Shen Nishang raised her eyes and looked at it, but she was not stunned. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the middle of the ring, a young man in a black power suit stood on the left side, facing the young man in a white power suit opposite.

It was clear that two young men were standing on the stage, but everyone's eyes were all gathered on the left side.

Mu Qing at this moment is really outstanding!

At this time, it was nearly noon, and the sun was at its brightest day, even if it was not a close distance, it was enough for everyone to see the complexion and appearance of the young man on the stage.

A high-quality pure black silk tight-fitting suit not only outlines a long curve with a strong sense of beauty and strength, but also looks like a flawless white jade with delicate eyebrows against the backdrop of this black dress!

There was a moment of inexplicable silence in the field, which invisibly amplified the sound of the two sides of the ring fighting in this instant, and after a quiet breath, when the noise of the surrounding stands started again, it was even more noisy than before it was quiet.

Don't talk about others, even Shen Nisheng, who is used to seeing Mu Qingqing, has a moment of stunnedness, let alone Yuchun, who is unwillingly holding Shen Nisheng's arm.

I saw Yuchun staring at the ring with bright eyes, his face full of uncontrollable excitement to explain, and he kept repeating in low exclamation: "Miss...... Young Master Mu!

Compared with Yuchun, and even the Huaichun girls in the surrounding stands, Shen Nishang was the one who returned to normal the fastest, and after smiling speechlessly, she patted Yuchun's hand that grabbed her arm helplessly: "Don't worry...... I recognize. ”

Yuchun turned his head to look, and immediately let go of his hand: "...... Miss. ”

"Nothing. Shen Nishang smiled disapprerovingly, and raised her chin slightly in the direction of the ring, "It's started, don't look at it yet." ”

Yun Chun's gaze immediately turned direction!

The first to launch the offensive was the young master of the Song family who made the sword on the right.

This young master of the Song family is two years older than Mu Qing but nearly half a head shorter than Mu Qing, so this young master Song with handsome facial features was also invisibly weakened a lot of momentum when he appeared with Mu Qing just now.

People who practice martial arts have a keen sense, and they probably also noticed that Fang Cai's appearance was overshadowed in an instant, and then he saw that Mu Qing actually went on the field with his bare hands, even if he knew that the other party was the son of the eldest princess, and his identity was much higher than his own, but the anger in his heart immediately arose.

This young master of the side branch Song was originally waiting for Mu Qing to attack first, but after waiting for a long time, he saw that although Mu Qing had no arrogance on his face, his body was as stable as Mount Tai, and he only looked at himself with a pair of crystal peach blossom eyes that were too beautiful to speak, and the seven points of anger brought by the fact that the limelight was overshadowed and the other party's bare hands on the field instantly rose and became nine points!

In the eyes of outsiders, I saw that this Young Master Song's face sank coldly, and the next moment, the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand stepped forward with his body, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the middle point of Mu Qingqian's chest!

The Jizhong acupoint is one of the thirty-six death points in the human body, even if Mu Qing has just broken through the fourth layer, such a move will not be stabbed no matter what, but Young Master Song's move has also attracted a lot of discussion around him.

The original meaning of the competition in the ring of such a martial arts meeting is the word "competition".

It is the primary purpose to meet friends with martial arts, benefit each other, and keep etiquette at bay.

On such occasions, not only is it strictly forbidden to kill each other, but there is also an unwritten convention, that is, the first move is rarely killed.

There was no lack of disdain in the whispers, especially the young ladies of each family were emotionally exposed, while those young men who had been practicing martial arts for a long time and the male elders of each family showed a little deep meaning on their faces.

Young Master Song seems to be the first to take the lead, but he has already lost his calm before the move comes out, just by virtue of this, in the eyes of the insider, this Young Master Song has already lost the first place.

Sure enough, the changes in the field were not unexpected by these insiders.

