Chapter 126 Martial arts competition to recruit relatives
The members of the eight major societies returned to their own private inns, while Li Xiaofeng returned to the VIP hotel alone. Lying on the soft big bed, he unexpectedly fell asleep.
Feng Shuying's half-smiling gaze and Song Wanyu's plump and trembling breasts kept flashing in his mind. At first, he was still thinking about the conspiracy between the two women. Later, the conspiracy theory quietly dissipated, leaving only the cross on his nose.
It's getting more itchy.
"Dong dong."
Although the knock on the door was very gentle, it seemed a bit harsh in the quiet and elegant VIP hotel, and it forcibly brought Li Xiaofeng back from his confused dream.
The omnipotent soldier jumped up out of habit. The moment he got out of bed, the shadow of Song Wanyu suddenly appeared in his mind.
Will she continue to play the honey trap? Haha...
Maybe it was because of playfulness, or maybe it was the gradual recovery of a man's nature. Thinking of this, Li Xiaofeng's steps involuntarily became much lighter and faster.
The door opened, but the beautiful image in the young man's mind did not come to the real space, and a good-looking man's face came towards him.
"Brother Li, you are indeed in this room. I was worried that I went to the wrong place, haha..." Yuan Bei hugged Li Xiaofeng, exuding a friendly atmosphere from top to bottom.
Li Xiaofeng was unprepared and was hugged by Yuan Bei. The hug made his skin crawl all over. He hurriedly shook his body and forcibly shook the other person's hands away.
"President Yuan, calm down, people will misunderstand you if you see it."
"Brother Li, didn't I say that we are brothers? Why are we so open to outsiders?"
Before Li Xiaofeng could respond, the overly enthusiastic Yuan Bei grabbed his wrist again and strode out, "Come on, let's go out for a drink. I found another good place to drink."
"Yuanbei, there is a restaurant right here, why go outside?"
"How can such a high-end place have delicious food? Brother Li, you are right to say this. Have you forgotten? Come on, I promise this place will not be worse than the last one."
After walking out of the room, Yuan Bei finally let go of Li Xiaofeng's wrist. Li Xiaofeng's nervousness relaxed slightly. In addition, what Yuan Bei said made sense, he hesitated for a while and followed.
About half an hour later, Li Xiaofeng and Yuan Bei arrived at the night market in Songwang City and sat at a roadside stall next to the river.
Yuan Beizhen was right. Although the taste here is not as pure and old as Liangjiang Town, the atmosphere is more lively. Whether they are noble children or peddlers, everyone here eats and plays in his own way and has nothing to do with each other.
Harmony together.
Li Xiaofeng felt a little more amazed at Song Wangcheng, and a little more admired by Yuan Bei's behavior regardless of his identity.
The two of them had a drink for you, a drink for me, a big drink, and a big piece of meat. Unknowingly, Li Xiaofeng forgot the knot in his heart and returned to the heroic spirit he had in Liangjiang Town.
After drinking bottles of strong liquor, although both of them were masters, their fighting spirit had limited effect on alcohol, and their four eyes became wandering, especially Yuan Bei, half of his body was already pressed on the table.
Alcohol damages the body, but it can also heal the isolation in people's hearts. Li Xiaofeng leaned back and asked directly: "Yuan Bei, did you call me out just to drink?"
Yuan Bei responded openly and tried his best to keep his words clear.
"Drinking is half the reason. Drinking with you without hearing any flattery makes it very refreshing. The other half is because I want to ask, what is the relationship between Brother Li and the princess?"
"This is only the second time I met the princess. I have a relationship with the second lady of the Feng family. The second lady of the Feng family has a relationship with the princess. I don't know if I have a relationship with the princess."
Under the influence of drunkenness, although Li Xiaofeng's answers were all truthful, they were more like a series of tongue twisters.
The truth was so special that it sounded like perfunctory prevarication. Yuan Bei did not hide his disappointed expression and spat out a breath of wine: "Brother Li, you still don't want to be friends with me. I really want to be your friend."
Li Xiaofeng shook his head and did not continue to respond.
Yuan Bei raised his voice, waved his palms and said: "I will give you a guarantee now. As long as you have a relationship with the princess in private, I will do my best to make it happen for you. Friends and wives are not allowed to play with each other, right?"
