Summary of the previous chapter: Three against three, Ma Xiaoquan still won...
Li Zongyu's son was also helpless. He was unwilling to accept such a result, but his father was right. Even if he tried hard, it would still be two against three, plus.
Both parties gathered and stood up straight, waiting for the emperor's comment.
Zhu Youxiao's intention was still unfinished, he smashed and smashed and said: "That's it. It's over. Hey, I haven't enjoyed it yet."
Ma Xiaoquan rolled his eyes, stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I have a merciless request!"
"Oh, tell me!"
Ma Xiaoquan looked at Li Zongyu's son and said: "Weichen wants to have a fight with this young hero. If Weichen loses, the previous bet with General Li will still work!"
"What? Ma Xiaoquan, do you really mean what you said?" Li Zongyu said excitedly.
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Why, it's natural. General Li doesn't believe it?"
Li Zongyu laughed and said: "Why don't you believe it? Mr. Deacon has kept his word, so you just say it is true, but... Mr. Deacon, do you really want to have a fight with my son?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled slightly and said nothing.
Li Zongyu was extremely proud, as if he could get Bei Mingshuang without any competition.
Li Zongyu's son also seemed to be very confident. He glared at Ma Xiaoquan sideways and said with some disdain: "I have heard for a long time that the deacon is highly skilled in martial arts, and the boy was the number one martial artist last year, so I hope you can give me some advice."
Ma Xiaoquan waved his hand: "Eh? It's not about giving advice, it's just a discussion."
"Okay, let's start quickly. Hum, I can't wait any longer," Li Zongyu's son said confidently.
Li Qinghan came up to Ma Xiaoquan and whispered: "Ma Xiaoquan, Li Zongyu's son is a martial artist at first glance, and he was also the top martial arts champion last year. I heard that he killed all his opponents in last year's martial arts competition!
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"What?" Ma Xiaoquan narrowed his eyes, "I really haven't asked about this. Well, no wonder Li Zongyu looks so happy. After making trouble for a long time, his son will be cruel."
"Well, be careful and don't fight hard. You saw it just now. The guy had a knife hidden on his body. I don't know what else he will come up with after you two start fighting..."
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and whispered: "Qinghan, can you ask Xiaoshuang to help me?"
Li Qinghan blushed and said: "Xiaoshuang is yours, tell me whether you can help me or not."
"Hey, that's different. Xiaoshuang is in your body now, so she will definitely listen to you more."
"Well, okay." Li Qinghan closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them again, smiling and saying: "Xiao Shuang promised to help you, but I will only help you find someone..." As he said that, Li Qinghan grabbed Ma Xiaoquan's hand.
Right hand.
"Huh?" Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile, "Okay, okay, this one will work too. Hey, this one is actually more useful."
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The two sides were ready and entered the field again. This time, it was one vs. one again, with Ma Xiaoquan facing off against Li Zongyu's son, the No. 1 Wu champion.
Ma Xiaoquan stood in the competition venue and said with a smile: "Boy, I've been calling you Li Zongyu's son, and you probably won't be happy with it. Well, tell me your name, lest I beat you to the ground before you know it."
What's your name?"
"Haha... Ma Xiaoquan, can you defeat me? Okay, then I'll tell you, my name is Li Yao! Remember it! Ma Xiaoquan, watch your moves!"
"Li Yao? Yeah, not bad." Ma Xiaoquan chuckled, stretched out his hand to block Li Yao's straight punch.
"Huh? Interesting." Li Yao felt the power of Ma Xiaoquan's blocking, and couldn't help but feel happy. He had used seven points of power in this punch. If it had been someone else, if he had taken it with one hand, his arm would have been broken.
But Ma Xiaoquan stretched out his hand to block it and relieved most of his power. Well, Ma Xiaoquan is indeed a master.
Li Yao laughed, turned around and kicked again, directly towards Ma Xiaoquan's crotch. Ma Xiaoquan snorted coldly and pressed down with both hands, suppressing Li Yao's kick.
Li Yao's move was a feint. At the same time that his foot was being pinned down by Ma Xiaoquan, his right elbow had already struck quickly, directly attacking Ma Xiaoquan's right temple.
Ma Xiaoquan raised his eyebrows and turned his head to avoid Li Yao's elbow.
Li Yao's attack was not finished, his elbow hit missed, his left leg bent, and his knee hit him.
There was a "bang" sound, and Li Yao's quick knee hit the outside of Ma Xiaoquan's right thigh.
Ma Xiaoquan gritted his teeth and felt bursts of numbness and pain from the outside of his right thigh.
After one round, Li Yao was not eager to fight. He was also afraid of Ma Xiaoquan's defensive counterattack, so after his move was successful, Li Yao took several steps back and retreated.
"Hiss" Ma Xiaoquan frowned, gritted his teeth and rubbed his right thigh.
Li Yao's knee strike was very forceful. Fortunately, he had anticipated it and dodged it in advance. If he had hit him directly, his right leg would have been destroyed.
Even so, the numbness and pain in his entire right leg would still temporarily cause him difficulty in moving.
"Hmph, how about it, Ma Xiaoquan, it doesn't feel good to be hit by my knee, right?" Li Yao said proudly.
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and said: "Wu Zhuangyuan is indeed Wu Zhuangyuan, but you are a little too confident. You want to defeat me with just such a small trick? Then I, the deacon of Jinyiwei, will do it in vain."
Li Yao narrowed his eyes and flashed a cold light: "Okay, then you don't want to be a deacon of the Imperial Guard today, just suffer death!" After saying that, Li Yao rushed over with his fist raised.
Ma Xiaoquan knew that Li Yao was well prepared and probably had a weapon similar to a hand knife hidden in his hand, so he jumped away in panic before the other party came over.
Li Yao laughed when he saw Ma Xiaoquan running away. He flipped his hand and magically pulled out two money darts.
"Suffer death!" Li Yao threw the money dart towards Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan had already noticed Li Yao's flipping action, and before he could throw out the money dart, Ma Xiaoquan had already made a prediction.
As a result...the money dart thrown by Li Yao failed to hit Ma Xiaoquan.
Outside the competition venue, Li Zongyu suppressed his inner excitement, as if Li Yao was about to win. He glanced sideways at Bei Mingshuang, who was not far away from him, and swallowed hard.
"Yao'er, let's end the fight." Li Zongyu couldn't wait any longer. He wanted Li Yao to end the fight quickly, and then he kept pulling Bei Mingshuang to consummate the marriage.
Bei Mingshuang frowned, looked at Ma Xiaoquan who was running around in confusion in the competition venue, and cursed: "Ma Xiaoquan, be serious, if you win, I will consummate your marriage tonight!"
"Ah?" Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment when he heard Bei Mingshuang's words while jumping.