"What's a nurse?" The two girls were stunned by the strange term.
"Uh …" Song Qingshu finally recovered from the nurse's outfit. "I'll explain this later. Zhiruo, what about the other sects?"
"I didn't ask about the Red Flower Society and the Sun Moon Sect who obviously won't help. As for the Song Mountain Sect and the Shaolin Temple, they talk nicely, but they don't promise anything substantial. I think they'll be lucky if they don't kick us when we're down. The most infuriating one is the Quanzhen Sect. They usually claim to be the protectors of the Jianghu against foreign races, but when I contacted them this time, their answers were mostly perfunctory. I don't think they'll really contribute. "Zhou Zhiruo became angrier as she spoke, and her chest heaved up and down violently.
"Zhiruo, you must have suffered a lot from dealing with these sects." Song Qingshu held Zhou Zhiruo's hand with heartache.
"Actually, it's not that bad." Zhou Zhiruo took a glance at Zhu Xiaoxiao next to her and pulled her hand back with a red face. "Oh right, there's also the Beggar Sect, the Jiangnan Beggar Sect …"
Zhou Zhiruo paused and continued, "Qingshu, you also know that during the Lion Slaying Assembly, some of their elders were injured by us. When they saw that the Roaming Dragon Gang they supported agreed to let you participate in the Golden Snake Gathering, I thought the hatred had been resolved. Who knew that when I went to them, I was almost besieged by them. This is really puzzling."
Song Qingshu laughed dryly. The reason was actually very simple. The Roaming Dragon Gang was actually controlled by Zhao Min, so of course they agreed. As for the Jiangnan Beggar Sect, it was obvious that they were the kind that were still counting money for Zhao Min even after she sold them.
Given the relationship between Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min, Song Qingshu felt that it was better not to say it.
Zhou Zhiruo shook her head and quickly put aside the matter of the Jiangnan Beggar Gang. "Although we can't win over the Jiangnan Beggar Gang, we can still win over the Xiangyang Beggar Gang."
"Ah?" Song Qingshu was stunned. The Xiangyang Beggar Gang … Only Huang Rong and a few others were present.
Obviously guessing his doubts, Zhou Zhiruo quickly said, "Although the Xiangyang Beggar Clan is small in number, Huang Rong's prestige is high. If she is willing to help, the Jiangnan Beggar Clan may temporarily put aside their personal grudges and fight against the foreign tribes together. Moreover, Huang Rong herself is a female Zhuge who can devise strategies. She alone can fight against thousands of troops."
"But they might not help us, right?" Song Qingshu said guiltily.
"How dare she not help!" Zhou Zhiruo's almond-shaped eyes widened. She snorted and said, "Doesn't she know who saved her? If she is ungrateful, don't blame me for revealing her weak and disheveled appearance at that time."
Zhu Xiaoxiao could not help but laugh. "Sister, don't worry. As long as Brother Song asks, he will definitely help."
Seeing that the two women were on the same side, Song Qingshu wisely kept his mouth shut and let the two women bombard him.
The prescribed time for rest soon passed. Huang Rong announced the official start of the final competition for the Golden Snake King.
Looking at the man and the woman standing on the arena, the heroes in the field all had mixed thoughts. The leaders of the Golden Snake Camp were even more conflicted. On one hand, they hoped that Ah Qing would win. With her naive and adorable character, she would be an easy puppet to control. On the other hand, the Manchurian army was pressing on the border and they urgently needed someone with real ability to lead them out of this difficult situation. In this way, it seemed that Song Qingshu was the better choice …
Standing on the arena, Song Qingshu did not think so much. His first thought was that the Golden Snake Camp was really efficient under Qing Qing's organization. In such a short time, they had built another arena.
His second thought was to look at Ah Qing opposite him and could not help but ask, "Sister Ah Qing, have you recovered from your injury?"
"How can it be so fast?" Ah Qing pouted and touched her faintly aching chest subconsciously. "But it doesn't affect my strength much. Big brother, don't underestimate the enemy later."
Hearing Ah Qing's words, the faces of the Red Flower Society members turned livid. Yuan Ziyi also subconsciously covered her face. "This silly girl! I have told her to show weakness to the enemy and make Song Qingshu let down his guard before suddenly becoming violent."
Song Qingshu also reminded her seriously, "Ah Qing, you also have to be careful. Because you are too strong, I may not be able to hold back later."
"I know." Ah Qing waved the green bamboo stick in her hand indifferently. "Big brother, you are the best swordsman I have seen in the Central Plains. I have long wanted to fight with you."
Glancing at the stick in Ah Qing's hand, Song Qingshu's expression suddenly became a little strange. "Where did she get so many green bamboo sticks that are exactly the same? Are they similar to the automatic repair weapons in online games?"
"Yes.
Big brother, where is your weapon? "Seeing that Song Qingshu was absent-minded, Ah Qing did not rush to attack but kindly reminded him instead.
Feeling Ah Qing's kindness, Song Qingshu could not help but smile slightly. A wooden sword suddenly appeared in his hand. During this period, Song Qingshu's martial arts had improved by leaps and bounds. Speaking of which, he had not used a weapon for a long time. However, in the face of Ah Qing, he did not dare to be careless.
Seeing the wooden sword in his hand, Ah Qing's eyes suddenly brightened. At her level, of course, she would not judge a weapon by its appearance, not to mention that she used a bamboo stick.
"Hee hee, it seems that the green bamboo stick will not be damaged this time." Thinking that her green bamboo stick was either broken or smashed in the previous two rounds, Ah Qing was quite resentful.
"Ladies first. Ah Qing, you go first." Song Qingshu moved his wrist and pointed the wooden sword to the ground casually.
"Eh?"
Under the arena, there was a commotion. After all, Song Qingshu and Ah Qing's strength was obvious to all. This was the battle between the two top masters. Everyone in the arena opened their eyes wide, afraid to miss a single detail.
In the Jianghu, the third-rate people were simply watching the show. Second-rate people hoped to learn one or two moves, which would probably benefit them for the rest of their lives. First-rate people wanted to compare their skills with each other and see if they could get any inspiration or even find a way to break the two's martial arts.
However, the way Song Qingshu started just now was really …
Even the third-rate people in the Jianghu could see that Song Qingshu's body was full of flaws, so they all exclaimed.
Only a few people in the arena did not react. Instead, they looked like they were thinking about something.
"Good sword technique!" Ah Qing praised sincerely.
Hearing Ah Qing's words, the Jianghu people were instantly at a loss. How could Song Qingshu's sword technique, which was full of flaws, be considered good?
Guo Fu obviously had the same doubts. She quickly pulled Huang Rong's sleeve and said, "Mother, how is his broken sword technique good?"
"Since Fu 'er thinks that his sword technique is broken, how many ways do you think it can be broken?" Huang Rong did not answer directly, but asked a question instead.
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