Chapter 2226 Shit Luck

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When Song Qingshu came to power, he vaguely heard someone talking in private: "Is this shameless again?"

"Compared to his shamelessness, I think he's lucky."

"I think his luck has come to an end this time. That Tubo prince is not an easy-going character. I heard that this time, he is determined to win the princess of Xixia. On the way to Xixia, there are checkpoints that he sent people to set up everywhere, preventing those who came to participate. Young people, if they are not bad, they will be beaten and their hands will be broken. This time they face each other, and they will be taught a bad lesson."

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Song Qingshu looked depressed, and he also spent money to buy off his opponent in the first game. How could he cause so much resentment to everyone? That being the case, this competition will let you know what it means to have eyes but not know Mount Tai.

But who knew that Zong Zan had not appeared for a long time after he came to power. Everyone looked curiously at the actions of the Tubo mission and found that not only Zong Zan had not come, but even the beautiful and dignified Princess Jincheng was not there.

Song Qingshu frowned darkly: No matter how you practiced Jiu Mozhi, there is no trace of them, what the hell are they doing?

After repeated confirmation, the referee found that no one from Tubo came to participate, and declared Song Qingshu the winner.

"Fuck, is there any reason?"

"Why is this forced to win again?"

"Every round of his opponents will have problems. Is this person poisonous?"

"Why is this kid so lucky?"

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Song Qingshu couldn't help but spread his hands: "Do you blame me?"

When he returned to the Southern Song embassy, ​​even the woman in the yellow shirt looked at him with a very strange look: "I'm a little scared now, if I don't admit defeat in advance against you in the next round, will I also encounter such an accident? ."

Song Qingshu looked wronged: "It really has nothing to do with me this time."

"According to what you mean, that means it has something to do with you a few times before?" The woman in yellow shirt was keenly aware of something.

"Looking at my honest and pure face, I'm really innocent." Song Qingshu said solemnly.

Being watched close at hand, the woman in the yellow shirt blushed slightly, and hurriedly raised her back: "Bah, your shameless appearance reminds me of someone."

Song Qingshu laughed twice, not daring to say anything else, so as not to get burned.

The second round started on the stage, Qinghai Luansilu played against Xiao Feng of Liao.

The tantric big mudra faced the eighteen palms of the descending dragon, and the two sides played extremely well, but there was still no suspense in the ending. Where was Xiao Feng's opponent, he quickly conceded defeat and stepped down.

Song Qingshu, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but frown. He could see that Sui Lao didn't do his best. Even though he couldn't defeat Xiao Feng in the end with his martial arts, he didn't lose so fast, and his face was still faint after he lost. Hi, it's really weird.

The next game is Hulagu vs Miyamoto Musashi.

After Miyamoto Musashi came to power, he gave up his sword and admitted defeat: "I can't think of a way to crack your musket, and I can only get injured if I fight it, so I admit defeat."

The people around expressed their understanding. After all, everyone witnessed the tragic situation of Shan Yuru yesterday. The power of a musket is really not something that flesh and blood can compete with.

The yellow-shirted girl couldn't help but let out a snort: "No, with the martial arts that Miyamoto Musashi showed before, Xu Liewu was inconvenient to move. At such a close distance, it was difficult for the musket to hurt him. Why did he surrender?"

Song Qingshu thought that Mongolia and Dongying had been united for a long time. Could it be that Miyamoto Musashi really fought Xu Liewu?

When he thinks of this, he is very depressed. It is also cheating to make his opponent surrender. Why is there no one here to scold Xu Liewu, not to mention that I haven't cheated in these rounds? Just because Jia Baoyu has a little white face, does he look like a bully?

Next is Zhai Xingzi from the Constellation faction against Zhuang Juxian from the Beggar Gang.

After taking the stage, Zhai Xingzi asked in a cold voice, "You use a lot of the martial arts of our Constellation School, where did you steal it from?"

