259. Chapter 258 1
The person who came was Zhuge Wuwei, the prime minister of Tiansheng who had been to the scene of the martial arts competition before, and the moving woman who didn't know who her name was, all the people in the rivers and lakes stared at the strange woman, forgetting to think and forgetting to move their eyes, only to know that the person was so beautiful, they didn't know that there was such a beautiful woman in this world.
Until Zhuge Wuwei glanced at them lightly, took the beautiful woman next to him and sat down, and said jokingly: "I expected it to be like this, let you change back to the previous men's clothes, you don't want to, now it's okay, you see they are staring at you, where is there still the mind to compete." Then the people came to their senses.
But everyone's thinking seems to be a little chaotic, and it took a long time to recall the meaning of Zhuge Wuwei.
Switch back to the previous men's ...... Could it be that this girl is the same guy from last time? Is it that on the street, Zhuge Cheng believed in the childhood sweetheart Jinhua girl who swore to the sky that he would love his life?
Everyone was a little embarrassed in their hearts, although they did not witness it at the scene that day, but listening to the word of mouth of the local residents, they could basically imagine how shocking the scene that day was. The prime minister, who was once known for his elegance, actually killed the prince of Xiyue and his subordinates without leaving a single piece of armor, which is really unexpected.
Thinking of some other rumors they had heard from the people of Wuyi, the eyes of everyone staring at Zhuge Wuwei and Yun Jinghua gradually became deeper.
The prince of Helian said that this Jinhua girl is Mu Bangqing, the daughter of Mu Yanzhi, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, and the former fiancΓ©e of the prince of the dynasty, and he didn't know if Lu Dao was true or false.
Also, wasn't it rumored some time ago that Prime Minister Zhuge liked Bai Mulan, the girl of Yunshang Pavilion? Why is it that in just a few days, the person that Prime Minister Zhuge likes has become someone else, or is he a good friend who has known each other since childhood?
Where did that Mulan go? Is their news too sluggish? Or are those people in the capital too gossipy, and they like to make up nonsense with false rumors, and the rumors they hear are all false?
Or, these magnates in the court, the city government is too deep, what they see and hear is just him acting, and it is not true?
Among all of them, the most surprised was Shao Daikang, a disciple of the Jiuhua Sect who had been defeated by Yun Jinghua.
He stared at Yun Jinghua with a somewhat blank expression, as if looking for a resemblance between her and the young man, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't connect the two.
On the first-class seat in the center of the front of the ring, Gong Mingye's face was gloomy, his eyes were gloomy, and his eyes were gloomy in the direction of the two, and the people and things around him seemed to be shrouded in his dark aura, and there was an invisible black air pressure around him.
Mo Ziqian pursed his lips, his face and lips were a little pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, his body looked weak and had not fully recovered from his illness, and his eyes were a little gray.
Helian Zheng habitually squinted at his unique and sharp eagle eyes, and kept locking the two of them who could not be concealed since the light appeared, and the bottom of his eyes sparkled, as if he was calculating something.
"Still fighting?" The rough-looking man on the stage suddenly shouted angrily, as if he was a little angry that the people around him were so easily influenced. Although people are good-looking, they are not so intently staring at others, and the main task today is to compete, not to look at people.
"Don't beat Lao Tzu and go home!"
"Drink ......" someone gasped, as if he had just noticed the man on the stage.
The man was a burly man, with a bare upper body, his robe faded to his waist and tied in a knot that looked strong, his skin was dark and shiny, and his muscles were so red and exposed to the sun, and he looked so strong and powerful.
The man's appearance was as bold and rugged as his dress, his face was dark, and his eyes were as bright as amber, and he looked energetic. The chin has a scruffy beard, about the length of an adult's finger, and it hasn't been repaired for some time, and it looks like a wild man who has just come out of the deep mountains and old forests.
But it's not these that concern people the most, but the sledgehammer in the man's hand. The sledgehammer has no special shape, just an ordinary ball, but looking at the material of the sledgehammer, these insiders who walk the rivers and lakes can see that the weight of the sledgehammer is not light, and it is roughly estimated that it is not less than fifty catties.
A sledgehammer is fifty pounds, and two sledgehammers are a hundred pounds, who is this person who looks like a savage?
The person guarding opposite the "wild man" has also come back to his senses, and he is a disciple of the Kunshan faction, one of the eight major sects, and after saying sorry, the two quickly threw themselves into the competition.
"Whew!"
"Whew!"
Don't get me wrong, it's not the sound of someone exhaling, it's the sound of a sledgehammer swinging in the air.
With a wave, it breaks through the air, and it's amazing!
"Sonorous and sonorous......" his opponent raised his sword to block, and every time the weapon collided, there was a piercing metal impact, and each more block, the opponent's face became more and more ugly, and the arm holding the sword became more and more stiff.
Zhuge Wuwei casually glanced at the duel on the stage, and said in a leisurely tone: "It's a talent." β
Yun Jinghua glanced at the ring, glanced at his expression again, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What, are you interested in soliciting?" β
"Huh!" Zhuge Wuwei smiled happily, "You saw through it, how about it, what do you think of that person?" β
Yun Jinghua looked at the "wild man" carefully a few times, and nodded approvingly, "Kong Wu is powerful, his movements are flexible, and he is indeed a talent." If it is a war era, if anyone can have a general like him under his command, it can be described as a tiger with wings. β
The curvature of the corners of her mouth deepened uncontrollably, and Zhuge Wuwei thoughtfully sandwiched a specially prepared pastry into the small dish in front of her.
