Zhao Tong couldn't help but frown when he heard this. In the past two days, most of the people who competed in the competition were to kill the scum and eliminate harm for the people. They turned a good challenge into a competition to eliminate evil.
He looked carefully and saw a woman leaping up in front of her. She was wearing a small coat with arrow sleeves and cowhide boots. She had a pretty face and was holding a long sword.
The woman's voice was clear and crisp, and she said: "I, Li Shengnan, from Qiongyu Village in Mount Emei, will challenge you, a scum of the world, with a sword today!"
The audience immediately exclaimed, and many people looked at the woman and whispered.
"It turns out to be Nvxia Li from Qiongyu Village. It seems that Li Fei's rampage has come to an end!"
"Yes, Nuxia Li's swordsmanship is very powerful. It is said that she is a direct descendant of Emei."
"That's natural. Li Nuxia's master is a master-level master. How many masters are there in the world? Li Nuxia is the one who has obtained the true inheritance!"
"I heard that just last autumn, Li Nuxia fought against the four Qionglai thieves in Chengdu. One against four, and she killed all four thieves!"
"Yes, yes, Heroine Li should kill this Li Fei as soon as possible. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a shame for Green Forest to let such a person become a general under King Huai?"
The corner of Zhao Tong's mouth twitched, how could he become a shame in Green Forest?
He looked at Nuxia Li in front of him and tried his best to keep a gentle smile to make himself look harmless to humans and animals, not the so-called scum and shame. He said softly: "Nvxia Li, I have long admired your name."
Li Shengnan snorted coldly: "You are pretentious and you are not a good person at first glance. Today I will let you, a scumbag, know that you can forgive God's sins, but you can't do your own sins..."
"Snapped!"
"Gudong!"
The audience, which was originally agitated and noisy, immediately became silent.
Zhao Tong slowly retracted the hand that was stretched out. Before he could finish the words, he used his magical power to rush over, and then slapped the heroine Li to the stage with a fierce slap. Down.
What a heroine, if I don’t want to give you face, I’ll have to slap you in the face!
Li Shengnan was lying on the ground. She was dazed at this moment. She was not seriously injured, but was knocked off the ring by a slap.
The sword at her waist was only half unsheathed, and she was defeated before she could even pull it out!
The burning pain on her face let her know that this was real and not a dream.
She reached out to touch her face tremblingly, and felt that half of her cheeks were swollen. Many people around her were whispering. She could no longer bear the swelling on her face, and tears flowed out unsatisfactorily.
She silently got up, turned around and walked out. When passing by the flower canopy, she glanced up, then lowered her head and disappeared into the crowd without saying a word.
Zhao Tong stood on the stage, looked at the direction in which Heroine Li disappeared, and said coldly: "I don't know what to say!"
Then he looked at the audience again and said: "If anyone else is dissatisfied, come up and die!"
The audience suddenly became angry and said: "Li Fei, don't be so arrogant. Sometimes you will be kicked off the ring!"
Zhao Tong looked at the speaker and smiled slightly: "I remember you, don't leave, I will come down to the stage to compete with you in a while!"
The man was a skinny man in green clothes and a small cap. He immediately shrunk his neck when he heard the words, said nothing, but turned back and got into the crowd, and disappeared after a while.
Under the flower canopy, Zhong Lingxi, who was sitting next to the youngest Zhong, suddenly stood up silently.
The youngest Zhong next to her frowned at her and said, "Yao'er, what do you want to do?"
Zhong Chuxi smiled shyly, but not to the youngest Zhong, but to Wang Qing.
"King Huai, I want to step down and challenge someone."
Wang Qing's bones softened when he saw this smile: "Does Lady Zhong also want to serve as a general under me? There is no need to challenge, I will just grant you the title."
Zhong Lingxi shook his head and smiled more and more shyly: "Lingxi wants to avenge junior sister and punish the person in the No. 9 ring."
The youngest Zhong said hurriedly: "Prince Huai, please don't listen to the nonsense of this little girl. How can you let her come to power and ruin Prince Huai's affairs?"
Wang Qing smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, it's not a big deal, it's just a trivial matter."