Song Qingshu nodded secretly, Zhuang Juxian's boxing skills basically depended on the teachings of A Zi at the beginning, as well as those poisonous skills of the Constellation School. Maybe other people can't see it, but how could Zhai Xingzi not know it?

Hearing the other party's questioning, Zhuang Juxian was at a loss for words, and Quan Guanqing said for him, "Don't talk nonsense, we help the master to be unparalleled in the world, do we need to learn your side-by-side kung fu? Help the master don't talk nonsense with him, teach him well."

"Okay!" Although Zhuang Juxian was a little blunt, he knew that it would be a shame to be questioned like this in front of everyone's eyes, so he rushed towards the other party like a cannonball, "Death!"

Seeing the opponent's aggressive approach, Zhai Xingzi didn't dare to take it hard. With a little toes, his body flew to the other side of the ring, avoiding the opponent's fierce blow.

His figure is indistinct, and he is also a bit handsome. The lightness that he showed this time attracted a lot of applause from the audience.

Even the woman in the yellow shirt nodded and said, "It's no wonder that you dare to call yourself a star picker. Qinggong does have its own uniqueness."

But Xue Baochai couldn't help but say, "I don't think his Qinggong can catch up with his elder sister, but it is too arrogant to dare to call himself the star."

at this time

The battle situation on the stage changed again. Obviously, Zhai Xingzi was not satisfied with avoiding defenses all the time. He saw his robes shake and a green flame suddenly ignited in front of him. Obviously, he was also afraid of the opponent's martial arts and knew that ordinary piercing nails , Bliss thorn and other means could not hurt him, so he directly took out the ability to press the bottom of the box and planned to solve the battle quickly.

Xue Baochai, who has stepped down from the stage, can't help but admire: "It's so strong.

Internal force, can actually produce flames out of thin air. "

The woman in the yellow shirt shook her head: "His breathing should not have such deep inner strength, but I don't understand how he made the flames."

Song Qingshu, who was on the side, couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority in terms of IQ. Zhexingzi should be using drugs such as white phosphorus. This kind of chemical knowledge will be known to any middle school student in the future.

Seeing a green flame coming, Zhuang Juxian didn't dare to take it and hurriedly avoided it. Who knew that the green flame seemed to have eyes and turned to follow.

Zhuang Juxian is not good at light kung fu, and his fists and kicks are even more superficial. After a few rounds, he was forced to a blind spot by Lu Yan. Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, he mustered up his inner strength and slammed the green flame directly with his palm. was beaten to pieces.

Zhai Xingzi was taken aback, the opponent's internal strength was somewhat stronger than he expected, but now that the arrow was on the string, he had to shoot, the palm strength suddenly increased, and the scattered green flames turned into a big fireball and flew over.

Just now, Zhuang Juxian smashed away the green flames with a palm, and he couldn't help but calm down. He continued to use his internal force to attack the past with the palm wind. The fireball could no longer score a single point, and was even slowly forced back.

Zhai Xingzi looked miserable. He bit the tip of his tongue hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The flame was sprayed by his blood. It was dark at first, and then it was so bright that the audience couldn't keep their eyes open.

I saw his body spinning rapidly, turning a dozen circles like a top, his sleeves floating, and the entire fireball swelled violently, pressing down on the opponent like a wall of fire.

The woman in yellow shirt couldn't help but sighed: "The constellation faction is notorious, but it has been able to stand in the martial arts forest for decades without falling. He does have the ability."

Many people in the field nodded their heads in amazement, and obviously they had a similar judgment. People in the Ming Cult couldn't help but be overjoyed when they saw Zhuang Juxian being swallowed by the flames, wishing that he would be burned alive inside.

Suddenly, there was a crisp cracking sound from the arena, like the sound of ice cubes shattering. When everyone looked closely, they saw that the surging musket seemed to have suddenly solidified.

The next moment, a cold air that was visible to the naked eye swept up, and it froze the wall of fire abruptly!

"Can the flame be frozen?" Everyone was dumbfounded.

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