She did not shy away from the many eyes with different meanings around her, and calmly picked up the pastry with chopsticks and put it in her mouth. As she chewed, the thoughts in her head radiated like rays.
He has a grudge against the Gong father and son, he once said that he wanted to help her take revenge, and at the same time avenge himself, his life experience has too many doubts, and now he mentioned the matter of recruiting talents, although it seems to be a joke, how can he be a person who makes fun of this kind of thing easily?
Is he really planning to compete with the Gong family and his son? How many secrets does he still have in him? When the secret is revealed, how will his life experience shock her?
"Bang!" The floor of the ring was smashed by a sledgehammer, and Yun Jinghua was awakened by the sound.
"Bang!" Again, but this time it wasn't the floor that was smashed, it was the disciples of the Kunshan faction who were smashed.
His sword was in front of his chest, and the sledgehammer smashed into his sword, and his whole body was smashed out of the coffin.
There were several figures in the crowd who jumped up and caught his falling figure steadily, and they were his fellow disciples.
One of the juniors was angry, and angrily pointed at the 'wild man' on the stage. "Competition, competition, why do you hurt people?"
The 'wild man' had already put away the fierce sledgehammer in his hand, and there seemed to be a look of guilt in his eyes, "I'm really sorry, I was too excited to fight just now, and I can't stop it." β
"Why are you playing with that sledgehammer if you can't contain it? If you have the ability to play, you have to have the ability to play neatly, why do you use it if you don't have the ability to play it? I don't know if there will be a death? β
Some people around came out to persuade him, saying that the sword would inevitably hurt people without eyes, but the junior brother was so angry that no one could persuade him at all, and he had the posture of going to the stage to take revenge.
On the special and distinguished seat in the audience, Zhuge Wuwei suddenly patted Yun Jinghua's hand and said, "You sit first, and see that your husband goes up to show his hands." β
Yun Jinghua turned his head to look at him, slightly surprised. "You're going up?"
"Hmm." He smiled softly, "I want to have a few tricks with that bold son." β
Almost immediately, Yun Jinghua understood his intentions, how many moves did it take? He wanted to test the man's skills for himself to determine if there was any value in his command, right?
Looking at the people in the stands, and then at him beside him, Yun Jinghua calmly withdrew his hand and leaned back in the chair. "Go ahead, don't go too far."
It's too much to play, but there's nothing.
"Okay." Zhuge Wuwei replied meekly, and there was a doting in his eyes that could not be hidden.
As he thought, she understood him, and he didn't need to deliberately explain it. From today onwards, he will slowly show her his worldly realm, so that she can understand him thoroughly.
Turning around, Zhuge Wuwei stretched out his hand, "Aoba, sword." Aoba, who was standing aside, immediately borrowed a sword from nearby Moichi and respectfully handed it over.
Getting up, he jumped lightly and landed firmly on the ring, his clothes flying and shining brightly, like the gods of Asgard Palace. "Let Benxiang come to ask for a few tricks, and I hope that the son will give him advice."
The distance between the two was only six feet, and the 'wild man' finally had a chance to see his face clearly, and he couldn't help but be slightly surprised.
But it was only a moment of surprise, and the 'wild man' immediately regained his expression and said earnestly: "Prime Minister, in the next reckless man, I don't know the severity of the shot, I'm afraid of hurting you." It's better to get off the stage first, and you can fight with someone else. β
Zhuge Wuwei hooked his lips slightly, smiling gently and elegantly. "Childe, please stay, Childe really wants to have a good time, right?"
The 'Wildling' stopped turning and looked at him half-sideways, waiting for his next step.
"Coincidentally, Benxiang also wants to have a good time. This Xiang knows what you are worried about, and this Xiang hereby guarantees that if you hurt your own Xiang in the slightest, this Xiang will never hold you accountable, on the contrary, it will also give you a hundred acres of fertile land, how about an official position? β
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the banquet, and the two Gong He in the first-class seats narrowed their eyes at the same time, and the dark light in their eyes was terrifying.
Zhuge Wuwei only looked at the person six feet away, and said with a light smile: "How, are you willing to compare?" Or do you not dare to compare, for fear of losing too ugly? β
The 'wild man' narrowed his eyes, "Joke, who will be afraid of you?" Niu only asked, is what the Prime Minister said true? If Niu can really hurt you, are you really willing to give Niu a hundred acres of fertile land? β
"It's true, and it's true to what it says."
"Okay, let's compare, Prime Minister, please take it!" After the words fell, Niu Da lifted the sledgehammer in his hand and rushed towards Zhuge Wuwei, full of horsepower.
Before the sword was unsheathed, Zhuge Wuwei directly swung the scabbard to fight back, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them had already made more than ten moves.
Niu Da is an attacking and powerful opponent, although he is burly, his movements are very flexible, and every move has a jaw-dropping force, about this, after the first move, Zhuge Wuwei has found out, and he speculated that the reason why the Kunshan sect disciples just now lost so badly was probably because their arms were vibrated and lost the ability to fight back.
In the face of an opponent like Niu Da, it is difficult to bargain even for a person with profound skills, but for him, it is easy to win.