Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 257

Contrary to Xin Ziqiu's expectation, Gongyang Quan did not appear in Tongtian Ring on time as agreed in advance.

Even Tai Si and Lu Tong didn't come.

Missing the first hurdle means giving up the opportunity to challenge Wu Shengren on stage. It seems that these alchemists have completely missed their appointment.

Why is this?

Xin Ziqiu had a slight premonition in his heart:

Could it be that something has changed in the Taiyi Palace during the few days since I left?
Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked towards the stand of the envoys of the four countries to the west, and saw Taoist Xuancheng sitting with an old man with eagle nose and wolf eyes, looking at his nose, nose and heart, as if an old god was there.

When Xin Ziqiu's eyes swept over, the two of them felt a feeling at the same time, and they looked over together.

When the eagle-nosed old man saw Xin Ziqiu, his two jackal-like eyes suddenly shone fiercely, emitting an invisible pressure, which seemed to be real, and shot at him from afar.

Even though they are more than ten zhang away, they still make people feel like they are on their backs.

Xin Ziqiu had never met this person before, but he already had guesses in his mind.

The one who can send out such a powerful spiritual coercion from a distance, needless to ask, must be the top disciple of Wu Sheng Yu He, the "Golden Lantern Swordsman" Xia Suiliang who is as famous as the "White-clothed Prodigy" of the Emei School.

Xin Ziqiu asked himself that he had never had any grudges with Xia Suiliang, and he didn't know what annoyed the future successor of Bixia Palace, causing him to stare at him with such fierce eyes.

However, since the two sides belong to different camps, he naturally will not show weakness, so he met the gaze of the other party and spread his divine sense like a soft net, gently flicking away the cold and knife-like power, It dissolves into the invisible, leaving no trace.

The two sides fought against each other in the air, and under the test, they both felt the strength of the other side.

Xia Suiliang let out a soft "Huh", with a hint of surprise on his face, then he snorted coldly, then looked away, closed his eyes, regained his calm, and ignored this side.

On the contrary, when Taoist Xuancheng beside him saw Xin Ziqiu, he was overjoyed at first, then showed a worried expression on his face, and pouted at him, as if he had something to say.

Seeing his expression, Xin Ziqiu knew that his guess was right, something big must have happened in Taiyi Palace.

He wanted to ask Taoist Xuancheng about the situation of the alchemists, and was hesitating to find some excuse to go and have a look, when he suddenly heard cheers like a tsunami from the crowd watching the battle, so he looked towards the center of the ring .

I saw that Jia Zhiqing was going straight at this time, and she had already resisted the monk's throat, forcing her opponent to give up and admit defeat.

This time, naturally Da Song won again.

The common people in the audience cheered happily. Most of them don't know advanced martial arts moves, and they don't know any famous martial arts masters. They came here just to watch the fun.

Now seeing a heroic and handsome female general appearing on the stage, with such extraordinary skills, when watching the battle, I naturally have some inclinations in my heart.

And Jia Zhiqing did not live up to expectations, winning on stage was straightforward and without delay, so the onlookers naturally applauded and applauded.

After all, Xin Ziqiu was a teenager at heart. Seeing that his own team won, he followed suit and applauded loudly:
"Sister Zhiqing, you played beautifully!"

The arena was vast and full of voices, but his voice was so powerful that it overwhelmed everyone's volume and attracted all eyes from all directions.

Jia Zhiqing suddenly heard Xin Ziqiu's voice, and seeing him cheering for her, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, she glanced at him quickly, smiled shyly, quickly lowered her head, and ran shyly towards the north stand.

At this time Jiang Ping stood up, patted Xin Ziqiu, and said:

"Okay Xiaoqiu, don't just cheer here, hurry down to fight, be careful, don't underestimate the enemy."

Xin Ziqiu responded with a smile, and teased Jiang Ping:

"Fourth Uncle, it's such a lively event, don't you, old man, pick an opponent first?"

Jiang Ping stared with triangular eyes, raised his foot and kicked his ass, and cursed with a smile:

"Little bastard, don't talk poorly with your fourth uncle here. I have old arms and legs, how can I bear such a toss, you hurry up for me, if you delay for a while, you won't have a chance."

Xin Ziqiu nodded, straightened his clothes, jumped off the stand, landed firmly on the ring, and cupped his hands in all directions, saying:

"Fathers and folks from Bianjing, Xia Xin Ziqiu is here to fight on behalf of the Great Song Dynasty. Please join us."

As soon as the words fell, there was a commotion among the crowd below, and they began to whisper to each other.

It turns out that Xin Ziqiu has done a lot of great things in the past few months, and his reputation has already spread. Now, ninety-nine out of [-] people in Bianliang City have heard of this newly promoted third-rank governor who has repeatedly made outstanding achievements.

However, there are very few people who have actually seen Xin Ziqiu's face. No one would have thought that this hero who had risen to fame recently was actually a young man who was not yet full of power.

Before the noise from below ceased, a tall, burly man walked out haughtily from the ring guard in the west stand, and after a few strides came to the center of the ring, he said in a low voice:

"I am Shan Enlong of the Liaodong School, who is known as 'Tianchi Yilong'. It turns out that your Excellency is Xin Ziqiu. Recently, you were the one who cleared the Xiaoyao Building in the capital, slaughtered the Lotus School, and killed the Hangu Sword Ding swordsman? The name of the boy? The head is now louder than Xu Liang with the white eyebrows, I thought it was some three-headed and six-armed hero, but it turned out to be a yellow-toothed little boy with no hair..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a black shadow flashing in front of his eyes, followed by a "pop", a sharp pain in his left cheek, and his mouth was hard, as if there was something extra.

Shan Enlong vomited into the palm of his hand, only to see a back molar falling out mixed with blood and foam, and at the same time his face was burning, as if swollen and high, causing him to grin his teeth in pain.

When he looked to the opposite side, Xin Ziqiu was standing there with a smile on his face, fanning around with one hand, muttering:

"Why are there mosquitoes in March, buzzing everywhere, so loud that I can't hear anything clearly. Oh... what did you say your name is?"

Shan Enlong was furious and cursed:

"Brat, do you dare to plot against me?"

As he said that, he was about to use his weapon, wishing he could go up and hack Xin Ziqiu to death.

But as soon as he pressed his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, his eyes went dark again, and a crisp sound resounded again.

Shan Enlong yelled loudly, and received a heavy slap on the right cheek.

This palm was obviously more than three points stronger than the one just now, and it made him turn around three times on the spot. He felt dizzy, stared at his eyes, and almost sat down on the ground.

He was so angry that he screamed strangely, and just when he was about to jump up and go up again, he heard someone behind him shout:
"You bastard, haven't you been ashamed enough? Get out of here!"

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(End of this chapter)