My imagination has come true

Chapter 110 Performance
After talking a few gossips, Xue Peng glanced at the time and asked with a smile: "The opening ceremony has been going on for a long time, you guys don't want to patronize and have fun, whoever goes up to give us a sample of the young warriors in Yuncheng."

None of the young heroes who were full of Jianghu were willing to move.

You look at me, I look at you, Si Yan sighed: "Why do you have to play this trick?"

Xue Peng was helpless: "Most of the participating children are newcomers, and many of them are participating in the competition for the first time. Of course, there should be a role model for them to take a look at and see what a real master looks like."

Si Yan smiled: "When I was seven years old, I saw it and knew that what you did was coaxing children."

Except for Mu Qingyun, everyone here is a well-known figure, who often goes to various martial arts competitions.

Let’s just talk about Su Hang, he’s not too early to get started, but for a period of time he can catch up to three venues a day, and the things to do in each venue are pretty much the same.

Anyway, it's about going on stage to show a superior demeanor, and pretend to fight with various people.

That's right, it's usually a fake hit.

Either defeat those youngsters gently, or have an exhibition match with the old-timers, the audience's eyes are shining, they are simply boring as hell.

You have to take it easy when you are young, just like caring for seedlings, you can't let it go through wind and rain, and you can't let it blow wildly.

When beating old seniors, we must respect them, and the means should not be too soft, which would be embarrassing, nor too hard, as it is easy to cause accidents.

It's annoying anyway.

Su Hang lowered his head and snapped his fingers to play. After the days when he was curious about everything and had a particularly high enthusiasm, he was no longer interested in these various activities.

Others are about the same.

Xue Peng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "This time it's the two of you who play by yourself, just as a practice match, how easy it is, hurry up!"

Everyone looked at each other, since they are here, they still have to save face.

Si Yan pouted and said: "Miss Qingqing should still be in the fresh stage, so how about just Miss Qingqing?"

Mu Qingyun raised his eyebrows: "Yes, although I don't think it's very new."

"As for the other one, rock, scissors, and paper?"

Okay.

After three rounds of fighting, Yun Duo'er won the election.

Unwilling to get up, Yun Duo'er dragged Mu Qingyun to change her clothes.

A makeup artist also came over to put on makeup for the two of them, then got up and followed Xue Peng to the stadium ahead.

As soon as he entered from the backstage, Mu Qingyun couldn't help being surprised—so there are so many martial arts enthusiasts in Yuncheng?
The oval grandstands in three directions of the stadium are already full of spectators.

There are more than a thousand people!
Yun Duo'er whispered: "The ticket price is very expensive. The VIP seats in the first two rows cost 20 taels of silver, and the seats and standing tickets at the back cost one tael of silver."

"And almost no tickets are given to relatives and friends. Contestants who want to bring relatives and friends have to buy tickets by themselves."

Mu Qingyun immediately understood.

It seems that the commercial nature of this martial arts competition is stronger.

No wonder she found that the sound and light special effects on this stage were excellent as soon as she entered the door.

In this era, few people in foreign countries can design stage effects.

Together with the opening dance, Mu Qingyun immediately relaxed, finding a kind of leisure and ease like watching a live concert.

Yun Duo'er blinked, and asked in a low voice: "Miss in the lead, is it because she hasn't practiced her basic skills well?"

Otherwise, why would the soles of her feet be floating, the bottom of the body unstable, and a bunch of useless movements, and what's even more strange is that she used steel wires to show off her lightness skills!

Is the steel wire a new type of weapon developed?
Mu Qingyun sighed, and patted Yun Duo'er's little head: "Forget it, it's not a bad thing to keep such a natural little head like yours."

On stage, the master of ceremonies was holding the microphone, with tears in his eyes and blood boiling.

"...Whether the winner or the loser today is a hero, everyone who stands here must have dreams and hopes, and will soon embark on this bright road to the pinnacle of martial arts."

"You guys set sail here, please take a good look at your opponents, maybe ten years later, or even five years later, they will be your comrades-in-arms, and they will fight together on the highest stage of warriors in the entire Sky Blue Continent."

"At that time, when I think back to this moment, I hope all the gentlemen can smile knowingly, without any regrets..."

Countless spectators in the stands stared at each other, and many of them made the emcee's words fill their eyes with tears.

Right in the middle of the third row.

Sun Yuzhi smiled, looked down at Zhang Xiuxiu beside her, and said in a low voice, "The Yuncheng Youth Martial Arts Competition ranks quite high in all kinds of youth martial arts competitions across the country, and it has a lot of gold."

"My cousin originally wanted to participate, but she didn't come because she was looking for a breakthrough recently, but a cousin of mine participated.

"My cousin is different from me. I am more literary. He loves martial arts. He is very good at martial arts and has a stubborn temper. He insists on participating in the competition."

"Actually, our family doesn't want him to participate in this kind of competition. Compared with other young contestants, he is not at the same level."

Zhang Xiuxiu nodded seriously: "That's why you shouldn't let Brother Ling come over to bully people."

"Just now I saw the promotional poster at the entrance. The main purpose of our competition in Yuncheng is to encourage young warriors. If they lose confidence after being hit, that's not good."

Sun Yuzhi sighed softly: "I just hope that my unlucky brother can relax for a while."

The master of ceremonies was still eloquent on stage, and praised all the contestants present before taking a sip of water and proceeding to the next step.

"Now we invite young martial artists, Ms. Zhang Qingqing and Ms. Yun Duo'er, to come on stage."

Sun Yuzhi was startled.

Zhang Xiuxiu felt uneasy and helpless, why is there Zhang Qingqing everywhere?
She didn't have any objections to this silly younger sister in the family before, and she didn't plan to have a deep relationship anyway, so she just made do with it.

But recently, whenever Zhang Qingqing appeared in front of Sun Gongzi, she was terrified.

Sure enough, another layer of ice formed on Sun Yuzhi's face.

The master of ceremonies on the stage did not care about the mood of a certain audience in the audience, and praised Mu Qingyun sincerely.

What is the champion of Anbang Dingguo Competition, the leader among contemporary young martial artists, the future hope of the martial arts circle in Ming Dynasty, the treasure in the heart of Sword God, etc., etc., etc.

There were suppressed cheers from the audience.

All the players' eyes lit up.

Zhang Xiuxiu felt that if he kept blowing on the stage, Mr. Sun would turn into a big-bellied toad.

The master of ceremonies played for a long time, probably at the end of his words, and finally got to the point: "Now we invite Zhang Qingqing and Yun Duoer to bring us a wonderful duel as the end of this opening ceremony."

The cheers suddenly rose.

Mu Qingyun winked at Yun Duo'er, and the two of them jumped into the air, headed straight for the auditorium, and quickly fought for more than a dozen rounds in the air above the auditorium.

Dazed killed a circle above the auditorium before returning to the stage.

Yun Duo'er's gun was as fast as a thunderbolt.

Mu Qingyun's sword floated like a tidbit.

One is hard, the other is soft, the effect of fighting is simply beautiful.

The full audience all raised their heads, felt the shadow of swords and swords close at hand, held their breath for a while, and many of them flushed from holding back. When the two returned to the stage, there was a burst of deafening applause.

(End of this chapter)