He Qizhou walked into the room and walked to Xu Mu's side, whispering: "You know how to search your body very carefully, maybe you can also wear a short coat like theirs?"
Xu Mu blushed and said angrily: "I'm going to die! In fact, I should have thought of this a long time ago. We are not in Daqi here. It seems that I can only withdraw from the competition. After you get close to the prince, just grab my brother."
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"Well, that's all we can do. What reason do you want to use to withdraw from the competition?"
"Shit Escape!" Xu Mu said with a helpless smile, then walked towards the tutor in charge of the house and said, "Sir, where is the toilet?"
When Xu Mu entered the waiting room again, his lips were already a little white and chapped. Coupled with his weak appearance, He Qizhou had to use Xu Mu's skill in disguise.
After Xu Mu found the instructor, he withdrew from the competition on the grounds that he had suffered from diarrhea for the past few days and was ill. The instructor looked at Xu Mu's face, nodded, and then walked out to report to the chief officer on the viewing platform.
Sure enough, when it was Xu Mu's turn to fight, he directly declared his opponent's victory without a fight.
About an hour later, He Qizhou's second round of competition began. His opponent was even slightly inferior to Ji Baocheng. The seven people watching on the stage had now turned into nine people. It seemed that someone from other halls came specially to take a look at the sudden appearance.
The master from Anzhou came out. When He Qizhou won with only seven moves, the two newcomers were a little disappointed. If He Qizhou lost, they might still be able to recruit him to his own court, but now, they have obviously been taken over by Shuitang.
He Qizhou was worried about Helian Changji. After winning, he hurriedly took his "brother" home. What he hopes most now is that he will never run into Shen Tinggu tomorrow.
On the second day of October, in order to avoid Shen Tinggu, He Qizhou entered the waiting room of the "Xuan" courtyard very early and pretended to do his exercises and breath control. The two wooden hall instructors in charge of the competitions in this academy nodded frequently, seeming to confirm He Qizhou's victory.
Due to his diligence, the two men's soft conversation also fell into He Qizhou's ears.
"Do you think this Lian Wen can challenge Yu Wenrui?"
"Isn't this a bit exaggerated? But there is still hope against Jian Jia."
"I didn't expect that this time all the four masters in our courtyard would sign up for the Shuitang. If you sign up for other halls, you can easily get a captain. Now there is an Anzhou Lianwen, and five people are competing for two seats. Now
It’s worth seeing.”
"Who says it's not true? I heard that there are quite a few people coming to see it today, and our teacher can't even sit on the viewing platform."
"Yu Wenrui belongs to the third prince. It seems that after the sixth prince's accident, the third prince can't sit still anymore and wants to insert someone into the water hall."
"Shhh... it's better not to say such nonsense."
"Yes Yes."
There were footsteps outside Xuanzi Courtyard, and then someone shouted: "Hello, adults."
"Aren't you Lian Wu who withdrew from the competition yesterday? How are you doing? Are you feeling better? Why don't you go in?"
"Thank you, sir, for remembering me. It's better. Today is my brother's competition. I'll wait outside the courtyard. I can't break the rules." Xu Mu has been waiting in the corridor outside the courtyard gate. His only purpose is to guard against He Qizhou.
They bumped into Shen Tinggu. The battle stage of Huotang was in the "Huang" courtyard, which was right next to the "Xuan" courtyard of Shuitang. Xu Mu's only purpose of standing outside the courtyard was to stand sentry and give an early warning for He Qizhou.
Not long after, the other seven people came to the waiting room one after another, with different expressions on their faces. After being in the same room yesterday, He Qizhou already remembered the names of the three people who were promoted together, but the other four people did not recognize them.
The four of them looked arrogant, and they knew that they were not good candidates, and they were not sure whether they could fight against the four of them based on their strength alone. After drawing lots yesterday, the person he faced was named Jian Jia, and now it seems that he should be Mutang.
The fourth ranked master.
The order of the battles has also been decided. He Qizhou will appear in the second group. If he wins, he will probably face Yu Wenrui, who is known as the number one in the capital.
Although He Qizhou always hoped that every competition would end quickly, things went against his wishes. The two people in the first competition were evenly matched and ended after two full incense sticks. He Qizhou could only ask himself to do his best.
"Jian Jia, the first level of the Six Meridians." On the stage, Jian Jia also wore a short coat of the same style as Ji Baocheng, and his body shape was similar to Ji Baocheng's, except that he was a full circle bigger than Ji Baocheng, and his height was slightly higher than He Qizhou's.
Qiu Jin, the muscles in his chest seemed to be pushing open the buttons on his coat.
"Anzhou Lianwen, the first state of the Six Meridians." He Qizhou also greeted the spectators.
The people in the spectator seats have changed. The one sitting in the middle has turned into a man in a blue Confucian shirt. He is in his thirties, has a peaceful face, and holds a folding fan common in Jiangnan. On the left of the man is a man in his sixties.
He Qizhou had seen this old man who was more than 10 years old. He was the one who stopped them in the garden behind the high wall. The man on the right was in his forties, with sharp eyes and a serious smile. The man who sat in the middle of the water hall yesterday was
The Lord sat with him on the left side of the old man.
"Your Highness, Hall Master, this is the new talent who emerged yesterday." The Deputy Hall Master stretched his head in the direction of the man in green shirt and said.
"Oh, let's get started." The man in green shirt looked at the old man, as if asking for advice and issuing an order.
The old man nodded and understood each other on the stage. The battle between He Qizhou and Jian Jia officially began.
