Before the gambling fight, the two sides had already signed the document, and the black and white paper was in front of them. The Tubo people had only one option: "I am willing to accept defeat". Hongbo Wei personally took action and sealed off all the property left by the fat businessman in the inn. It is worth mentioning that
This caravan had just handed over the goods they had brought, and before they had time to purchase Nali specialties, what Song Yang won this time was all real money.
In the laughter of the people in Qingyang, the Tubo people stripped off their clothes and accessories, leaving only their shorts to cover their shame. They were so embarrassed and angry that they ran away. Before leaving, the fat leader wanted to take the mute with him, but Song Yang stopped him: "With all my wealth, I don't understand."
Huh? The slave belongs to me."
The fat man gritted his teeth, turned around and led the others away. The mute man had been dug out a long time ago. After taking the medicine, he woke up and saw everything before him. He knew that he had a new master and nodded weakly to Song Yang.
Song Yang smiled, reached out and patted his shoulder: "The injury is not serious, but don't worry, you will get better soon."
The mute understood Chinese, nodded again, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
After the Tubo people were defeated, Her Royal Highness the Princess did not even say a word of praise to Song Yang. From Ren Xiaozao's point of view, Song Yang's victory seemed to be what should have happened, although she did not understand where her confidence in him came from.
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But for the two singers, Mr. and Mrs. Qu, Ren Xiaoqin really praised them, and finally said: "With such skills, you should have shown them when you first performed on the stage. You two don't have to get off the stage anymore.
If you are selected, take a seat."
The couple was surprised and happy, and hurriedly knelt down to thank them.
Qin Zhui had been in Xiguan for more than ten years, and he had long hated the Tubo people. Seeing them fleeing in despair, the ugly man laughed first, and then gritted his teeth and said to himself: "The snow on the plateau is the best this year."
Come even bigger and completely bury these fans!" Although it was a curse to vent his anger, Qin Zhui's words were not 'nonsense'. In recent years, the winter on the Tubo Plateau has indeed become colder and colder, year by year.
This year has been even harder...
The Tubo people made this scene, which made the "selection of talents" more interesting, but it also delayed a lot of time. It was getting late at the moment, and at this time, we should have called it a day and waited for the selection tomorrow.
However, there were not many people left to sign up for the election, only a few dozen people. Ren Xiaoqian didn't want to delay another day, so he sent an order to let the people behind him continue to take the stage. All the elections were completed tonight. The excitement of the people in the audience was all the same as before.
The incident was instigated, and no one wanted to let it go. Naturally, they cheered again when they heard the princess's order.
However, the next performance was mediocre and there was nothing special about it. One after another, they were rejected. Soon after, the trumpets of the small officials sounded again: "The last person, Chen Hui, is from Jiu'an Township, Qingyang Prefecture. He is in his 60s."
, display skills... martial arts."
The last one is still a martial artist. What they have seen most in the past three days is practicing on the stage. However, no matter how good one person is, it is not as exciting as the battle between two people. The people who are still immersed in the 'iron fight' just now are a little disappointed.
, many people were ready to leave.
Following the sound of trumpets, an inconspicuous old man in civilian clothes stepped onto the stage. But as soon as he took a step forward, the people in the audience all said in unison, "Huh?" in bewilderment.
The second step, the third step... When he reached the third step, his puzzled tone finally turned into a loud exclamation!
Chen Hui, an old man in civilian clothes, stepped onto the stage and stepped on the steps step by step. He quickly finished the more than ten steps, but he did not 'raise' even half an inch... and the huge platform was actually level with the ground.
Chen Hui climbed the ladder, making the high platform a little lower with each step. You must know that although the steps are connected to the high platform, they are just ordinary carpenters' work. They are fixed together by tenons and iron nails. Chen Hui stepped on the steps.
However, with the strength of one step, he can penetrate the entire high platform and firmly 'ram' it into the soil. What a skill this is.
The first grade of heavenly stems, the top master.
Not to mention the first-grade A-grade masters, even the B-grade masters are mostly hermits who have not been born in the world. Nanli Kuitang has been recruiting masters for the court for more than a hundred years. Before the accident, there was only one B-grade master. This old man in civilian clothes suddenly appeared.
Let everyone stand stunned.
For a first-grade grandmaster, everything he wants is within easy reach, but he still has to 'select talents'?
Who could have imagined that at the last moment of Qingyang's talent selection, a truly outstanding person would appear.
Chen Hui "came on stage", neither saluting nor talking to anyone, and stood indifferently with his hands behind his back.
He didn't see any movement, but everyone on the stage, including Song Yang, who had studied martial arts, had an extra feeling in a trance: it seemed that when a person reached the foot of a mountain and looked up to the top, the entire mountain shattered his eyes, as if
The feeling of being overwhelmed at any time... Everything around me is growing crazily, but I keep shrinking, shrinking, shrinking!
Small and powerless, as if trapped in a nightmare and unable to extricate himself.
It is true that Chen Hui did not make a move, but that majestic momentum, which was invisible but seemed to be substantial, blossomed from him at this moment, without any reservation.
