In this final and crucial ninth contest, Fuso sent a scholar.
This really made the people watching stunned. No wonder they were surprised, mainly because this man's clothes and behavior had nothing to do with a warrior.
Especially when he is dressed up in a Liang man's headdress and doesn't speak a word, at a glance, it is no exaggeration to say that he is a Liang man.
This person's appearance on the stage not only made the people a little stunned, but also the chamberlain who was responsible for presiding over the ring competition was stunned for a while. After confirming with the Fuso delegation for a long time, it was confirmed that this person was the ninth warrior of Fuso. , Musashi River.
Su Yong looked indifferently at Musashigawa, who was standing opposite him with a kind face. The two sides cupped their hands, and the curious ninth battle was about to begin.
The people are still very curious about the ninth battle. By the ninth battle, both sides should send out real masters.
Su Yong from Daliang is currently unknown about his strength, but he is valued by Su Qi'an. He comes from the Dongshan Marquis Mansion, so he has some advantages over him.
As for Fuso Musashigawa, who was dressed as a scholar, everyone was curious to see what abilities this person had.
If they can't amaze them, then the last so-called master in Fuso is probably just a gimmick, trying to build momentum on the surface and put some pressure on them.
As the warriors from both sides appeared, in the private room, Su Qi'an stood by the stand early with a calm expression, but his clasped hands on the stand revealed his uneasiness.
Xie Cang, who was following him, also had a serious expression on his face. He was born in the military and naturally knew that when it comes to people's opinions, one should never judge people by their appearance. This is a taboo.
The calmer and more harmless the other person appears, the more terrifying this person is.
Moreover, the seven or eight games he had just experienced, with one win and one loss, were exactly the same as what Su Qi'an had told him earlier.
In order to completely shirk the responsibility and not make it so obvious, there must be one win and one loss in the seventh and eighth games, dragging the competition to the ninth game.
After seven or eight dangerous scenes, the hearts of the people present had long been mobilized, and everyone's eyes were focused on the final ninth scene.
If you win the ninth game, you can talk about anything, and all kinds of flattery and praise will come like a flood. But if you lose, Su Zhe and Su Tai don't even need to speak. The ministers in the private room will say a few words,
The emotions of 30,000 people are definitely mobilized, and the backlash of this mobilized public opinion is terrible.
Even for Su Qian, if it cannot be dealt with in time, the consequences will be very troublesome. This is truly using public sentiment to achieve one's own goals.
Su Qi'an was not the only person in Daliang who was proficient in the use of public opinion. As the most powerful prince in Daliang, his use of public opinion would not go to waste.
This is killing two birds with one stone. On the one hand, he stands at the top and shirks all responsibilities. On the other hand, he can watch Su Qi'an being backlashed by the public opinion of Kyoto City. This is the real blow.
The previous quarrel in the imperial city was just a small fight. Now if Su Yong loses in the arena competition, the final responsibility will fall entirely on Su Qi'an.
By then, the high reputation he has accumulated in Kyoto City will eventually fall to the bottom at an alarming speed.
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This is no joke. The people's overwhelming praise for Wei Yun just now is the best example.
If he loses, he will be the one who suffers the backlash. Even the top masters in Kyoto are so cautious, let alone Su Qian.
After understanding the thoughts of Su Zhe and Su Tai, Xie Cang was very worried. The current situation was completely following the plans of the two princes step by step.
Even if they see through it, they can't stop it. The current emotions mobilized by 30,000 people are a big obstacle.
At this time, they were already on top, like a flood that was about to break out at any time. Whoever poured cold water on their heads would only suffer the consequences in the end.
Xie Cang was silent and did not speak. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the corner of the private room.
In the corner, there was something wrapped in a piece of black cloth. It looked like a weapon. Only Xie Cang and Su Qi'an knew what it was.
Xie Cang frowned. He really didn't want Su Qi'an to go to that point. If possible, he could take Su Qi'an's place.
At this time, Su Qi'an's voice sounded in Xie Cang's ears.
"Brother Xie, don't be so anxious. Relax. The ninth competition has just begun. It's not certain whether we will get there. We have to have confidence in our own people."
Xie Cang turned around and looked at Su Qi'an, who had her back turned to him. The worry in his eyes disappeared. He nodded slowly, took a few steps forward, looked at the martial arts competition below, and said softly.
"Well, Brother Su is right. We still don't know who will win. My Da Liang man is not that weak. At worst, he will just cause a scene in the end."
At this time, in the arena below, Su Yong and Musashigawa were already fighting.
As expected, being able to play in the last game is definitely not as simple as it seems.
Although Musashigawa is dressed as a scholar, his every dodge is very agile, and his moves are a bit ruthless.
His weapon was none other than the fan in his hand, or more accurately, an iron fan.
Under his control, this iron fan was silky and smooth, and the rotation of the fan blades had a bit of edge.
