"You ......"

Seeing that this young man who suddenly broke into the ring had easily blocked her sword with his sword to kill Han Fulong, at the last moment, Zhao Yingluo could clearly feel it.

That kind of sense of crisis that I have opened the door at this time.

She knew that if this sword went any further, it would collide with the sword in the hand of the young man who suddenly came to power.

With a heartbeat, she gritted her teeth and abandoned the sword, and fell directly to the ground.

However, as soon as she reached the ground, she already regretted it.

Due to the speed of the impact, it is now rolling continuously and cannot be stopped, and it looks like it is about to fall under the ring.

At this speed, it is inevitable that he will fall defenselessly to the ground two feet high from the ring, and he will be seriously injured.

Am I going to stop here?

There was a chill in her heart, and at that moment, Zhao Yingluo had to close her eyes.

However, the imaginary pain did not come.

"Since it's a martial arts competition, please stop at the point, honorable Emperor Ji."

Listening to this soft and ethereal voice echoing in her ears, as soon as she opened her eyes, Yingluo felt strange, and soon, a trace of blush flashed from her face.

The young man before was naturally Chu Linglou, he just looked at Yingluo who was held in his arms and smiled: "How is it, are you injured?"

"It's a lot of fun, I don't need you to save my sister."

Hu'er, who had been standing behind and had not spoken, spoke, she held the sword in her arms, glanced at the two brothers of the Han family who gritted their teeth on the ground, but couldn't stand up, and then looked at Chu Linglou coldly and said: "Since you have defeated my eldest sister, next, I, Zhao Hu'er, will challenge you, if you win, I will naturally be your person."

For a while, the onlookers below were a little dumbfounded.

This Zhao Hu'er, although beautiful and pure, but a girl with a face like frost, would she be so direct?

Could it be that once she loses to others in the field she is good at, she will be convinced from now on.

"Of course, you'll have to outdo me in piano skills." Zhao Hu'er looked at Chu Linglou with a calm face, and the contrast between her mature tone and her appearance was really not small, but she continued: "How is it, do you have this confidence?"

Before Chu Linglou could speak, Zhao Yingluo was ashamed and angry, jumped from the edge of the ring first, broke free from Chu Linglou's hands and fell directly to the ground smoothly, pointed at Hu'er Jiao with a sword and shouted: "Hu'er, who did you say lost, how can I ...... your sister"

"Aren't you on the ground now, you don't know the rule of losing if you fall out of the ring?"

Zhao Hu'er said expressionlessly, the sword in his hand slowly drooped, made a gesture and said lightly behind him.

Zhao Yingluo's silver teeth gritted lightly, but she couldn't say the slightest rebuttal.

She had to snort, took a look at Chu Linglou with her sword, and prepared to leave.

However, her afterglow finally caught Chu Linglou's smile that was thrown at her.

All of a sudden, Yingluo only felt a blush and heartbeat that she had never felt before, and her body was also hot.

She had to turn her head away and go to the high platform with a red face, ready to watch today's game there.

However, Zhao Huer did not dare to be careless.

"Of course I'm confident, it's just that I'm still playing, so I'd better be careful." Chu Linglou didn't move, just smiled and said.

And Zhao Hu'er saw that Chu Linglou was already facing her, smiled and raised her sword, and she didn't dare to despise it at all, because she could clearly feel the huge pressure.

"Xiangyun, you and I go around from the side, and we will attack him together."

Hu'er waved his hand slightly to the side and back, and continued: "Then you will sneak up on his side and back to assist me ......"

As she spoke, Hu'er only felt that there was no reaction in the back.

She turned her head angrily, and when she saw Zhao Xiangyun's appearance, she was already completely speechless.

Xiangyunzheng's face was flushed, and he looked at Chu Linglou intoxicated, his eyes were flickering and confused, and it seemed that he couldn't raise his fighting spirit to continue fighting.

"People are tired and don't want to fight, sister, let's follow Brother Ling and him." Xiangyun said to himself in a daze, and the sword in his hand was a little unable to hold it.

"What nonsense are you talking about, this is the ring." hit Xiangyun's head at once, and after she came back to her senses and complained, Zhao Hu'er just snorted coldly and said, "If you want to go, don't drag your feet!"

After speaking, her eyes moved, and she didn't care about anyone, and the whole person rushed to Chu Linglou, which was only a dozen steps away, at the fastest speed.

Anyway, if the two of them cooperate well, it should be no problem to take down this person.

Thinking so, Zhao Hu'er's eyes also became firm.

However, it was only in the blink of an eye.

Her pupils shook.

Everything was reversed.

At the last moment, Zhao Hu'er could only feel a sound of wind.

A thunderous wind, and a faint strange aura.

"This ......"

"What's going on?"

Everyone in the audience was boiling.

I have to say that the onlookers were shocked.

Now, the two emperors, in this moment just now, no one knew what they had experienced, and they had been controlled by Chu Linglou.

Now, Chu Jianglou's sword was resting less than an inch on Hu'er's neck with his left backhand.

And his body had already come to Xiangyun's face, blocking all her retreats, and the two of them were almost no distance.

Hull was not as shocked as the people.

When she came back to her senses quickly, after finding out that she had been defeated by Chu Linglou, her first thought was to remind Xiangyun to pay attention.

However, the corners of her mouth soon trembled slightly, and her face was speechless.

Xiangyun didn't know if he was too excited or scared, anyway, he fainted now.

"I lost."

"Boom!"

The sword in his hand drew an elegant arc in the air and fell to the bluestone brick ground in the distance, Hu'er just shook his head and said lightly: "You won, I have to say, you impress me."

