After chatting for a while, Xue Peng looked at the time and asked with a smile: "The opening ceremony has been going on for a long time. You guys, please don't just hang around and play. Who can go up and show us the young warriors in Yuncheng?"
No one in the packed house was willing to move.
You look at me, I look at you, Si Yan sighed: "Why do you have to play this trick?"
Xue Peng was helpless: "Most of the children participating are newcomers, and many are participating in the competition for the first time. Of course, there should be a role model to let them have a look and see what a real master is like."
Si Yan smiled: "When I was seven years old, I knew what you were doing was just to coax children."
Except for Mu Qingyun, everyone here is a well-known person who often goes to various martial arts competitions.
As for Su Hang, he didn't start early, but there was still a period of time when he could attend three venues a day, and the things he had to do in each venue were almost the same.
Anyway, I just go on stage to show off my superior demeanor and have fake fights with various characters.
Yes, it's usually a fake fight.
Either they beat the youngsters gently and tenderly, or they compete with the seniors in an exhibition match that makes the audience's eyes light up. They are simply boring to death.
Taking care of a young plant should be done leisurely, just like caring for a seedling. It cannot survive wind and rain, nor can it be blown by strong winds.
You should respect the seniors when beating them, and the methods should not be too soft, which would be embarrassing, nor too hard, which would easily lead to accidents.
It's annoying anyway.
Su Hang lowered his head and played with his fingers. After the days when he was curious about everything and extremely motivated, he was no longer interested in these various activities.
The same goes for everyone else.
Xue Peng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "This time there are two of you, fight by yourself, just treat it as a practice match. It's so easy, hurry up!"
Everyone looked at each other. Since they are here, they still have to give face.
Si Yan said: "Miss Qingqing is still in the fresh stage, so how about Miss Qingqing?"
Mu Qingyun raised his eyebrows: "Okay, although I don't think it's very new."
"As for the other one, rock, scissors, paper?"
That’s okay.
After three battles, Yun Duoer was chosen.
Yun Duoer had no choice but to get up unwillingly and took Mu Qingyun to change clothes.
A makeup artist came over and put makeup on the two of them briefly, then got up and followed Xue Peng to the stadium ahead.
As soon as he entered from the backstage, Mu Qingyun couldn't help but be surprised - there were so many martial arts enthusiasts in Yuncheng?
The oval grandstands in three directions of the stadium were already filled with spectators.
There are more than a thousand people!
Yun Duoer whispered: "The tickets are very expensive. The VIP seats in the first two rows cost twenty taels of silver. Even the seats and standing tickets at the back cost one tael of silver."
"And almost no tickets are given to relatives and friends. If contestants want to bring their relatives and friends, they have to buy their own tickets."
Mu Qingyun suddenly understood.
It seems that the commercial nature of this martial arts competition is more intense.
No wonder she discovered as soon as she walked in that the sound and light special effects on this stage were excellent.
In this era, few people even abroad know how to design stage effects.
As soon as the opening dance started, Mu Qingyun immediately relaxed and felt as leisurely as watching a live concert.
.... Yun Duoer blinked and asked in a low voice: "The leader, has she not practiced her basic skills well?"
Otherwise, why would the soles of her feet become unstable, the lower body unstable, and a bunch of useless movements? What’s even more strange is that when she showed off her Qinggong skills, she actually had to use a steel wire!
Is the steel wire a new type of weapon developed?
Mu Qingyun sighed and patted Yun Duo'er's little head: "Forget it, it's actually not a bad thing to keep a natural little head like yours."
The emcee on the stage was holding the microphone, his eyes filled with tears and his blood boiling.
"...Today, both the victor and the loser are heroes. Everyone standing here must have a dream."
Thoughts and hopes are about to embark on this bright road to the peak of martial arts. "
"You guys are setting sail here. Please take a good look at your opponents. Perhaps ten years from now, or even five years from now, they will be your comrades working side by side, and they will fight together on the highest stage of the entire Sky Blue Continent warriors."
"When the time comes, when I recall this moment, I hope you all will smile knowingly and have no regrets..."
The eyes of countless spectators in the stands were glaring, and many of them were moved to tears by the words of the emcee.
Center of the third row.
Sun Yuzhi smiled, looked down at Zhang Xiuxiu next to her, and whispered: "The Yuncheng Youth Martial Arts Competition ranks quite high among various youth martial arts competitions across the country, and it is very valuable."
"My cousin originally wanted to participate, but she seems to have been seeking a break from isolation recently, so she didn't come. However, a cousin of mine participated."
"My cousin is different from me. I prefer literature. He loves martial arts, is very good at martial arts, and has a stubborn temper. He has to come to participate in the competition."
"Actually, our family doesn't want him to participate in this kind of competition. Compared with other young contestants, he is not on the same level."
Zhang Xiuxiu nodded seriously: "Then you shouldn't let your brother come to bully people."
"I just saw the promotional poster at the door. The main purpose of our competition in Cloud City is to inspire young warriors. It would not be good if someone is shocked and loses their confidence."
Sun Yuzhi sighed: "I just hope that my unlucky brother will take it easy for a while."
The emcee was still eloquent on the stage, praising all the players present before taking a drink of water and proceeding to the next step.
"Now we invite young martial artists, Miss Zhang Qingqing and Miss Yun Duoer to come on stage."
Sun Yuzhi was startled.
Zhang Xiuxiu suddenly felt uneasy and helpless. Why was Zhang Qingqing everywhere?
She didn't have any objections to this silly sister in her family before. She didn't intend to have a deep relationship with her anyway, so she just got along with her.
But recently, whenever Zhang Qingqing appeared in front of Mr. Sun, she would be frightened.
Sure enough, another layer of ice formed on Sun Yuzhi's face.
The emcee on the stage did not care about the mood of a certain audience in the audience, and praised Mu Qingyun sincerely.
What about the champion of the Anbang Dingguo Tournament, the leader among contemporary young martial artists, the future hope of the martial arts world in the Ming Dynasty, the treasure in the heart of the sword god, etc., etc.
There were bursts of suppressed cheers from the audience.
All the players’ eyes were shining.
Zhang Xiuxiu felt that Mr. Sun would turn into a big-bellied toad if he kept blowing it on stage.
The emcee played for a long time, probably at a loss for words, and finally got to the point: "Now we invite Zhang Qingqing and Yun Duo'er to bring us a wonderful showdown as the finale of this opening ceremony."
Cheers broke out.
Mu Qingyun winked at Yun Duo'er, and the two of them jumped into the air and rushed straight to the auditorium, where they quickly exchanged more than a dozen rounds.
He was stunned to kill a circle above the audience before returning to the stage.
Yun Duoer's spear was as fast as thunder.
Mu Qingyun's sword floated like a flower.
One is hard and the other is soft, the effect of the fight is simply beautiful.
The full audience raised their heads, feeling the light and shadow of Chi Chi's sword above their heads. They held their breath for a moment, and many people's faces turned red from holding back. After the two people returned to the stage, they burst into deafening cheers.
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The Snow Emperor
