Wulin Mengzhu

Chapter 22 Hengshan Quick Sword
On the third day of the martial arts competition, the weather was sunny and sunny.

The martial arts contest has not officially started yet, and due to Yuan Bupo's return today, there are a total of six people who are qualified.Among them are Qiu and Xia Sheng from the Emei School, Ning Jingyu from the Taishan School, Jing Zhao from the Hengshan School, Lin Shijie and Yuan Bupo from the Huashan School.The entire Hengshan faction was wiped out.

The fact that two of the Emei factions were shortlisted this time has already attracted the attention of all the factions, but everyone also knew that with Yuan Bupo's return, this martial arts competition has become tasteless.

Su Xiaowu looked in Yuan Bupo's direction anxiously, only to see a modest and elegant smile on his face surrounded by the crowd.If she hadn't been sure that what happened last night was not a dream, she would never have believed that such a modest and gentlemanly person would have such a frivolous look on his face.

Are you two-faced?Su Xiaowu pursed her lips knowingly, after Yuan Bupo asked that sentence last night, she neither admitted nor denied, and the former did not pursue the question, the corners of her lips always had a shockingly clear smile that sent her away. Back to the residence of the Emei sect.

"Where did you go with my senior brother last night?" A savage voice scolded behind Su Xiaowu, successfully waking her up from her memories.

Looking back in astonishment, Su Xiaowu found a pretty beauty standing behind her at some point.The beauty is wearing a plain green swallowtail-shaped gown with folded and intersecting skirts and streamers, a white silk skirt underneath, a waist belt, black shiny hair, fair and tender skin, and a slender body. The well-proportioned figure, the bright and pure almond eyes under the beautiful and curved eyebrows are staring at Su Xiaowu with a little anger.

"Where did you go?" Su Xiaowu has already recognized that this person is Shang Juncheng's beloved daughter Shang Wenrong, could it be that she and Yuan Bupo were together last night, "Miss Shang, last night Xiao Wu lost my way and happened to meet Yuan Shaoxia, who kindly sent me back."

Shang Wenrong let out an "oh", apparently relieved, and then felt that it was too impolite for her to suddenly ask such an embarrassing question to the head of the school, and apologized in a low voice: "Sister Su, Wenrong is ignorant, Don't take it to heart." The voice was clear and comfortable, and it was irresistibly charming.

"How come, Junior Sister Shang is worried about Senior Brother." Su Xiaowu said with something in her words, not surprised to see the beauty in front of her blushing and then ran away.

Brothers and sisters, it is really a classic pairing.Su Xiaowu recalled Qu Xiaoming who faced the wall in Yunv Peak last night and waited for his junior sister to go, a funny smile appeared on his face.

"Where did you go last night?" Mr. Mu Yu appeared beside Su Xiaowu like a ghost, reeking of alcohol again.The latter frowned helplessly.I didn't see him all day yesterday, and I thought I had successfully gotten rid of his entanglement.

"Mr. Mu Yu, Xiao Wu feels that there is no need to report my every move to you, do you think so?" Su Xiaowu moved towards the Azure Dragon Arena where she will compete in Chao Zhiqiu. She will be there no matter what. Support the scene.

Mr. Mu Yu touched a nail that was neither soft nor hard, and he was not discouraged. He still followed behind her step by step, and said with a light smile: "Mu Yu is rude. Let me pretend that I didn't ask. But, please head Su Be careful in everything, after all, this is their territory."

Su Xiaowu frowned, could he be warning her?But you can't ask too much, the two have already arrived at the bottom of the Qinglong ring, and the place is already densely packed with people, only to see Xia Sheng waving at them from the right, obviously already occupying a seat.

Today there are only three competitions, so one after another will only be held in the Azure Dragon Arena.Su Xiaowu raised her head to look at the red list in front of her, and saw that the opponent on the above was Hengshan Jingzhao who had won against Emei Lufengling on the first day, and Xia Sheng's opponent was Lin Shijie from the Huashan School. The winner of this game will fight again tomorrow, and the winner will compete with the winner of today's Yuan Bupo and Taishan Ning Jingyu for the first place.

