"The Jin Kingdom and the Song Kingdom are mortal enemies. This is going to be interesting." Apparently, the audience was dissatisfied with the victory.
"Interesting my ass. Look at who's on the stage this time."
"Damn, it's that shameless bastard?"
"Damn, it's really that bastard. In the first round, he bribed his opponent with money. In the second round, his opponent had diarrhea. Let's see what he can do in this round."
"The Jin Kingdom and the Song Kingdom are mortal enemies. This time, his opponent is the King of the Jin Kingdom. He can't be bribed. I want to see how Jia Baoyu will be beaten!"
…
Hearing the conversation in the air, Song Qingshu was speechless. It seemed that his opportunistic behavior in the first two rounds had angered everyone.
"Aren't you on good terms with the young prince of the Jin Kingdom? If you have the ability, make him give in to you." Qiu Tongfu and the Lu brothers joked. In their opinion, no matter how good their relationship was, when it came to the marriage and the honor of the country, the other side had no reason to hold back.
Xue Baochai frowned and reminded him, "Be careful." In her opinion, their relationship was not ordinary. This time, Jia Baoyu would not be in any danger. As for the result of the battle, she did not care much. In any case, advancing to this round was already good enough. There was no need to force it.
Song Qingshu nodded. On the way to the stage, he ran into Wanyan Zhongjie. She pouted and said, "You haven't come to find me in the past two days. Today, I won't give in to you."
Song Qingshu was stunned. Only then did he realize that the two days of indifference had caused her to throw a tantrum. He felt a headache coming on, but under the watchful eyes of the audience, he could not say anything. He could not help but worry. Wanyan Zhongjie's martial arts were not weak. In addition, he had been taught by Ouyang Feng all these years. He could be considered a master in Jianghu. If he did not reveal his strength, it would be troublesome to fight.
Just as he was about to talk to her using Secret Voice-sending, Wanyan Zhongjie had already made his move. "Watch out!"
The audience only saw a white shadow flash. She had already appeared in front of Song Qingshu.
"This is the White Camel Manor's Qinggong, 'Thousand Miles in a Breath'?"
"This young prince is the successor of the Western Poison Ouyang Feng."
"Hehe, this Jia Baoyu is finished."
…
Song Qingshu was startled, but before he could think of a way to deal with this, Wanyan Zhongjie retreated back to his original position at an even faster speed. "Good eyesight! You were actually able to anticipate my move and break it first."
Everyone on the drill ground looked at each other. What had just happened? The Jia guy didn't seem to have moved at all. Could it be that the man surnamed Jia was really hiding his strength?
Even the Lu brothers and Qiu Tongfu from the Southern Song Dynasty looked at each other. Others might not know, but they knew the relationship between Jia Baoyu and the Isle of Heroes. Could it be that this guy had been pretending to be weak all along?
Even Xue Baochai was a little shaken. She could not help but pull the yellow-robed woman next to her, "Sister Yang, is Baoyu really that skilled in martial arts?"
"Tall my ass!" As soon as the yellow-robed woman spoke, her face turned red. She didn't know why, but when she saw Jia Baoyu, she couldn't help but feel angry. "The two of them are acting. It seems that your family's Baoyu is really charming. Even the Jin Kingdom's Prince is willing to go easy on him."
After understanding everything, Xue Baochai couldn't help but feel a little worried. This time, Baoyu's luck with women was too good.
Ouyang Feng, who was sitting at the Jin Kingdom's banquet, was livid. He was one of the few people who knew what was going on. He thought to himself, "If this girl wants to send her lover off, she shouldn't use my martial arts.
"Look at my Spirit Snake Fist!" Ouyang Feng couldn't stand it anymore when he heard Wanyan Zhongjie use his special skill. He snorted and left the banquet early. It was too vexing to watch. Out of sight, out of mind.
