Farmhouse Imperial Examination Road

Chapter 411 Ranger, Chai Xiaochuan

Su Liuyu was actually cowardly too.

In Wenyuan, 1 taels of silver is a gimmick, provoking everyone to give away the silver.

But in Wuyuan, there is no need.

She came here from Wenyuan to provoke everyone.

What's more, if someone works hard to perform a miracle and she fails to defend the ring, wouldn't the 1 taels be ruined?

She is so stingy to Yin Zi.

Just now, she was still grinding the rules of the ring registration and asked if she could beat the bottom at 50 taels, and she was despised by a group of little fans next to her.

The martial arts arena is much larger than the literary arena.

In Zhu Hong's arena, the word "Wu" is written in the center, and there are hundreds of soldiers' blades all around, you can choose at will.

As soon as she came on stage, the people below immediately boiled.

Su Liuyu was dressed in a moon-white gown, with a jade crown tied into her hair, a typical pampered young man, with thin arms and legs, which had no deterrent effect at all.

In addition, she looks very good, her skin is smooth and tender, and her eyebrows are even more exquisite.

Standing on the ring stage, the fierce and reckless spirit on Wu Lei's side forcefully suppressed a smell of books.

"Boss, this kid looks like a skinny monkey. I'm afraid I'll beat her to death."

"Should we still beat it?"

"I can't do it now."

Wu Lei was also terrified.

Afraid of killing people.

"Take it lightly."

A soldier in black armor said something.

The person who came to the side for the test responded, and rushed to the stage with a light kung fu.

Seeing someone come up to the stage to attack, the crowd below suddenly boiled.

"Xiao Wenkui, come on!"

"Xiao Wenkui, beat him to death!"

"Little Wenkui, good job."

Su Liuyu: "."

Hey, hey, you guys, I was already very low-key just now, don't make trouble for me!
Sure enough, these scholars made such a fuss, and Wuyuan was also boiling.

Depend on!
The chicken is thin and a little boy, when they are in the martial arts arena, they are full of fists and embroidered legs.

"Baichang, beat her to death."

"Baichang, kick her off the stage."

"Baichang, don't show mercy."

The cheerleaders on both sides were more violent than the people on the ring.

Hundreds of people gathered under the stage, both civil and military factions refused to accept each other.

The martial arts competition starts with drumming.

Si Gui stood beside the cowhide drum, beat the drumsticks, and shouted loudly.

"Jiazi NO.17, select soldiers!"

Su Liuyu looked at the Blade of Hundred Soldiers.

She is not good at using weapons.

The most convenient "Qianye Changsheng" was also lost.

"Shen Ying" didn't bring it either.

She thought for a while, and shouted to the audience.

"Yunyi, borrow the dust whisk."

"You're bored."

A whisk was thrown from the air in a beautiful arc and landed on Su Liuyu's hand.

She borrowed the whisk to salute the brash man who was attacking him.

"My surname is Yuan, and my first name is Wenzhao."

The reckless man on the stage clasped his fists.

"Xuanjia Army Hundred Commander, Li Ying."

The drumbeat sounded, and the two shot instantly.

Li Ying took a knife, afraid of hurting her, so she used the back of the knife to meet her.

The wind was fierce, and with the killing spirit unique to generals, it rose from the ground.

"so slow."

The young man didn't move, he held a dust whisk in his hand, and when the man fell, he rolled up the blade all at once.

The whisk was clear, and everyone felt a flash in front of their eyes, and heard a 'ding', the blade had already been inserted into the ring.

quiet!
very quiet!

The two sides who were cheering loudly just now were suddenly silent!

what's the situation?
What happened just now?
This... this wins?

"excuse me."

The young man on the field was calm and breezy, so I added a sentence by the way:
"Remember silver."

Everyone: "."

provocative!

What a provocation!

You are provocative!
The scene suddenly boiled!
"Damn! Our little Wenkui is so powerful!"

