The person on the stage was somewhat familiar. It was Guo Jing and Huang Rong's disciple, Dawu. Since his elder brother was here and they had always been inseparable, his younger brother should also be here.
Sure enough, he soon saw Xiaowu cheering for him below the stage.
"Why are they here for the betrothal contest?" Song Qingshu really didn't understand. Why did they come to participate in the betrothal contest in troubled times?
Hearing his question, Xue Baochai explained, "They came to Xingqing Prefecture on Madam Guo's order."
"Huang Rong?" Song Qingshu was still confused.
Xue Baochai answered while observing the situation on the stage, "Hero Guo disappeared during the northern expedition and Madam Guo has been looking for him. Recently, she learned that Hero Guo appeared in the northern grasslands. Hong Qigong and the others of the Beggar Sect have already gone to look for him, but Madam Guo is worried that the information is inaccurate, so she sent two disciples to Xingqing Prefecture to try their luck. Now that the Xixia princess is looking for a betrothal, envoys from all the countries will come. There is no place better informed than Xingqing Prefecture. The Wu brothers came this time to see if they could find out Master's whereabouts from the people from the northern countries."
Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh at Huang Rong's ingenuity. She didn't dare to bet on one side, but on both. He didn't know if she had other arrangements.
She had just given birth, otherwise she would have come in person and I would have a chance to see her again.
"How do you know so clearly?" Song Qingshu suddenly realized.
Xue Baochai rolled her eyes, "Who told you to stay out all day and night? The Wu brothers specially came to visit us two days ago and told us their purpose. At the same time, they asked us to help pay attention to Hero Guo's whereabouts."
Song Qingshu smiled embarrassedly and wisely didn't answer.
Because "Zalandin" didn't appear on the stage, Dawu won without a fight.
Xue Pan couldn't help muttering, "Damn, why are these people so lucky? I hope my opponent is also absent."
Song Qingshu couldn't help but ask who his opponent was. After hearing the name, he could only give him a sympathetic look.
The next match was between Huo Ayi, the Young Lord of the Wooden Table Ethics Tribe, and Lan Chu, the Young Lord of the Eight Immortals Sword Faction.
Seeing that Huo Qingtong was staring nervously at the stage, Yang Xiao comforted her. "Miss Huo, you don't have to worry. Although the Eight Immortals Sword Technique has its own uniqueness, it is not considered a superior sword technique overall. In the entire Eight Immortals Sect, only Sect Leader Lan Qin is worth mentioning."
"Left Emissary Yang is indeed knowledgeable." Huo Qingtong smiled in response, but she still did not dare to relax. The people from the Eight Immortals Sword Sect might not be experts, but she knew what kind of person her brother was. He had even begged his master to teach him the Three-part Swordsmanship, but after practicing for a while, he felt that the swordsmanship was too roundabout and preferred to fight with brute force.
She was well aware of her brother's level. There was absolutely no hope for him to win, but at the very least, he couldn't be eliminated so quickly. He didn't want to leave a bad impression on the princess.
In fact, she had secretly analyzed her elder brother's advantages and disadvantages. Compared with big countries like Mongolia and Jin Kingdom, the Woodtable Lun Tribe was indeed a bit weak. But they also had their own advantages. First, they were close to the Western Xia Country, so they could help each other out. In addition, her elder brother was handsome and tall, so maybe he could win the princess's favor. 51
Of course, she also understood that the hope of winning the princess's hand in the end was still too small.
At this moment, the winner had been decided on the stage. After all, Huo Ayi grew up on the back of a horse, so she was skilled in archery and horsemanship. Her opponent, the people from the Eight Immortals Sword Sect, had not learned any superior martial arts, so they were evenly matched. In the end, Huo Ayi barely won with one move because of her good physique.
Galdan, Lao Siluo, and the others below the stage were watching with sparkling eyes. This Huo Ayi was really an idiot. At the same time, they all secretly sighed that it was a pity that Huo Qingtong was a woman. In recent years, the Mu Zhuolun Tribe could become so strong and even defeat the Mongols several times. To a large extent, it was the work of this yellow-robed woman with green feathers. Unfortunately, she was a woman and was destined to not inherit the position of the tribe leader. In the future, when Mu Zhuolun died, the whole tribe was destined to decline.
If he could not marry the Princess of Xixia this time, it would be better to propose to the Woodtable Ethics Tribe instead. If he could marry Huo Qingtong, he might be able to annex the Woodtable Ethics Tribe in the future and strengthen his strength. With her identity and ability, it would not be a loss to marry an ugly woman. Moreover, she was graceful and radiant, a rare beauty in the world.
The only trouble was that she seemed to be engaged to Zhang Wuji of the Ming Dynasty. However, Zhang Wuji had disappeared for a long time, and there were also rumors that he was dead. If that was true, the opportunity had come.
"Next, Lao Siluo of Qinghai will fight against the Eight-armed Nezha of the Baji School, Qin Naizhi!"
The call from the stage interrupted Lao Siluo's thoughts. He gathered his thoughts and decided to focus on the Princess of Xixia and Zong Zan first.
Prince Zong Zan, who was sitting in the distance, noticed the provocative look in his eyes and shouted angrily. He could not help but pull Jiu Mozhi aside and said, "King Ming, this Lao Siluo is too arrogant. Let's find someone to kill him tonight."
Jiu Mozhi said in a deep voice, "Lao Siluo's martial arts are not weak. Moreover, Li Lizun has a large group of Tantric Buddhism experts to protect him. At the same time, there are also swordsmen of the Qinghai Sect under his command. It will not be easy to kill him."
"King Ming, your martial arts are invincible. Why are you afraid of Li Lizun and the swordsmen of the Qinghai Sect?" Prince Zong Zan said impatiently.
Hearing that his martial arts were invincible, Jiu Mozhi could not help but show a smile on his face, "I am naturally not afraid of those people in terms of martial arts, but Lao Siluo has a strong army. Now that Zan Pu is old and in poor health, if I really kill him, it will cause his army to retaliate and attack Luoge City. Won't Zan Pu have to work hard?"
Hearing that Zan Pu's health might be in danger, Prince Zong Zan's eyes lit up. Wouldn't that mean that he could take over Zan Pu's position earlier? However, he was a little worried that Lao Siluo's army would really attack Luoge City. If that happened, Tubo would fall apart and he would not be able to be Zan Pu …
Thinking of all the pros and cons, Prince Zong Zan was momentarily at a loss.
Princess Jincheng's gentle voice came from the side, "King Ming is right. It is better not to start a war. Your father's body cannot withstand the torment, and I do not want to see the Tubo people lose their homes because of the war."
"Soft-hearted." Prince Zong Zan disagreed, but seeing her gentle and beautiful appearance, he could not bear to disrespect her. "Mother, you are right."
A scream came from the stage. Qin Naizhi had already been hit in the chest by Lao Siluo and was sent flying out of the stage.
Xue Pan could not help but curse, "This Qin Naizhi's nickname is so impressive, who knew he would be so useless."
The yellow-clothed woman said indifferently, "In the Jianghu, the more impressive the nickname and the longer the name, the less capable the person is. Of course, this Qin Naizhi's martial arts are not bad, better than many of the people who went up to the stage before. However, Lao Siluo's skills are inherited from the Tantric Buddhism, so he is naturally not his match. "
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