The order of one and two has been released, there is no doubt, Liu Hui is the third, Wei Rui and I are not interested in waiting to see any action when Liu Hui draws lots, so we went back to the rest room early.

Liu Hui's sinister eyes were always lingering in my mind, lingering, and an unconscious chill came to my heart.

At this time, a gong was deafening on the huge competition field, and a sturdy figure flashed by, jumping to the center of the stage. I looked at it and it turned out to be Sima An.

This person is worthy of being the former general of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and at a glance, you can see that he has been on the battlefield for many years, with yellow-brown cheeks, weathered and full of wrinkles. This person is strong, very strong, the muscles are solid and full, although you can see the bulging under the clothes, a pair of giant palms like a fan, even if you look at it from a distance, you can see that it is full of calluses, and the green tendons are exposed. He didn't have any weapons in his hands, so he guessed he was a skilled boxer.

I secretly said in my heart, this Sima An's martial arts are not peculiar, but the foundation is strong and solid, and he has practiced horizontally, and if he wants to win by skill alone, I'm afraid it is not really easy. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but gasp, and the hairs on my body stood on end.

In the corners of the platform between me and Na Sima An, obviously because we were not familiar with each other's martial arts routines, we didn't want to make the move first, and kept the farthest distance so that we could see the move.

I was carefully looking at Sima An's ugly and barbaric face, when I saw a figure flicker behind Sima An, and then disappeared into the vast crowd of spectators in an instant.

I thought that Sima An would not make the first move, so I would make the move.

At this time, it was almost late autumn, a cold wind swept by, like an arrow lost the human eye, by the cold wind, I was the first to move, the Qingyun sword in my left hand waved with the wind, beautiful gliding in the air, before Sima An saw my sword style, I stabbed into his arms. Although he was physically strong, he moved extremely fast, and with a single turn, he easily dodged my sword.

The two of them dismantled a few moves, my sword suddenly turned, slashed horizontally, stabbed vertically, faster and faster, the sword body broke through the air and made a whirring sound, and suddenly Sima An grabbed a flaw, his right palm was in gear, and his arm was extended, and my sword flew out! I spun sharply in the air, spun around several times, and then flew into the air and grabbed the Qingyun Sword that was knocked out. His eyes darkened, he raised his sword towards his head, his wrist shook suddenly, and he turned sharply, and he slashed his sword as fast as a cold light! Tap his wrist straight!

I suddenly threw the Qingyun sword upward, the cyan sword blade, like a dragon, flew into the air, the body was vertical, and I turned several heels, the waist was incredibly soft, and when I was fighting, it was incomparably soft, and every movement was incredibly soft, as if the action of chopping, splitting, and stabbing was not used to kill, but to dance. I fell backwards, the sword grazed the tip of his nose and fell, and he was caught off guard by a company that could have dodged the continuous attacks from behind, but suddenly his feet slipped, and he fell to his knees in the middle of the table, and my sword just scratched his left arm and shoulder.

A small stream of bright red blood gushed out, and seeing him hanging the color, I had no choice but to restrain the attack behind, and with a touch of my wrist, I beautifully withdrew the Qingyun Sword in my hand and retreated to the other corner of the competition platform.

A little eunuch with clear eyebrows hurriedly came to the stage, struck the gong, and announced the end of the first game, and the winner was of course Miss Duxue of the Bai family.

I got off the stage and returned to the rest room of the Marquis Zhenguo's mansion, my brother hurriedly pulled me over and looked me up and down carefully, "Are you hurt?" There are no external injuries, but what about internal injuries? You are not as good as the people we fight, you don't often compete with others, and it is not easy to know if you are injured, so you should go back to the house and ask the imperial doctor to come to the house for diagnosis and treatment. ”

My brother was so concerned that my heart was hot, and I looked at him for a long time without saying a word. Yuan Hao on the side was also stunned by the general of the mother-in-law in front of him, and he didn't know what to say for a while. Suddenly, the two of us burst out laughing at the same time.

A shrill voice came from the stage in the distance: "The Holy Lord has decreed that General Sima has been defeated in the contest and is afraid of being injured, and he will go back to the post house to rest for a day and fight again tomorrow." Without glancing at Sima An with disdain, he quickly stepped down and returned to the palace.

The three of us also went back to the Marquis of Zhenguo's mansion together.

As soon as we entered the house, my mother was waiting for us at the front door early. The three of us entered the house, but my mother did not go back to the main hall with us, but pulled me back to the backyard first. As soon as he entered the house, "Twilight, take off your clothes quickly, and my mother will see where the injury is?" Mother asked nervously.

I wondered why my mother thought I would be hurt, but I didn't want to ask, so I was stupid for a while. "Mother, today's game is very exciting, you didn't go to the game, it's a pity, I won······" Actually, I mean to say that if I win, it will naturally be my opponent Sima An who is injured.

My mother was smart and smart, so she naturally understood what I meant, and squeezed out a faint smile on her cheeks, "I asked the housekeeper to see it, and he also came back early in the morning to report, but you fought against a master like Sima An, and you were really not injured?" ”

"No, really not, it seems that there are masters to help." I quickly retracted the words in the back, "I'm fine, mother rest assured." I was comforted.

By the time my mother and I came out of the backyard, Yuan Hao had already gone back. I was naturally a little disappointed not to see him, but at this time, in my heart, I always wanted to know who the person who helped me in the martial arts field today.

After dinner, I went back to the room, and after telling Ling Qiao to go down, I was finally the only one left in the room, and I could think about it quietly. But after thinking about it, there is no direction, that person can hurt people with a secret weapon in front of everyone, obviously his martial arts are extremely high, but he helped me, is it because he is an old friend with me, or because he has a grudge against Sima An? He can watch the competition from a close distance, which shows that his status should not be low, who will it be?

Thinking about it, I was so tired from today's jousting that I fell asleep before I knew it. I woke up early the next morning.

Through the window paper, the sunlight swayed in front of the dresser, like dazzling notes dancing, lively and lovely, I suddenly did not have the feeling of yesterday's tiredness, like a new blood filled the whole body.

I dressed up early, dressed in a navy blue robe, tied a carved pendant of white jade all over my waist, and raised my hair in a high bun, with a crown of jade hair, heroic and compelling.