Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1056 Qualifying
Outside the No. [-] field, the shock of Li Ji's loss to Zhao Guang has not dissipated, and the No. [-] field where Ji Jiashu is also unexpectedly exploded.

The winner of field seven was Meng Shi, but everyone had expected Ji Jiashu before.

After all, he is the most famous player in field seven.

"What's going on? Lord Zhaohua lost, and now even Lord Chunhua lost?"

"Who did you lose to? Meng Shi or Mo Hua?"

There was a lot of discussion all around, especially people from Southern Chu, most of them had doubts and disbelief on their faces.

"How could Mr. Chunhua lose? Could it be that someone tricked him?"

"What happened on the No. [-] field?" Jiang Yuanyuan caught a man from Nanchu who ran from the No. [-] field to the No. [-] field and asked, "Who and who is the end battle?"

The cultivator stopped and scratched his hair, "It's Lord Chunhua and the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty."

It seems that Ji Jiashu entered the final battle.

"That means Jiashu won against Mo Hua and lost to Meng Shi," Chen Zichu swallowed, puzzled, "But didn't Meng Shi lose to Mo Hua in the initial ceremony? Logically speaking, he should be better than Mo Hua." Be weak."

"That's a swordsmanship battle," a steady male voice came from a distance, Ying Baoyue looked up, Li Ji walked out of the wrestling ring, followed by a dejected Zhao Guang.

Li Ji stopped in front of Ying Baoyue, Chen Zichu and the others, looked back, and said calmly, "This is the wrestling ground."

"But even in wrestling, Jiashu is better than everyone here..." Chen Zichu muttered.

"What happened, let's talk about it when we go back," Ying Baoyue said, "My battle should start soon."

Now most of the wrestling venues have decided the final candidates, and only the sixth and eighth venues are left.

Ying Baoyue and others walked towards the No. [-] field, and when they passed the No. [-] field, they saw the Hou Liao people around them cheering.

"The sixth field is also finished?" Zhao Guangqi asked, "Who won?"

"Field No. [-], the winner, Murong Feixing!"

The Hou Liao people with bare chests and arms all around lifted up the young boy in the crowd and threw them high.

"Mr. Fenghua actually won?" Chen Zichu blinked, "It's just that he made it to the quarter-finals. Why are the Hou Liao people so excited?"

Jiang Yuanyuan glanced at Li Ji who was walking at the end, shrugged his shoulders, "Can you not be excited? Among the six sons of the Warring States Period, this is the only one who entered the top eight of wrestling."

The group of people all had delicate expressions, feeling sorry for Ji Jiashu and Li Ji.

However, Ying Baoyue didn't have any regrets, she quietly watched Murong Feilan who was smiling and clapping for her younger brother in the crowd, just because she knew that there shouldn't be any of them.

Murong Feilan was the number one warrior in Hou Liao ten years ago, and he was No. 1 in wrestling, equestrian and archery among practitioners below the Heavenly Rank of Hou Liao.

Murong Feixing is unlikely to beat him.

Of course, it doesn't rule out that Murong Feixing is very talented at a young age, anyway, no one in Murong's family will suffer.

Curious about Ji Jiashu's situation, Ying Baoyue quickened his pace.

……

……

"I didn't expect that the king of the county would win in the No. [-] field."

Just as Ying Baoyue and others were rushing to the No. [-] court and the No. [-] court, Ji Jiashu was sitting under the tree beside the No. [-] court, chatting with Mo Hua.

More specifically, it was Mo Hua who was wrapping Ji Jiashu's wound with a medicinal cloth.

Meng Shi stood outside, blocking waves of people who were curious about Ji Jiashu's injury and wanted to visit under various banners.

After she defeated Ji Jiashu, the people watching almost exploded.

"Your popularity is still so terrible," Mo Hua said with a stinky face at this moment, which was always calm and stinky, "It's just a skin trauma, the eyes of the girls on the periphery want to eat Ash Like."

"If you don't want to, I'll do it myself." Ji Jiashu, whose arm was injured, had a delicate expression, looking worriedly at Mo Hua, who was holding a medicine cloth and gnashing his teeth, and asked Mo Hua to heal him. He was very worried that his left arm would be ruined. In this hand.