"It's the prince and the master of the water hall. The real master is finally here." He Qizhou's heart moved slightly, and then he concentrated on facing the opponent's attack.
Rice Ball Exploration
After only three moves, He Qizhou almost laughed. Jian Jia was indeed very strong, even rivaling Jiang Di, but the martial arts he used were not unfamiliar at all. They were exactly the techniques of Wu Shi's sect of Tianlong Sect.
After fighting against Wu Shi, Sikong Lang, Shen Tinggu and others, especially the hard battle with Sikong Lang, He Qizhou knew the boxing techniques of the body-protecting diamond like the back of his hand.
So after only three moves, He Qizhou pretended that his arms couldn't stand the opponent's copper skin and iron bones, and stopped confronting him head-on. Instead, he changed his moves to Zhongzhou swordsmanship, using his palm sword to focus on Jian Jia's weakly defended eyes, head, neck, and joints.
Both ribs and other places.
Jian Jia paid too much attention to physical training and footwork, and his moves were quite satisfactory, lacking some variety and agility. Each move was slow, and the next move was slow. After the opponent guessed the move, he could only get beaten, but he couldn't touch a piece of the opponent's clothes.
Jiao. Although his physique blocked the attacks of more than a dozen swords, the cumulative effect was that his body gradually lost balance and his movements became even slower.
He Qizhou seized the opportunity, tripped his ankles and pushed with his palms. Jian Jia fell down. Before he could react, he kicked him off the ring again.
In order to end the fight as quickly as possible, He Qizhou, in addition to strictly controlling 40% of his internal strength, used the Zhongzhou Palm Sword to its fullest, and ended the fight in less than thirty moves. After the instructor announced the winner, he was about to bow and step down, but was stopped by the master of the water hall.
: "Lian Wen, what a beautiful set of swords."
"Lord Hall Master, you are laughing." He Qizhou hurriedly bowed his head deeper.
"Good is good, but what's even better is the familiarity with the Vajra Divine Skill. You can recruit enemies first. I wonder where you learned it from? Has the Anzhou Tianlong Sect also produced a master?" the old man asked.
"It's over! I just thought about ending the battle quickly, but why didn't I think of hiding it? Is the Anzhou Tianlong Sect so weak?" Big beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead and along his cheeks. Of course, he didn't hit Jian Jia.
I was sweating. My mind was racing. Where did I learn it? How can I say it without leaving any trace? How miserable!
"Lian Wen, why don't you speak?" The old man didn't want to give up the question in his heart.
"Sir, I can't even tell the name of the person who taught me." He Qizhou began to make up a story. Of course he couldn't tell it, so he couldn't keep silent on the spot: "Three years ago, my father said, if I meet someone with a strong body,
I thought I would be at a disadvantage, so I took me to Tongwan City and spent a lot of money to hire a master to practice with me for more than two months, so I got involved in the magical power of Vajra Body Protection and boxing. But my father has always refused to introduce that master to me.
Tell me his name. I only heard my father call that person second brother."
"Can't you tell me what that person looks like? I didn't expect Lian Kang to know a master of the Tianlong Sect." The old man seemed a little unconvinced.
"Convenient." He Qizhou gritted his teeth and described Sikong Lang's appearance. Anyway, there was no way to prove it. After finishing speaking, he saw the man in green shirt and the old man looking at each other. Both of them had strange expressions. In the end, the prince shook his head.
He shook his head and said, "Maybe this is why everyone likes to enter the water hall."
"Your Highness is joking, why are you still standing? Go down." The old man said to He Qizhou.
"Oh." He Qizhou felt a wet and cold feeling on his back, and hurriedly returned to the waiting room. Although he should have passed a dangerous level, he still felt a little unwilling to be dragged away by the old man for so long. Fortunately, the last two days
There was a huge disparity in strength, and the two candidates from the main hall of Mutang quickly won. After a quarter of an hour of rest as required, the final two games began, with He Qizhou and Yu Wenrui appearing last.
During the break, He Qizhou pretended to meditate as usual, but his heart was burning. What if the fire hall ended first and Shen Tinggu slipped in to take a look?
Shen Tinggu didn't come, but someone walked into the waiting room. He Qizhou saw that the people coming were the man in green shirt and the serious middle-aged man. Seeing this, the other three people in the room stood up and bowed, and shouted in unison:
"See His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
He Qizhou reacted very quickly. He was half a beat slow at the beginning, but he caught up with the rhythm at the end, so it was not too abrupt.
"Lian Wen, come here." The prince waved to He Qizhou.
He Qizhou was secretly happy and ran over in a hurry, but now was definitely not a good time to make a move, and even if he made a move, he might not be successful. The people around the prince knew it would be difficult to deal with him just by looking at his face.
"Hall Master Han said that you have the strength to defeat Yu Wenrui. Oh, this is Mr. Han Xuan, the deputy hall master of the Jin Hall." The prince introduced the middle-aged man around him lightly.
"Lord Han, I'm so proud." He Qizhou's bowed body turned slightly to Han Xuan, but he was muttering in his heart: You, the deputy hall master, are not going to watch the competition in the Jintang, why are you here to join in the fun? You are obviously a lackey!
The prince continued: "If you can defeat Yu Wenrui, I will not only reward you heavily, but also use you re-employed!"
"Thank you for Your Highness's grace. I will do my best no matter whether I win or lose, I will serve Your Highness from all fronts!" He Qizhou said "moved", but what he wanted in his heart was to lose quickly in order to save time.