Another hundred and fifty moves.

Ma Qing and Li Wuxiong have entered a realm that mortals cannot understand.

Li Wuxiong saw it better than Ma Qing, and every time he made a move, the use of tiger bones became more smooth, so he deliberately forbears and kills moves, causing Ma Qing to gradually enter the realm of forgetting things and me. Ma Qing's scarlet eyes gradually dimmed, and the bright silver spear was held in his hand again, and the vitality above the red tassel condensed into a dazzling spear head, flying up and down to diffuse the sky with silver rays, enveloping the two of them in. In the silver rays, a black lightning bolt is like a dragon playing in the water, and the bright silver spear is inseparable from each other for a moment. The black and white rays of light do not distinguish each other, and they reflect each other.

Each other's sea of knowledge pulls each other to form an inextricable connection, the idea arises, the move is not successful, and the other person has already given birth to the precaution made by the sense, so no matter how fast and tricky, but always unable to hurt the opponent. Li Wuxiong intended to back down before, but later only when Ma Qing was not weak, he slowly let go of his hands and feet.

But Li Wuxiong's cultivation is a step above after all, and after exerting it with all his might, it is really too fast to bring the night knife. Even though Ma Qing knew the coming, he still didn't have time to dismantle the move and was cut in the shoulder. Regardless of whether Ma Qing was intentional or unintentional, Li Wuxiong was still grateful for his bone-melting grace, and at the last moment, he twisted the blade of the knife and slapped it with the back of the knife.

Rao is like this, Ma Qing is still in pain, and he kneels heavily on the stage and can't stand up again. Li Wuxiong swirled, put the night knife back into its sheath, landed in front of Ma Qing, looked down at him, and suddenly felt a little familiar.

When the snow first snowed in Qingjiang, Ma Qing also fell at his feet, at that time he was not even his own one-in-one, but he didn't expect that in just one month, he had grown to such a point. Li Wuxiong was extremely proud, but he never thought that he would have a kind of sympathetic brotherhood for such an unobtrusive reckless man.

He rarely stands still, doesn't look condescendingly.

He squatted down and said to Ma Qing:

Boy, you lost.

Also, you may need a pair of pants.

Ma Qing fell to the ground and wanted to pretend to be dead, and waited for Li Wuxiong to get up when he was far away, but he didn't realize that he was lying naked in the center of the ring. Ma Qing cursed: Those who make fire are fucking hooligans.

But Ma Qing knew very well that this was Li Wuxiong's deliberate forbearance, otherwise, with the power of heavenly fire, why didn't he even hurt an inch of skin.

Before everyone could react, a huge force suddenly came from the back of Ma Taxue in the low shed, and he flew to Ma Qing's side. Ma Taxue just wanted to look back to see who was pushing him, but he couldn't help but be stunned by the scene in front of him, and then instantly took off his coat and overcoat, and quickly wrapped Ma Qing.

Ma Taxue really didn't understand what kind of reputation this was. This duel is wonderful, and the two young leaders have shown far beyond the ordinary cultivation, and everyone watching the battle admires and admires it, but how can this ending reveal a kind of ambiguity like a living spring/palace.

"Put it on! Isn't it shameful enough!"

Ma Taxue secretly thought: As I get older, I don't understand the world of young people more and more.

Ma Qing/blushed, wrapped the important parts, and hurriedly left the martial arts arena and avoided the hall.

Wang hurriedly followed, and said: Those ordinary people's seats are far away, and they are dizzy, and no one can look at the "fine" ones;

Wang deliberately accentuated the word "thin".

Ma Qing's face is about to burn: Mother!

Wang Shi did not give up, and continued: I am tired from a long battle, and my blood is scattered everywhere, of course, I am not in a good state, I understand. You are my son, I know everything.

Wang patted Ma Qing on the shoulder. Ma Qingdeng shrank his shoulders, goosebumps fell to the ground, he couldn't wait to die immediately, and almost cried: Mother, I am your own son!

