The sun is rising.
The streets are already beginning to see excitement.
The carriage carrying everyone from the Qin family stopped at the outermost street in the north of the city.
Everyone in the Qin family got off the car and walked.
In addition to the people watching the excitement, there are many guards guarding various streets to prevent chaos.
The news that the city lord's residence was ransacked last night has already spread.
Many people are talking about it.
Luo Qingzhou listened carefully. Most of them were applauding and cursing how the Lord Meng and his family had done evil things.
And almost everyone was praising the eldest princess.
Judging from the previous situation, almost the entire people of Mo City were very supportive of the eldest princess.
Even Sister Dao regards the eldest princess as an idol and does not allow others to say bad things about her.
Luo Qingzhou had to admire the eldest princess's methods.
Of course, this is something that people have gained in exchange for their own strength and cannot be slandered.
After a while.
There were gradually more and more people in the square.
Everyone in the Qin family came inside, closest to the arena.
Qin Wenzheng showed his son's test certificate to the guard in front before allowing him to stand here and watch.
Those who can stand at the front and watch are, in addition to the family members of the warriors taking the test, there are also other warriors and people with status.
Ordinary people can only squeeze in at the outside.
It's still early.
Everyone in the Qin family was encouraging Qin Chuan, telling him not to be nervous and just perform normally.
Song Ruyue's face was full of worry, and she warned him repeatedly not to show off, and safety was the most important thing.
"Anyway, your eldest brother has already entered Longhu Academy, and our family also has a Jie Yuan. It doesn't matter if you fail. There is no shame in admitting defeat."
As soon as she said these words, everyone in the Qin family, including Qin Wenzheng, looked at her angrily.
"Sister-in-law, Chuan'er hasn't even come on stage yet, and you start talking about failure. It's so unlucky."
"Sister-in-law, you can't say that. Who would dislike the fact that their own children have so many talents? If Chuan'er passes the exam this time, it will be a double blessing for our Qin family."
"Sister-in-law, you'd better stop talking."
Qin Wenzheng directly reprimanded: "Shut up if you don't know how to speak!"
Seeing that Song Ruyue had aroused the anger of the Qin family, she immediately shrank her neck, not daring to say anything anymore, pouted, turned around and walked to the back, came to her daughter, and muttered aggrievedly: "It's wrong for people to worry about their son. What?"
"Jianjia, is mother at fault?"
She said aggrievedly.
Qin Jianjia shook her head slightly.
Song Ruyue sniffed, took her delicate jade hand and said, "It's better for our daughter. Those stinky old men, huh, will bully weak women like us..."
She glanced at someone standing behind, and immediately regained her momentum: "Qingzhou, you are now a master of civil education, why are you still acting like a little girl, hiding in the back shyly? Everyone is in front. I’m encouraging your second brother, but why don’t you join in the fun?”
Luo Qingzhou stood at the back and before he could answer, Qiu'er beside him quickly said: "Madam, there will be more and more people in the crowd soon. I am afraid that someone will take the opportunity to squeeze over, so I stand behind to protect the eldest lady."
Luo Qingzhou looked at her.
Others turned to look at her.
Even Xiaodie next to her looked at her with wide eyes, secretly admiring her: Sister Qiuer is so good at talking. Is this the reason, Master?
When Luo Qingzhou saw Miss Qin looking over, he quickly said respectfully: "Mother-in-law, I just didn't sleep well last night. My head is a little dizzy and I don't want to talk, so I just stood here and stayed quiet for a while."
Song Ruyue asked strangely: "Why didn't you sleep well last night? What did you do?"
Luo Qingzhou glanced at someone, lowered his head and said, "Read."
There was a hint of surprise on Song Ruyue's face, and then she nodded in approval and said: "Yes, you can win without being arrogant. This election is indeed just the beginning for you. Qingzhou, you still have to work hard and strive to win for us when the time comes. The champion comes back."
Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands and said, "Qingzhou will definitely live up to the expectations of my mother-in-law."
Song Ruyue was smiling all over her face, and she was very pleased and satisfied with his attitude.
The Master of Juren respects her so much, how can she not use it?
But the better the other person is, the more nervous she becomes.
She smiled slightly, approached Bai Ling, and whispered: "Watch this kid, don't let him stand behind and sneak away."
Bai Ling snickered and nodded.
Song Ruyue was worried and leaned close to Xia Chan again, whispering: "Chan'er, watch this kid, he is most afraid of you, don't let him run away."
Xia Chan clenched the sword in her hand and said, "He doesn't dare."
Song Ruyue smiled and said, "With you watching, I feel relieved."
While a few people were chatting, another group of people came over.
More than twenty burly men, surrounded by a tall young man, were all wearing blue attire, with the three characters "Beishan Fist" embroidered on their chests.
"He Hong from the Beishan Boxing Gym in the south of the city."
Luo Qingzhou remembered that second brother Qin mentioned this name yesterday.
Another moment passed.
Qian Yiming from Huwei Escort Agency was also surrounded by people.
Jiang Yan from the Jiang family came dressed in white and holding a folding fan, surrounded by four young men and several maids.
Luo Yu from Chengguo Mansion came last, surrounded by Luo Yannian, Wang, and several maids.
The guards of Chengguo Mansion suffered a lot of casualties last night, and today they were followed by four people.
