Mu Qingyun and Zhao Xiang saluted each other politely, smiled at each other, got off the ring, and went back to their homes.
As soon as Zhao Xiang left the martial arts arena, his face suddenly collapsed, and he clutched his chest and said, "Brother, how did you get the information? How do you protect and beat this soft little sister? You are too subtle, okay? You are too subtle. Is there any more!"
"Why don't you know how to take care of me?"
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"Uncle Zhuo, it's really true that we, the Yanzi Clan and the Baiyun Clan, have been friends for many years, and yet we did such a crazy thing."
If Zhuo Yan hadn't come over to get close to her, with various explicit hints, saying that Zhang Qingqing was young and had only a short time to get started, she would have asked Zhao Xiang to take it easy and never hurt Zhang Qingqing. qδ
They would not tell the junior sister to take care of the little girl even though they knew that Zhang Qingqing defeated Sun Feifei with one move.
Mu Qingqing has now defeated two outstanding contemporary newcomers, Sun Feifei and Zhao Xiang, in a row. It can be said that he has become famous in one battle.
Zhuo Yanfei watched the children playing happily from a distance, feeling happy and worried at the same time.
The little seedlings at home don't have to worry about pruning and watering, they just grow taller by themselves, so naturally they should be happy.
But if it grows too fast, it might be broken by the wind, which is really worrying.
Fortunately, the competition committee is also very concerned about the safety of young warriors. The older generation will eventually pass away, and the future belongs to the young.
Although it is necessary to clear up Mu Luosheng, we cannot use our own future to fill the hole.
Their Qingqing has such a great potential and a bright future. The competition committee can't wait to tie up the rope and take good care of it.
Even if Qingqing is young and impulsive and is willing to fight Mu Luosheng, the elders will not agree.
Mu Qingyun ignored the entanglements of his elders and went back to his room to seriously analyze his opponents for the next round. He kept preparing until the dead of night, then felt his growling belly and ran out to look for food.
It's getting late, and the waiters need to take a rest.
However, Professor Wang and the others knew that the children had the habit of eating late night snacks, so they rented a small kitchen from the hotel and left someone to watch the fire.
If anyone is hungry, it is convenient to go to the kitchen to cook some porridge and noodles.
Mu Qingyun entered the kitchen, where two young men dressed as chefs were sitting on recliners and dozing off. When they saw her entering, they quickly stood up to greet her.
"Don't get up, go to sleep, I'll cook some simple dishes."
Mu Qingyun's cooking skills are quite skillful.
The rice was simmered until it was half-cooked. I cut a piece of sausage and put it on top. I slightly adjusted the sauce, cut a few bamboo shoots, put it into the pot with the pickles and simmered for a while.
After a while, the wooden lid was lifted, and the aroma burst out with the hot steam.
Mu Qingyun took a deep breath, filled out a large bowl, and stuffed it into his mouth one bite at a time, regardless of how hot it was.
"call."
Apart from anything else, in terms of ingredients, they are still the best of this era.
The rice is fragrant and glutinous, and the sausages are also cooked authentically.
While Mu Qingyun was enjoying his meal, several heads popped out of the kitchen. They were Master Zhuo, Wang Jiaoxi, Situ Qingshuang, Senior Li from the competition committee, and several disciples from other sects.
After blinking, Mu Qingyun gave the door owner and others the dishes and chopsticks with a wink.
"Qingqing, stop moving. Eat yours. Others can eat it themselves."
Zhuo Yanfei smiled.
Everyone responded and lined up by themselves with smiles.
Situ Qingshuang was first in line, holding a ceramic bowl, and casually found a decorative stone pier at the door of the kitchen to sit down, and started to eat slowly, her manners were very good, but she ate better than Master Zhuo and the others. Much faster.
Mu Qingyun felt a little surprised for a moment.
When we first met, Master Situ was not what he is now.
He seems to have a mysophobia, has a big attitude, and always rides on a float decorated with gold and silver when traveling. At first glance, he seems to be the kind of character who is not very down-to-earth.