"Come on, I know you think my medical skills are not good," Mo Hua snorted coldly, although his face was stinky, he still skillfully wrapped up Ji Jiashu's wound, "Actually, you want your fiancée to come back and help you treat it?" ?”

Ji Jiashu smiled, "Her medical skills are naturally excellent."

Mo Hua's goosebumps all over the ground when he heard it.

"However, your medical skills have also improved." Ji Jiashu glanced at the bandaged wound on his left arm, "I remember that you were not so good at dealing with trauma before."

Mo Hua was silent for a moment, then turned his head to look at Meng Shi who was holding the barrier behind him, pushing left and right to block, and said lightly, "It's all through training, she was often injured before."

Ji Jiashu was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the woman disguised as a man.

"To be honest, I didn't expect that I would lose to her," Ji Jiashu stared at the wound on his hand, and the fierce battle before was still vivid in his memory.

Meng Shi's strength is not the greatest in the Divine Dance Realm, but his every move reveals his skill, and his ability to control his body is extremely high, especially the lower plate of his legs is extremely stable, as if he is firmly rooted in the ground.

He lost to this woman in a head-to-head battle.

"I told you a long time ago," Mo Hua put away the medicine bag, and said calmly, "her wrestling and riding and shooting abilities are both above mine."

Mo Hua stared at Ji Jiashu's eyes and snorted coldly.

"You didn't believe it before, did you?"

It is said in the book that people who are in love cannot be trusted. Ji Jiashu sighed in his heart. He originally thought that Mo Hua said this because he thought that his sweetheart was influenced by his love. After all, not to mention wrestling, his riding and shooting ability Absolutely the Northern Wei Dynasty, unless it is a heavenly rank, it is impossible for ordinary people to surpass him.

"You insist on adding riding and archery, so I can't believe it," Ji Jiashu took a deep breath, "After all, I lost to you in the elementary polo match."

This was the only thing he was not like when he was young, and he was still hit hard when he was young and frivolous.

"Why are you unconvinced when you lose to me?" Mo Hua patted his legs that were as solid as steel, "We Northern Wei people grew up on horseback, and our legs competed with horses since we were young, which is harder than your southerners. How many times has it been increased, there is a specialization in the art industry, it is not normal for practitioners in the south to beat us."

"I admit it," Ji Jiashu looked at Mo Hua's legs, "I just didn't expect anyone with legs harder than yours."

When he met Mo Hua in Southern Chu, he thought that this person kept his anonymity because he wanted to protect the little girl who disguised herself as a man.

But now it seems... something is not right.

Ji Jiashu turned her head quietly, looking curiously at the woman whose actual age was actually one year older than Mo Hua.

Among other things, at least Meng Shi really has the ability to throw Mo Hua to the ground.

If she was better at riding and shooting than Mo Hua, Ji Jiashu could only express shock. He looked at Mo Hua with a delicate expression, "Now I kind of understand why you like her."

Mo Hua rolled his eyes at him, "What do you think of me?"

He did not fall in love with Meng Shi at first sight.

"Not long after I met her for the first time, because the royal family was dissatisfied with the appearance of a commoner stepson, the clan held a riding and archery competition to select a stepson," Mo Hua said lightly, "I also participated in that riding and shooting."

"She stole my prey."

Ji Jiashu said, "This is really rare."

Ordinary people can't do it.

"It did catch my attention," Mo Hua said, "but I found out later that the so-called hunting is just a play for her."

For the royal family, riding and archery is a pastime, a means to show off force, but for her, it is the only way to save her life.

"You'll see later what she can do."

Meng Shi's obsession with winning is stronger than anyone else in Mo Hua's opinion. This woman has been preparing for this for ten years.

Mo Hua stood up.

He came to help her fulfill her wish.

In order to hide her strength in the middle-level ceremony, he took great pains when he was in the first-level ceremony.

"There is only one place left in the quarterfinals." Mo Hua looked at Ying Baoyue and others who were walking towards him, and then turned to look at Ji Jiashu. "The winner of the eighth field, who do you think it will be?"

(End of this chapter)