When Xu Miaomiao heard this suggestion, she frowned slightly, stood behind Song Zhijin, and shook her head calmly at the two children in front of her.
But the next moment, Song Zhijin actually walked to the side of the swords, picked up a sword, and smashed it at the two of them.
Li Yi first held the sword in his hand without stretching out his hand. He could not help but feel a little emotional at Song Zhijin's action. Dabao on the side put away his legs and feet that were doing horse stance, and frowned at Li Yi and said, "The task assigned by Mr. Nangong has not been completed yet, put down the sword."
When Li Yi heard Dabao say this, his face, which had just been somewhat happy, suddenly turned into frustration. He looked at Dabao's big head and said, "Just compare with Madam Song for a while. Mr. Nangong won't mind."
Li Yi always thinks before speaking when Dabao speaks, but it is rare to see him being as impulsive as he is today.
Seeing this, Xu Miaomiao didn't say much, and quietly pushed Dabao aside. The next moment, the two of them stood on the ring, holding their swords in their hands, and the next moment, they started fighting with swords drawn.
Xu Miaomiao frowned the whole time she saw this scene. It was not a good thing for anyone to be hurt. If Song Zhijin was injured, given General Song's character, he would inevitably find fault with Li Yi. If Li Yi was injured, he would definitely be heartbroken. The best outcome of this battle was that Li Yi could take the initiative to admit defeat and give Song Zhijin a way out. Although he lost face, he saved his life after all, and he would not have to worry about anything happening against him in the future.
But today, Xu Miaomiao was a little surprised when she saw Li Yi and Song Zhijin competing. She had long known that Song Zhijin's swordsmanship was very advanced and her martial arts were not weak either, but she didn't expect her to be so powerful. She saw that Li Yi was unable to withstand several moves, and Dabao on the side also frowned fiercely, looking somewhat unwilling.
Xu Miaomiao naturally couldn't see the trick, so she looked at Dabao and said, "Can Li Yi win this competition?"
But what answered Xu Miaomiao was Dabao's silence. Dabao stared at the sword in Song Zhijin's hand for a long time before responding to Xu Miaomiao and saying, "Okay."
It was just two short words, but for some reason, Xu Miaomiao suddenly felt relieved: "It's okay if I can't win, it's okay if I can't win."
It would be bad if Li Yi defeated Song Zhijin and made Song Zhijin lose face in public.
Just as the two were fighting, Nangong Jin slowly walked over and stood about ten feet away from Xu Miaomiao, watching the two people fighting on the stage. It seemed that she sensed Nangong Jin's coming, and Song Zhijin attacked even more ruthlessly. Beads of sweat appeared on Li Yi's forehead.
"I was wondering why Mr. Nangong came to the backyard. It turns out there is such an exciting thing going on in the backyard."
Just a voice was heard, and a group of servants surrounded the woman and walked slowly over, and the noble ladies followed behind them in unison. In an instant, a lot of people gathered in this originally deserted arena. Seeing them all coming, Xu Miaomiao unconsciously squeezed the handkerchief in her hand. Then, it was just them just now. Even if Song Zhijin was injured, Xu Miaomiao had a way to make up this excuse. But now, in front of everyone's eyes, if Li Yi hurt Song Zhijin, he would probably not have a good life in the future. I hope Li Yi can understand this and lose to Song Zhijin on his own initiative.
But at this time, Li Yi seemed to have already gotten excited about the fight with Song Zhijin. Seeing that Song Zhijin was not on guard, Li Yi also went forward without any guard.
The two were fighting hard for a while, Xu Miaomiao watched them with a frown on her face. At the most critical moment, Song Zhijin didn't know why, and the sword in her hand suddenly fell off. Li Yi thought she would resist, and she didn't have time to retract the sword, which actually cut through Song Zhijing's hairband. The three thousand black hair suddenly fell off in an instant. Li Yi quickly withdrew his hand, but the sword was already stained with Song Zhijin's blood.
The next moment, everyone exclaimed. Princess Jiahe was also a little shocked. She stood up and shouted to the stage: "Brocade!"
Song Zhijin seemed to be unresponsive and had not yet realized that she had lost. She slowly raised her head and put all her long black hair behind her head. She saw a bloody mark on her face.
When Li Yi saw this scene, he knew that he had caused a big disaster. He immediately saluted to Song Zhijin and said to everyone, "I was careless and hurt Madam Song. I hope Madam Song will not blame me."
Song Zhijin waved her hand indifferently, took a wooden hairpin, and put her hair up. Everyone couldn't help but sigh at her heroic posture.
Song Zhijin said to Li Yi, "It's no big deal. There are winners and losers in a martial arts competition. It's obviously my own fault that I'm not good enough in martial arts. What does it have to do with you? I wanted to compete with you. Even if I was injured, it can't be blamed on you. Don't worry too much, young master."
Hearing what Song Zhijin said, Li Yi couldn't help but be surprised. He slowly raised his head and looked at her, and his admiration for Song Zhijin deepened a little more.
When Xu Miaomiao saw this scene, she frowned tightly. Even if Song Zhijin had ten thousand ideas in her mind, she could still pretend to be indifferent on the surface. Xu Miaomiao hated her for this, but now Li Yi believed her.
Nangong Jin saw this scene and slowly walked forward, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, handed it to Song Zhijin, covered the wound on Song Zhijin's face, looked at her and said, "I will definitely heal you."
After hearing Nangong Jin's words, Song Zhijin slowly raised her head and smiled faintly, as bright as the sun. She looked at Nangong Jin and said, "Ajin, even if I lose this face, so what? People who really like me will not despise me. He is Ajin's apprentice. It is my honor to be defeated by Ajin's apprentice today."
When Nangong Jin heard Song Zhijin say this, she couldn't help but raise her hand and touch her head. If it was someone else, she would probably be extremely jealous, but she knew it was Song Zhijin. Seeing this, Princess Jiahe ran to Song Zhijin anxiously, took her hand, looked at the injury on her face, and asked, "Zhijin, does it hurt? Are you okay?"
"Jiahe, don't worry. It doesn't matter if there are scars left. I just know that you won't dislike me."
Song Zhijin said this as if she was talking to Nangong Jin and Princess Jiahe in front of her, but her eyes only stayed on Nangong Jin.
"Nangong Jin, if the brocade can't be healed, I'll let this little beast be buried with him!"
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