At this time, he seemed a bit obedient.
Zhuo Yanfei was the second to take the shovel and shovel the sausage in the pot to Mu Qingyun, and then put the rest for himself.
Wang Jiaoxi couldn't laugh or cry: "It's as if we don't know how to feel sorry for Qingqing."
Mu Qingyun smiled.
However, the sausage is really delicious.
The group of people sat together and ate together. Mu Qingyun's cooking skills were really good. Although it was just an ordinary "lazy rice", with her skillful seasoning, it had a fresh and rich taste that left a fragrance on the lips and teeth.
Zhuo Yanfei turned to look at Chen Yi sitting next to her: "Chen Yi, just admit defeat tomorrow."
Chen Yi agreed.
Tomorrow her opponent will be Situ Qingshuang.
"The Anbang Dingguo Tournament was actually held like this, ugh."
Mr. Li was a little helpless.
He has been a member of the competition committee seven times, and never once has it been as troublesome as this time.
Zhuo Yanfei looked solemn.
Situ Qingshuang licked the last grain of rice into her mouth, swallowed it and said softly: "Seniors, don't worry, I have a sword that can cut off rivers and seas, split mountains and rocks, and I will definitely win the battle, but if I don't win, I will die."
Zhuo Yanfei became furious when he heard this.
Senior Li was also angry: "You young people, you open your mouth to die for the country, and keep your mouth shut to sacrifice your life, do you think you are heroes?"
"They are all dead, who will do the work? If His Highness the Crown Prince recruits us again, how many more years can we old guys fight?"
Mu Qingyun didn't listen to their roars. After eating in a few mouthfuls, he hurriedly slipped back to sleep.
For the next five days, Mu Qingyun fought consecutive battles. The more fierce the battle, the more harmonious the aura around his body became, and his state was quite stable.
Chen Yi laughed after the game and said, "Qingqing is doing great now, she has a very popular aura with every move she makes."
After these five days, first Chen Yi took the initiative to admit defeat against Situ Qingshuang and was eliminated.
Several other senior brothers and sisters were also eliminated one after another.
Mu Qingyun himself didn't expect that it would be her, a young junior sister who had just started training, who was still standing on the ring.
The audience outside the venue must not have expected it.
After the last game of the day, Mu Qingyun quickly grabbed a handful of peanuts from Chen Yi's hand and gave them to his red-eyed opponent.
Her opponent this time was a little sister, fourteen years old, from the Yun family in Jiangnan, named Yun Duoer.
Yun Duoer is good at marksmanship. On the ring just now, Mu Qingyun was dazzled by what he saw. It was dotted with cold stars, and the silver light was like practice, and water could not be splashed into it.
She couldn't hold it back for a moment, and her attacks were a little ruthless.
The little girl was beaten so hard that she wiped away tears.
Mu Qingyun quickly went over to coax him.
Click!
Suddenly there was a flash of light, and when Mu Qingyun turned around, he saw that a camera had been set up on the martial arts field.
There were two photographers taking pictures of the whole scene.
Cameras are extremely rare nowadays, and there are only two photo studios in the capital.
As expected of being sponsored by the richest man, Anbang Dingguo Tournament is really rich.
Mu Qingyun shook his head and finally coaxed Yun Duo'er to stop crying, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"She is Zhang Qingqing. She is indeed young and beautiful."
Beside the martial arts arena, several historian reporters were hurriedly interviewing some of the favorites in the Anbang Tournament.
Xie Ruo didn't go over to join in the fun and just stared at Zhang Qingqing.
She had noticed this guy early on. From the day she first defeated Sun Feifei, she felt that this Zhang Qingqing would be a very great warrior.
Xie Ruo couldn't help but take out his notebook and write hard. Not only did he ask a lot of people on the martial arts field about their impressions of Miss Zhang, but he also stayed awake completely when he returned home and introduced the newcomer to the Yuncheng martial arts gym at length.