The youngest Zhong said: "King Huai, children are playing tricks, this is absolutely forbidden."
"Dad, I want to go to the No. 9 ring to avenge my junior sister!" Zhong Lingxi looked at the youngest Zhong with the same shy smile.
Seeing this, the youngest Zhong couldn't help but sigh secretly. He didn't understand his daughter. Whenever she showed such an expression, it was a precursor to murder.
Li Yingnan, who just went to challenge on the ninth ring, and his daughter are from the same school. They have a very good relationship. With such a temperament, he must kill the other party before he gives up. But this is breaking the rules of the ring and not giving the king Celebrate face!
The youngest Zhong was agitated.
"Arena No. 9..." Wang Qing looked at Zhao Tao on the stage and felt a little emotional. Although Zhao Tao had a gourd-skin complexion, his nickname and his style of speaking and acting were somewhat similar to what he had back then. resemblance.
Wang Qing missed his time in Tokyo very much. Although he was not the King of Huai at that time, and he had no money or soldiers, he was really happy with the nickname of Pink-faced Jade Butterfly, making friends with a group of bad friends, hooking up with good families, and visiting brothels.
At that time, he was about the same age as Channel 9's Li Fei. Thinking about it now, it feels like yesterday, and I feel very emotional.
Wang Qing sighed and said: "Miss Zhong is fighting for a fight. Don't kill the person on stage nine. Regardless of whether this person can hold on until later, he will be of great use to the family."
Next to him, the youngest Zhong screamed inwardly when he heard this, and said: "Younger, it's better not to go to the ring."
Zhong Lingxi glanced at her father and said with a smile: "Dad, my daughter has been deciding things since she was a child. Has there ever been any change?"
The youngest Zhong had a headache and had already begun to think about how to solve the problem once Zhong Lingxi killed the person on the 9th stage and prevent Wang Qing from losing face.
From the beginning to the end, he never worried that Zhong Lingxi would lose, or be killed by the people in Arena No. 9, as if Zhong Lingxi would definitely win if he challenged him.
Tian Bao and Song Jiang next to him noticed this. Tian Bao had a puzzled look on his face, while Song Jiang's eyes fell on Zhong Lingxi for a few seconds and then quickly looked away.
Zhong Lingxi looked at Wang Qing and said with a smile: "Prince Huai, please don't worry, I will definitely not kill that person."
Wang Qing nodded: "I agree, Miss Zhong must be careful not to get hurt."
Zhong Lingxi said: "Thank you King Huai for your concern. Lingxi will go now!"
After she finished speaking, she jumped out from the desk in front of her. Then, as if her feet did not touch the ground, she jumped very far away with just a slight movement, even passing over people's heads, causing a roar of anger.
The youngest Zhong stretched out his hand to touch his forehead and sighed: "I am ashamed to make King Huai laugh and make everyone laugh. My little girl has no rules."
Wang Qing shook his head, and Song Jiang said from the side: "Brother Zhong is serious. This is his true temperament. How can we laugh at it? Your daughter is acting like a chivalrous woman. We can't even envy her."
The youngest Zhong said hurriedly: "The leader of Song Dynasty is ridiculous. My little girl has no real temperament, she is just barbaric and rude." Although he said this, he felt in his heart that the second master of Liangshan really had his own style and deserved to be called. The nickname of Baoyi and Timely Rain.
At this time, Wang Qing saw that Zhong Lingxi was approaching the No. 9 ring, and couldn't help but ask Li Zhu: "Prime Minister, Zhong Nuxia's footwork is so fast, but is it the legendary flying on grass Kung Fu?"
Li Zhu shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, this is not flying on the grass. This is the eight-step method of chasing cicadas. It is a martial art unique to Mount Emei. Zhong Nuxia is a disciple of Master Jue of Baoding Temple in Mount Emei, so she will naturally know how to do it. Such martial arts."
Wang Qing heard this and said, "But that Emei Grandmaster?"
Li Zhu smiled and said: "Master Jue Mie is the Grand Master of Emei."
Wang Qing nodded and looked towards Arena No. 9 with an expectant expression on his face.
(End of chapter)
