Listening to what the two of them said, Du Haiyan couldn't help but laugh: "This girl has been chattering in Luozhu Hall for the past two days, saying that she must wait until the day of the Heroes Competition to compete with Brother Chen."
"Now I can see it clearly. It turns out that this girl is trying every means to win over you and show off her power in front of you!"
"Hey, Brother Haiyan, don't say that." Mo Jianchen raised his lips again, glanced at Du Zhiqing, and narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Although I am inferior to her in unarmed fighting, but when it comes to archery,
, but she lost to me."
"Humph." Du Zhiqing pouted, clasped his fingers, and said a little aggrievedly: "It's not because I was too anxious that I made a mistake. Otherwise, I wouldn't have lost to you."
Mo Jianchen raised the corner of his mouth again and deliberately imitated her tone of teasing: "Hey, if you lose, you lose. Don't deny it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Du Zhiqing pinched his arm and raised his eyes: "You are really annoying!"
"Oops!" Although she didn't pinch hard, Da Mo Jianchen still groaned and complained: "Why do you do it just because you say it? What kind of temper do you have?"
Du Zhiqing crossed her hips, raised her head, and said arrogantly: "My young lady has this temper, can you take care of it?"
"Hahahaha." Seeing the two of them having fun, Du Haiyan couldn't help but laugh: "My sister has had such a temper these years and has been spoiled by her family. If you want to stay with her, you have to endure him.
Already."
"Oh!" Mo Jianchen let out a long sigh, glanced at Du Zhiqing again, shook his head, pretending to be helpless: "Then what should I do? You have to endure it if you can't bear it. Who told him he was the one waiting for me under the poplar tree?
Where is my sister who has been my acquaintance for ten years?"
Hearing what he said, Du Zhiqing's heart warmed up, a beautiful smile overflowed on his face, and he said happily: "It's good that you know!"
A few people were walking, talking and laughing. The unhappiness and embarrassment just now were all resolved, and joy floated among them.
At this moment, He Lingfeng was alone, with his eyebrows lowered and silent, feeling unhappy alone.
He couldn't get a word in what a few people were saying. Seeing Du Zhiqing and Mo Jianchen fighting around, he felt really uncomfortable.
He only said one sentence, and the senior sister lost his temper with him because of him. This shows how important his position is in the senior sister's heart, maybe it has surpassed him.
But all this is what Senior Sister wants, so what can I do?
Several people returned to the main arena, met the elders, and followed the elders' instructions to compete in several martial arts matches with their peers in Luanxiang Pavilion.
The young men in Luanxiang Pavilion are all equally talented. In several games, they showed their youthful demeanor.
Du Zhiqing also competed several times with his fellow disciples. After the competition, he returned to the pavilion to take a nap.
The main stadium is very large, and every venue is full of people, and there are also many onlookers.
Because there were too many people, Du Zhiqing and a few others found a quieter pavilion and sat down. In this pavilion sat Mo Jianchen, He Lingfeng, Du Haiyan, Xiahou Wandai, and a few others who were usually better off.
Brothers and sisters.
"Sister Zhiqing, you must be tired, let's have a drink of water!" Seeing Du Zhiqing return, Mo Jianchen got a bowl of water and handed it to her.
Du Zhiqing drank a bowl of water in one gulp, then gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, stretched his arms, and exclaimed cheerfully: "Oh, it's really fun today!"
"I didn't expect it, but I really have yours." Mo Jianchen also praised him: "I didn't expect that you are not big, but your skills are quite good. I think many of the senior brothers and sisters who are older than you are not yours.
Where is the opponent?"
"Hahaha, of course." Du Zhiqing is not modest, and you don't want to think about whose daughter I am, the descendant of Jinghong Goddess and One Step and Ten Fists. Do I have poor martial arts skills?"
Mentioning this, she suddenly thought of something again, her eyes moved, and she knocked on Du Haiyan's shoulder again, looking full of energy: "Hey, brother, you are also a child of your parents. As the goddess Jinghong and the
My son who can do ten punches in one step, you have to show your hands."
"The two of us haven't competed for the thorn flowers yet. I just saw that there was an empty venue over there. How about we take advantage of the moment to compete for a few games and show off?"
"Ah?" Du Haiyan looked at Du Zhiqing who had just returned from the competition with some shock: "You just finished the competition, you are not tired. You don't need to rest for a while before going."
"Hey, what's so tiring about this?" Du Zhiqing didn't look tired at all, and still smiled with fighting spirit: "Just tell me, do you dare to compete with me again?"
Du Haiyan thought for a while, stood up, and said to her: "It's okay to compete with you now, but I'm afraid you don't have enough strength just after the competition. If you lose later, I'm afraid you will blame me again."