"I can't see it, no wonder Xiao Wenkui wants to challenge Wuyuan!"

"Xiao Wenkui, if you win the championship in one fell swoop, we will support you!"

Wenyuan students have gone crazy.

They were ridiculed by Wu Yuan and the gang for being powerless, now that someone is helping them to find the place, the excitement of the crowd suddenly increased.

Beat them to death, Wu Yuan!

Xiao Wenkui gave us a sigh of relief.

Li Ying, who was defeated in the field, was stunned and looked at himself.

It hurts.

In the blow just now, the swift and violent internal force swept away, shaking his hand holding the knife away.

"Baichang, I tell you not to show mercy."

"Switching people and changing people, this time it doesn't count, you bunch of stinking literati, what are you talking about!"

"I come!"

Wu Yuan exploded all of a sudden, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to show his true skills on stage.

Can't stand it!
I can't stand it anymore.

Su Liuyu especially welcomes those who come to give money.

Give advice from time to time.

"You are not stable, practice more."

"No, the moves are blunt, and the moves are too slow."

"That's not how you use knives."

One or two still say it's a handicap, and the seven or eight are all defeated, that's strength.

The students in Wenyuan were all hoarse.

"Xiao Wenkui is too powerful."

"See, it's called chic."

"It's the first time I've watched a martial arts competition like this. It's not our little Wenkui's opponent at all."

What is elated!
As soon as Su Liuyu came on stage, the little bit of blood in the literati's bones was ignited all of a sudden.

Who said that literati are not good at martial arts!
beat him!

Just do it!
"Look, the faces of these warriors are all green."

"They have defended eighteen games in a row, and they are still looking for excuses?"

"This is strength!"

Speaking of hatred, the hatred of this group of literati has already blown Wu Yuan's group of warriors.

Sudden.

Everyone just saw a young man in coarse linen scurrying up to the stage, holding a black iron sword in his hand, clasped his fists and saluted.

"Southern Border, Chai Xiaochuan!"

As soon as the five words were uttered, the scene suddenly quieted down.

The noisy voices of the civil and military courts all froze.

Then there was a louder roar of the crowd.

"It's Southern Border Ranger Chai Xiaochuan!"

"This lunatic, why did he come to the capital!"

"Fuck, little Wenkui, come down quickly!"

You are no match for this young hero!

"Why is it so lively today?" Another sentence broke through the crowd.

Everyone looked back.

I saw a whole row of Xuanjia soldiers coming. Among these strong generals on the battlefield, the leader was a young man in a brocade robe.

"It's Xiao Shizi, Xiao Shizi is also here?"

Today, Su Liuyu Wenyuan won the championship with one opponent against a hundred, and defended the ring alone for eighteen rounds, single-handedly defeating everyone in Wuyuan.

In the end, it alarmed the prince of the protector's family.

Bring Xuanjia's personal soldiers and rush over to see what's new.

Su Liuyu didn't look at the crowd, but at the young man on the ring.

She clasped her fists and saluted.

"Please--"

As soon as the voice fell, the young man drew his sword out of its sheath. The sound of unsheathing was like an eagle howling in the sky, and the cold light of the sharp blade was like the polar light of a broken star.

Fast, accurate, ruthless, the show is absolutely amazing!

So strong!

Su Liuyu's complexion changed slightly, she pointed her toes, and narrowly avoided it.

It's just that the fly whisk in his hand was a beat slow, and the cold light shattered the weapon with fierce internal force!
Su Liuyu frowned slightly, then immediately abandoned her troops to meet him.

The invisible, swift and majestic force awakened, with wind blades and tiger roars, sweeping the audience with the posture of thunder!

　Come on, come up with a question.

　　No. 118.88 yuan. (Need to enter the group to receive red envelopes.)
　　The wax torch turns into ashes and tears begin to dry, covering "thinking".

　　This is difficult.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)