The next match was between Zheng Keshuang and Chen Jialuo of the Red Flower Society.
The martial arts of the Zheng family were average. Only Chen Jinnan and Feng Xifan could be called masters. Zheng Keshuang was Zheng Keshuang's younger brother. If the elder brother's martial arts were so bad, then the younger brother's martial arts were naturally not much better. He had advanced because his opponent, Fang Yeyu, had died. This time, he was almost unable to fight back against Chen Jialuo's Hundred Flowers Fist.
Then it was Guo Jing's disciple, Wu Dunru, against Nalan Rongruo. Although Dawu's talent was average and his martial arts were not worth mentioning in the eyes of real masters, he was taught by a famous master after all.
Nalan Rong Ruo was naturally gifted and intelligent, but she was more fond of poetry and songs. She wasn't that interested in the path of martial arts, so when the two of them fought, they were evenly matched, and the general met a talented general.
They had come to find Guo Jing's whereabouts. A few days ago, they had found out from a fur trader in the north that Guo Jing had indeed appeared in Mongolia. Therefore, they were not in the mood to continue participating in the marriage contest. After a few dozen moves, they found an opportunity to admit defeat.
"Your Excellency did not show any signs of defeat. Why did you admit defeat so rashly?" Nalan Rongruo could not help but ask.
Wu Yunzhu, who was watching from below the stage, could not help but cover her face with her hands. What a fool. If it were anyone else, who would not want their opponent to surrender as soon as possible? However, she also understood that her childhood friend had always been a modest gentleman. She could not blame him.
Dawu gave a perfunctory explanation and left the stage. He did not say that he was looking for Guo Jing. After all, there were Mongolians and Jin people on the training ground. He was afraid that they would harm his master.
Song QingShu sighed inwardly. In fact, this group originally had Fang Yeyu and Madam Zhen, two experts. Unfortunately, Fang Yeyu had been killed by him, and Madam Zhen had retreated behind the scenes. As a result, the duels in this group were somewhat lackluster.
Next was Wu Xiuwen against Xu Zhu of Shaolin Temple.
In the past few years, Xu Zhu's name could be said to be rising in Jianghu. All the sects knew that there was a little monk in Shaolin Temple who was proficient in the 72 Ultimate Skills. Wu Xiuwen thought that they were about the same age and could not tarnish his master's reputation. He wanted to ask for advice.
Unfortunately, their martial arts skills were far inferior. Xu Zhu easily took his long sword with a Flower Pinching Finger Technique, which made him feel ashamed.
"Shaolin Temple's martial arts are really powerful."
"So Hero Guo's last disciple is only so-so."
"That Hero Guo's kung fu is probably not as good as the Shaolin monks."
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Hearing the noise around him, Wu Xiu Wen felt ashamed and ashamed. If he had known this would happen, he would have surrendered like his brother. At least he would have been able to save some face.
Wu Dunru comforted his younger brother, "Master's safety is more important now, why bother about other false reputations?"
Only then did Wu Xiuwen calm down. The two brothers left the drill grounds and headed north.
The next match was between Qing Lingzi of Kunlun and Ke Jun of Lan Province's Seven Verdant Sects. Ke Jun's concealed weapon skills had really amazed a lot of people. This time, he went all out. Arrows, thistles, Pu's, locusts, knives, darts, and nails rained down on his opponent from all directions.
Qing Ling Zi held his sword in front of him, as if he was a small boat in the raging waves, firmly guarding his own space.
"Huh? Kunlun is a famous sect, and their swordplay has always been upright. Why is his swordplay so slanted? But within the seven or eight slanted moves, there's an occasional upright move. It's really hard to fathom." The girl in yellow couldn't help but ask curiously.
"This is the Kunlun Sect's Rain Flower Swordplay. Even though it's not as good as the Nine Strategies Beyond the Swords' Arrow Breaking Technique, it can still be considered a swordplay that can counter concealed weapons. I think the Ke family's disciple will be in trouble this time." Song Qingshu said casually.
