Chapter 548 What Is Coming Will Come, Fight and Easily Defeat Hanlin

"Please invite the bride and groom to the stage!"

Mo Yao took Ci Song's arm and walked slowly onto the stage. At this moment, everyone was watching as Mo Yao and Ci Song stepped onto the stage in the center of the wedding hall hand in hand.

"After the welcoming ceremony, the newlyweds will perform the mutual worship ceremony!"

"Kneel and worship the heaven and earth!"

Ci Song and Mo Yao crossed their hands, raised them above their heads, and saluted the heaven and earth. The blush on Mo Yao's face became brighter, her eyes became gentler, and her heart was filled with love for Ci Song.

"Kneel and worship the elders!"

Mo Yao and Ci Song turned around and greeted the elders who were invited. Mo Yao's eyes seemed to be a little gentler when they touched Meng Ruo.

(pS. Small knowledge: The mutual worship ceremony used in the six rituals of the Zhou Dynasty before the Qin Dynasty did not include the mutual worship of husband and wife.)

"After the kneeling ceremony, please invite the bride and groom to step down and take their seats to perform the washing ceremony."

"Wait!"

As soon as the master of ceremonies finished speaking, a "discordant" voice came from the audience.

The unaware guests looked at each other, some were discussing in low voices, Mo Yao and Ci Song were calm as before, as if they were not surprised by this voice.

Ci Song also turned slowly at this moment, looked at Shi Yue and Meng Ruo, and said: "Uncle Yue, Aunt Meng, you go down first, and leave the next matter to us two husbands and wives to deal with."

When saying this, Ci Song also held Mo Yao's hand, and the two of them looked calm, ready for the next challenge.

"Okay."

Shi Yue and Meng Ruo turned and walked down the platform. Meng Ruo returned to the guest seat of Yansheng Academy, and Shi Yue came to Shang Han, Sun Buxiu, Gao Chuqi and others, and lined up with the servants in the general's mansion. They stood together, like a solid wall, providing silent support and protection for Mo Yao and Ci Song.

Then a voice came out slowly, "The bride and groom are a match made in heaven. How can we let down such a beautiful day and scenery?"

As he spoke, a young man who looked about the same age as Ci Song appeared on the high platform. He was dressed in green, with a handsome face and extraordinary temperament.

He first bowed to Ci Song and Mo Yao, and then said: "I have heard that General Ci's son is a young talent with extraordinary talent. Today I see that it is true. Since the general's son has such a heroic appearance and Miss Mo Yao is also as beautiful as a fairy, it is also a popular choice for the two of them to get together."

"Please forgive us for coming here uninvited. We came here today just to see the style of General Ci. I wonder if General Ci can teach me a thing or two. How about using literary competition as a bonus for this wedding?"

The young man in white looked at Ci Song with some expectation in his eyes.

But his words made Shi Yue and the others look strange. Feng Guang, who was standing behind Shi Yue, was the first to send a message to them, "Why do I feel that the words of this young man in white are so familiar, as if I have heard them somewhere?"

Lv Yong, who was standing beside him, immediately said, "Yes, yes, and it seems very familiar."

Shi Yue pulled an awkward smile at the corner of his mouth and replied, "How can it not be familiar? When we brothers followed the master to challenge various schools, we said the words at other people's wedding banquets. Although the names were changed, the other words were unchanged. I think it was taught by the elders of this young man's family."

"It seems that what we did back then was really excessive, and others still remember it now." Shang Han said self-deprecatingly.

"You are the ones who are excessive. I never took action back then. I just followed the banquet." Gao Chuqi said lightly.

"It seems so. Didn't Lao Gao really take action among us back then?" Lu Yong thought.

"Hey, tit for tat. The mistakes we made back then are finally being punished now. What is coming will come." Shi Yue sighed.

Several people discussed in a flurry, while the young man in white standing on the high platform just looked at Ci Song expectantly, wanting to get Ci Song's answer.

"If Ci Song refuses today, wouldn't it be a joke for all the guests who came here from afar?"

Ci Song walked forward slowly, his eyes full of fighting spirit, "That's it, today Ci Song and his beloved wife will join hands to fight against the four talented people as a bonus for this wedding."

"As expected of the son of a madman, just this attitude of fighting is extremely extraordinary. The ancestor is Qin Zu Yasheng, a disciple of Confucius, Qin Kuang, now 29 years old, with Hanlin cultivation, and I will throw a brick to attract jade here, and fight with General Ci first."

After saying that, Qin Kuang shook his right arm violently, and the light blue talent rushed out like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, condensing into sharp arrows flashing with lightning, which drew blue trajectories in the air and shot towards Ci Song with amazing power. The sound of arrows whizzing past was like a howling wind, filling the entire space with a murderous atmosphere.

Facing this dense rain of arrows, Ci Song remained calm. He moved his body, and the golden talent turned into sword light, dancing the sword into a circle. Every golden light passed by, accompanied by a crisp metal collision sound. Those powerful lightning arrows, without exception, shattered in front of his long sword.

Seeing this, Qin Kuang's eyes flashed with a strange color, staring at Ci Song, like a cheetah locking its prey, and then instantly condensed a light blue talent, as if dyeing the surrounding air with blue lightning. The lightning talent in his hand slowly gathered and gradually condensed into a longbow. The bow was slender and elegant. On the longbow, strands of blue lightning jumped, like dormant thunder, ready to tear the air at any time.

Qin Kuang took a deep breath, and the muscles of his whole body were tense, as if he wanted to inject all his strength into this attack.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The bow string trembled, and accompanied by a sharp whistle, a hundred blue arrows flew out from the long bow like arrows off the string. The arrow pierced the air, bringing with it a blast of cold wind, like blue lightning piercing the night sky.

These arrows met and merged in the air, weaving into a dense blue net, which tightly enveloped Ci Song.

Ci Song's expression remained unchanged, and he saw him put away the golden talent sword in his hand, raised his hand to touch the jade pendant at his waist, and held the Shui Han Sword in his hand. A bit of cold air instantly enveloped the entire high platform.

"The wind is rustling and the water is cold. A strong man will never return once he leaves."

Ci Song groaned softly, and the water-cold sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed, and a frightening cold air spread instantly. Wherever the Shui Han Sword passed by, the air was filled with blue-colored cold air.

The thunder net was instantly frozen by the cold air, and the originally domineering thunder light shattered in the air like bubbles that broke at a touch.

"What a sword!"

Qin Kuang looked at the dissipated thunder light in the sky and couldn't help but admire. He didn't expect Ci Song to resolve his attack so easily. Just when he fully drew his long bow and prepared to aim at Ci Song again, Ci Song disappeared in the sky. In his sight.

"Senior Brother Qin, you must not be distracted during the battle."

Ci Song's voice came from behind Qin Kuang. At this moment, there was a biting chill on Qin Kuang's neck, which was the coldness of the Shui Han Sword itself.

"Senior Brother Qin, you are defeated."

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