It dissolves into the environment, turns energy into force, and sweeps across the "high" platform, but only warriors can experience it. People on the stage such as Lord Sima and Er Sha who are not familiar with martial arts have no feeling at all.
All the Hongbo Guards were under invisible pressure, and they were all having a hard time, but they had the responsibility to protect them and could not retreat even half a step. Qin Zhui took a deep breath and said: "Senior...please stop...if you can."
It was just seven words, but he had to say it three times to say it all. As soon as his voice fell, everyone on the stage suddenly felt light, and the heavy pressure disappeared. Qin Zhui breathed a sigh of relief, and made a gesture to indicate to others to carefully protect the princess.
He took a step forward and saluted Chen Hui seriously, but before he could speak, a painful groan suddenly came from behind him...Song Yang.
Qin Zhui heard the voice of his companion, and looked back and was immediately surprised. Song Yang, who had been sitting in his seat, had stood up at some point, with his eyes closed and his forehead dripping with sweat.
The knife was held in front of him, and his body was shaking like chaff.
The old man Chen Hui's eyes also fell on Song Yang. There was no hostility in his eyes, but a little surprise.
Things were different from what Qin Zhui thought... Although he asked the other party to "enough is enough," the old man Chen Hui did not restrain his momentum. The reason why Qin Zhui and the many red-clothed guards felt that there was no lightness and pressure around them was because
Because: the invisible pressure emanating from a first-grade grandmaster was all attracted and taken over by Song Yang alone.
Not only Qin Zhui, but also the two parties involved had not thought of this beforehand.
The "Way of the Dragon Bird" passed down by Imperial Physician You is fierce on the outside and brave on the inside. If compared with a mythical beast, it would be like the second son of the divine dragon, Yaizhen, who is violent, violent, bloodthirsty and aggressive.
Although Song Yang has not been practicing 'Dragon Bird' for a long time, he has made rapid progress and now has his own 'prestige'.
When the old man Chen Hui's blooming momentum swept everyone on the stage, the 'Dragon Bird' reacted immediately. Even though the difference in strength was as great as heaven and earth, the domineering force in Song Yang's body did not hesitate and flew up without control.
To counterattack the opponent.
The old man noticed Song Yang's resistance early on, and Chen Hui didn't care at first. He had seen Song Yang take action just now, and he was certainly surprised that this man had the strength to approach Tiangan Czi at such a young age, but Song Yang
There is really a big difference between him and him... The distance from C to A is only two levels, but the higher the level of martial arts, the greater the difference. Not to mention the current Song Yang, when Taiyi You was in his heyday, the combat power of the B-name grandmaster was in the
There is no need for a baby in front of Chen Hui to make him stronger.
However, under Song Yang's several counterattacks, the old man's power scattered outside his body seemed to be angered. Without waiting for the 'master's order', he gave up everyone else, gathered together and pounced on Song Yang fiercely!
It's not that the spirit of "Qi" refuses to obey the master's orders. The reason for this is very simple. The old man subconsciously feels that Song Yang is a threat. Even if the old man himself hasn't reacted yet, his power has already spread through the master's potential thoughts.
, stormed Song Yang.
The real "battle of spirits" has nothing to do with strength, and there is no killing.
Momentum comes from the understanding of the world, nature, and human beings when practicing internal strength. No matter how powerful it is, it is not fatal. It is just a 'presence', a 'deterrence', or a 'warning'.
Chen Hui showed a smile, restrained his energy as his thoughts circulated, and turned back into the inconspicuous old man in civilian clothes. He nodded to Song Yang: "It's a very interesting technique, baby, what is your master's name?"
With a bang, Song Yang almost fell back to his seat, took a few deep breaths, and casually told the other party the name of his elementary school teacher: "Zhang Yushi."
At this time, the curtain where the princess was was opened, and Ren Xiaoqiao, dressed in a full dress and with a light gauze covering his face, walked out. He didn't care about his noble status. According to the etiquette of junior people, he said to the old man: "
Ren Xiaofu has met the senior."
Chen Hui no longer paid attention to Song Yang, and he was not too arrogant, but he spoke straightforwardly: "I don't dare to accept it. May I ask, princess, has the old man been chosen?"
Ren Xiaofu nodded: "Senior's magical skills, it is my Nanli's blessing that he is willing to participate in the election, and he will naturally be selected." It was already decided internally not to allow civilian warriors to go to Dayan to participate in the first-class competition, but it does not mean that Nanli will be selected.
From then on, Li stopped wooing advanced warriors. It was evident that Ren Xiaozai came forward in person as Princess Xuanji.
At this point, the selection of talents in Qingyang finally came to an end. During the three-day performance on the high platform, the first two and a half days yielded nothing, and the scene was mediocre. No one expected that in the last half day, there would be a lot of drama, including horses, bird training, princesses solving cases, and Qiang.
A strong young man, drinking, singing, boiling water, a shocking and vicious fight, and finally a great master who stepped on the high platform into the soil...