Looking at the challenge book on the desk, Wang Hao fell into deep thought.

Zhao Yuqing arched in his arms like a restless cat.

She glanced up at Wang Hao, blinked her eyes, and asked, "Is it the war book missing from the palace gate?"

Wang Hao nodded and responded: "Well, ask me to fight to the death in Xizi Lake in three days!"

After a slight pause, Zhao Yuqing opened his mouth and said, "The palace gate is the heir of the Sword Saint Palace Burial, are you sure to defeat him?"

Wang Hao thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "No, but ...... I'm not going to lose!"

Hearing Wang Hao's words, Zhao Yuqing's clear eyes rippled with a touch of complicated waves.

"Are you going to fight?"

Wang Hao raised his eyebrows and responded: "Go, why don't you go?" Since people have already made a move, then we have to take it!"

Zhao Yuqing's mouth opened, wanting to say something, but when the words came to her mouth, she felt that it was not appropriate, and swallowed it back.

Wang Hao seemed to see what Zhao Yuqing was thinking, pinched her face, and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine, I'll wait for you to give birth to a baby for me!"

Seeing that Wang Hao was teasing himself again, Zhao Yuqing's pretty face couldn't help blushing, and she said angrily: "I hate it, I know how to bully others!"

Seeing Zhao Yuqing's shy appearance, Wang Hao was overjoyed and pecked lightly on her fair forehead.

"I'm going to bully you!"

……

The news that Wang Hao, a leader in Chinese martial arts, and Dongying New Sword Saint Palace was short and fought a decisive battle at Xizi Lake immediately spread throughout China.

Even good people from Southeast Asia, as well as European and American countries, have also organized groups to join in the fun.

Nordic, among the ancient castles:

A cold woman with a veil is sitting in front of the vanity mirror.

She gently removed her veil, revealing a pretty face like white jade.

However, there is a shocking flaw on this piece of white jade.

The cold-eyed woman was none other than the Burning Sky Sect's Holy Maiden Bing Ji.

She reached out and stroked the sword marks on her face, and a cold chill flashed in her cold eyes.

"Wang Hao, I, Bing Ji, swear to the gods that I will personally kill you!"

At this moment, the eerie voice of the ghost swordsman suddenly came from outside the door.

"Holy Maiden, the latest news, Wang Hao's house and Dongying Palace are missing, and they are about to fight in Xizi Lake!"

Hearing this news, Bing Ji couldn't help but be stunned.

"Wang Hao and Gongmen are missing an appointment to fight in Xizi Lake?"

The ghost swordsman nodded heavily and replied, "Well, yes!"

"Holy Maiden, should we re-enter China?"

Bing Ji thought for a moment and said, "It's good to go and have a look!"

The ghost swordsman replied, "Okay, I'll prepare!"

After speaking, the ghost swordsman's eyes narrowed slightly, and a scorching flame burst out from it.

"Wang Hao, you don't want to die in the hands of the palace gate. I have already practiced the Wind Cross Slash, and the shame of the snow-capped mountain that day will definitely be returned by you twice!"

Speaking of excitement, he jerked his knife out of its sheath and slashed at a boulder on his left.

"Boom!"

The boulder, which was taking a nap, was split in half on the spot, and rubble and rubble were scattered all over the ground.

……

The water is shining and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.

If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, light makeup is always appropriate.

Su Dongbo's poem describes the beauty of the West Lake to the fullest.

At this time, it is the late spring period, and it is also the most beautiful season in the south of the Yangtze River.

And most of the beauty of Jiangnan is in the West Lake.

Spring dawn at Su Causeway, wind and lotus in Quyuan, autumn moon on Pinghu Lake, remnant snow on broken bridges, orioles in willow waves, fish viewing in Flower Port, sunset on Leifeng, evening bell in Nanping, moon printing in three pools...... The ten views of West Lake, no matter which scene, make people linger and marvel at the magic of nature.

Huo Linger, who was born and raised in the south of the Yangtze River, is naturally a treasure of the ten views of the West Lake.

She is playful by nature, and she is also very kind-hearted and helpful. As long as she has time, she will sneak out of her home and be a free tour guide for tourists from other places.

West Lake is still the same as before, but at this time, she has lost her previous mood.

Huo Linger stood under the broken bridge, looking at the Leifeng Pagoda in the distance, and there was a touch of bitterness in her clear eyes.

Today, this decisive battle will decide the fate of Wang Hao and Gong Menque, and also the fate of her Huo Ling'er.

At noon, inside and outside the West Lake, there was already a sea of people.

At this time, everyone is like a stone sculpture, and their eyes are on the sparkling lake.

Wang Hao and Gongmen are both geniuses of the younger generation in their respective countries.

The grandmaster walked on the heaven and earth, and practiced martial arts near the great lake. The duel between them can be described as a once-in-a-century encounter.

Perhaps, this battle will be as wonderful as the last century, Lin Canghai and the palace gate burial.

Such a wonderful decisive battle, martial arts people, naturally will not miss it. Even if you are far away in Africa, you have to fly back.

The snow at the West Gate, the Wentian at the South Palace, the Traceless in the East, and the Light Dance in the North Underworld, the young leaders of the four ancient martial arts families are also in the viewing team.

At that moment, there was a commotion ahead.

Immediately, I saw a man wearing a Dongying martial arts uniform, like a dragonfly touching water, stepping on the lake.

Seeing this scene, the girls who were watching exclaimed one after another.

"Wow, I'm not mistaken, he can actually fly on water?"

"How can people fly on water, they should be making movies, right?"

A well-behaved child of the rivers and lakes took their words and talked about them rhetorically.

"Cut, what is making a movie, people are flying in the air. If you are a cultivator, you will be able to open the mountain and break stones!"

"You don't know yet, eighty years ago, Dongying Sword Saint Palace was buried on the top of Yan Mountain, and there was a shocking battle with our Chinese martial arts master Lin Canghai. It is said that the entire Yanshan Mountain has been flattened in half!"

Hearing what he said, the girls all widened their eyes and their faces were full of disbelief.

Actually, it's no wonder. They have only seen such unbelievable scenes in martial arts and on TV. Now, suddenly, someone told them that these unbelievable things have happened in reality.

And its excitement is no less than that of TV. It's normal for them to be unacceptable for a while.

A girl from Hari, with a in her eyes, looked at the lack of palace gate in the center of the lake without blinking.

"Wow, so handsome, it's just my male god!"

"It's so handsome, more handsome than my long-legged Oba, I want to become a fan in the future!"

The disciple of the rivers and lakes, seeing that the topic of this group of girls had turned to Gongmen Que again, in order to attract their attention, he talked about the various legends of Gongmen Deficiency like a few treasures, and listened to this group of girls like drool, and he couldn't wait to give him a monkey immediately!

However, at this time, the palace gate was lacking, completely ignoring their existence.

In his eyes, Huo Linger is the only one!

He looked up at the sky, the blue sky, the white clouds, and the faint breeze, the mountains in the distance, the peach and willow green in the distance, it would be a wonderful day.

He firmly believes that:

As long as you defeat Wang Hao, you can become famous in the world!

As long as you defeat Wang Hao, you will be able to hold the beauty and enjoy the blessings of all people!

As long as you defeat Wang Hao, you can be recognized by the family and become the next helmsman of the family!

As long as he defeats Wang Hao, he will own the whole world. At that time, who would dare to underestimate his lack of palace gates?

……

PS: Xiaole wants to write this climactic plot well, but I always feel that it is a little bit worse, and I still don't have enough pen power, so I need to work hard!