Wang stretched his face and laughed in a weird way: "When I was a child, I didn't see you really chaste when I bathed you every day, and now I can't stand it if I make a joke!"

Ma Qing was torn off a piece of meat by Li Wuxiong without saying a word, but now he really cried, he wiped two handfuls of tears and choked up:

Mom, I'm nineteen.

Xiao Wei, who had been following along, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"You're smiling !!!!"

Ma Qing's nerves were sensitive to the point of perversion, and he thought out of nothing: Why is it a "hee-hee" laugh, not a "da-da-da" laugh!

Eh, don't be angry with the little ghost, first ask your sixth uncle to give you a uniform set of clothes, and then you have to go back to take over the silver seal of the city general. The sixth ~~!Ma Taxue, who was still in the corridor, was holding his own silver armor in his hand, and when he heard Wang's call from a distance, he immediately quickened his pace.

Two quarters of an hour later, in the ring, Li Wuxiong was dressed in Xuanjia and was the chief in a majestic manner, and behind him stood Ma Qing, who was dressed in silver armor and awkward. followed by Zeng Dawei, and finally Han Laoyi.

Looking at this competition, none of these four are losers.

Li Wuxiong's sacrifice to the heavenly fire, coupled with his already outstanding prestige, received the blue ribbon and silver seal of this general defending the city.

And after confirming that the tiger bone recognizes the master, Li Geshu is no longer selfish to keep his grandson away from officialdom. Li Geshu poured half of his life's efforts into Li Wuxiong's body, and the reason why he was unwilling to accept the recruitment of Mocheng Hongxuan before, and even deliberately expelled Li Wuxiong from Qingjiang for four years, was just because he was afraid that something would go wrong in the matter of changing bones. Now that he has learned the art of literature and martial arts, just when it is the goods and the emperor's family, the old man has no worries, and accepts everyone's congratulations from the bottom of his heart.

Although Ma Qing was defeated, the cultivation realm he showed made no one in Qingjiang dare to underestimate him. Ma Kuo had guessed that Qing'er was inferior, and although he was defeated in this battle, he no longer wanted anything. In the past, Ma Kuo had no intention of letting Ma Qing go to the front line, but now he also knew that there was no room for him to grow in Qingjiang, and if he deliberately placed him in the criminal supervision team to ask for his safety, I was afraid that Ma Qing would be restrained, and even Ma's future would be buried.

Zeng dared to be untouched, and he was happier when he lost.

Han Lao is only nineteen, and he is already satisfied to be on the list of these four handsome men.

The four of them stood in the ring, waiting for the final appointment of the general to defend the city, although they did not say it, everyone already knew the answer. However, the ceremony of conferring the seal is very complicated, and even if Ma Kuo has the intention to simplify the administration, he still has to follow the old rites for the time being.

The master of ceremonies preached the teachings of Zoroastrianism endlessly, showing that Qingjiang City inherited the orthodoxy of the Central Plains, and strictly followed the teachings of the ancestors and never forgot to step on the eastern border to kill the demons.

Everyone has heard these words more than a thousand times since childhood, and their ears are calloused. Han Laoqi couldn't bear it at first, pulled Ma Qing, and said in a low voice: "Big brother, do you see if you can refund me a little money?

Ma Qingzheng was embarrassed, Han Laoqi still came to recruit him, and he scolded fiercely: Retire your grandma!

After a full hour, Ma Ko finally began to officially appoint the general who defended the city. The first choice is Li Wuxiong, undoubtedly. He symbolically bent down slightly and took the ribbon. When it was the turn of the second person, Ma Kuo said with a happy face: Ma Qing stepped forward to listen to the seal!

Ma Qing bowed down and responded: Ma Qing is here!

But suddenly there was a coquettish voice from the audience:

Ma Qing can't be unqualified to be this general!