"Young master, I can't go!"

When Xun Wushuang knocked down the young man with one blow, a tall man wearing a hat in the audience seemed to be unable to hold back and was about to move. As soon as he stepped forward half a position, he was grabbed by the arm of the old man accompanying him and opened his mouth to persuade.

The son, who was called "Young Master", turned around and smiled: "Don't worry, I'm just going up to move my muscles." ”

"The old servant is not worried that the young master's skills are not as good as others!" the old man said angrily: "We came out this time to investigate the recent chaos of the Han people in the Central Plains on the order of the king, and we must keep a low profile, in case someone finds out......"

The boy grabbed the old man's arm and interrupted with a smile on his face: "It's rare to see such an interesting thing on a trip, I really don't want to miss it! I remember that the uncles in the tribe all said that the Central Plains women were docile, weak, and very boring, I think ...... This eldest lady of Xunmen is even stronger than our girl. ”

"But, young master...... We're not going to be treated by them!"

Gongzi lowered his eyelids and put on a sad and pitiful look: "You also know that it is not easy for me to come out, and it is really a pity that I came all the way to the Central Plains and not have a good time." Even if it is recognized, the Zhou Dynasty does not stipulate that under the king's land, there is no room for a barbarian!"

The old man was speechless for a moment.

Gongzi blinked, looked up at the girl in green clothes in the ring, narrowed his eyes, and then said: "Da Zhou has always boasted of his strength to foreign people, claiming that the country is prosperous and the people are strong...... Then why don't I kill their majesty here?"

The old man hesitated for a while, sighed, and finally nodded in agreement.

Childe laughed, took off his hat, dusted off his sleeves, turned over and jumped into the ring.

The audience was depressed because of the young man's defeat, and was in a panic looking for a new candidate to be pushed on the stage to show his ugliness, when he saw a person jumping up, they were overjoyed and began to applaud him.

Several shirtless strong men on the side of the ring saw that someone was coming again, and their hands began to beat the big drum in front of them rhythmically.

However, the enthusiasm and cheers of the hall came to an abrupt end when the boy took the stage.

Just because, people saw the appearance of the boy clearly.

Although he was dressed as a Han man, when this dress contrasted with his face, there was an inexplicable sense of disobedience.

It's just because that person has bronze hair, a pair of bewitching blue eyes, an angular face, and the rest of his facial features are extremely exquisite.

"He's a barbarian!"

Someone exclaimed.

The audience suddenly became agitated, and they began to talk about it for a while. Although the son who came to power has the characteristics of a barbarian, most of these people have never seen a barbarian with their own eyes, and it is just hearsay. But they heard that the barbarians who inhabited the north were more similar in appearance to the Han people of the Central Plains than those of the Western Regions.

They were also hearing that most of the barbarian men had high noses and deep eyes, rough faces, unshaven beards, brown hair and blue eyes, and although the man on the stage had a softer appearance, there was no doubt that he was a barbarian.

In the northern part of the Great Zhou Dynasty, such as Yanyun Erzhou and Liaodong were equal to the barbarian border, some barbarians could often be seen in the states and counties there, and some barbarians could occasionally be seen in the northwestern capitals such as Tai'an and Luocheng.

Although the Great Zhou Dynasty had a bad relationship with the barbarians, although it had not yet reached the point where everyone shouted and shouted to kill, but in the Central Plains, almost no one treated those barbarians, and all the legends that circulated up and down were violent legends about how the barbarians were fierce and vicious, slaughtering cities and eating people, and the wars that occurred from time to time in the border land, people hated the barbarians.

And at this time, a barbarian suddenly broke in.

The girl in Tsing Yi on the stage was obviously stunned, but fortunately, she quickly came back to her senses, and a look of disgust immediately rose to her brows.

"Get down!" shouted someone in the audience.

"That's right! Get down! Boom China, this is not a place for you barbarians to come!" someone scolded.

"The Central Plains Martial Arts and Xunmen Holy Land, how can they be contaminated by ugly people?

At the same time, even the Xunmen disciples who were maintaining order on the side of the stage couldn't help but hold down the blades they were carrying, and cast a vigilant look at the barbarian.

In an instant, this son has gone from being a hero who came to the stage to being the target of criticism.

Mo Jun in the audience raised his eyebrows, and began to carefully look at the elegantly dressed son on the stage, it was the first time he had seen the legendary barbarian.

The boy seemed to have been mentally prepared, but he didn't expect to be spurned here, and his heart seemed to be blocked by something for a while, and he felt depressed and sour.

He smiled bitterly, clenched his fists to stabilize his emotions, no longer paid attention to the insulting sound in his ears, bowed to Xun Wushuang opposite, and saluted: "Under Murong Min, I have seen Miss Xun." ”

He was extremely calm, his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, as if the clouds were light and light, but the faintly trembling figure still couldn't escape the eyes of some people.