Young Master Song attacked more than ten moves in a row and didn't even touch a corner of Mu Qing's clothes, Mu Qing didn't return a move, only with his strange body style to dodge all over the field, it seemed to be suppressed by Young Master Song's offensive, but a little knowledgeable can see that compared to the terrifying momentum in Young Master Song's fierce offensive, Mu Qing's expression has not changed at all since he came on the field, except for his eyes becoming more and more shocked, he seems to be much more calm.

Not to mention, seeing that the route of the two of them was gradually approaching the direction of the west edge of the inner side, there was an inexplicable smile on his face that was more spicy and meticulous in his eyes.

"Why does Young Master Mu always hide?" Yuchun, who had always been thoughtful, wondered in a low voice.

Shen Nishang smiled on her lips, and spat out the two words very softly: "Immediately." ”

Yuchun was stunned for a moment, his mouth was half open and he didn't ask, as soon as Shen Nishang's voice fell, he saw Mu Qing, who had already stood on the edge of the ring, suddenly turned his fingers into a hook and faced Young Master Song's right hand holding the sword, as if he wanted to grab the blade empty-handed, Young Master Song instinctively flashed to the right, but the next moment, he realized that something was wrong, but the body technique was already old, Mu Qing snatched the sword is a false move, while his body dodged, Mu Qing had already ghostly wrapped around his left side, and at the same time, his palms were also quickly imprinted on his left shoulder like the wind, and the next moment, everyone saw that Young Master Song who was pushed out of the ring was a beautiful one in the airAfter the "harrier turned over", it fell under the ring!

There was silence on the sidelines for a few breaths!

Even Young Master Song, who had landed beautifully and was unscathed, seemed to be a little dazed at this time, and it seemed that he couldn't believe that Mu Qing only shot back at him for half a move after dodging him dozens of moves in a row, and just by relying on this half move, he knocked him out of the ring!

In this competition, in addition to Mu Qing's weird and fast footwork, he didn't even see Mu Qing's real martial arts routines, and he was already defeated!

There are three ways to judge the victory or defeat of the martial arts meeting.

First, admit defeat for one of the parties.

Second, the three high-ranking warriors sent by the royal family to adjudicate and judge each other are adjudicated, which is usually rare in critical moments.

Third, one of the two sides of the fight was kicked out of the ring.

Of these three ways, the most common is the third.

Apart from the silence of these few breaths, there was no applause and cheers on the sidelines.

It's not that no one appreciates it, but it's only the first day, and there are three simultaneous competitions in the ring, which is customary and out of respect, and the other two can't be affected by the competition in one place.

But the silence of these few breaths is enough to prove it.

The high-ranking martial artist of the royal family on the high platform next to him had already announced the results of the competition.

Young Master Song was stunned for a moment at the beginning of the year, and quickly hung his head and left.

Except for a little gloom, there was no look of anger on his face when he was on stage earlier.

Yuchun's eyes were round, and his half-open mouth hadn't been withdrawn yet, in fact, he had only been talking for a long time, and the real change was only in the blink of an eye. In other words, almost at the moment when Shen Nisheng's words fell, the results of the competition also appeared at the same time.

Yuchun's gaze didn't recover until Mu Qing jumped out of the ring, and it was still a little incredulous when his gaze turned back, his eyes blinked a few times, and his face was full of admiration, and he didn't know whether it was because of Mu Qing's simple and beautiful victory, or because Shen Nisheng's eyes were like torches, and things were like gods.

Yuchun looked at Shen Nishang and blinked several times, just when Shen Nishang thought she would say something in amazement, her eyes were bright, and she whispered in surprise, "Miss, let's bet 10,000 taels - how much silver can we win?"

Shen Nishang choked suddenly, and suddenly lost her laughter.

When Mu Qing reappeared on the sidelines, he had already changed into a silver tunic shirt, a little less sassy and more luxurious and handsome, but it was just as eye-catching.

He strode towards this direction, and a new set of competitions in the ring began, but there were not a few eyes on the sidelines, both in the stands and in the sheds, following his pace.

Especially the young ladies, whether they have seen it before or the first time they have seen it today, most of their eyes follow intentionally or unintentionally, and in that one by one, there are five points of appreciation, three points of novelty, and two points of different subtlety.

