When Song Qingshu returned to his seat, he saw Zhou Zhiruo looking at him with a smile, his face couldn't help but be hot, and he asked weakly, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Zhiruo looked strange: "Someone once swore that he had nothing to do with this He girl. ”

Song Qingshu said embarrassedly: "I really have nothing to do with her." ”

Except that once played a friendship cannon...... Song Qingshu added psychologically.

"Are you blind to me," Zhou Zhiruo snorted, "You guys are so tired and crooked on stage, if you say that nothing has happened, no one will believe it." ”

Song Qingshu was extremely depressed, it was not easy to explain to her that he was forced by the other party when he was not successful in martial arts, firstly, no one believed it, and secondly, even if they were willing to believe it, he couldn't afford to lose that face.

"Zhiruo, who do you say will win between this Jinyang hero and that iron-headed monster. Song Qingshu Gu hurriedly said something else.

When You Tanzhi took the stage, it was obvious that the shape of the iron head made everyone in the audience take a breath of cool air, but when they thought that he was from the Xingzhu Sect, how strange it was, they were relieved.

Song Qingshu looked at You Tanzhi's appearance, and subconsciously thought of Ah Zi, the last time he went to the Water Pavilion, Ah Zhu didn't seem to have met Xiao Feng yet, Ah Zi naturally had no reason to follow Xiao Feng, so where did You Tanzhi's iron head come from? How did he become a member of the Star Gate?

If it hadn't happened, then Ah Zi would have been in the Nakshatra Sect now, and the tragedy of You Tanzhi wouldn't have touched her again, and she would have devoted herself to the Nakshatra Sect, right?

Song Qingshu couldn't help but touch his nose, on the miserable Cheng dù of the characters in the original book, this You Tanzhi is still above Song Qingshu, second only to Lin Pingzhi.

In the original work, Song Qingshu was just opened with a brainless aura, and a narrow aura...... The dignified Wudang young head wanted to find his favorite Zhou Zhiruo, but he inexplicably became a female disciple of Emei who peeped in the middle of the night, and happened to be discovered by the seventh uncle Mo Shenggu...... What a bad luck.

But compared with the two of You Tanzhi Lin Pingzhi, this is really nothing, obviously their lives have been rough and miserable, Lao Jin just named them Tanzhi, Pingzhi, it's really a bad taste.

When Song Qingshu was thinking nonsense, Zhou Zhiruo had already begun to judge according to the battle situation on the field: "Jinyang Daxia has been famous for many years, and his contribution to the mixed yuan cannot be underestimated, that iron-headed man is unknown in the rivers and lakes, but he is just a disciple of the Xingzhu faction, even if Ding Chunqiu personally goes out to face Xiao Banhe, if he doesn't use poison, he may not be able to win, let alone one of his disciples." ”

Song Qingshu said with a smile: "Why don't we make a bet, I'll bet that the iron-headed man wins." "He has fought with Xiao Banhe, and the other party's mixed yuan skill is indeed good, but compared with the mutated true qi of You Tan's Ice Silkworm and Yi Jin Sutra, it is inevitably a little insufficient, after all, in the original book, even Xiao Feng's kind of battle maniac was suppressed by You Tanzhi's cold and poisonous true qi.

Zhou Zhiruo glanced at the stage a few more times, and shook her head slightly: "That iron-headed man's fist and foot kung fu is too shallow, and he is not much stronger than the average Emei disciple, how can he win?"

Song Qingshu showed a fox-like smile: "Since you are willing to gamble, then let's set up a lottery." ”

"What color head?" Zhou Zhiruo asked curiously.

"Just bet on a kiss," Song Qingshu said in a low voice, "You win, I'll kiss you, I win, you kiss me." ”

"Phew!" Zhou Zhiruo took a sip, "Isn't it cheap for you to win or lose?"

"Then you don't bet on it. Song Qingshu looked at Zhou Zhiruo's side face at this time, the skin on his face was as crystal as jade, and he couldn't help but want to go up and take a bite...... Phew, why did I think to gnaw on that word?

"Okay, I'm betting. Song Qingshu originally thought that with Zhou Zhiruo's temperament, she would definitely not take care of herself, but who knew that the corners of her lips were upturned in a beautiful arc, and she actually agreed.

Song Qingshu was slightly stunned and then a burst of joy welled up in his heart, and he hurriedly looked back at the situation in the ring, it was up to the two of them to win or lose, just begging them to finish the fight quickly.

Zhou Zhiruo suddenly sighed lightly, and looked at the stage with a puzzled expression: "What is Xiao Banhe afraid of, why don't you dare to get within a foot of that iron-headed man?"

In her eyes, the iron-headed man's moves were full of flaws, and he could be subdued with a few moves, but who knew that several times it was Xiao Banhe's hand that slowed down halfway through, and the other party reacted and missed the opportunity.

There were not a few people who had this doubt in the field, and Guo Fu, who was not far away, also pulled Huang Rong and asked: "Mother, that iron-headed monster can't even compare to me in martial arts, why can't that Jinyang hero win for so long, and he is still as famous as my father." Guo Fu wrinkled her nose, obviously extremely dissatisfied.

Song Qingshu secretly praised, although this Miss Guo has a bad temper, she has inherited her mother's appearance, and she is really beautiful.

Noticing Song Qingshu's gaze, Guo Fu couldn't help but glare back at him, obviously still haunted by his previous rudeness.

"This girl, after seeing my martial arts, dare to stare at me like this, should I say that the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, or is it that the chest is brainless?"

Song Qingshu smiled dumbly, and it happened that Zhou Zhiruo was also wondering about this question, so he deliberately raised his voice a little and explained to the two:

"Although the iron-headed man has poor fist and foot skills, his internal strength is extremely strange. is not only majestic and treacherous, but also mixed with extremely cold poison, every time Xiao Daxia makes a pair of moves with him, his cold poison true qi takes the opportunity to invade the meridians in his hands, and the moves naturally stagnate a lot. Hehe, I didn't see it, You Tanzhi's icy true qi also has the effect of a sluggish aura. ”

Although he couldn't understand the last sentence, the previous explanations were very detailed, Huang Rong nodded slightly when she heard it, and was secretly shocked in her heart: "At such a distance, he actually saw the true qi of the two people on the stage clearly, how high is his martial arts?"

Mother and daughter connected hearts, as if in order to solve Huang Rong's doubts, Guo Fu couldn't help but pout: "It's made up, how can you know from such a distance." ”

Who knew that as soon as her words fell, Tanzhi on the stage suddenly began to counterattack, and hit out with a powerful move, Xiao Banhe dodged in panic, and his palm hit a flagpole on the edge of the ring, and the flagpole that was still fluttering in the wind was dyed with a layer of frost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it didn't take long for even the flying flags to be frozen up.

The flag moved from movement to stillness in an instant, and the absurd sense of contradiction made everyone in the audience breathe, and then there was an uproar and discussions.

In the competition between Xiao Ban and You Tanzhi just now, except for a few top masters who could see the problem, most people actually thought about it in their hearts about the same as Guo Fu, and they all felt that this Jinyang hero was a little unworthy of his name, and he won more than him when he went up.

Guo Fu stuck out his tongue in fear, looked back, and found that Song Qingshu was staring at him with a smile, and his face couldn't help but be hot: "Hmph, what is there to be proud of when a blind cat meets a dead mouse." ”R1058