A young man jumped onto the ring and showed off a few powerful punches. Then he cupped his hands and introduced himself to the audience.
"I am Ma Xiaokong, the Invincible Fist!" He said this with a guilty conscience. The Invincible Fist was his father's name. When he found that no one questioned him, he was relieved. At the same time, he despised the ignorance of the others.
"I am Tao Zi 'an from the Drinking Horse River." Another man surrounded by furs walked onto the ring. He held a large golden ring knife in his hand and stabbed it into the ground. Even from a distance, people could feel the bloodthirsty aura from him. He was indeed a master of daily robberies.
"I am the leader of the Yellow River Gang, Qian Qingjian!" A burly man carried a giant axe. His exaggerated appearance instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Each of these people was more majestic than the last. Song Qingshu walked up the stairs in an orderly manner, causing a burst of boos.
"I am Jia Baoyu. Nice to meet you, masters." He smiled and cupped his hands to the three people.
"Embroidered pillow." Those people casually glanced at him and saw that his footsteps were weak. Sure enough, he was the same as the rumored spoiled brat who only knew how to mingle with women and didn't know any martial arts. Naturally, they didn't take him seriously and turned their attention to the others.
Ma Xiaokong was the weakest and Qian Qingjian was the strongest!
The three people quickly made a judgment. Tao Zi 'an and Ma Xiaokong looked at each other and tacitly attacked Qian Qingjian. They wanted to get rid of the strongest one first.
Tao Zi 'an thought that after Qian Qingjian was defeated, he would be the strongest and it would be easy for him to deal with Ma Xiaoan. Ma Xiaoan also had the same idea. He was ready to see Tao Zi' an and Qian Qingjian hurt each other and then reap the benefits.
As for Song Qingshu, he was automatically ignored by them. After the three people decided the winner, any one of them could defeat him with one hand.
Song Qingshu was a little worried about what to do later. He could rely on pretending to be stupid and secretly attack them, but under the eyes of the crowd and the real masters, it was easy for them to see that something was wrong.
Who knew that these three clowns would actually fight among themselves. This way, he could save himself some trouble and was happy to watch the show from the side.
Originally, he wanted to shout a few words to cheer for them, but he was worried that he would accidentally attract the ridicule of a few people. In the end, he decided to quietly watch the show from the sidelines. In the eyes of the others, he was like a quail that stayed where he was, as if he was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered for the final winner. The crowd couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Below the stage, the Lu brothers could not help but laugh. "He's a disgrace to our Great Song."
Xue Pan cursed angrily, "What do you know? You'll only be fighting one person in the end. This is called strategy, do you understand?"
Lv Shidao looked him up and down a few times. "I almost forgot that our Young Master Xue almost didn't make it to the next round just now. That's right. For people like you who only rely on your family background, you really need to talk about strategy. For people like us, we just need to crush our opponents in the group stage with brute force."
"You!" Xue Pan was so angry that his teeth itched, but the bruise on his face was still there. For a moment, he really didn't know how to refute.
On the other hand, Xue Baochai didn't pay attention to their quarrel at all. Instead, she focused all her attention on the stage. She kept analyzing in her heart, "This is better than I expected. Even if the winner is determined among the three later, the winner will definitely be injured, and it will be easier to deal with him.
Of course, this will only increase the probability by a little bit. I hope that Baoyu will remember what I taught him when he fights later. "
"Why? Do you think he has a chance to win?" The yellow-shirted girl noticed her clenched hands and couldn't help but ask.
Xue Baochai sighed. "Not much hope." After all, it was too hasty to sharpen a spear at the last minute. One should know that the situation in a martial arts competition could change in an instant. How could it be so ideal to follow the expected moves?
The yellow-shirted girl hesitated for a moment, but still advised, "You should know what's going on with the Jia Family. You'd better get out of it as soon as possible. Even if you're willing, I'm sure your father won't agree to the relationship between the two of you in the future."
Xue Baochai bit her lips tightly. Her face was a little pale, and she didn't speak for a long time.
At this time, the competition on the stage had come to an end. In theory, Ma Xiaokong and Tao Zi 'an's martial arts combined were stronger than Qian Qingjian's. However, both of them had ulterior motives. They couldn't wait for the other to fight in front of them and save their strength to reap the benefits. As a result, Qian Qingjian found the right opportunity. At the risk of getting injured, he finally defeated the two of them with one axe strike. 123 Literature Network
However, he didn't feel good either. After fighting with the two of them for so long, his inner force was almost exhausted. The other two's counterattacks before they fell also left deep wounds on him, and blood kept flowing.
Of course, even with so many unfavorable factors, he didn't think it would be a problem to deal with Jia Baoyu.
Looking at the other party carrying an axe and walking over with a murderous look, Song Qingshu hurriedly stopped him. "Wait!"
"It's too late to beg for mercy now." Qian Qingjian grinned and raised his axe, ready to strike.
"One thousand taels!" Song Qingshu took out a banknote from his pocket.
Qian Qingjian forcibly stopped the axe and stared at the banknote in his hand. "What do you mean?" he asked in a low voice.
"I'll give you one thousand taels if you admit defeat and leave. How about that?" Song Qingshu replied with a serious expression.
There was an uproar in the drill ground. There was actually such a thing?
Xue Pan was dumbfounded. "There's such a thing?"
The yellow-clothed girl couldn't help but laugh. She looked at Xue Baochai beside her. "Is this the method you taught him today? It's quite original. "
"No … no …" Xue Baochai denied guiltily. Her face was completely red. She thought to herself, This smelly Baoyu is really embarrassing me.
Qian Qingjian was furious. "You want to bribe me with a mere one thousand taels? You've found the wrong person." As he spoke, he raised his axe again.
At this time, Song Qingshu took out a few more banknotes. "Five thousand taels!"
Qian Qingjian was stunned. Then, he became flustered and exasperated. "I'm not that kind of person!"
"Ten thousand taels!" Song Qingshu took out a stack of banknotes again.
Qian Qingjian didn't say anything this time. Instead, he revealed a conflicted expression on his face. Song Qingshu seized the opportunity and said, "Your Yellow River Gang helps people unload and transport goods on the Yellow River all day long. How much money can you make? If you divide it among your subordinates, how much will you have left as a gang leader? "
"I …" Qian Qingjian wanted to refute, but he couldn't find the words to do so. After all, the entire Yellow River Gang didn't even have this much money in a year, let alone how much he could get.
Song Qingshu continued, "Even if you win this time, what benefits will you get? Don't tell me that you really think you can marry the Xixia princess and become the emperor's son-in-law? "
As he spoke, he pointed at Xu Liewu and the others in the distance. "Do you think you're better than the two Mongolian princes, or King Xiao of the Southern Courtyard of Liao? Or are you an expert that the Shaolin Temple has meticulously trained? "
Qian Qingjian's face alternated between green and white, and his breathing became heavy. These words finally became the last straw that broke his back. He grabbed the banknotes and said, "I'm not as skilled as you. I admit defeat."
After he finished speaking, he left without looking back. Only Song Qingshu was left in the same place, full of pride and satisfaction. It was true that those princes were jealous of each other in the brothel, and they would throw a hundred thousand taels of silver at every turn. But now, they only needed ten thousand taels to bribe a low-level gang leader. The gap between the rich and the poor was really big.
"Despicable and shameless!"
"Despicable and shameless!"
"Shady!"
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