Zhang San had a good idea. Anyway, with Mu Wanqing's skills, even if she joined forces with this mysterious young man, there would be no threat. Maybe during the fight, the young man would be restrained in order to protect her.
Mu Wanqing couldn't help but be speechless. How could she not know this? For a moment, she didn't know how to answer and stood there looking extremely embarrassed.
Who knew that Song Qingshu didn't seem to be aware of the other's sinister intentions, "Since you say so, then I will respectfully accept." After speaking, he came in front of Mu Wanqing, his eyes full of smiles, "Miss, can you do me the honor of helping me?"
Mu Wanqing's heart jumped inexplicably from his gaze and she couldn't help but hesitate, "But my martial arts are too low, I'm afraid I'll drag you down."
"Why would that be?" Song Qingshu smiled slightly, "To be able to fight with such a beautiful girl will only stimulate the hormones in a man's body and greatly increase his fighting strength."
"What are hormones?" Mu Wanqing listened in confusion and subconsciously asked in a daze.
"It's something that makes men and women attracted to each other." Noticing Mu Wanqing's slight change in expression, Song Qingshu hurriedly stopped while he was ahead, "Miss, what martial arts are you best at?"
Mu Wanqing's aggro bar was successfully emptied. Thinking that she was about to face the world famous envoys of Virtue and Punishment, she didn't have much confidence, "Sleeve … Sleeve arrows."
She thought about it but couldn't think of which martial arts she knew could pose a threat to people at their level. In the end, she could only casually say one.
"That's good. Miss, use the sleeve arrows to shoot them later." Song Qingshu encouraged.
"But …" Mu Wanqing opened her mouth and wanted to say that her sleeve arrows might not even be able to hurt the Qinghai Owl, so would it be useful for Virtue and Punishment? But just as she was about to say it, she felt that saying it would boost their morale and affect their morale. For a moment, she was stunned and didn't know what to do.
"Her, sleeve arrows, no." Even though Li Si was silent and his face was as cold as ice, everyone could clearly see the ridicule on his face.
"You!" Mu Wanqing was usually someone who feared nothing. Being looked down upon by him, she couldn't help but be furious. She raised her hand and shot a sleeve arrow.
Li Si's face was filled with disdain. He did not dodge, nor did he stretch out his hand to block. He retreated as if he was taking a stroll.
The crowd quickly saw a spectacle. Li Si retreated step by step very slowly, but the sleeve dart that shot out was always a few feet away from him, unable to catch up to him.
One side was extremely slow, while the other side was extremely fast. However, the extremely fast Sleeve Dart could not catch up to the extremely slow Li Si. This kind of contradictory visual impact made everyone's eyes sore.
Song Qingshu smiled indifferently. He gently waved his sleeve, and an invisible force surged towards the tail of the sleeve dart.
Zhang San had been paying attention to his movements. Seeing this, he couldn't help but be alarmed, "Old Four, be careful!"
Li Si was slightly taken aback. Before he could react, the sleeve dart in front of him suddenly sped up. Everyone only saw an afterimage flash past, followed by a dull grunt.
Everyone looked in that direction and saw Li Si clutching his shoulder. Blood slowly seeped out from the gaps between his fingers. The sleeve dart was completely embedded in his shoulder, leaving only a few feathers at the tail exposed.
The entire inn suddenly became incomparably quiet. Everyone had witnessed Zhang San's martial arts just now. He easily defeated three top-notch experts from the Qinghai Sect by himself. Li Si was his companion, and their martial arts were almost on par. Moreover, he was leisurely retreating just now, but he was actually faster than the sleeve dart. This had already subverted the perception of most people present. However, it was this kind of invincible expert who was actually injured by the masked young man in one move …
The Jianghu experts present felt that they had experienced too many shocks today. Their hearts were shaken to the point of numbness.
"Mother, this person is only a few years older than me. How can he be so powerful?" Yue Lingshan's little mouth was wide open. It was obvious that she had yet to recover from the shock.
Ning Zhongze was obviously not much better than her. He was covering his mouth in shock. She almost cried out just now. Although she had guessed that this mysterious masked man's martial arts must be very high, she did not expect it to be to this extent.
"Shan 'er, as the saying goes, there is always someone better than you out there. There are always some geniuses in this world. However, you don't have to be discouraged. Practice the martial arts of Mount Hua well. You can also become a heroine of the generation."
"Oh …" Yue Lingshan was obviously very dissatisfied with this answer. She thought to herself, no matter how much I practice, I will never be able to catch up to him. Let alone myself, I think even my father is far from being a match for him …
She absolutely did not dare to say these words out loud. She could only pout and sulk there. When Lin Pingzhi saw her expression, he could almost guess what she was thinking. He hurriedly comforted her, "Senior Martial Sister, our Mount Hua Sect has countless experts throughout the generations. The founding ancestor, Elder Chen Tuan, was even recognized by the world at that time. Now, it's just that we, the younger generation, have not practiced our martial arts to perfection. There is no need to belittle ourselves."
Yue Buqun listened and nodded to himself, "This child Pingzhi indeed has the demeanor of a great general. He is many times more mature and steady than that unfilial Linghu Chong. If not … he would be the next best candidate for Mount Hua. Sigh, what a pity. "
Everyone in the Mount Hua Sect had their own thoughts. Song Qingshu had already moved closer to Mu Wanqing's ear and softly said, "I told you that Miss' Sleeve Dart would definitely work."
Although she clearly knew that the person next to her had done something, seeing Li Si injured by her Sleeve Dart, Mu Wanqing could not help but be excited. Her originally slightly pale complexion was slowly dyed with a layer of red.
"Hey, my Sleeve Dart is poisonous. You guys better find a place to heal your injuries quickly." Mu Wanqing raised her chin and said in a crisp voice. She thought that as long as these two people left, Li Mochou would also be safe.
"It's just a small poison, no harm." Li Si stretched out his foot and stamped on the ground. It was as if there was an endless stream of energy traveling from the ground to his body. Li Si's body was like a light boat that shook along with the waves. When that stream of energy traveled to his shoulder, the Sleeve Dart on it was forcibly forced out with a trace of blood. In an instant, it was nailed to a nearby pillar.
"Good kung fu!" Song Qingshu could not help but praise. These two people's neigong was very different from the martial arts of the Central Plains, but it similarly had its own unique points.
However, the other people in the restaurant did not think so. Instead, they all rolled their eyes and looked at him. They thought to themselves, "You are praising the other party's kung fu, but the other party was injured in one move. Isn't this just another way to praise yourself?"
Zhang San and Li Si also had the same thoughts. They were secretly angry, but they did not show it. Zhang San saw that Li Si was not seriously injured and walked over with a smile, "So it's the Golden Snake King Mister Song who has been in the limelight recently. No wonder you have such good kung fu."
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