"Shameless barbarian! Learn the etiquette of the Central Plains! No matter how you learn, you are still a barbarian!" For Murong Min's attitude, some people couldn't help but erupt.

"That's right! The barbarian should wear the clothes of the barbarians, don't tarnish my Chinese face! Let's go up and rip off his clothes!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was immediately impassioned, as if they had turned into soldiers of the generals who defended the country and the border, wanting to tear the barbarians in front of them to pieces, and immediately rushed towards the ring.

Murong Min bit his lower lip with his upper teeth, still maintaining the gesture of saluting, and lowered his head deeply.

"Nonsense, all step down!"

At this moment, the deep and deep voice burst into everyone's ears, and the words were full of anger.

I saw that on the attic of the highest mountain behind the ring, a gray-haired old man with a dignified appearance and a spirit face jumped up, and his figure was in the ring in an instant, and then shouted at the bottom: "Dignified China, don't you even have this kind of tolerance!"

Seeing the comer, everyone shrank their necks, fearful, looked at each other, and retreated stupidly.

"Are you a barbarian?" the old man saw that the farce had stopped, squinted his eyes at Murong Min, and asked.

Murong Min nodded silently.

"Why are you here?" the old man asked again.

Murong Min took a deep breath, and a fire suddenly ignited in his strange blue eyes, only to see him puff up his chest, and said: "I heard that there are many martial arts talents in the Central Plains, and all factions are all-encompassing in the world, so I came here and wanted to meet friends with martial arts." I just saw that the eldest lady of your sect has extraordinary martial arts, so I came here to have a discussion, and I have no offense!"

Then he smiled bitterly: "I thought that the people of the Central Plains should also be broad-minded, but it seems that I was wrong." ”

The gray-haired old man pondered for a moment when he heard this, and said: "No, you are right, I am from the Central Plains martial arts, there are many talents, and my mind is also broad-minded, Confucianism, Taoism, law, soldiers, and medicine...... Hundreds of schools of thought contend, all can be blended in. ”

"This is the courage that I should have, and naturally I can accommodate you as a barbarian. ”

He said this very loudly, as if he was saying it to Murong Min, but in fact, it was even more to everyone present.

Murong Min was stunned.

"My Xunmen family has a great cause, I will not bully you as a barbarian, since you come to attack, that is to identify with my Xunmen, then we will also treat you equally, let alone do that untrustworthy thing. The old man glanced at the audience with cold eyes and continued: "If anyone dares to bully you in this ring, it is an enemy of my Xunmen!"

One word landed, silent.

People seemed to be pondering the old man's words, and they seemed to be afraid of Xunmen and didn't dare to say more, and they seemed to be impressed by the old man's courage and secretly admired.

In short, everything is back to normal.

Murong Min's eyes were glazed, and he bowed to the old man at the end.

"Thank you. ”

"Those who come are guests, no need to thank you, good martial arts, or your subordinates will see the real chapter. The old man glanced at Murong Min with a little meaning, and said softly, and then his figure moved, retreated, and left the stage for the remaining two.

And Xun Wushuang's eyes also became solemn at this time.

She felt that the barbarian in front of her was like an ancient well that didn't know the depth, the breath was mysterious and low, making people unable to see through the realm, and the murderous aura that was faintly exuding from her body made Xun Wushuang feel like a great enemy.

After many days of swinging, she finally began to face her opponent for the first time.

Again, it was the first time it felt tricky.

Even, she felt that she was no match for him.

But Xun Wushuang will definitely do his best, because this barbarian is not the husband she wants to recruit. And since she was a child, she had heard a lot of stories about barbarians, and because of this, she hated barbarians, and now she was not willing to marry a barbarian.

I don't want to lose to a barbarian.

Because Xun Wushuang thought about it, with the skills of the stinky men in the audience, if he lost to this barbarian, then no one would be able to attack this ring, and even if this barbarian couldn't pass the literary test, it would still be them who would lose face.

If this barbarian didn't intend to take off the hydrangea, it would be a great shame for Xun Wushuang.

Therefore, she cannot be defeated no matter what.

Xun Wushuang took a deep breath, her beautiful eyes sank at that time, and then out of courtesy, she reported her name: "Xun Wushuang." ”

Murong Min finally showed a hint of a smile, and his aura slowly rose at this time.

"You don't use a sword?" Xun Wushuang asked as if he had discovered something.

"Sword?"

Murong Min smiled even more, as if he had changed into a different person, he said provocatively: "Of course, I use a sword in the next place. ”

"But Miss Xun, with your strength, you are not worthy of me to use a sword. ”

As he said this, he saw a stream of spiritual energy spiraling up, condensed in his hand, and turned into a long sword forged with qi.

"I'll use this, that's enough!"