The leader is being killed every day

46: Soldiers come to block and need to work hard 3

The first couplet was almost a tie, and the second couplet was written by Ji Wuxiu.

Ji Wuxiu smiled again, more than ten years of reading is not for nothing, it may not be possible to stump others, but it is more than enough to fool people,

"Well, let's do something simple!" Ji Wuxiu touched his nose, concealed his smile, and said, "The boy beats the tung seeds, the tung seeds fall, the boy is happy."

Everyone gasped, thinking, is this simple?

Of course, for those who don't understand, they only hear "Tongzi" and "Tongzi" and think it means the same thing, and they will definitely find it difficult.

Yang Xiao frowned his handsome sword eyebrows, thought for a moment, looked at Ji Wuxiu's face, and replied: "Young girl eats the duck head, the duck head is salty, and the girl dislikes it."

Everyone was confused again, why are they all belonged to girls, are they salty or not?

Ji Wuxiu and Yang Xiao took up pens at the same time and wrote their respective couplets. Everyone understood after seeing it.

The two matched a few couplets again, and they all answered fluently.

According to the situation like this, I'm afraid that there will be an extra match between the two, but the extra match is really troublesome, and the outcome will be decided by ourselves.

"Where can I find Qu Zi's trace in the Yulan race across Duanyang Day.

The proud and loyal soul is disliked by the king, and it is hard to tolerate a sycophant who is full of advice.

The pitiful embrace of Kunshan jade, the vain Lingyun Jingguo pine.

Thousands of years after the people of Miluo left, it is natural for Chu guests to talk about the isolated peak. "

Nostalgic poetry, just right, when I read a book and saw a certain hero defeating the enemy, he wrote a poem with high spirits, which should be able to cope with it.

"Riding the sand and galloping horses, slashing knives and crossbows, leading the remnant camp to protect the soil alone. Chang'an is still singing at night, with blood and red clothes everywhere outside the fortress.

Once a word is wrong, half a lifetime can be wrong.A glass of wine releases the right to die.A cloud of mist and rain covers the green face, and it is more discretionary, the fate of another year. "

This is a poem - "Magpie Bridge Immortal"

Anyone who knows how to write lyrics knows that to fill in a poem, you need a score. Not only did Ji Wuxiu memorize the score, but he also filled out the lyrics without rhythm and rich content in such a short time. Compared with Yang Xiao's rhythm poems , is much more difficult.

Ji Wuxiu was glad that he had learned how to write poems and lyrics in his third year of high school. This poem was his favorite one he filled out at that time, so he remembered it.

Many people couldn't understand what was said in it, but they all felt that the two were very powerful, and they were evenly matched. In this way, the outcome of this match can only depend on the last question.

"Master Yang, I'm out this time, are you ready?"

"please!"

"I'm lonely, ferrying, hesitant, hearing the sound and stopping, tears in my eyes, I danced solo back then, I vowed to live up to the mountain and the sea, sincerely you are trapped in the four plans, get to know each other when drunk, and then forget the past, if after years of indifference to the rivers and lakes, remember In the past, the green plum tea was boiled, the swallows went away, the flowers fell and there was no return, the dust of the world was also floating, the turnips withered quickly, and the beauty fell suddenly, just like before, the brows are relaxed, suffering, and alone."

"This is a hundred-character order, Mr. Yang, you can think about it slowly." The second after Ji Wuxiu finished speaking, Yang Xiao smiled, smiling calmly and looking very comfortable.

"I'm willing to admit defeat because I think I'm not as good as you!" Yang Xiao stepped back from the stage with fists in her hands, and the four masters also sighed repeatedly.

Some people quit, not only scolding Ji Wuxiu, but also Yang Xiao, saying that he is not the right of the Wulin League, he can win but he will lose, saying that he is a spy of Mingjiao.

Yang Xiao himself didn't care much about it. To put it bluntly, he just came to watch the fun.