If he were an ordinary person, he would probably have been killed by an iron fan blade that slashed his neck.
Musashikawa was fine if he didn't take action. Once he made a move, it would be fatal. His moves were precise and ruthless.
But Su Yong is not an ordinary warrior. At first, he did not look down upon Musashigawa who was dressed as a scholar. After entering the ring, his eyes never left his body from the beginning to the end.
Su Yong is much stronger now than he was three years ago. Three years ago, he was just skinny.
But today, three years later, not only is his body stronger, but Su Qian's specially equipped mandarin duck axe, which is even more powerful for him who is good at close combat.
The Yuanyang Yue itself is an excellent weapon for close combat and assassination. With Su Yong's skills, coupled with such weapons, his strength can be increased by another 20 to 30%.
After three years of being with Su Qi'an, Su Yong is now stronger than Tong Zhan in some aspects.
Musashigawa's iron fan weapon posed no threat to him. The fight between the two sides was back and forth, and it was difficult to see who had the upper hand.
The people present looked at this scene and naturally applauded, but Su Qian knew that this seemingly ordinary Musashi River did not use his full strength at all.
….
His fighting attitude was very calm, with a smile on his face, as if he was trying to trick someone.
After more than ten rounds of fighting between the two, Su Yong also discovered the problem.
Without hesitation, he twirled his two axes, jamming the iron fan directly, and then kicked it out. Musashigawa was slightly startled by Su Yong's attack, but he quickly reacted and dodged easily on one side of his body. Opened Su Yong's attack.
The weapons in both hands were in a stalemate, and no one could break away from the other, and all the subsequent moves were grounding skills.
No matter how Su Yong changed his kicking techniques, Musashigawa easily resolved them.
Musashigawa had a smile on his face, and while dodging, he said sarcastic words that were not very smooth.
"I still have some understanding of Da Liang's martial arts. Your moves should not be Da Liang's orthodox martial arts. To use your Da Liang's words, this is a wild way."
"This kind of wild approach can't be put on the stage at all, and it is useless to me. Although I respect the martial arts of Da Liang, the warriors of Da Liang obviously have not learned the essence. Whether it is you or the previous warriors, In my opinion, it’s all rubbish.”
"It's a pity that you have wasted Daliang's martial arts skills in vain. You should just admit defeat. Maybe I will give you a decent step down and admit defeat."
Musashigawa's chattering did not make Su Yong willing to give in. Su Yong sneered.
"Hmph, you are worthy of letting me admit defeat. Even if you are a wild man, you will have to pay the price for underestimating him."
As soon as the words fell, Su Yong, who had just reached a stalemate with Musashigawa, broke free from his restraint the next moment.
He held the ax in both hands and stabbed Musashi River crazily. Musashi River still looked calm, dodging while shaking his head.
"I said, it's useless. It's up to you. No matter what tricks you use, they are vulnerable in my eyes. Why waste your efforts."
"Yeah, try this trick."
Su Yong's twin axes were thrown out like hidden weapons. Musashigawa was startled by this scene. He subconsciously used an iron fan to knock away the twin axes that were coming towards him.
Having dodged the attack, in his opinion, Su Yong, who was holding a pair of axes, was the most threatening, but now that he had lost all his weapons, what threat did it still pose to him.
Musashigawa was confused, but this confusion was answered the next moment.
Su Yong threw away his weapon, took advantage of the situation and rushed straight towards Musashi River, hitting his chest with both fists. Although he was fast, Musashi River still managed to dodge him.
Musashigawa shook his head and was about to taunt, but then he heard the rapid sound of breaking wind in his ears.
Just as the iron fan in his hand was about to resist, there was a sound of metal collision, and then, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes.
The black shadow flashed past, and when he came back to his senses, at some point, Su Yong was standing in front of him holding two axes.
Su Yong wanted to attack, but was stopped by Musashigawa. Musashigawa twirled his iron fan and took advantage of the opportunity to distance himself.
Musashigawa stood still and stayed with Su Yong for a while. At this time, the shouts around the ring disappeared in an instant, replaced by silence.
Because Musashigawa was dressed as a scholar at this time. His headdress was knocked off at some point, and his long hair was hanging down. Musashigawa's hair was disheveled and he looked a little embarrassed.
That's not the most important thing. Musashigawa held the fan in his right hand, stretched out his left hand, and touched his cheek.
There was a little blood on his fingers. Just now, at the moment when he was dodging, this Liangren warrior not only knocked off his headgear but also left a shallow blood mark on his face.
The two axes he had knocked out were used. The time before and after this was only ten breaths at most.
He had experienced Su Yong's skills before, but he was able to pick up the two knocked-off axes in such a short period of time, and hit him while he was careless. Even he couldn't do it at such a speed.
Want to do it, unless...
Musashigawa's eyes flashed, as if he thought of something. He stared at Su Yong's hands holding the yue for a while, and seemed to see something.
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