First, the team leader matched, and Li Chun appeared with a world-famous Qingfeng sword. Sure enough, it was a famous sword, as soon as Li Chun flashed his sword, the Confucian students present couldn't help but gasp a breath of sword qi, like a strong dragon rushing out of Li Chun's arms, and its teeth and claws were really unprecedented. Chu Chu secretly sweated for Xiao Yao in his heart, because Xiao Yao's sword was made by Zhang Blacksmith Shop under the mountain.

According to tradition, the swordsmen of both sides must wrap the head of the sword in leather, and the top is stained with lime, and whichever side has more white spots on the body within half an hour is considered the loser.

In less than three rounds, Li Chun was forced to a corner of the competition field by Xiao Yao, seeing that he only had the ability to parry and had no power to fight back, at this moment, Zhang Long, who was eating a banana, broke a small banana peel and threw it at Xiao Yao's side while people were not paying attention.

Xiao Yao, who was in the middle of a fierce battle, didn't pay attention and stepped on it. Everyone saw that Xiao Yao, who was about to seal his throat with a sword and make the little prince unable to move, slid forward with his feet, leaned back, and slipped to the ground. Chu Chu on the side hurriedly supported Xiao Yao. Li Chun was powerful, and a sword and pestle came over, only forcing Chu Chu's chest.

Chu Chu was shocked, his face was pale, and he hurriedly protected it with his hands, Li Chun felt that Chu Chu was very soft at this time, and he was shocked, as if he felt something. He withdrew the sword, stabbed it out again, and stabbed it indiscriminately outside Chu Chu's chest, Chu Chu had to let Li Chun mess with it in order to protect his key parts from humiliation, and in the blink of an eye, Chu Chu's body was full of white spots except for his chest. After stabbing Chu Chu, Li Chun slammed Xiao Yao again, and Xiao Yao couldn't make a move at this time, so he had to let Li Chun flip over.

Li Chun was getting up, only to see Xiao Yao fly up from the ground like a white crane, a sword that grabbed Li Chun, blood slowly flowed out of his palm, and there was an exclamation outside the field. Han Yun, who was watching the sword on the stage, slowly turned around.

Xiao Yao's eyes stared straight at Li Chun: "Little prince, the way of the sword, the art of benevolence, you stop." Li Chun put the sword back into the sheath, raised the sword, and shouted: "I won!" Seeing this, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu shouted: "The little prince has won, the little prince has won!" Except for these two guys, none of the rest of the Confucian scholars cheered, and everyone watched them quietly.

Zhao Hu glared at the Confucian student next to him: "Are you blind dogs?" The little prince won, don't hurry up and applaud! The Confucian scholars reluctantly raised their little hands. Next is Chu Chu vs. Zhao Hu, Chu Chu wins, there is no suspense to win, and then Zhang Long vs. Debao, Debao wins.

"In the swordsmanship competition, the Green Water Group won 2-1! Wei Shiren announced loudly, before the words fell, the audience applauded thunderously, flowers, pigeons, firecrackers, all Confucian faces were full of joy, everyone felt extremely happy, Li Chun saw that Zhao Hu was also holding his little hand and slapping him, so angry that he kicked him hard.

Li Chun stared at Chu Chu's beautiful face, fell into deep contemplation, and a touch of treachery slowly surfaced on his face. He glanced at Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, and the three of them should not leave.

Chu Chu held Xiao Yao's injured palm, gently put his hand on his face, tears flowed, and said in a trembling voice: "Why are you suffering?" Xiao Yao said softly: "I said that I wouldn't let people bully you, but unfortunately I didn't do a good job." Han Yun rushed to the field with Qingmei, took out the white yarn from the small box, and carefully bandaged Xiao Yao. Chu Chu on the side looked at Han Yun's quiet and beautiful face, looked up at the blue sky, and a faint cloud of melancholy floated by.