It was not easy for a young master from an aristocratic family to say such heroic words. For the first time, Li Xiaofeng felt that he was stingy and suspicious. His cheeks heated up, and he finally changed his title.
"Brother Yuan, you are drunk. You are not a friend's wife. The princess and I are not even friends, haha... Come, have a drink."
"Okay, okay, drink! Ugh!"
Before the wine glass touched Yuan Bei's mouth, a loud belch sound was already coming out.
"That's disgusting. Who is this?"
The sarcastic words came through the air, like sharp arrows piercing the eardrums of the two people.
Yuan Bei and Li Xiaofeng looked up and saw a luxury carriage parked a few meters away. The door opened wide, revealing Xiao Zupeng's arrogant face.
Suddenly, Yuan Bei's anger rushed to the top of his head, and he asked angrily: "Xiao Zupeng, who are you scolding?"
"Hey, isn't this the second son of the Yuan family? Our eldest young master is scolding those untouchables who don't understand etiquette. How could he be scolding you? The Yuan family is a well-known etiquette family. How could he burp in public?"
Ma Chun popped up from the other side of the carriage and mocked his master on his behalf.
Although Yuan Bei was caught in the act of being indecent, he was currently in a state of drunkenness. He suddenly slapped his hand on the table and jumped up.
"Damn it, I just burped after drinking, it's none of your mother's business!"
The rough curses washed away Yuan Bei's elegance, but it still gave him a rare sense of manliness.
The young master of the Yuan family went crazy, and Ma Chun, who was pretending to be powerful, suddenly felt guilty and opened his mouth but did not dare to reply casually.
At this moment, Yuan Bei suddenly stumbled, his drunken body unsteady and swaying, and the might he had just moments ago was instantly reduced to ashes.
Seeing this, Ma Chun regained his courage and raised his voice, shouting in all directions, "President Yuan, stand still, don't lie down, be careful not to crush the passing rat, haha..."
Yuan Bei's facial features were distorted with anger. However, his drinking capacity was really low and he struggled for several times without being able to straighten his body.
Li Xiaofeng reached out his hand in time and pushed Yuan Bei back to his original position semi-forcedly. He saw Yuan Bei's bold side, and the man's loyalty shimmered out.
"Brother Yuan, sit tight and don't get angry with the mouse. Even if you trample the mouse to death, it won't be interesting."
"Li Xiaofeng, how dare you scold me?"
Even with Xiao Zupeng's support, Ma Chun only dared to mock Yuan Bei, but he had no scruples about Li Xiaofeng's curses.
Swearing is also an art. Almighty Soldier has been an artist in this field since he was a child in the military camp. He responded lukewarmly: "I'm scolding a passing rat. Why are you picking up on me?"
"You bastard, if you want to die, I will help you!"
Ma Chun rushed in front of Li Xiaofeng, but Xiao Zupeng not only did not stop him, but even flicked an innocent moth into powder.
Ma Chun understood his master's hint, and with a flash of cold light, the sword was unsheathed, and several other masters from Heishui Hall quietly dispersed at the same time, standing in a position where they could attack at any time.
Heishuitang's murderous intention was undoubtedly exposed. The target of their provocation was not Yuan Bei, but Li Xiaofeng.
The universal soldier has extraordinary intuition for murderous intent. The moment he senses his opponent's true intention, he smiles, like a tiger surrounded by sheep, showing a ruthless smile.
Immediately afterwards, he left Yuan Bei and ran away, running straight towards a remote and uninhabited place, showing his extraordinary ability to escape.
When the prey wants to escape, a group of hunters naturally pursues it relentlessly. While chasing, they ridicule the prey for being cowardly and sneaky. However, they have no idea that they are the prey and have stepped into the killing place chosen by a real hunter.
The night market quickly faded away, and darkness replaced the lights.
When there was no one around, Li Xiaofeng, who was running away, suddenly stopped. The crowd in pursuit surged forward due to inertia and surrounded the prey.
"Boy, don't blame others for your death, just blame yourself for not having a good eye!"
Ma Chun's long sword slowly pointed at the target. Being able to become Xiao Zupeng's confidant was indeed a bit of a real skill. His ferocious sword energy had already entered the realm of a swordsman.