Ling Zhen ran out of the Ling family's watch shed with the corner of her skirt, her delicate face was full of smiles, she couldn't wait for Mu Qing to approach, she was already excited to greet her: "Brother Mu-"

Mu Qing was blocked by Ling Zhen, he was stunned for a moment, and only after looking at it did he recognize Ling Zhen's identity, and then looked at Ling Fei, who was standing with Ling Yang and Ling Yue and several Ling family disciples a few steps away in front of him, Ling Fei was holding his arms and raising his eyebrows at him and smiling.

Noticing that there were many eyes around him looking at him, Mu Qing was a little uncomfortable: "Miss Ling." ”

"It's good for Brother Mu to call me by my name, otherwise it will be the same as Brother Jiu to call Xiao Seventeen. Ling Zhen smiled brightly and innocently, and looked at Mu Qing with a pair of bright eyes, and said excitedly, "I will definitely be able to win Brother Mu! Brother Mu will really win! Brother Mu, you are so powerful, you are so powerful, you are so powerful in throwing pots, and your martial arts are also so powerful!"

No matter in his past or present life, Mu Qing rarely interacts with women, whether it is facing Jian Huixin, who is dignified and generous with "Cousin Mu", or Ling Zhen, who keeps saying "Brother Mu" in front of him, Mu Qing only feels uncomfortable.

Ling Zhen's eyes full of joy and worship did not make Mu Qing feel half enjoyment, but because he was faintly aware of more eyes looking at this side, in addition to the original uncomfortable, he also gave birth to a bit of troublesome mentality, but Ling Zhen was close to Ling Fei in the end, Mu Qing was wary of Ling Zhen's physical contact on the one hand, and on the other hand, he was afraid of the public and it was not easy to show the intention of avoiding too obviously, and in desperation, he could only slap his eyes at Ling Fei in front of him and ask for help.

Ling Fei knows Ling Zhen, although Ling Zhen is younger and has a simple temperament, it is not that he can't watch any scenes.

On such an occasion, Ling Fei knew that Ling Zhen would not get carried away with Mu Qing as he did on the day of Enhou Mansion, and after receiving Mu Qing's eyes asking for help, he watched the excitement for a while, and then walked lazily.

"Seventeen, the sun is fierce at this time, hurry back. Ling Fei patted Ling Zhen on the shoulder and relieved Mu Qing.

Ling Zhen loves beauty the most, but after hearing this, even if she is still a little reluctant, she can't resist the worry of her skin being tanned, so she hurriedly turned around and quickly hid back in the studio.

Several noble ladies who were originally going to follow Ling Zhen also stopped when they saw this, and Mu Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Ling Fei raised his eyebrows meaningfully, and raised his hand to strike at Mu Qing's shoulder socket: "This is the limelight today...... That's a big deal!"

Mu Qingjun's face flushed slightly, and he didn't dodge, he received Ling Fei's empty punch, and said in a low but serious voice: "It's not for showmanship." ”

Ling Fei naturally understood what Mu Qing meant.

The less people know about his martial arts path, the more chances they have of winning by surprise.

Ling Fei hooked his lips and didn't say much: "This should be the end of today, let's go, follow me to meet someone." ”

The first day is the most crowded, and there is usually only one competition.

Mu Qing readily agreed.

The two of them went back to the place where Ling Fei was, and at this moment, in addition to the several children of the Ling family including the Ling Yang and Ling Yue brothers earlier, there were also seven or eight children who were closer to each other.

Those who can get close to one place are naturally people who are willing to make friends, even if they have the intention of inquiring and all kinds of speculations in secret, but at least on the surface, under Ling Fei's recommendation, the people are still very enthusiastic quickly.

Of course, Ling Yue's self is not included in it.

But even Ling Yue knew the balance in such an occasion, although his face was a little colder, he didn't deliberately reveal any actions that ruined the atmosphere.

Everyone is young, the youngest is sixteen or seventeen years old, and the oldest is only twenty-four or five. In addition to the six or seven cousins of the Kailing family, there were three or four other children of the family.