No matter from which angle you look at it, the treatment of Yuan Bupo is also very good.If he wins the first place in the end, there will only be two rallies in total, easy and easy.

In Su Xiaowu's wild thoughts, Zhiqiu had already stood on the ring, cupped his hands and said to Jing Zhao who was dressed in black: "Senior sister Jing Zhao, please give me some advice."

Jingzhao is a female nun who is over thirty years old, with a beautiful appearance, her complexion is slightly pale due to penance, and her willow eyebrows are erected with a serious look on her face.Moreover, he was very tall, almost comparable to ordinary men, holding a three-foot green sword, and exuding a cold aura all over his body.Compared to Zhiqiu, who was just repelling people and standing thousands of miles away, the aura of this Senior Sister Jingzhao was simply... the younger version of Miejue Shitai!
Su Xiaowu thought of the previous autumn's evaluation of Jingzhao, she might not be able to resist a sharp sword, and couldn't help worrying.

Hundreds of people under the arena were silent. It should be known that the annual martial arts tournament is actually an exchange of martial arts. On the surface, it is for male and female disciples to exchange friendship, but it is a martial arts tournament after all.Wen Wu is the first, and Wu Wu is the second. Every meeting can learn about the progress of other schools' martial arts. It would be a joke to say that no one cares about the ranking.

Zhiqiu slowly draws out the Qiushui sword, and respectfully uses a posture of "boy knocking on the door" with the Emei Thirteen Swords. The younger generation waits for the senior to teach the move, please follow it and attack first.

"Ding!" Jingzhao's long sword came out of its sheath, and like a bolt of lightning, it struck towards Zhiqiu swiftly and inexorably.Hengshan Kuaijian's static photo really deserves its reputation.Everyone in the audience felt that Jingzhao had merged with the sword in her hand and turned into a terrifying sharp sword, which was invincible to anyone who blocked it.

"The Wuyue Sword School has always focused on swordsmanship. The Huashan School pays attention to internal strength to control the sword, and the Hengshan School focuses on swordsmanship. The Taishan School encourages disciples to find new ways, and the Hengshan School is slightly inferior to other sects because of female swordsmanship, so their internal strength is slightly inferior to other schools. You have to work hard up and down. You know, the speed and smoothness of the sword, coupled with the exquisite swordsmanship, is really hard to resist." Mr. Mu Yu said slowly, during this period, the autumn and Jingzhao on the stage had already passed by quickly. After several moves quickly, the sound of gold and iron clashing continued to come.

Su Xiaowu couldn't take her eyes off her eyes, but after hearing that Mr. Mu Yu didn't continue talking, she turned her head and looked at it with some doubts.

"Well, Wudang and Emei are all about using softness to overcome strength. The one who is red is not the one who is broken by words and swords. It is like the end game of chess. Win or lose can be determined with one move. This competition, if the autumn of your faction is more difficult After two years of practice, I will definitely win, now..." Mr. Mu Yu continued lightly, ignoring Su Xiaowu's suspicious expression, and fell into silence.

Su Xiaowu curled her lips in dissatisfaction, seeing Jingzhao's posture, sister Zhiqiu was also in danger.It seems that the other party's progress in this year is clearly beyond Zhiqiu's expectations.If you lose, you lose. There is nothing to complain about if you are inferior to others.However, whether this guy Mu Yu can talk without saying the whole thing, just leaving out his own Songshan faction, really whets her appetite.

"Dang!" With a crisp sound, Qiu Shuijian was shot down to the ground.Zhiqiu's face darkened slightly, and then he immediately returned to his expressionless face. He cupped his hands again and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister Jingzhao, for your advice. Zhiqiu is willing to bow down."

(End of this chapter)