Wenbi, Mingjiao won.

The next martial arts competition is the highlight.

In this martial arts competition, it is not Mingjiao's turn to talk about the rules. This crusade is at the fault of Mingjiao, so let the Wulin League decide how to compare.

After the turmoil in this competition, many people have forgotten what their original intention of coming here is. Now they just want to beat Mingjiao to pieces in the competition, let out a bad breath, and regain their dignity.

The martial arts competition is also one-on-one, and the winner can repeat the game.There are also many people who know martial arts here in Mingjiao, and there are also many people with better martial arts. It is also possible to deal with people from small sects.

Usually the people in the front come to serve as appetizers and to feed the recruits. This time is no exception.The real masters are all at the end, because the last game will be played by the leader of Mingjiao himself.

In the No. 17 match, Feng Wenxue won with a slight advantage, and in the No. 18 match, Chongqing lost with a slight disadvantage. The No.19 game is Baili vs. Yang Xiao.

The black figure and Qing Ying on the stage had completed hundreds of moves in half a moment.Baili didn't dare to take it lightly after seeing Yang Xiao's kung fu. During the competition, both of them chose swords as their weapons. Now that the two swords are intertwined, it seems that sparks are about to be sparked. Evenly matched, the winner and loser brothers do not know the difference.

Baili's clothes were windy, and with a stab of the sword, Yang Xiao turned sideways, the long sword brushed past his side, and a hole was punctured in his clothes.Then he turned around, went around behind Baili, and backhanded his sword nearly Baili. The blade of the sword in his hand blocked Yang Xiao's sword, avoiding the fatal blow.

Ji Wuxiu saw that these two were fighting fiercely, but he was bored, so he squinted his eyes. When he woke up, the two of them each held their own swords and pointed at each other's heart!

A tie... Being able to tie with Baili should not be underestimated.

The people below were also stunned. They didn't know how many moves they had made. Those who knew martial arts could see that these two people had excellent martial arts. Even the four masters couldn't see the martial arts path of Baili and Yang Xiao. Number, where does the teacher inherit.

None of them could beat Yang Xiao or Baili.

Baili's martial arts skills are not seen by others, that's because Baili is a murderer, and everyone who has seen it has gone down to meet the King of Hades.As for Yang Xiao, I don't know.

Well, nine wins and nine losses, one tie, and the last match, Ruwenbi, will determine the winner!

The last scene was Shaolin's Abbot Ji Kong. He walked slowly towards the stage with his stride and staff, and stopped in the middle of the ring.

"Meditation leader, my old monk is here, show up."

"Can the rules of this game be changed?" While speaking, a figure appeared from behind the main hall and landed firmly on the roof. He was dressed in a black robe, his face covered by a veil gave off an infinite sense of mystery, and his long hair was windless. Zipiao, the majesty and arrogance of the ten thousand people are beyond the reach of everyone.

Ji Wuxiu likes this feeling of looking down on the world and overlooking all living beings.

"How does the leader want to change?"

"You four masters are going together. If you win, I will let you handle it. If I win, how about making me the leader of the martial arts?"

Hearing this, the bottom exploded again.

Yin Moli, the head of the Kunlun School, laughed a few times, and said arrogantly: "Big devil, you are too rampant to lose. No matter which one of our four heads can deal with you with ease, four against one, if it spreads , others also said that we bully the few with the more, and damage the reputation of decency."

"Although I'm alone, I'm not weak. Don't jump to conclusions about whether you are capable or not. However, your decent reputation is indeed extremely hypocritical!"

The author has something to say: The couplet of the "Tongzi" sentence in the article is from a primary school textbook, and I have forgotten where it came from.

The epic poem was written by a classmate of mine, um, because I couldn’t write it, I asked him for one.

The last song "Magpie Bridge Immortal", this one is mine.

In addition, I would like to ask, if I open a fanfic in the next article, will there be any cuties to read, entangled ing...