One of them is the maiden nephew of the Ning family, Mrs. Enhou, compared to others, the relationship with Ling Fei is closer, and the speech is more unrestrained, after some compliments, he glanced at the direction of the Song family with his residual eyes, and asked Mu Qing in a low voice: "Brother Mu, if you are sure of the third child of the Song family?"

Mu Qing smiled, shook his head, and did not speak.

Ling Fei happened to be standing between this Young Master Ning and Mu Qing, and when he heard this, he slammed his elbow into the other party's waist, and glanced lazily: "Just your noise, are you very familiar with you?"

This Young Master Ning is also a familiar person, his figure flashed, and after dodging Ling Fei's smash, he reached out and grabbed Ling Fei's shoulder, and said with a hippie smile: "Cousin, who are we with whom? Isn't your brother my cousin my brother? Since they are brothers, they naturally have to care a little more." Besides, a few of our brothers saw it earlier, and the third elder of the Song family said cruel things to Brother Mu. ”

Ling Fei hooked his lips and glanced at him, but he didn't make a sound.

"Brother Mu, why are you not familiar with the realm when you first came here, don't misunderstand, there is no other meaning to be a brother. Young Master Ning looked at Mu Qing again and said in a low voice, "This Song Laosan is really not easy to deal with, not to mention his small eyes, and his hands are also spicy." Qi Wu broke through the fourth layer this year, because he didn't even dare to go on the field, if it was really right, you had to have a number in your heart. ”

Young Master Ning's words can be regarded as deliberately selling Mu Qing without a trace.

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Qiqi's words: The child is not feeling well, and he is really busy these days~ There are indeed a lot of things to prepare for the New Year, but Qiqi will try his best to keep it updated, but the addition of the arrears can only be returned after the year, I hope you don't be surprised~ Everyone has read the message, and the mood is very complicated, but there are a lot of touches~ To be honest, the mood is really not too good after posting, and I often wonder if I am not confident, and I feel that I am not out and not suitable for today's online world~Sometimes I feel that there is a gap between my age and my current readers, and sometimes I ask myself, knowing that most readers like those articles that are cool enough and straightforward enough, whether it is dog blood or thunder, as long as it can be sold for money, why not write it? But every time I ask my heart, I still can't do it. But every time I see the results and see the recommendations of others, I will fall into the cycle of unconfidence and discomfort. Even if you write a book, you may still want to write the story you want to write. At that time, the reality of the situation kept hitting me and I was entangled. Until chatting with Jiuyou that day, Jiuyou suddenly said, "I write my heart by hand...... Suddenly, I was empowered. I said, "Do you remember?" This is an announcement I wrote by hand on the page when I wrote my first book -- I wrote my heart by hand.

What do you want to get by writing an article? Qiqi is also a layman, and he naturally wants to have fame and fortune, and he wants to ~ and he also wants to get more rewards for his hard work~ But he has to go against his own intention and heart, even if he gets it, will he be satisfied? No, I know myself very well. Even then, I'm afraid there is still a vacant place in my heart~~

So what do you want to do? I figured it out. I hope not to go against my three views, not to go against my conscience, not to go against my heart, to tell such a story, even if it does not conform to the current trend, not so many people have the patience to see, I at least follow my heart and will.

I can't control others, but in this heart, if I even give up on myself, then am I still myself?

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So, don't copy, don't brush, don't follow the crowd, show yourself truly, just write such a story and share it with the people you like~~

The world is so big, why worry about the road ahead without a confidant.

It's going to be a long story, and the story I like should be like an onion, slowly unfolding one by one, with feelings on every layer, or like water, showing streams, rivers, rivers, pools, lakes, and seas...... A different look. This is an expectation of myself, and I don't know if I can do my best, but I hope that after reading Wenwen's relatives, I can leave this feeling and not forget it.

Relatives continue to encourage Qiqi, Qiqi can endure loneliness, but I am really afraid of loneliness~ Every silent code night, thinking of everyone's warmth, can we have the strength to walk on the long road~~~