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When Song Qingshu returned to his seat, he saw Zhou Zhiruo looking at him with a faint smile. He couldn't help but blush and asked guiltily, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Zhiruo had a strange expression on her face. "Someone once swore that he had nothing to do with this Miss He."
Song Qingshu said awkwardly, "I really have nothing to do with her."
'Except for the friendly sex …' Song Qingshu added in his mind.
"Do you think I'm blind?" Zhou Zhiruo snorted. "You guys were so lovey-dovey on stage. No one would believe that nothing happened between you two."
Song Qingshu was extremely gloomy. He couldn't possibly explain to her that he had been raped before he had mastered his martial arts. Firstly, no one would believe him. Secondly, even if they were willing to believe him, he couldn't afford to lose face.
"Zhiruo, who do you think will win, the Swordsman of Jinyang or the iron-headed man?" Song Qingshu immediately changed the topic.
When You Tanzhi stepped onto the stage, his iron head made everyone gasp. But when they remembered that he was a disciple of the Xingxiu Sect, they understood how strange he was.
Song Qingshu looked at You Tanzhi's appearance and subconsciously thought of Ah Zi. The last time he went to the waterside pavilion, it seemed that Azhu and Xiao Feng had not met, so Ah Zi naturally had no reason to follow Xiao Feng. Then where did this iron head of You Tanzhi come from? How did he become a disciple of the Constellation Sect?
If nothing had happened, then Zi should be in the Xingxiu Sect now. Could You Tanzhi have met her again and joined the Xingxiu Sect?
Song Qingshu couldn't help but rub his nose. In the original novel, You Tanzhi was even more miserable than Song Qingshu, second only to Lin Pingzhi.
In the original novel, Song Qingshu was only given the halo of being stupid and narrow-minded … The dignified young master of Wudang Sect only wanted to find his sweetheart, Zhou Zhiruo. In the end, he inexplicably became a female disciple who peeped at Emei Emei in the middle of the night. Coincidentally, he was discovered by Seventh Uncle Muo Shenggu. Seventh Uncle Muo Shenggu wanted to kill him and accidentally killed Muo Shenggu … What bad luck.
But compared to You Tanzhi and Lin Pingzhi, this was really nothing. Their lives were full of ups and downs, but Lao Jin still named them Tanzhi and Pingzhi. What a bad taste.
As Song Qingshu's imagination ran wild, Zhou Zhiruo began to judge based on the situation on the field, "Jinyang Hero has been famous for many years, his [Art of the Mixed Elements] cannot be underestimated. That iron head is Nameless in Jianghu, but he is only a disciple of the Constellation Sect. Even if Ding Chunqiu personally fought against Xiao Banhe, he might not be able to win without using poison, let alone a disciple of his."
Song Qingshu laughed, "Why don't we make a bet? I bet that iron head will win." He had fought with Xiao Banhe before, and his opponent's [Art of the Mixed Elements] was indeed good, but compared to You Tanzhi's Ice Silkworm and the mutated genuine Qi of the Yi Jinjing, it was a little lacking. After all, in the original work, even a battle maniac like Xiao Feng was suppressed by You Tanzhi's cold and poisonous genuine Qi.
Zhou Zhiruo looked at the stage a few more times and shook her head slightly, "That iron head's martial arts are too shallow, not much stronger than the average disciple of the Emei Sect. How can he win?"
Song Qingshu revealed a sly smile, "Since you are willing to bet, then let's set up a wager."
"What wager?" Zhou Zhiruo asked curiously.
"Let's bet on a kiss," Song Qingshu said in a low voice, "If you win, I will kiss you. If I win, you kiss me."
"Bah!" Zhou Zhiruo spat, "No matter who wins or loses, won't it benefit you?"
"Then do you want to bet?" Song Qingshu looked at the side of Zhou Zhiruo's face. The skin on her face was as smooth as jade, and he really couldn't help but want to take a bite … Bah, why did I think of the word 'bite'?
"Okay, I'll bet." Song Qingshu originally thought that with Zhou Zhiruo's personality, she would definitely ignore him. Who knew that the corner of her mouth would curl up beautifully, and she actually agreed.
Song Qingshu was slightly startled, and a wave of joy welled up in his heart. He quickly turned around to look at the situation in the arena. It didn't matter who won or lost, he just hoped that they would finish fighting quickly.
Zhou Zhiruo suddenly let out a soft cry of surprise, and looked at the stage with a puzzled expression, "What is Xiao Banhe worried about? Why doesn't he dare to get within a foot of that iron head?"
In her eyes, the iron head's moves were full of flaws. She could have subdued him in a few moves, but who knew that Xiao Banhe's hand would slow down halfway, and the iron head would react and miss a good opportunity?
There were many people in the arena who had such doubts. Not far away, Guo Fu also pulled Huang Rong and asked, "Mother, that iron head's kung fu is even worse than mine. Why can't he defeat the Swordsman of Jinyang after so long? He's as famous as my father." Guo Fu wrinkled her nose, obviously very dissatisfied.
Song QingShu secretly praised her. Although this Miss Guo's temper was not very good, she had inherited her mother's looks. She was really beautiful.
Noticing Song Qingshu's gaze, Guo Fu couldn't help but stare back at him, obviously still holding a grudge for his previous rudeness.
"This girl, she still dares to stare at me like this after seeing my kung fu. Should I say that the newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger, or that the big breasts have no brains?"
Song Qingshu couldn't help but laugh. It just so happened that Zhou Zhiruo was also puzzled by this question, so he deliberately raised his voice and explained to the two.
"Although the iron head's kung fu is rough, his inner force is extremely strange. Not only is it vigorous and treacherous, but it is also mixed with extremely cold poison. Every time Swordsman Xiao fights with him, his cold poison Genuine Qi will take the opportunity to invade the meridians in his hands, and his moves will naturally stagnate. Hehe, I didn't know that You Tanzhi's cold Genuine Qi also has the effect of Delaying Halo. "
Although Huang Rong didn't understand the last sentence, the explanation before was very detailed. Huang Rong listened and nodded slightly. She was secretly shocked, "Such a long distance, but he can actually see the Genuine Qi of the two people on the stage clearly. How high is his kung fu?"
Mother and daughter were connected. Guo Fu couldn't help but pout as if she was trying to solve Huang Rong's doubts. "You must be making it up. How would you know from so far away?"
Who knew that as soon as her voice fell, Tan Zhi, who was on the stage, suddenly began to counterattack. Xiao Banhe dodged in panic. His palm hit a flagpole on the side of the ring. The flagpole, which was still fluttering in the wind, was covered with a layer of frost at a speed visible to the naked eye. Before long, even the flying flag was frozen.
In an instant, the flag went from moving to being still. That kind of absurd feeling of contradiction caused everyone present to hold their breaths. Following that, an uproar broke out as everyone began to discuss it.
In the fight between Xiao Ban and You Tanzhi, except for a few top-notch experts who could see the problem, most people actually had the same thought as Guo Fu. They all felt that this Swordsman of Jinyang didn't live up to his reputation. Even if they went up to fight him, they would be able to defeat him easily.
Guo Fu stuck out her tongue in lingering fear. When she turned around to look, she discovered that Song Qingshu was staring at her with a faint smile on his face. She could not help but blush. "Hmph, a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse. What is there to be proud of?"
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