"What you said is wrong." Du Zhiqing raised his head and said proudly: "It's just two games, how could I have no physical strength? And when did I lose to you in the competition for Jinghua? You
Just say, do you dare to compete with me? I bet you can’t beat me this time.”
"Where do you get such confidence?" Looking at his proud look, Du Haiyan gently poked her forehead and said with a smile: "You are really very confident. If I don't agree again,
You, it seems that I am really afraid of you. Okay, let’s go!”
"Okay!" Du Zhiqing agreed happily, and turned around again, waving to the people sitting next to him, "Brother Chen, Ling Feng, Wan Dai, you guys can come over and have a look, it's just in time.
Judge for us both!"
As she spoke, she happily ran to the horse racing venue.
Mo Jianchen had never heard of the Jinghua competition. Hearing Du Zhiqing mention it, he couldn't help but feel a little confused. He asked Xiahou Wandai who was standing beside him: "Junior Sister Wandai, what is Jinghua? Why haven't I heard about it?"
Pass?"
Xiahou Wandai explained to him: "Senior Brother Mo, you have been away from Muzhou City for many years, so you probably don't know about this project. Seizing the wattle flowers is a martial art that has emerged in Muzhou City in recent years."
"The format of this competition is similar to that of horse racing. Both parties drive their horses quickly on the grass and place the thorn flowers twenty feet apart to see who can grab the thorn flower in their hands first.
inside."
"When fighting, you can use any martial arts and swordsmanship, but during the fight, you are not allowed to leave the horse's back. Whoever has the thorn flower in the hand in the end within the specified time will be the winner."
"That's it." Mo Jianchen understood the rules of grabbing the thorn flower and nodded: "It's not very complicated. It's just like riding a horse. Although I haven't seen it before, I can try it.
Give it a try!”
"Okay." Xiahou Wandai also nodded: "It's not difficult to grab the thorn flower. The main thing is the martial arts and techniques. After cousin and cousin finish competing in a while, you can have a try with cousin or senior brother He.
."
Hearing this, Mo Jianchen couldn't help but wonder why Xiahou Wandai only asked him to compete with Du Haiyan or He Lingfeng, and why she didn't mention Du Zhiqing. Could it be that he and Du Zhiqing couldn't compete?
He was about to ask: "Why not He Zhiqing..."
But they saw that Du Haiyan and Du Zhiqing had already mounted their horses. Du Zhiqing waved towards them and shouted: "Come quickly!"
"Hey, here it comes!" Mo Jianchen waved to her, responded, and walked over quickly.
His entire attention was focused on Du Zhiqing on the horse. The question he just asked was interrupted, and he forgot about it without asking any more questions.
After a few people walked over, Du Zhiqing said excitedly: "You guys have to watch, we'll start right away!"
She turned her head again and said to Du Haiyan on the other horse: "Come on, brother!"
Du Haiyan understood, and the two rode their horses at the same time, tightened the reins, and galloped wildly on the grass, showing off their youthful style.
The galloping horse was also very fast, and the man on the horse was also in high spirits.
I saw Du Haiyan arriving at the place where the Jinghua was before Du Zhiqing. He leaned over and pulled the Jinghua up. Then he turned back and smiled at Du Zhiqing: "This time I am one step ahead of you!"
After saying that, he held the wattle flower in his hand and continued to gallop forward.
Du Zhiqing just pursed the corners of his mouth slightly, rolled his eyes again, and said unhurriedly: "Don't be happy too early!"
As he spoke, he turned his horse's direction and caught up with Du Haiyan from another angle.
She rushed up with a force on her feet, jumped up and stood on the horse, and gently tapped the acupuncture point on Du Haiyan's arm from behind. Du Haiyan was hit, his arm became weak, and he threw the Jinghua away.
.
Du Zhiqing got back on the horse with lightning speed, jumped on the horse, and caught the thorn flower falling from the air without missing a beat.
Holding the thorn flower in her hand, she turned the horse's head again, raised her head proudly, shook the thorn flower in her hand, and proudly said to Du Haiyan: "It's not that easy to beat me!"
Du Haiyan sighed lightly and shook his head: "You really have an idea, but I won't admit defeat, come on!"
After that, Du Haiyan continued to ride his horse and chased Du Zhiqing. Du Zhiqing also rode his horse and ran away quickly, neither of them giving way.
Mo Jianchen was sitting on a stone pier not far away, staring intently at Du Zhiqing, who was riding high on horseback. Every move she made that showed her heroic spirit was engraved in his heart.
She was galloping on horseback with high spirits. Her heroic appearance was completely different from the bright and charming little girl in the past. She had the air of a heroine.
I never thought that this pretty little girl would have such a heroic side. I don’t know how many sides of this little girl I have never seen before.
The setting sun outlined her exquisite figure, and her galloping figure became the most colorful beauty in the grass. He looked at it, and his mind was filled with excitement.