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The crowd of spectators followed his fluttering white shadow and disappeared, sighing in despair, and in a moment they were talking happily about the scene just now. It was a complete turn of events and a stroke of genius.

When the scholar in white unexpectedly won, the princes and princesses in the colorful shed laughed happily, talked about it, and then drove back to their homes.

The first day of competition was so exciting, but what about tomorrow?

Some of the crowd under the ring began to set up tents to rest on the spot, and more went home.

On the third day of the martial arts competition and the second day of the martial arts competition, the genius was bright and the martial arts arena was already surrounded by crowds. Some even came to occupy a perfect position before dawn.

The shops around the arena took the opportunity to make another huge profit by renting out their viewing spots on the top floor.

The sky was just as white as the fish dew, and the chariots of the princes and princesses also arrived at the competition site early.After yesterday's fierce competition, they were already very interested in watching a few more games.

Last night's winner, the scholar in white, did not appear on stage, and the domineering sword also did not appear. Other lucky people took advantage of this opportunity and came on stage to steal the limelight.

The gap between them was not big, and the young men who were competing against each other were fighting vigorously. They were fighting with swords and ping-ping-pong-pong, and the whole morning passed like this.

Under the ring, we could see more clearly this time, and the cheers and applause were even louder.

The princes and princesses in the colorful shed lost their energy and began to complain that their hopes were too high today, and considered whether they should go back and rest for a while before coming back.

Li Hao shook his head and said to the fourth princess with a smile: "Wonderful things always happen inadvertently."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone with sharp eyes under the stage shouted first, followed by a flood of comments.

"Wow, isn't that the scholar in white who won yesterday afternoon? Why did he go to the literary competition arena?"

"Yes, it's true that the scholar is not just pretending, he is really good at both civil and military skills."

Amidst the commotion, the scholar in white sat quietly on the literary competition stage and wrote for the exam.There was nothing interesting to watch for the time being. The spectators below the ring were bored and turned to watch the fighting in the martial arts competition. They only occasionally looked over at him to see if he would become the winner of this martial arts competition. Number one pick, or someone in the top three.

The scholar in white finished answering the questions from the Wenbi stage and quietly returned to the Wenbi camp to watch. He was not ostentatious. Even the folding fan he held yesterday was hidden by him.

Wenbi's list has to wait for a group of veterans to carefully review it, and it won't be released until the afternoon. The final game determines the winner or lose, but it is much more efficient for Wubi to take his time.

Arriving early, the martial arts competition was not exciting, the literary competition was inconclusive, and the princes and princesses drove back a little disappointed.After Wen Zhuangyuan emerges this afternoon, will the martial arts competition become more exciting?

Although we all know that the good show always comes last, but just after watching that wonderful fight, it is like having tasted the delicacies of mountains and seas, but turning back to eat simple meals, it always feels so unpleasant.

The martial arts competition began in the afternoon, and the first feeling was still so light, allowing those with mediocre martial arts to really show off for a while.

Just as the martial arts competition was slowly coming to an end, an old scholar stood up, cleared his throat, and began to announce the winner of Wenbi. The onlookers below the ring were immediately stunned. He consciously calmed down and turned his attention from the martial arts arena to the Wenbi arena to see which lucky master had a half chance of winning the position of Prince Consort.

There was a sudden silence, and the two young men competing on the stage suddenly felt that they had lost their energy. They said hello and simply stopped to see who the winner of this Wenbi arena was.

The black-armored general shook his head helplessly. He was too embarrassed to force others to continue the competition at this time, so he simply looked at the Wenbi Arena.

At this time, Wenbi Arena was finally noticed by the spectators on and off the stage.Thousands of pairs of scorching eyes looked at the Wenbi contestants from under the stage, on the stage, in street shops and attics, from rooftops in the distance, and from nearby. The silent Wenbi arena instantly became the center of focus, and even the color shed The princesses and princes among them also competed.

The old scholar nodded with satisfaction, and blew his gray beard a few times excitedly, and said slowly: "The winners of the competition between the four princesses of Quanzhou Prefecture are: No. 1 Han Yuexin; No. 2 Shui Qing Fish; No.3"

As soon as the literary competition list came out, some people in the audience were happy and some were sad.

As expected, the scholar in white with extraordinary skills entered the top three, but he was ranked second. However, in the literary competition, he had no chance to win the title of Prince Consort.

The scholar in white smiled faintly, and turned to look at the martial arts competition indifferently. Since the martial arts competition ended with regret, then he should obtain the martial arts champion on the martial arts competition. With these double chips, he could always win with absolute victory. The advantage is comparable to that of Wen Zhuangyuan.