"Ma Chun, don't blame me if you die."
Li Xiaofeng's voice was calm and calm, the Qiankun bag on his waist trembled slightly, and the short-handled battle ax made a roaring sound in another space.
The killing was imminent, and the sound of a string of horse hooves came through the air. Although the patrolling guards could not be seen yet, everyone could feel the speed of the dragon colt.
Xiao Zupeng frowned and ordered sternly: "You guys come together and fight quickly!"
Not only Xiao Zupeng had this plan, but Li Xiaofeng had exactly the same idea. He leaned forward, raised his heels off the ground, and connected his palm with the battle ax.
At this moment, a cold air suddenly appeared out of thin air.
What a terrible murderous aura!
The hair on Li Xiaofeng's body stood upright due to the strong sensation, as if he suddenly fell into an ice cave and turned into an ice sculpture that could not move.
The cold air swept across the space, and the people in Heishui Hall could not escape.
In an instant, Ma Chun and others fell to the ground in various postures. Xiao Zupeng stood further away. Although he did not fall, his whole face turned pale, and his shouts no longer had the air of arrogance.
"Who? Is it that senior person? Please come out and see him."
The slightly trembling voice of the eldest young master of the Xiao family dissipated in the night wind, but no one appeared around, only the invisible cold air hovering in the sky, firmly suppressing everyone's spirits.
"stop!"
The patrol team of King Song City appeared. Across the street, the leading captain held the Royal City token and shouted loudly: "The King of Song has an order that private fights are strictly prohibited in the city. Violators of the law will not be tolerated!"
The moment the patrol team appeared, the cold air disappeared silently, and the group of people straightened their backs.
Two members of the Black Water Hall greeted the patrol team and dealt with small problems in a familiar manner. Xiao Zupeng gave Li Xiaofeng a cold look, then boarded his carriage and drove away.
Of course, Li Xiaofeng would not stay foolishly. When Xiao Zupeng boarded the carriage, he had already slipped dozens of meters away and walked straight to the VIP hotel.
As for Yuan Bei, the omnipotent soldier is not worried at all, and there is no need for him to worry. The second young master of the Yuan family, who dares to touch him in public.
The incident ended like this, but Xiao Zupeng's expression did not return to normal for a long time.
Who is the mysterious person in the dark? What a terrifying skill!
Why did this person want to save Li Xiaofeng? Could he be that boy's helper? If that was the case, then Li Xiaofeng's background must not be simple. No wonder Song Wanyu would look at him differently!
Alas, it seems that this matter is not as easy as imagined, and this action is a bit reckless. If I had known this, I should not have broken up with the boy named Li.
Thinking of this, Xiao Zupeng's eyebrows trembled violently for a few times, and then he bit his teeth, and the evil spirit filled the air.
Since I have been offended, I will not stop doing anything and must kill Li Xiaofeng, otherwise there will be endless troubles!
At the same time, a few streets away.
After Li Xiaofeng walked out of the crowd's sight, he did not return to the safety of the hotel. Instead, he turned his steps and merged with the darkness.
There is no sound, no breath, and even no human warmth. The omnipotent soldier is like a ghost, drifting around in the darkness.
He felt the "cold air" even more intensely. The invisible opponent was like a thorn on his back. Only by pulling it out could his trembling soul calm down.
An hour passed, and Li Xiaofeng exhausted all his tracking skills, but could not find any trace of the mysterious man. However, his soul could always sense the presence of danger.
There is only one reason for this result. The mysterious man is too powerful and has exceeded Li Xiaofeng's expectations.
After tracking to no avail, Li Xiaofeng, like Xiao Zupeng, began to have random thoughts.
Who is the opponent? Is his appearance a coincidence, or is it to save Xiao Zupeng's life? Did Heishui Hall bring such a powerful master?
After returning to the VIP hotel, his mind was still full of doubts, and the chill in his heart lingered, causing him to suddenly jump out of bed and plunge into the training room.
No matter who the strong enemy is, the best way is to strengthen oneself. Chill becomes the motivation of the all-powerful soldier. He rubs and rubs, rubs and rubs desperately...
