Wu Buwei's heavy axe goes from left to right, and from right to left, and the action is done in one go. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info But when he made the move, Song Qingsong was already squatting back, and before the return move was fully used, he was restrained by Song Qingsong.

"Drink! Well played! The official soldiers in the audience were excited for a moment and couldn't help shouting.

I saw Song Qingsong using the handle of the knife as a point, and struck Wu Buwei's right wrist while leaning backwards. The position of a normal person's wrist is extremely fragile, even if it is such a strong figure as Wu Buwei, when he is only wearing cloth clothes and no wrist guards, he will instantly lose his balance of force when he is hit hard.

"Bang la la la!" The heavy axe spun and flew out of Wu Buwei's right hand and fell directly to the stage. Wu Buwei was taken aback, and then he was angry, and his right hand clenched his fist, and he instinctively wanted to smash it on the ground.

The fist wind was from top to bottom, and Song Qingsong flipped in the air from bottom to top, and easily dodged along the fist.

Then, landing, sweeping!

"Boom!" Everyone was shocked! Who would have thought that Song Qingsong's leg strength was so amazing, that he would directly sweep Wu Buwei, who was more than twice as strong as himself, to the ground.

Hearing the exclamations of the audience, Wu Buwei was annoyed and unconvinced, and he wanted to get up immediately with his palms on the ground.

With the sound of a knife "hum", Song Qingsong's lancet was only half an inch away from Wubu.

Wu Buwei broke out in a cold sweat at this moment, gritting his teeth and could only admit defeat.

"Papapapa......" There were bursts of applause from the audience, and this competition was really more exciting. Song Qingsong stood on the stage, clenched his fists and greeted everyone, then looked at the military, waiting for the next challenger.

On the main pedestal, General Song Yi's face was a little displeased, he snorted coldly, and explained: "It's a pity that my fierce generals are guarding the border, hmph, otherwise it wouldn't be the turn of this guy to show off his might." ”

He looked under the stands again and found that no one in the army dared to come to the stage to fight, and he was even more displeased.

"Lord Futai, who is in the audience? Could it be that he is a big man with a name and a surname in this Qingshui County? Song Yi leaned back on the Taishi's chair, turned his head sideways and asked Deng Xingwei.

Although it was an official victory, Deng Xingwei didn't know whether to laugh or be annoyed, and replied with an embarrassed expression: "Return to the general." This is the first guard under Pingyang Prefecture, Song Qingsong, who has been in Wutanhua, and his martial arts are indeed amazing. ”

"Oh? Such a capable person was only left in a small county town, and it seems that the people of Futai are not 'Bole', and they don't know 'good horses'. Song Yi was dissatisfied in his heart, and when he learned that the other party was an official guard, he pointed at the spearhead and mocked Deng Xingwei.

Deng Xingwei was already angry because he couldn't get Song Qingsong's assistance, and was ridiculed by Song Yi, who was a general, and felt even more embarrassed. But when he was on stage, he had nowhere to vent, so he could only stare viciously at Cheng Zhi under the side of the platform.

Although Cheng Zhi glanced at Deng Xingwei's unkind eyes, he didn't know it, so he just clapped his hands lightly and congratulated Song Qingsong.

"Listen to the soldiers of the Northern Army of Pingyang!" Song Yi really couldn't stand it anymore, and stood up and shouted to the audience: "Whoever can defeat this first guard in Pingyang Prefecture and hold the ring to compete with the guards of the three princes, I will recommend him to the Pingyang General Army as a battalion commander!" ”

There must really be brave men under the heavy reward, as soon as Song Yi announced this, the sergeants in the audience recommended themselves to compete on stage.

However, all the soldiers on the field, no matter what kind of weapons they hold and how burly they are, they can't withstand Song Qingsong's three rounds of offensive. After the defeat of the three or four people, the momentum on the side of the military was muted again.