The barely top-notch masters on the stage were fighting, and the pure spectators below the ring were naturally watching with great interest, and cheered loudly from time to time. Some of the participating masters finally couldn't bear it anymore. At this time, a rare man came on stage. Master.

The last fight had already been interrupted by the result of Wenbi, and after a long struggle to determine the winner, they were already exhausted, so regardless of victory or defeat, they all walked off the stage.

The young contestant wanted to take advantage of the fact that there was no real master on the stage and get on the stage first. Before the two contestants could land, another one quickly jumped onto the high stage and looked down at the stage triumphantly, waiting for his opponent to come on stage to compete.

However, this time he was unfortunate enough to encounter a tough opponent.In the martial arts contestant camp, a handsome young man in black clothes and black trousers with a somewhat pale face jumped onto the martial arts ring with ease and fell silently.

The young man in black stood on the ring with empty hands. He shot a pair of sharp eyes like a falcon at the young swordsman opposite. The coldness that hit his face made the young man tremble with fright. He secretly thought in his heart that he was unlucky. He would be embarrassed now. .

The young swordsman who took the stage first forced himself to hold a fist towards the man in black and said with a smile: "My surname is Ye. May I ask what my brother's surname is?"

The young man in black threw the iron plate of selection to the guard who was checking it, and coldly squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "Are you going down by yourself, or?"

In broad daylight with clear skies, the young man opposite felt a bone-chilling wind blowing for no reason, and shivered uncomfortably again. He forced himself to smile and said: "Now that we are on stage, how can we escape without trying. "

The young man in black nodded and said, "Please come first."

"You should go first."

The young man in black bent his legs slightly, and with a slight tap on the ring, he shot towards his opponent like an arrow from a string.His body suddenly moved, and with a "whoosh" sound, there was already a long, narrow sword in his hand, but his weapon turned out to be a soft sword wrapped around his waist.

Master, it is true that such a weak sword like a master, without certain skills, even if it does not accidentally hurt oneself when dancing, cannot be used freely to hurt the enemy in an instant.

Fear arose in the young swordsman's eyes. The soft sword in the black-clothed man's hand was already placed straight on his neck. If the sword swayed even slightly, there would be a gash in his neck.

But now, this soft sword is placed on his neck, but it is as straight as a hard steel sword and does not tremble. How much internal strength and deep skills are required to do this?

The young swordsman didn't know. He only knew that before the sword in his hand was unsheathed, the man in black had already placed the sword on his neck.It really was a failure. It was a complete defeat. It was a huge embarrassment. If I had known this, why would I need to come out in the limelight?

Youth Jian was covered in cold sweat and his clothes were soaked. He smiled bitterly and said: "This brother's movement speed is simply unbelievable. Ye Mou is convinced that he lost."

The man in black nodded, shook the soft sword in his hand, a thin white light flashed, and with a buzzing sound, he inserted it back into his waist. When he looked at the man in black, he stood coldly on the ring with his hands behind his back. He looked contemptuously at the martial arts contestants in the audience, especially those who showed domineering sword skills.

The guy who was so unlucky that he didn't even draw his sword was slightly stooped, and he seemed to be exhausted even before he fought.He wiped the cold sweat from his face, stepped awkwardly on the ring, and ran away from the crowd.

The cheers and applause sounded like a long-lost thunderstorm. This is the treatment that a true warrior deserves.

Several young people who were unwilling to give up thought that it was just the young man's negligence and that as long as they were careful, they would not necessarily lose, so they took the stage boldly.

As a result, no matter whether he struck first, or whether he moved his sword towards the man in black with his sword dancing in white, he would put it on his neck with one move, or hit his wrist, and the weapon would not be saved. They all jumped onto the stage in a panic.

His speed is really too fast, and with his black clothes and white face, he looks like a real ghost from Jiuyou.

Amidst the thunderous sound, the contestants in the martial arts camp were moved again. They all looked at the two masters of the domineering sword and the scholar in white, hoping that they would come on stage to have a wonderful dragon-tiger fight.

However, before the final duel, who will easily appear and expose all their family backgrounds?

On the stage, the black-armored general who was in charge of invigilating the examination shook his head helplessly and sighed: "It seems that another stick of incense has to be wasted. They can't consciously have a good time."

The spectators who heard him speak, as well as the princes and princesses in the colorful booth, all shook their heads in amusement. Was he reluctant to waste a stick of incense, or did he think they were too sloppy?

Less than a quarter of the time, another young knight could no longer hold his breath and climbed onto the ring gently.

"Well done, go up and defeat him."