The practice time passed by without knowing it. In the blink of an eye, a day passed. Xiao Liuli did not appear, and Li Xiaofeng did not leave the quiet room. It was not until the special car from Song Wangcheng came to greet the contestants that he opened his bright eyes.
One day later, Li Xiaofeng and people from the eight major societies came to Songwang Pavilion again.
Li Xiaofeng raised his eyes and suddenly lost control of his jaw again. He finally fully understood why Song Wanyu evaluated Song Wangge like that.
The magical building still looks so majestic from a distance, and still so delicate when seen up close, but tonight it no longer exudes a blur of brilliance, but is instead a dark steel building, filled with a chilling atmosphere for hundreds of feet.
This building can actually change the elements of the walls. How much energy does this require, and what a brilliant technique it is!
The God of War Fan Tian was aloof, but at this moment he couldn't help but feel excited and gave a thumbs up to the power of King Song City.
As soon as his thoughts changed, he secretly wondered, this King of Song Dynasty is definitely a strong one, why would a strong one play the trick of marrying a weak one? Could it be that the other seven kings and one emperor are more powerful?
The barrier's light flashed, and Li Xiaofeng finally saw Xiao Liuli, as well as Song Wanyu and Feng Shuying, but Song Wangmei and the head of the Feng family were still missing.
The interior of Songwang Pavilion has also undergone great changes, and it is like a fully equipped competition ground.
Princess Song and the sisters of the Feng family sat on the podium. After a concise and powerful opening speech, the turntable that determined the order of appearance appeared again.
All the young heroes opened their eyes wide, eager to go on stage immediately and show off their strength.
The results came out quickly. The first pair of contestants was Li Xiaofeng versus Ma Chun.
Many people thought it was an accident, but Li Xiaofeng was extremely sure that it was man-made. When he took the stage, he couldn't help but glance at Feng Shuying.
What he flew towards was an unkind gaze, but Feng Shuying responded like water. The two gazes met in the void, creating a spark that only they themselves could understand.
The two people's flirting with each other immediately set off another undercurrent of resentment among the eight major societies.
"Li Xiaofeng, you won't have any luck this time!" Ma Chun rushed to the stage first, and all the fire of jealousy poured into the long sword.
"Ma Chun, why bother? You can strive for fame and fortune at any time, but you only have one life."
Li Xiaofeng also showed off his weapon, a warlock dagger, and it was the most common type equipped by the Imperial Academy. This sword matched him very well in the rumors.
With a "wow" sound, there was a burst of laughter in the competition hall. Tang Qing and others were laughing, Yuan Bei was smiling bitterly, Song Wanyu was snickering sweetly, and Feng Shuying's smile was the most special, half-smiling but not smiling.
Xiao Liuli didn't smile. She had already foreseen the outcome. She just kept blinking her big eyes, trying hard to hint that her elder brother didn't want to win.
Xiao Zupeng didn't smile either. Although he was arrogant, he was definitely a master. Thinking of the small collision with Li Xiaofeng at the bridge, his face gradually darkened.
Ma Chun smiled the most proudly, and stabbed him with a wide open sword, then a second sword, and a third sword. The force of the sword was like a strong wind, forcing Li Xiaofeng to dodge and spin around in confusion on the ring.
"Okay, good fight!"
The general audience applauded Ma Chun. The battle on stage was actually not exciting, but watching Li Xiaofeng running like a wolf and a mouse again and again, they all felt relaxed and refreshed.
On the stage, Li Xiaofeng was in a hurry and kept running around the ring. Ma Chun looked majestic, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He chased him extremely fast, not because he wanted to, but because he couldn't stop at all. Some unknown force locked his body and played with him like a puppet.
At first, Ma Chun thought that he had practiced too much and had gone crazy. After a while, he finally discovered something strange. Li Xiaofeng was not dodging at all.
Instinctive anger flooded into Ma Chun's mind, followed by fear. As time passed by, the fear kept rising.
After dozens of moves, Ma Chun's face turned pale. He wanted to scream and admit defeat, but found that he could not open his mouth. He saw the warlock mine that Li Xiaofeng threw on the ring, but he stepped on it without hesitation.
"boom!"
The landmine exploded, and Ma Chun was blown up into the air. As an intermediate swordsman, he was unable to withstand the explosive force of an ordinary landmine. Before he could fall to the ground, he passed out in the blood mist.