"Thank you for being so valued by the beautiful emperor." Chu Linglou put the sword into the scabbard, and slowly hugged Xiangyun, who had been holding his neck with his right hand, and leaned on his arm, just smiled and stretched out his left hand, looked at Hu'er in front of him and said.

"Hmph."

Hu'er snorted and turned her head away, not stretching out her hand, but her face was already a faint crimson.

"That'...... This is the end of today's martial arts fight, and the martial arts final has been divided, and the winner is ...... The winner is Chu Linglou! ”

The host pronounced the name in disbelief.

Before, he thought that no matter how powerful Chu Linglou was, he would be on par with the Han brothers.

Who knows......

Looking at Er Han, who was carried out on a stretcher, the host just shook his head, he knew very well that with his position, what he had to do now was to make friends with a talent like Chu Linglou as soon as possible.

"No...... No, he's ...... this person."

Yingluo covered her mouth and stood on the high platform, taking in the full view of the scene just now, but she still couldn't believe it.

"Is he so powerful?"

Half a day passed, and she just said this sentence blankly.

Unexpectedly, the martial arts that I am proud of are far inferior to others, Yingluo thought, but sighed slightly.

But when she thought of the warmth she felt just now and the ambiguity when she was rescued by Chu Linglou, she felt that her face was hot again, and she turned red.

Next, there is a calligraphy and painting competition.

This game was supposed to be a written test for Zhao Xiangyun and the contestants, but because Erhan was already seriously injured, he couldn't move at all, so he had no choice but Chu Linglou to go alone.

As soon as Zhao Xiangyun heard that it was his own round, he said on the spot that he wanted to abstain and let Chu Linglou pass.

But under the "education" of the two sisters, she had to go up.

Xiangyun, don't mess around, Hu'er looked at the two people who were painting on the stage, but her heart was up and down.

Father Emperor participated in the discussion of military aircraft in Hebei this time, and he couldn't come to see us, and now he has lost a game, and the next thing is all up to you, thinking of this, Hu'er only felt more and more nervous.

"I said, why are you so nervous, look at you, you're sweating."

"Ahh

Suddenly raised her head in fright, and saw that Yingluo was looking at herself with a smile, and Hu'er said lightly: "Don't tease me, now is a critical time, and there is no room for mistakes."

However, Yingluo covered her mouth and chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?" Hu'er frowned, and said in a calm tone.

"Okay, don't pretend in front of your sister." Yingluo just chuckled and said: "Sister, I can't see what I'm thinking about being a sister, I know that Xiangyun likes Linglou, you still want her to continue to compete, and you took the initiative to admit defeat just now, do you dare to say that you are not the same as me, and you have fallen in love with this Chu Linglou?"

"Hu ...... What nonsense! ”

His face turned red all of a sudden, and Zhao Hu'er snorted lightly and said, "I...... I just don't want to struggle in vain, and both of us are not very good at calligraphy and painting, so wouldn't I give him a victory when I go up? ”

"Okay, you don't have to explain."

Yingluo put her left leg on her right knee, and looked at Chu Linglou who was painting landscapes on the stage with fiery eyes, just laughing and laughing: "Learn more from my sister, and the man you like will follow, especially this kind of heroic son who can be literate and martial, and kind-hearted, don't be so cold, you still plan not to marry for the rest of your life."

"Humph!"

Hull stood up at once and walked to the back.

"Are you really leaving?"

Yingluo's voice came from behind.

Hu Erli ignored her, and just went to his own house.

"It's your home turf now."

Zhao Yingluo's voice came again, and this time, Hu'er turned around.

Looking at this sister with a smile, Zhao Yingluo just continued: "Why, since you want to defeat him, don't you want to stay and let him convince him to lose under your Zhao Hu'er?"

Zhao Hu'er didn't look at Zhao Yingluo.

Her gaze stayed on the stage.

There, the host is holding a messy painting and a perfect landscape painting.

The landscape painting, with its superior workmanship and detailed details, is as delicate as a real mountain and water, which impresses the viewer.

And this is only drawn in ink.

This painting can be described as a hand-me-down work, which makes people fall in love with it at a glance, and admire and breathe at the creative idea.

As for the other pair...... It probably doesn't need much introduction.

The host just shook his head slightly when he looked at the painting, and then looked at Zhao Xiangyun, who was smiling and laughing, as if he had already succeeded, and simply announced loudly: "In the second game, the calligraphy and painting competition, Chu Linglou won!"

"Next, as long as Chu Linglou can win the third game, according to the rules, he will be the candidate for the horse this time."

The host held his head high and announced that the highlight of the day was coming.

The people gathered here in the city, as well as celebrities and wealthy people from all walks of life, were both sighing and unbelievable.

However, when they heard that only one colt had been elected this time, and that there were still two positions, they must have been elected next time, and they immediately laughed.

No matter what, Chu Linglou can only marry one.

Anyway, there are two more!

Those rich and celebrities have begun to gear up, I heard that there is no identity restriction for this colt competition, and this time I have learned so much experience, next time I can say that the opportunity is very great!

The host looked at these beam-jumping clowns who had green eyes and daydreamed, without any consideration for their own appearance and ability, although there was no change on their faces, they sneered in their hearts.

He was about to announce the start of the third game, however, a voice jumped ahead of him.

"Chu Linglou, I, Zhao Hu'er, have come to duel with you in this third piano game, if I lose to you, I will work with my sisters and sisters, and I will be your woman from now on, until the third life."