Under the arena, there was another thunderous sound.Players who dare to compete on stage despite their prestige are at least first-rate masters.A good show will be staged again

The young man who had just appeared on the stage was wearing a colorful warrior uniform with gold and silver threads on it. Among the elegant solid-color attire of this young knight, this kind of attire was rare.Holding a long whip in his hand, it was also a colorful gold whip wrapped with gold and silver filaments, as if he was holding a colorful flower snake.

The clothes are weird, and the weapons are equally weird.

The man in black raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "You are just like a butterfly."

Hua Fei laughed loudly and said, "I didn't expect that Ye Wuying, a famous night cat in the world, would also know this humble name of my little brother. I'm really honored."

The man in black nodded and said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, let's get started."

When masters fight each other, they only compete for a little bit of advantage, so the two of them didn't say who would make the first move. They all relied on their real skills.

The man in black slowly took out the soft sword wrapped around his waist, pointed at the wooden board of the arena diagonally, and let the soft sword swing up and down while staring at Hua Fei.Never ignore the opportunity, even if it is just the flash of lightning when drawing the sword, maybe this is the opportunity to take advantage.

Hua Fei shook the soft golden whip in his hand, causing it to move slowly, shaking like a living snake. He also kept a close eye on Ye Wuying. Together with the long whip in his hand, it looked like two poisonous snakes waiting for an opportunity to move. .

The whip is long and the sword is short, so Hua Fei moved first, and the long whip in his hand curled towards Ye Wuying's neck.Anyone who has seen a snake preying will know that as long as the snake is entangled, it will become tighter and tighter, and it will never stop until the prey's muscles are broken and its breathing stops.

Ye Wuying's eyes flashed, and his figure flashed. When Hua Fei raised his hand, he shot towards him like an arrow, and the soft sword in his hand stabbed Hua Fei's throat.

When hitting a snake, hit the vital parts of the body and the head. If the head is smashed, the snake will no longer be able to hurt people with its fangs.

Hua Fei's body spun around, like a butterfly dancing, and the long whip in his hand was wrapped back, and the lightning shot came, as fast and flexible as a snake preying on prey.

Ye Wuying was already close to him, and Hua Fei threw back the soft golden whip in his hand, dancing like a silk cocoon, tightly entwining himself in the middle, waiting for an opportunity to bite at any time.

This is just like a poisonous snake that raises its head and waits for an opportunity to injure the enemy. No wonder his whip technique is called the Flower Snake Whip.

Ye Wuying attacked several times, but was swayed away by the dense whip shadows of flowers. Staring at the endlessly rotating, colorful lights and shadows in front of him, Ye Wuying felt that his eyes were going to become blurry, and he knew that he could no longer be there. After staying close to him for a long time, he suddenly bent his feet and stepped backwards.

Hua Fei had been waiting for this moment, and wrapped the long whip in his hand towards Ye Wuying's feet.Just a moment ago, he was still spinning around in the basin, but he changed at a moment's notice, and in an instant he stretched out his body and wrapped around her tightly.

Ye Wuying, who was retreating, shook the soft sword in his hand and swayed pieces of sword net, which also wrapped around the chasing whip.The two were both strange and soft weapons, and they were instantly entangled together, and then scattered again with a "swish" sound, but neither one could entangle the other.

Ye Wuying relied on the soft sword in his hand to retreat safely back to the distance. From time to time, he swung the golden flower whip back from far away. With this kind of breath adjustment, he could see the dazzling discomfort from the close fight just now. Recover.

Hua Fei's long whip was unable to help Ye Wuying, who was as nimble as a cat, and suddenly jumped back to whip the whip, like a colorful butterfly, wrapping itself around Ye Wuying.

Ye Wuying frowned. If he couldn't resist the dazzling effect of his colorful clothes, he would probably be defeated.

Hua Fei's movement skills were not much different from his, and he was chasing after him, but Ye Wuying not only had the dazzling golden light in front of him, but also had to think hard about the solution. He was so dazzled by him several times that he couldn't open his eyes. Several pieces of black fabric were dangerously rolled up.

The spectators below the ring couldn't see clearly who was winning or losing in the group of flower shadows and black shadows, but they always saw the flower shadows chasing, the black shadows dodging, and a few pieces of broken black cloth flying up in the air from time to time. They all knew it was. This butterfly in colorful clothes has the upper hand.And they always only cheer for the winner, so the cheers are for the flowers and butterflies.

"Brother Hua Die, I really saw you right. Try harder and strip off this night owl's fur first, and then throw it off the stage."

"The flowers and butterflies are so powerful that they can kill this black cat."

Under Hua Fei's whip shadow's pursuit, Ye Wuying was forced to close his eyes and dance with sword nets several times before forcing Hua Fei to chase away.Several times he blocked the attack with his eyes closed, and even nearly injured Hua Fei who had ventured in, forcing him back.