"How did you know?" Hearing his words, the girl in yellow and Xue Baochai both looked at him suspiciously.
Song Qingshu then realized that he had let it slip. He hurriedly interrupted, "Haha, I've heard the elders in my family talking about it before."
The girl in yellow and Xue Baochai remembered that the two elders in the Jia family had cultivation levels close to that of a Great Grandmaster, so it wasn't surprising that they had such knowledge.
Song Qingshu secretly wiped the sweat off his forehead. He thought to himself, "Why is it that I'm acting like a student of death, looking for excuses to cover up?"
Next was Lü Shidao from the Southern Song Dynasty against the Mongolian King Baobao.
Before going on the stage, Xue Pan put on a fake smile and patted Lü Shidao's shoulder. "You have to work hard. Don't lose to Baobao, whom you've always looked down on, in the end."
Lü Shidao was speechless. "Aren't you also no match for him?"
Xue Pan chuckled. "I'm not looking down on him. We're brothers, so there's no distinction between us. But you're different. I'm sure you'll beat the crap out of that Mongolian King."
"Go away. Don't make trouble." Lü Shisheng and Qiu Tongfu ran over to drive him away. At the same time, they secretly told their brothers, "Do what you can and admit defeat if the situation doesn't look good."
Xue Pan said loudly, "Since you're going to surrender, why don't you just surrender as soon as you go up? Otherwise, you'll end up like the others just now, either dead or disabled."
"No one will think you're mute if you don't speak." Lü Shidao glared at him hatefully. He wanted to surrender as soon as he went up, but he was afraid to leave a two-faced impression on Xu Liewu. After all, Wang Baobao and Xu Liewu were openly at odds.
Moreover, there was a message from Xu Liewu asking him to try his best to test Wang Baobao's martial arts. It would be best if he could find the weak point of his Diamond Body.
"You're the son of Lü Wende, the one who stopped Khubilai in Xiangyang all year round?" Wang Baobao glanced at his opponent. His previous arrogance was gone. Fantasy
Lü Shidao hurriedly returned the greeting. "Yes, my father."
"Your father is not bad. What a pity." Wang Baobao sighed.
Lü Shidao was stunned. He didn't understand what he meant by 'what a pity'. However, it was obvious that Wang Baobao didn't intend to continue chatting.
The two began to fight. Objectively speaking, Lü Shidao was different from those rich playboys in Lin 'an. He could be called a tiger from a family of generals. His martial arts were not weak either. Unfortunately, Wang Baobao was an existence with cheats. How could he be a match for him?
After another dozen or so moves, Wang Baobao finally became angry. "Seeing that your father is a hero, I showed mercy time and time again, but you brat don't know when to stop. Don't blame me for being impolite."
After saying this, his moves suddenly became fierce. Lü Shidao blocked two moves and was kicked out of the ring.
Lü Shidao didn't care about his injuries. He hurriedly looked in Xu Liewu's direction. He saw that Xu Liewu was frowning. Obviously, he was dissatisfied that he didn't complete the task. Lü Shidao was terrified and ashamed.
This time, Xue Pan didn't take the opportunity to humiliate him again. Sasaki Kojiro, who had defeated him in the last round, was about to enter the ring. His opponent was Feng Wanli from the Snow Mountain Sect.
"Come on, teach this Dong Ying devil a good lesson!" Xue Pan looked excited. He had specially investigated and found that Feng Wanli was the famous Wind and Fire Dragon of the Snow Mountain Sect. He could definitely help him vent his anger.
Song Qingshu shook his head secretly. He was afraid that he would be disappointed. It should be known that Feng Wanli was not a match for Sasaki in his heyday, not to mention now that he had lost an arm. Although he found a new way to practice the saber technique with his left hand, he was still a little inferior to Sasaki.
As expected, Sasaki's body movement was extremely fast on the ring. He appeared and disappeared unpredictably on the ring, which further magnified the disadvantage of Feng Wanli's missing arm. He was in a difficult situation and soon lost the battle.
