"So what if I am?" Song Qingshu smiled faintly.
Before the leader of the black-robed men could say anything, his subordinates burst into an uproar.
"Shameless boasting!"
"Boss, don't talk nonsense with him. Let's go together and cripple him."
"I don't believe he can beat so many of us by himself."
…
Ren Yingying was secretly shocked. She had fought with this group of black-robed men before. Their combat strength was probably not below that of the Ten Elders of the Sun Moon Sect, especially that leader, who was even more mysterious. The sense of oppression she felt was close to that of her father's.
How could this person be so confident?
Ren Yingying was slightly absent-minded. The slender back of the person in front of her suddenly became mysterious and imposing.
Wu Yunzhu was so touched that she was in a complete mess. From her point of view, the other party had done everything for her. After all, he didn't know her father, and he didn't seem to know that beautiful sister either. Other than venting her anger, what else could it be?
At this moment, this big brother in front of her had unknowingly replaced the position of the Golden Snake King, Song Qingshu, in her heart. After all, the Golden Snake King was just an imaginary figure in the storytelling. How could he be as real as this big brother in front of her?
The leader of the black-robed men stretched out his hand to signal his subordinates to quiet down. He then looked at Song Qingshu and said, "We have always followed the rules of the martial world. We don't want to bully you because you have fewer people. How about this, since there are three of you now, we will each send out three people and have three matches. If you win, we will not say anything and directly stretch out our necks to be chopped off. If you lose, then we will forget about today's matter. What do you think? "
As soon as he said this, the other black-robed men immediately shouted, "Big brother, why are you talking about the rules of the martial world with them? Let's all swarm together. I don't believe he really has three heads and six arms."
"I have made up my mind. There is no need to say more." The leader of the black-robed men snorted coldly. He had always been extremely prestigious. Hearing him say so, although the others were a little disapproving, they all shut their mouths.
In fact, he also had his own difficulties. With the Qinggong Body Technique that the other party had displayed earlier, not only would it not be effective against him, but it would also be easy for him to use the other party's strength to fight back. His own people would hurt his own people, so it was better to fight him one on one. Maybe there would be an opportunity for him to take advantage of.
Song Qingshu sneered, "Your Excellency has a good plan, sending three people from each side while we have two girls on our side. One of them is a girl who doesn't know any martial arts and is a girl from a noble family who doesn't even have the strength to truss a chicken."
Wu Yun Zhu, who was at the side, immediately became anxious. She thought to herself, when she was young, she used to catch chickens for fun in the garden, how could she be so weak!
The leader of the black-clothed men replied in a deep voice, "If you are worried, you can accept all three battles."
"Fine, as you wish. Tell me, how do you want to compete?" Song Qingshu had misgivings that the enemy had too many people. Although he was not afraid of a tangled fight, Songgotu and Wu Yunzhu, father and daughter, would inevitably be in danger. If Ren Yingying was injured, he would regret it even more. Therefore, even though he knew the enemy did not have good intentions, he still agreed.
"Three battles, fist, palm, sword, and internal energy," the leader of the black-clothed men said in a deep voice. He thought about it carefully. The reason why the opponent's performance was so frightening just now was largely due to the opponent's qinggong. In terms of real martial arts, they were not necessarily weaker than the opponent.
"Very well, which one of you will go first?" Song Qingshu took a step forward with his hands behind his back. Obviously, he was planning to take all three battles by himself.
Ren Yingying was anxious; she hastily said, "Qianbei, it would be better if I take your place." She thought to herself, "Although this Qianbei's martial art skill is high, if he fought three battles in a row, it would be hard for him to avoid some mishap. If I take his place, I can relieve some of the pressure on him. In any case, with my martial art skill, as long as I don't encounter that leader, even if I don't win, I won't be defeated that easily. "
The leader of the black-clothed men signaled to the man next to him, "You go."
The man nodded and walked forward. Along the way, his fingers made a cracking sound. This group of people came from the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, and there were many experts among them. However, in terms of palm strength, he was recognized as the best among them. Years ago, he broke the heart meridian of a major sect's leader with a single palm strike, shocking the world.
When the opponent walked over, Song Qingshu appeared to be somewhat indifferent. It turned out that he was sighing inwardly. In this world's martial arts, other than swordsmanship, his knowledge was somewhat lacking. If Dongfang Muxue was here, even if the opponent deliberately hid his martial art skills, Dongfang Muxue would have already seen through these people's background. Song Qingshu, on the other hand, had to use these three battles to investigate the opponent's martial art style.
Seeing that Song Qingshu was a little absent-minded, the man couldn't help but be overjoyed. With a hideous smile, he pressed his palm towards Song Qingshu's chest. At the same time, a piercing sound was heard, the momentum was extremely terrifying.
Ren Yingying's expression suddenly changed. She exclaimed, "Pagoda-Bearing Hand! Be careful, Qianbei!"
Pagoda-Bearing Hand Ding Mian was one of the Thirteen Grand Guardians of the Song Mountain Sect. His martial art skills were only slightly inferior to the sect leader Zuo Lenchan. During the battle of Hengyang City, he broke Liu Zhengfeng's heart meridian with one palm strike. Later on, he hit Abbess Dingyi three steps back with another palm strike, causing blood to spurt out of her mouth. The strength of his palm strike was one of the best in the Five Mountains Sword Sect. If his opponent was not on guard, it was easy for him to suffer a great loss.
"Looks like you really are from the Song Mountain Sect." Song Qingshu didn't dodge, but raised his palm to meet the attack.
Seeing that the opponent didn't seem to be too concerned, Ding Mian was instantly overjoyed. He thought, "If you go all out, I might be afraid of you. But you're playing like this, aren't you courting death?"
Then, he increased his strength, intending to take advantage of the opponent's carelessness and severely injure him.
Seeing that Song Qingshu was being so careless, the man in black was also happy. Suddenly, he noticed that the edge of Song Qingshu's palm seemed to have a layer of crystal, and the surrounding light seemed to be slightly blurred and distorted. He couldn't help but be shocked. "Junior Martial Brother, be careful!"
Ding Mian didn't take it seriously. He thought, "Senior Martial Brother is too cautious. If I don't take this opportunity to severely injure him, I'll really waste this God-given opportunity."
However, when the two hands collided, the evil smile on Ding Mian's face immediately froze. Then, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He quickly retreated and looked at the opponent in shock. He bit his lips tightly and couldn't say anything.
"How is it?" The surrounding people noticed his abnormality and surrounded him. Someone accidentally touched his arm and immediately cried out, "Is his arm broken?"
The man in black hurried over and stretched out his hand to check Ding Mian's pulse. He only felt that his hand was soft and powerless. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Ding Mian's arm wasn't just broken, it was shattered inch by inch. From now on, his arm would probably be useless.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but stare at Song Qingshu and said with hatred, "Your Excellency, you're too ruthless."
Song Qingshu said indifferently, "If he had held back, he wouldn't have been injured so badly. He had bad intentions, so who can he blame?"
The man in black's expression kept changing. After a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "Fine, then I'll compete with you in the second round. We'll compete in inner force!"
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