Fisherman's Song Dynasty

Although Xu Zizhen's face was full of anger, he was relieved in secret. This Uyghur envoy was so cunning and cunning that he chose a female school for a competition, and he was afraid that the female school would look at the hidden dragon and crouching tiger before choosing, but he never did. Thinking of choosing for a long time, I still chose the wrong one.

Xu Zizhen couldn't be more clear about Lin Chaoying's skills. Back then, he was almost killed by Lin Chaoying's sword on the official road outside Jingzhao Mansion. She has to admit that she is cowardly, and now she is still afraid of a mere Uighur guard?

But Xu Zizhen didn't know whether the Uighur envoy would choose Lin Chaoying or whether she asked Li Qingzhao in a low voice to stand in front of her as a form of protection in order to give the Uighur envoy a false impression. He did a great job of acting, and it really caught the Uighur envoy.

"Yes!" Lin Chaoying replied crisply and stood up. The breeze blew over her temples, and a few strands of blue hair fluttered, and she wore a white dress. look.

The Uighur guard jumped off the stage, his scimitar gleaming coldly in the sun, he looked at Lin Chaoying in front of him, an obscene look flashed in his eyes, and he made a fool of himself.

The Uighur envoy stood up, looked at Lin Chaoying who was empty-handed and asked pretendingly, "Little girl, do you want me to lend you a knife?"

But Lin Chaoying ignored him at all, didn't even look at him, raised her head to Xu Zizhen and said, "Please borrow a sword from me, sir." Today Zhao Huan came in person, except for the guards and envoys who accompanied him, no one brought weapons. Even the weapon racks that were usually prepared in the martial arts arena were taken away.

The Uyghur envoy was embarrassed in public, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed to step down. Under the secret hatred, he secretly winked at the guard, telling him not to worry about it, and to torture this ignorant girl.

"Okay." Xu Zizhen turned around and looked around, and walked to the right of the Uighur envoy, where the Xiliao envoy was seated. He walked up to Yelufu and smiled, "Uncle Fu, lend me the sword."

Everyone was taken aback by his announcement. Only a few people knew the relationship between Xu Zizhen and Yelu Dashi in Xiliao, and they never thought that Xu Zizhen would know the envoy who came this time, and it seemed that the relationship between the two was not shallow.

A rare smile appeared on Yelufu's indifferent face, and he untied the sword from his waist and handed it over, teasing for the first time: "You kid has already taken a fancy to my sword, right? It's hard for you to bear it until today. "

Xu Zizhen chuckled and took the sword and threw it to Lin Chaoying. Suddenly his smile faded, and he said flatly: "Since people look down on female students, let them experience it. What is it that women do not give way to men?"

"Yes!" Lin Chaoying responded, then turned to look at the Uighur guard, drew his sword in his hand with a choke, the tip of the sword pointed steadily forward, there was no trace of tension in his eyes, only calm and indifferent.

The Uighur envoy's heart tightened, he subconsciously felt that he had still made the wrong choice, but before he could think any further, the guard had already moved.

The look in Lin Chaoying's eyes made the guard feel that he was being underestimated, and he was furious immediately. As it was approaching, she nimbly avoided it with one side of her body, and the blade drew a beautiful arc along the direction of her body's rotation.

She was already extremely beautiful, with blue silk like waterfalls and a white dress that stretched the floor, and her skirts fluttering as she danced with a long sword.

Duan Yan became excited, stood up and clapped his hands and chanted: "There used to be a beautiful woman named Gongsun, who danced around with a sword..."

The guard knew that something was wrong when he cut the air with his sword, and saw the shadow of the sword stabbing like lightning as soon as he turned his head. How can I resist it? When I accidentally lost my mind, I got a sword in my chest.

A bloody arrow flew out, and before he could groan in pain, Lin Chaoying had turned around behind him, and the hilt of his sword was turned upside down and struck on the back of his head, the guard immediately collapsed limply, lying on the ground just like the Tubo guard just now. On the ground, it looks like a dead dog.

The audience was sluggish, and everyone had an expression of disbelief. If Shang Tong's skill was surprising, Lin Chaoying's skill was horrifying. No one would have thought that the Uighur envoy would choose a girl at random. Xue was able to use such a world-shattering sword move, even the sword master Yelufu's eyes lit up.

Lin Chaoying returned to the stage, sheathed her sword and saluted gracefully. The white skirt on her body was clean and not stained with blood.

Duan Yan said excitedly: "This sister is so handsome, I just read a poem and she can clean her up."

These words irritated the muscles on the Uighur envoy's face. He stood up without regard for his demeanor, turned around and roared at Zhao Huan: "You dare to hurt my guards in a mere martial arts competition, Emperor Song, you must give me today!" An explanation!"

A look of anger appeared on Zhao Huan's face, but he suppressed it immediately. Now that the Uighurs have the backing of the Kingdom of Jin, even if he is not afraid, he would not dare to offend them, but this envoy is too arrogant to dare to speak to himself like this.

Xu Zizhen sneered and said: "The person is not dead, what's the matter?" After speaking, he shouted to the audience, "Medical team, get out!"

The Uighur envoy was choked by Xu Zizhen, but when he was about to get angry, he saw several female students rushing out from the audience with a cloth bag hanging from their waists, and they came to the guard who was lying on the ground, and they turned him over to lie on his back On the ground, the other two swiftly untied his clothes, one pinched his wound, the other took out a fishbone needle, sutured the wound with flying hands, and then applied medicine and bandaged it. He stopped the bleeding.

Several female students wiped off the guard's blood stains and put on their clothes, then turned around and bowed gracefully to the stage before returning to the team.

Everyone from Zhao Huan down could see straight away that these women's methods were too clever. Lin Chaoying's sword cut turned flesh and blood profusely, but they managed to clean up the wound so quickly At the end, the movements were as skillful and sophisticated as flowing water, and no one from any country on the stage had ever seen a female student with such superb medical skills in any college.

The anger on Xu Zizhen's face was long gone, and he turned around and looked at the Tubo envoy with a smile: "General Nuqi, do you now know what we young girls have done?"

Nu Qi's face was extremely gloomy, Xu Zizhen's words slapped him in the face again, but he couldn't make a sound, this time even the Uighur envoy was killed, is this Yingtian Academy really so unfathomable?

This competition was won by Xu Zizhen again, and another box of gold was obtained. Needless to say, Xu Zizhen and the students were happy, and even most of the officials felt relieved. Li roared.

Xu Zizhen returned the sword to Yelufu, but when he was about to leave, he stood still, squinted at the Uighur envoy, and asked Yelufu, "Uncle Fu, do you know this lord?"

Yelufu said with a half-smile, "I know."

Xu Zizhen nodded, and said casually, "If you have time, kill him, and I'll buy you a drink."