Chapter 490 Good Swordsmanship with Many Flaws

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"What is a nurse?" The two women were taken aback by the strange term.

"Uh..." Song Qingshu finally recovered from the nurse's outfit in his head, "I'll explain this later, Zhiruo, what about other sects?"

"I didn't ask about the Sun Moon God Cult of the Safflower Society, who obviously wouldn't help, but as for the Songshan School and the Shaolin Temple, these famous schools and sects, they said it beautifully, but they promised something substantive, according to me. It would be nice if they didn't fall into the trap when they saw it. The most irritating thing is the Quanzhen Sect, who usually pretend to be defenders who fight against foreigners in the rivers and lakes. As a result, when I went to contact them this time, most of their answers were perfunctory. I'll really do my best." Zhou Zhiruo said more and more angrily, her chest heaving violently.

"Zhiruo, you must have suffered a lot when dealing with these sects." Song Qingshu shook Zhou Zhiruo's hand distressedly.

"Actually, it's alright." She quietly glanced at Zhu Yuruo who was beside her, and Zhou Zhiruo drew her hand back with a blushing face.

Zhou Zhiruo paused for a while and continued, "You know Qingshu, they had elders injured in our hands at the Lion Slaughtering Conference. I saw the Longyou Gang that they supported before agreeing to your candidacy for this Golden Snake Conference. It's untied, who knows that I came to the door and was almost besieged by them, which is really puzzling."

Song Qingshu laughed dryly. The reason was actually very simple. The Longyou Gang was actually controlled by Zhao Min, and of course they agreed. As for the Jiangnan Beggar Gang, they obviously belonged to the kind that was sold by Zhao Min and still counting money for her.

In view of the relationship between Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min, Song Qingshu felt that it would be better not to say anything.

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head and quickly put aside the matter of the Jiangnan Beggar Gang: "Although we can't win the Jiangnan Beggar Gang, we can still win the Xiangyang Beggar Gang."

"Ah?" Song Qingshu was stunned, the Xiangyang Beggar Gang... I'm afraid Huang Rong's few people were in the field.

Apparently guessing the doubts in his heart, Zhou Zhiruo hurriedly said: "Although the number of Xiangyang Beggar Gang is small, Huang Rong's prestige cannot be held back. If she is willing to help, the Jiangnan Beggar Gang might be able to temporarily abandon personal grievances and resist foreigners together. What's more, Huang Rong is also a strategist female Zhuge, and she alone can stand up to thousands of troops."

"But people may not help us, right?" Song Qingshu said with a guilty conscience.

"Will she dare to help!" Zhou Zhiruo snorted with wide eyes, "Don't look at who rescued her back then, if she is ungrateful, don't blame me for revealing her fluffy and disheveled appearance at the time. ."

Zhu Yuyu couldn't help laughing: "Sister, don't worry, as long as Big Brother Song asks softly, she will definitely help."

Seeing the two women standing on the same front, Song Qingshu wisely shut his mouth and let the two women bombard him indiscriminately.

The stipulated time for adjusting the interest rate passed quickly, and Huang Rong announced the official start of the final competition of the Golden Snake King.

Looking at a man and a woman standing on the arena, the heroes in the arena are confused, and the leaders of the Golden Snake Camp are even more conflicted. But on the other hand, the Manchu army was under pressure, and they urgently needed someone who was really capable to lead them out of the difficulties. In this way, Song Qingshu was a better choice...

Song Qingshu, who was standing on the stage, didn't think so much. His first thought was that the Golden Snake Camp was really efficient under Qingqing's organization, and they built a new arena in such a short period of time.

The second thought was to glance at Ah Qing who was on the opposite side, and couldn't help but ask, "Sister Ah Qing, have you recovered from your injury?"

"How can it be so fast," Ah Qing pouted, and subconsciously touched the faintly painful chest, "But it has little effect on my strength, big brother, don't underestimate the enemy."

Hearing Ah Qing's words, the faces of everyone in the Honghua Club turned ashen, and Yuan Ziyi also subconsciously covered her face. This silly girl, she had been told to show her weakness before, and Song Qingshu to take it lightly before suddenly bursting out.

Song Qingshu also reminded with a serious face: "Aqing, you have to be careful, because you are too strong, I may not be able to keep my hands later."

"Got it," Ah Qing waved the green bamboo stick in his hand indifferently, "Big brother is the person with the highest swordsmanship that Ah Qing has met in the Central Plains this time. Ah Qing has long wanted to fight with big brother."

Looking at the stick in Ah Qing's hand, Song Qingshu's expression suddenly became a little weird. I really don't know where she got so many identical green bamboo sticks. Is it similar to the automatic repair weapons in online games?

"By the way, big brother, where is your weapon?" Seeing Song Qingshu's distracted attention, Ah Qing did not rush to attack, but kindly reminded him.

Feeling Ah Qing's kindness, Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile slightly, and a wooden sword suddenly appeared in his hand. During this time, Song Qingshu's martial arts advanced by leaps and bounds. It's been a long time since he used a weapon, but facing Ah Qing, he didn't dare to have the slightest bit. To large.

Seeing the wooden sword in his hand, Ah Qing's eyes suddenly lit up. At her level, of course, she wouldn't judge a weapon by its appearance, not to mention that she used a bamboo stick herself.

"Hehe, it seems that the green bamboo stick will not be damaged this time." Thinking of the first two rounds of competition, her green bamboo stick was either broken or smashed, and Ah Qing was still quite resentful.

"Ma'am first, Ah Qing, you move first." Song Qingshu moved his wrist, and Mu Jian casually pointed at the ground.

"what?"

There were surprises in the arena. After all, the strengths of Song Qingshu and A Qing were obvious to all. This time the two great masters fought each other. Everyone in the arena opened their eyes wide.

Afraid to miss a little detail.

The third-rate people in the Jianghu are simply watching the fun; the second-rate people hope to learn a trick and a half, and it is estimated that they will be able to use it in a lifetime; those who are first-rate in martial arts are holding the mind of mutual confirmation, to see if they can gain from it. What inspiration, even found a way to crack the martial arts of the two.

But Song Qingshu's starting style just now was really...

Even the third-rate people in the rivers and lakes could see that Song Qingshu was full of flaws all over his body at this moment, so they all exclaimed.

There were only a few people in the field who did not respond, but instead looked thoughtful.

"Good swordsmanship!" Ah Qing sincerely praised.

Hearing Ah Qing's words, all the people in all corners of the world were immediately blinded. Where did Song Qingshu's flawed swordsmanship come into contact with?

Guo Fu obviously had the same doubts, and hurriedly tugged at Huang Rong's sleeve: "Mother, where is his sword-breaking skills so good?"

"Since Fury thinks his swordsmanship is broken, how many ways do you think he can crack it?" Huang Rong did not answer directly, but instead asked.

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