Fisherman's Song Dynasty

In this sentence, the word "mighty" is said with an accentuated tone, and anyone can hear the strong disdain in it. Xu Zizhen raised his brows and looked over, only to see that the person who said this was the deputy commander of the left army of the Jin Army. Yan Chang.

"This..." Zhao Huan hesitated for a while. The calligraphy and paintings here are all high-quality works, and the mounting and neat arrangement are also very particular. It can be seen that Xu Zizhen has put a lot of thought into it. Xu Zizhen was unhappy.

But he was afraid that Xu Zizhen would be unhappy, and he was even more afraid that Jin Ren would be unhappy.

At this moment, Xu Zizhen said: "Exactly, calligraphy and painting are so beautiful, it's better to have a drink with two chicks and listen to a little song... Uh, I'm sorry, I'm just a mountain Villagers, I hope the officials will forgive me for my vulgarity."

Duan Yan burst out laughing, then immediately covered his mouth and pretended nothing happened, Mou Xianting Yelufu was mature and prudent, and there was a hint of a smile in his eyes, all the officials behind Zhao Huan, who were facing the golden man, all changed their expressions. And those main fighters, such as Ma Chunlin and Qin Hui, twitched their mouths and shrugged their shoulders, obviously trying to hold back a laugh.

No matter how stupid Wan Yanchang was, he could understand Xu Zizhen's eccentric words, and his complexion turned black immediately, and he glared at Xu Zizhen angrily, but he was not easy to get angry. Villager?

Xu Zizhen turned a blind eye and said to Zhao Huan with a smile: "Officials, please move to the martial arts arena."

Zhao Huan didn't dare to offend the Jin people, and he didn't dare to do anything to Xu Zizhen, so he hurried down the donkey and said, "Very good, Xu Qing will lead the way."

"Wei Chen complies with the order!" Xu Zizhen sang a song and then led the way. He had just walked two steps and looked back at Wan Yanchang without a trace, with a mockery in his eyes.

Wan Yanchang was furious, wishing to kill Xu Zizhen on the spot, but quickly suppressed his anger, sneered in his heart and said to himself: "Let you be rampant first, and see how I humiliate you later!"

Xu Zizhen has never been clear about the ultimate purpose of envoys from various countries to visit the academy. No one would believe it if they just took a look around, but he believed it must not be that simple, and he just tried a little bit to confirm his opinion, because Wan Yanchang didn't respond to his teasing and provocation. This is abnormal, very abnormal!

Yingtian Academy, where students from all over the world flock to, just took a look around, and then went straight to an open space on the north side of the academy under the guidance of Xu Zizhen.

This is the newly opened area of ​​the Martial Arts Academy. The field is open and flat. It is used to train swords, guns and equestrian skills. A high platform is built at the end of the martial arts field. From the stage, one can see the situation in the field at a glance.

Xu Zizhen invited Zhao Huan and all the envoys and officials of the Song Dynasty to the stage, and then came to the stage and clapped their hands.

"Woooo..."

A loud and deep horn blew, and the wooden fence gates at the east and west ends of the Martial Arts Field opened wide at the same time, and a group of people quickly ran in from outside the east gate, two by two, carrying a big drum in their hands, and stepping on neat steps. , came to both sides of the stage and put the drums on the ground, and they all bowed to Zhao Huan on the high stage, and then quickly retreated.

Zhao Huan looked curiously, those drums were not small, they could almost cover half a door, and there were two rows on the left and right, ten sides in total. Female students, all wearing white skirts that can reach the ground, holding a Yaoqin in both hands.

At this moment, a word came to everyone's hearts at the same time - Zhong Lingyuxiu, Immortal Qi strikes people.

Now not only Zhao Huan, but even Wan Yanchang also forgot the unhappiness just now, and they all stared at him dumbfounded. The envoys from Japan and Korea were especially unbearable, their eyes were so straight that their eyeballs almost fell out.

Seeing this, Xu Zizhen felt proud in his heart. Li Qingzhao personally selected these female students. Dozens of them are all about the same height, and any one of them is a one-in-a-million beauty. Now they are wearing uniform clothes and holding uniform props. This posture is absolutely shocking. place.

Two rows of piano tables had already been prepared on the left and right sides of the stage. All the female students came to the stage and bowed to the stage, and then stood in an orderly manner on the left and right. .

It wasn't until they sat down that Zhao Huan and the others realized that there were people behind them. They were ten students in green cloth gowns, the same height, the same stature, and the same heroic appearance. Stand still and grab the sticks from the drum stand.

"Boom!"

The ten big drums made a dull sound at the same time, and the low sound wave shook the hearts of all the people on the stage.

The drumbeat didn't stop, and it sounded again, and then one after another, getting faster and heavier.

Suddenly there was a loud roar from outside the wooden gate in the west, and then countless figures rushed into the arena with neat steps, and then quickly lined up in the arena to the sound of drums. Each of them was wearing a blue jacket, Their faces were firm and their eyes were sharp, and what was even more surprising was that they, like Xu Zizhen standing on the stage, only had short, inch-long hair, and they looked more energetic under such an aura.

These are none other than the more than 800 martial arts exams in the college. After Xu Zizhen’s speech, everyone twisted off their long hair since childhood and became like Xu Zizhen’s. penetrated deep into their hearts.

Immortal golden dog, vow not to grow hair!

In just a moment, the kung fu martial arts practitioners have been arranged neatly, every 20 people are in a row, there are 42 rows in total, and the intervals are so neat that they seem to be measured with a ruler.

The drumming stopped suddenly, and everyone in the arena, including the female students, remained motionless, as if frozen in the air.

Zhao Huan couldn't help being curious, sat up straight and looked at it, and the others also looked at each other, not knowing what it meant.

Boom!

Suddenly the ten big drums started beating again, which startled everyone, but before they could react, the more than 800 martial artists in the arena shouted in unison.

At this moment, the female students in the audience also moved. Fifty pairs of plain hands waved at the same time, and the Yaoqin made a clear and loud string sound. Zhao Huan and the officials of the Song Dynasty were stunned. They are two completely different musical instruments, how can they be played together?

Soon they changed from doubts to shock, because what Yaoqin played was not the melodious melody they often heard, but a heart-pounding high-pitched and passionate rhythm.

This is... a general's order? !

Almost all Song people recognized this song immediately, but before they listened carefully, the eight hundred martial arts in the arena shouted in unison, and at the same time put their fists on their waists and legs astride their horses, posing a boxing start gesture.

Everyone from Zhao Huan down was stunned. Today they have opened their eyes, not only saw the ensemble of drums and qin, but also the coordination of music and martial arts, but this is not over yet. The 40 people suddenly spoke at the same time and sang in high spirits and in unison.

"Facing thousands of waves with arrogance, blood is like the red sun..."

Following the exciting lyrics, the eight hundred martial arts also started a set of fierce and mighty military boxing. .

Zhao Huan was dumbfounded, all officials were dumbfounded, and the envoys of all countries were also dumbfounded.