In this way, the top 16 had all been decided. Some were happy and some were sad. At this time, Duan Yu hurriedly ran into the drill ground, causing a group of people to roar with laughter. Zhu Danchen and others were very disappointed at first, but now they understood that the safety of the heir was the most important, so they didn't blame him.
Seeing Princess Jincheng communicating with Mu Wanqing in the distance, Song Qingshu secretly nodded and said, "It seems that the Tubo people are true to their words."
The people of the Southern Song Dynasty were about to pack up and leave, when Wanyan Zhongjie came over with his men and said, "Childe, shouldn't you treat me to a meal to thank me?"
Song Qingshu looked embarrassed and said, "But we have set a rule here that you are not allowed to go out at will."
Xue Baochai said coldly, "He helped you advance today. No matter what, you should thank him for this favor. You can go by yourself. We'll be heading back first." After saying that, she left with her subordinates, leaving Song QingShu dumbfounded.
"This Miss Xue is very jealous." Wanyan Zhongjie looked at her disappearing figure and couldn't help saying, "Brother Qingshu is really charming. Even if you change your appearance, you still can't stop your supreme charm. No wonder people in Jianghu gave you a nickname, 'Take a person's chastity from a thousand miles away'."
Song Qingshu was speechless and said, "Who dares to defame me like this? If there's a chance, I'll have to talk to them."
"You want to talk to his wife?" Wanyan Zhongjie said with a smile.
Song Qingshu was speechless.
Wanyan Zhongjie laughed for a while and said, "Come out of the city with me. I've been locked up in the city for a while and it's very boring."
Xingqing Prefecture was located in the northwest and couldn't compare to the prosperity of the big cities in the Central Plains. Wanyan Zhongjie was a young girl and quickly grew tired of staying in the city.
"Okay." Song Qingshu didn't refuse. During this time, he had been very successful. It was good to go out and breathe more oxygen and relax.
"You guys go back. There's no need to follow me." Wanyan Zhongjie waved his hand at the people below. Ouyang Feng couldn't bear to see his martial arts being trampled on and had already left.
The guards looked at each other and said, "Princess, Xingqing Prefecture is in troubled times. I'm afraid it's not safe for you to go alone."
Wanyan Zhongjie curled her lips and hugged Song Qingshu's arm. "Being by his side is the safest place in the world."
Some of the guards didn't know Song Qingshu's identity and didn't understand why their princess was so fond of this hedonistic son of the Southern Song Dynasty. But since their statuses were different, they could only obey.
Wanyan Zhongjie was very excited along the way and chattered non-stop. It was obvious that she was very happy to be alone with Song Qingshu.
After leaving the city, Wanyan Zhongjie asked Song Qingshu to take off his mask. Wearing Jia Baoyu's face made her feel very strange.
Song Qingshu thought that it was fortunate that he had shaken off the Central Plains' One Red Dot earlier. Otherwise, his identity would have been exposed. However, after losing him so many times, the Central Plains' One Red Dot must have become suspicious.
The two of them left the city and wandered around the outskirts for a while. Suddenly, they heard a commotion in the distance and saw a number of warriors gathering in that direction.
Wanyan Zhongjie's eyes lit up. She pulled Song Qingshu along to see what was going on. Song Qingshu was also curious about what was going on, so he followed them.
After passing through a pine forest, a plain suddenly appeared in front of them. There were many people standing there, at least a hundred of them. A small path overgrown with weeds led to the crowd. Song Qingshu and Wanyan Zhongjie walked along it. As they got closer, they saw a dilapidated temple at the end of the crowd. It had obviously been abandoned for a long time. The walls were in ruins, and it looked like it would collapse at any moment.
The group of people surrounded the dilapidated temple. They were several zhang away from each other, but they didn't approach.
Because the dilapidated temple was very small, the windows had long been broken, revealing holes, so one could see the situation inside at a glance. In the center of the temple, there was a white-clothed woman in the arms of the Buddha statue. The woman was extremely beautiful, and because she was lying on her side, the curves of her body were extremely graceful. However, lying on the Buddha throne like this gave people a strange feeling.
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