"How can it be!" Song Yi squeezed the armrest of the Taishi chair tightly, and he was quite unhappy.

"Brother Huang, it seems that this little official guard is still a little interesting." Yuwen Ruo said with interest.

Yuwen Zhaoran didn't answer, but asked Mu Yuanzhi with a smile: "I don't know what the divine master thinks?" After all, this prince is a dragon clan, and he doesn't know much about the concept of the strength and weakness of the human race. ”

Dragons have a natural sense of superiority over themselves, and many people are used to this kind of self-proclaimed inquiry.

Mu Yuanzhi never opened his eyes from beginning to end, and when the prince asked, he only turned sideways slightly, and replied: "On martial arts, it's good." However, under the magic of the gods, they are all ants, so it is not worth talking about. ”

There are too few human races who can cultivate divine arts, so the great powers of divine arts are often the same as those of the dragon clan, and they are quite confident.

Just when there was a lot of discussion in the stands, the military finally sent a soldier.

"Huh? It's him? Cao Jinling had never spoken since the opening of the game, and when she saw the soldiers of the military coming to the stage, she whispered for the first time.

Mu Yuanzhi opened his eyes, a little less majestic as a divine master, and asked Cao Jinling curiously, "What, do you know?" ”

"Kong Lian. Looks like they had a fight with me. Cao Jinling recalled.

"Oh? Did you lose? Mu Yuanzhi asked jokingly.

"Master, how can an apprentice lose to a mortal!" Cao Jinling's face was slightly red, and she pouted.

Mu Yuanzhi shook his head, continued to close his eyes, and did not answer again.

But at this time, the audience has become more and more fierce, and Song Qingsong's reputation is not small, so naturally there are more people who are optimistic about him; However, the military has been continuously suppressed, and there is a sense of displeasure, and it is already extremely morale-boosting that someone can dare to go up and challenge.

"Sister Fan'er, look at this one, who can win?" Leng Qingsu doesn't know martial arts, but after a few competitions, he roughly understands that Song Qingsong's strength is not bad.

Chen Fan'er has been peeking at Cao Jinling on the main stage, and her mind is not too much on the battle, but she just replied ordinarily: "Miss, I don't know martial arts either, so I can't see who will win." ”

"Yo, I see you've been staring at the main stage, which prince have you taken a fancy to?" Leng Qingsu elbowed Chen Fan'er and asked with a smile.

Chen Fan'er just wanted to deny it, but heard Cheng Zhi cough a few times on the side, obviously telling the two to "be cautious".

Leng Qingsu immediately pretended to keep his mouth shut, but still looked at Chen Fan'er with a smile, because instead of responding, Chen Fan'er kept peeking at someone on the main stage.

Who is someone? Is it the three princes who are both virtuous and virtuous? Or the heroic and mighty Five Princes? Leng Qingsu guessed in her heart, but she couldn't guess that Chen Fan'er was staring at Cao Jinling.

"That night, my mother-in-law said that Cao Jinling was seriously injured, but it seems that she is really fine." Chen Fan'er remembered the simple chat with Granny Qin in the thatched hut that night, and she had a hunch that Granny Qin's disappearance must be related to Cao Jinling.

"Cao Jinling definitely can't beat her mother-in-law, is it the white-robed divine master who is sitting?" Chen Fan'er also understands the system of the temple, and has roughly heard Granny Qin say that the divine master is powerful, although she doesn't want to believe that Granny Qin will be captured by the divine master, but she will not rule out this possibility.

Just as Chen Fan'er's gaze shifted to Mu Yuanzhi's body, Mu Yuanzhi suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Chen Fan'er!

"Jin Ling, do you know the half-covered maid in the audience?" Mu Yuanzhi glanced at Chen Fan'er with his divine sense and confirmed that the other party was just a mortal. For a moment, though, I felt something disgusting staring at me.

Cao Jinling followed her gaze, her eyes narrowed slightly, as if she had thought of something.