Luo Qingzhou observed carefully and remembered all the people in Chengguo Mansion one by one.
When they came closer, Luo Yannian, his son, and Wang all looked at him, with calm expressions on their faces, as if nothing happened last night.
Luo Qingzhou also had a calm face and looked at them without evading them.
Luo Yu's eyes seemed to only stay on him for a few seconds, and then she looked in front of him.
Wang suddenly took his hand and spoke to him lovingly.
Luo Yannian also walked in front of him, blocking his view.
Seeing this scene, Luo Qingzhou paused and looked in front of him.
Miss Qin, dressed in a snow-white dress, was standing there quietly, bathing in the morning sunshine. Even in the noisy crowd, she naturally exuded a spotless fairy-like temperament, beautiful and ethereal. Beautiful as poetry and painting.
Bai Ling suddenly said: "Miss, my uncle is peeking at you from behind."
Luo Qingzhou looked away.
After a while, he looked at the people in Chengguo Mansion again.
Luo Yu had already looked away, with no other emotions visible on his face. He was looking at the stage, clenching his fists.
"when--"
The gong sounded.
Candidates, begin to enter the venue.
Under the expectation of everyone, the five candidates walked onto the large arena one after another and went to the back to draw lots.
In front of each candidate, there is a box, and in the box are the names of the other four candidates.
Those who catch each other start to compete.
If the capture is not successful the first time, you can continue to capture it.
In the end, there was only one person left, so he could rest for a while, and after four reached two, he would grab another person to challenge.
There is only one quota for this enrollment.
So as long as you fail once, you will never have another chance.
The drawing of lots was soon over.
He Yiming from the Huwei Escort Agency, and Jiang Yan from the Jiang family.
It was a coincidence that one of them used a knife and the other used a sword. They were both warriors who practiced weapons.
Qin Chuan faced He Hong, the successor of Beishan Boxing.
As for Luo Yu, you have to wait.
The gong sounded and the competition soon began.
The first pair to appear were He Yiming, who was burly and holding a golden-ringed sword, and Jiang Yan, who was wearing a white outfit and holding a Qingfeng sword, and had an elegant demeanor.
The warriors in the audience immediately shouted.
The two faced each other, raised their hands in a salute, and immediately started moving after the examiner said it was time to start.
He Yiming's sword skills were extremely ferocious, and every time he struck, he would chop and slash like a violent storm.
It looked rough and chaotic, but very organized. The sword was swung airtightly, making a whirring sound.
Jiang Yan's swordsmanship, on the other hand, follows a light and agile approach, instead of using force. He relies on footwork to easily release his sword force.
Pulling, sticking, picking, pressing, stabbing, etc., the swords are gleaming, and the figures are stacked one after another. It is like taking a leisurely stroll in the dense shadow of the swords, walking in circles around He Yiming, and showing off every move. .
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had fought hundreds of moves.
He Yiming's sword technique was fierce and fast, but it also consumed a lot of internal energy and strength. After a few cuts, the speed began to slow down slightly.
At this time, Jiang Yan's swordsmanship suddenly changed, becoming faster, fiercer, and fiercer.
The two fought for more than a hundred moves, and both of them were decorated.
Jiang Yan originally wanted to rely on his body and sword skills to first consume the opponent's internal energy and physical strength, and then slowly attack him. Unexpectedly, the opponent's physical strength and internal energy were extremely strong, and his sword was still fierce.
He was slashed directly on the shoulder. If he hadn't avoided it quickly, he might have been chopped off the entire shoulder.
Panting and dripping with sweat, the two continued to fight fiercely on the stage.
The warriors in the audience were dazzled and excited. They all shouted loudly. Some said they cut his lower body, while others said they stabbed his left shoulder...
Xia Chan held the sword and looked at it for a while, then suddenly turned her head and looked behind her.
Luo Qingzhou didn't know when he came up behind her, sniffing close to her and sniffing her hair.
The two looked at each other.
Luo Qingzhou was about to speak when a warrior next to him suddenly pointed at him and glared at him: "Little girl, this scholar just sniffed behind you for a long time and even squatted down to sniff your skirt. He is a pervert. Tell your parents!"
Luo Qingzhou looked at him and said, "I am her parent."
The warrior was stunned when he heard this, looked at the pretty girl and said, "Is he your parent?"
Before Xia Chan could reply, Luo Qingzhou suddenly reached out and held her cold little hand, then raised it up to show him.
At this time, Xiaodie also came over and said fiercely to the warrior: "We are together, I want you to mind your own business!"
The warrior's face froze, he turned his head away and looked at the stage, and said no more.
Everyone in the Qin family watched the competition on the stage intently, and no one paid attention to them.
Luo Qingzhou held the cold and tender little hand in his hand, and started stroking and kneading it with his other hand.
Xia Chan clenched the sword in her hand, looked at him coldly, struggled hard with her little hand, but did not break free.
Luo Qingzhou looked at the stage and said: "Chanchan, that man's sword is much slower than yours. If you go on stage, you will definitely be first."
As soon as he finished speaking, he screamed "Ah".
Mr. Jiang, who was holding a sword and had an elegant demeanor, unexpectedly made an oversight and was slashed on the right leg by the opponent!
The entire right leg actually flew out.
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