit.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but be surprised. "I didn't expect you to still have the thought of bringing glory to the family. Your father and sister will be very pleased."
"What glory?" Xue Pan had a blank look on his face. "I just want to enter the theory exam and see for myself just how beautiful the princess is. Everyone outside is talking about her beauty to the skies."
Song Qingshu: "…"
After washing up and eating breakfast, the group rushed to the martial arts arena. Because there were a lot of people in the preliminary martial arts competition, it was chosen to be held in a military camp on the outskirts of the city. After the group matches were over, it would be moved to the square in the city.
Before the ceremony began, the elite troops of Xixia, the Iron Sparrow Hawk, held a military parade. The Iron Sparrow Hawk was a heavy armored cavalry of Xixia. They could be said to be the elite of the elite. The entire army was solemn and solemn, and their black armor was filled with an iron-blooded murderous aura. After the parade, the army spread out in all directions, faintly guarding the safety of the martial arts arena and at the same time intimidating people who might cause trouble later.
Among the Japanese ambassadors, Hidekatsu's face was gloomy. "If the army of the Central Plains is so powerful, then I'm afraid foster father's plan to take over the Central Plains …"
Miyamoto Musashi said calmly, "I've secretly investigated the capital of Xixia these days. These troops are only a small number of elites. The combat power of the rest of the troops is much weaker."
"That's good, that's good." Hidekatsu heaved a long sigh of relief. "By the way, have the Ten Soldiers Guardians been sent away?"
"I've already sent them back overnight," Sasaki Kojiro answered. "In my opinion, this is somewhat superfluous. The Koreans don't have any evidence, and the Xixia didn't come to question us."
"It's never wrong to be careful." Hidekatsu looked at the beautiful sisters of the Korean ambassadors not far away and was secretly annoyed. The cooked duck actually flew away. He must find a chance to get them.
In the distance, Fu Junyu noticed his gaze, and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes. "I really want to dig out that bastard's eyeballs and stomp on the ground."
"A little impatience will spoil great plans. Let's recover first." Fu Junyi didn't even look in that direction. Instead, she stared at the Iron Sparrow Hawk in the field and sighed. "The Central Plains is really a celestial empire. Even the weakest country, Xixia, has such a powerful army."
At this time, the yellow-robed woman also sighed. "No wonder our Great Song and Xixia have been fighting for decades, but we haven't gained the slightest advantage. Their army is really tyrannical."
Xue Baochai couldn't help but say, "Sister Yang, why do you have to boost the morale of others and belittle your own? Our Great Song's Divine Arm Bow isn't inferior at all."
At this time, Tubo, Zungar, Dali, and other forces also exclaimed in surprise. Obviously, the fighting strength of the Iron Sparrow Hawk had made them quite frightened.
Only Xulewu of the Mongolian Empire sneered. "Only looks. Such an army is extremely clumsy. Compared to our Mongolian Empire's Qie Xue Army, they are just a living target." These days, the injuries on his face had mostly healed. With a little makeup, no one could see anything unusual at all.
At this time, countless people cast curious gazes at this Mongolian prince. After all, he was one of the most powerful and honorable men in the world. Moreover, he was so young and handsome. Many women's eyes lit up, and they looked like they couldn't wait to marry him.
Of course, Fang Yeyu, who was beside him, was extraordinarily handsome, and also attracted many people's attention.
Seeing all of this, Xue Pan snorted sourly. "What's so good about these pretty boys? Baoyu, I'm not talking about you."
Before Song QingShu could answer, Lü Shisheng sneered and said, "If someone like him can be considered a pretty boy when he has conquered countless countries, then what about you?"
Xue Pan was immediately angered. "Do you think that by sucking up to them like this, they will let you advance?"
Lu Shisheng felt like his sore spot had been poked, and he immediately stood up in anger. Xue Pan stood up, cursing as he rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was about to fight.
The yellow-clothed woman frowned and said coldly, "It's all done. Don't embarrass yourself." Only then did the two of them return to their seats.
Yelu Nanxian was on the stage, announcing the rules and procedures of this marriage contest. She was tall and slender to begin with, and now, she stood at the center of the drill ground in her martial attire. She didn't panic in the slightest in front of the crowd. Her face was beautiful and noble, and her voice was gentle and pleasant to the ears.
Even Xulewu narrowed his eyes and stared at the beautiful rose in the middle of the drill ground. Although his voice was soft, his tone was unquestionable. "This woman will trouble me sooner or later."
Fang Yeyu, who was standing to the side, smiled. "After conquering the Western Xia, not to mention the Crown Prince's wife, even the Emperor's wife will be chosen by Your Highness."
Xulewu laughed. "Let's marry that Princess Yinchuan first."
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