There was another muffled sound, and the damaged body fell onto the ring. Li Xiaofeng won like this.
The crowd around him fell silent, and countless contemptuous eyes flew up, covering the proud and hateful young man.
Except for a few people, the unanimous conclusion is that Ma Chun accidentally went crazy and defeated himself, and Li Xiaofeng used landmines during the competition, which was even more obscene.
Thousands of distracting thoughts flickered in just a few seconds. Song Wanyu's soft and delicate body stood up lightly, rang the delicate small bell, and announced softly: "Li Xiaofeng won the first competition and advanced to the next round."
Li Xiaofeng walked off the stage with victorious steps, but received no applause or flowers, only provocative murderous looks.
With a flash of light, the arena was instantly clean.
The unconscious Ma Chun was transported to the infirmary, and even the blood mist he sprayed disappeared without a trace. The Songwang Pavilion once again showed its mystery.
After an unexpected start, the martial arts tournament entered a normal track. Masters from the eight major societies came on stage one by one, either fighting fiercely or engaging in gentle sparring, sometimes with swords and shadows, and sometimes with spells.
When the crescent moon reached the zenith, the first round of the martial arts contest ended with applause. The martial arts arena immediately sank into the ground, and a row of wine tables slowly emerged.
In a blink of an eye, the martial arts competition turned into a small banquet again. Officials from Song Wangcheng arrived in droves, as well as a group of beauties from last night, who took the initiative to walk towards the defeated contestants, using their tenderness to soothe the defeated souls.
Li Xiaofeng felt the atmosphere of the celebration again and felt the danger approaching; as expected, Song Wanyu walked through the crowd with an intoxicating smile and walked directly in front of him.
"Xiao Feng, can you ask me to dance?"
"Princess, I'm sorry. When I competed just now, my ankle was sprained and I couldn't jump." Pies fell from the sky, but Li Xiaofeng was afraid of getting hurt, so he decisively chose to refuse.
"Are you injured? Then I will help you to the hospital. Be careful not to get hurt again."
"No, it's just a minor injury. I'll be fine after a little sleep. Goodbye, Princess."
Before he finished speaking, the omnipotent soldier had already rushed out more than ten meters, with no trace of injury in his agile steps.
Just as Song Wanyu was about to catch up, Xiao Zupeng suddenly stepped out from the side and cleverly stood between the two of them. Then he leaned forward and said politely: "Princess, can I ask you to dance?"
"President Xiao, this is my honor."
Song Wanyu gracefully handed out her palm. Although the resentment in her eyes had not completely dissipated, a charming smile had already emerged.
After a few dances, the lights changed again, and tonight's banquet officially came to an end.
The scene flashed and the three girls returned to the palace together and entered the princess's boudoir.
Feng Shuying chuckled and said: "Wanyu, how about it, my eyes are not wrong?"
Song Wanyu leaned forward and fell on the large sofa. Her breasts and cheeks trembled at the same time. She was so happy that she said: "It's really interesting. This Li Xiaofeng is more interesting than the rumors say. He uses land mines to blow up his opponents. Fortunately, he can think of it, haha...
"
"Yeah, even I didn't expect that he would be so shameless, hehe."
The tall body of the eldest lady of the Feng family was also involved in the waves, while the second lady sat aside. It was not that she was honest, but that she could not move and was imprisoned by the black-hearted sister.
Seeing the exaggerated postures of the two sisters, Xiao Liuli didn't have the slightest smile on her face, only a strong guard, as if guarding against thieves.
After some playful banter, Song Wanyu asked curiously: "Shu Ying, does Li Xiaofeng use Zhan Neng? I feel a bit similar, but a bit different."
"The first time I played against him, I had this feeling, and I'm still not sure yet."
Feng Shuying took a deep breath, and her beautiful eyes suddenly erupted with a beautiful brilliance like dust. She couldn't help but sigh: "There must be a secret in Li Xiaofeng, and I must unlock it!"
"Ah, you are so interested in Li Xiaofeng, don't you really...have a crush on him?"
Song Wanyu's red lips were wide open, and Xiao Liuli, who was beside her, already had a bad look on her face. When she heard Sister Song's question, the little girl's face instantly turned pale and she became extremely panicked.