Everyone on the drill ground saw Wanyan Zhongjie's arms suddenly become boneless. It was as if his arms had turned into a flexible whip that could twist and turn in the air at will. Many of the experts on the drill ground were amazed. "I heard that Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, was preparing to use this skill for the second Sword Meet on Mount Hua. It is indeed amazing."
Just as he was about to hit his opponent, Wanyan Zhongjie's arms suddenly twisted and hit his own chest. He screamed and rolled back to his original position. He spat out the blood that he had prepared earlier and pointed at his opponent with a shocked expression. "What a strong internal energy! You actually covered your body with a three-foot wall of internal energy? Just the recoil alone was enough to seriously injure me! I admit defeat. "
Song Qingshu was speechless. He thought, "Your acting is too exaggerated." The Central Plains Book!
The people on the drill ground weren't fools. They were frightened at first, but when they saw this, how could they not understand what was going on? They all started cursing.
"Shameless!"
"Don't you have any shame?"
"This is rigged!"
"I want a refund!"
"Hey, did you buy a ticket?"
…
The entire drill ground was in an uproar. Many people started throwing things into the field. The referee on the stage had a dark expression on his face and hurriedly asked them to leave the stage. This Jia guy was really not a good person. Every time, he caused a commotion.
Song Qingshu was also very helpless. How could he be blamed for this?
"Did you really think that I was going to fight you?" Wanyan Zhongjie laughed heartlessly and moved closer to Song Qingshu with an excited expression.
Song Qingshu nodded. "At first, I really thought that you were going to fight me for real."
Wanyan Zhongjie laughed even more happily. "How could I bear to make things difficult for you? I was just joking with you. How was my acting?"
"The first half was okay, but after that …" Song Qingshu pointed at the excited audience in all directions. "Just look at their reactions and you'll know."
Wanyan Zhongjie's eyes lit up. "They were really impressed by my acting. Look at how excited they are."
Song Qingshu was speechless.
The next match was between the Ming Dynasty's Left Emissary of Light, Yang Xiao, and the Southern Song Dynasty's yellow-robed woman. Yang Xiao directly admitted defeat. The audience immediately became angry. "You guys haven't even fought each other. How do you know that you can't win? At least that Jia guy said that he could put on a show. You guys don't even want to put on a show? "
Song Qingshu had a depressed expression. He was already on the field, but he was still implicated.
Yang Xiao said, "Last night, I fought with Aunt Yang … ahem, I mean, she. I admire her Nine Yin Divine Claws very much. I'm ashamed of my inferiority. Even if I fought a thousand times or ten thousand times, I still wouldn't be her match."
Even if he hadn't been saved by the yellow-robed woman last night, he would still be seriously injured and wouldn't be able to go on stage now.
"Tsk!" The audience responded to him with boos.
Over at the Beggar Sect, Zhuang Juxian looked at him with a puzzled expression. He felt that there was a familiar aura on him. It was very similar to the person from last night. However, he had been poisoned by his ice silkworm. How could he recover so quickly?
The next match was between the Southern Song Dynasty's Qiu Tongfu and the Japanese's Shiusei.
In front of Shuusei's Ninjutsu that was full of tricks, Qiu Tong fell into a disadvantageous position right from the start, and he didn't last long before he was defeated. Even though the level of brilliance was average, the victory lay in the intensity of the fight. The audience had watched several rounds of absences, acting, surrendering, and now that they saw such a real fight, they all cheered.
However, Xue Pan didn't let go of this great opportunity to ridicule Qiu Tongfu. "Who was so arrogant yesterday? In the end, he was beaten like a dog. Our Baoyu is still the best."
"He's just lucky. I don't believe that anyone will give up to him!" Qiu Tongfu was already in a bad mood after his defeat. Now that he was provoked by Xue Pan, he immediately exploded.
The yellow-robed woman had a strange expression on her face. She thought that if he defeated Prince Zongzan in the next round, he would fight her. Then, according to the agreement, she would let him …
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