Bang~
The pockmarked man fell heavily to the ground under the stage, sending up a cloud of dust.
"Thank you."
Songzhu bowed and performed a martial arts salute, then walked back to the chair where she had sat, as if it was not her who had just kicked the man off the arena.
"Hehe, you've learned your lesson. Did you think Miss Song was so easy to marry?"
The onlookers pointed and talked about the big man. The big man couldn't stand the talk and was too embarrassed to stay there, so he squeezed out of the crowd and ran away in shame.
The onlookers looked like they had won a huge victory and were almost clapping their hands to celebrate.
"Okay, next one please."
Mr. Song maintained his gentle smile and looked up with an inviting gesture.
"I am Mu Gaofei from the Feiyun Sect and would like to seek the advice of Miss Songzhu."
A white figure flew onto the stage and raised his hand to salute Miss Songzhu.
This man looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a delicate appearance and a serious temperament. He was indeed a handsome and elegant young man.
The spectators in the audience immediately expressed their support and appreciation for the contestant, shouting "Come on, Mr. Mu!" Feng Ming really wanted to ask, have you really not rehearsed?
However, although the appearance was different, the result was the same, another "bang" sound accompanied by dust all over the ground.
The young man who was so handsome just now suddenly fell flat on his face. The crowd who were cheering him on pretended nothing had happened. Only the fellow disciples in white clothes who came with Mu Gaofei stepped forward to help him up.
Another man who looked older than him was a little angry. After helping him up, he couldn't wait to go on stage to challenge Shochiku.
However, just a moment later, he went to keep his fellow apprentice company.
Soon the area where they were standing was empty, which was really embarrassing.
Three people were kicked off the arena by Shochiku in succession, causing those who were originally eager to go on stage to temporarily suppress their urge to go on stage. After all, losing in that way would be too embarrassing.
"Haha, is there any other talented young man who wants to come up and challenge us?"
Mr. Song came up again with a smile on his face to guest host the show, but for a moment no one dared to respond.
"Xiyun, go up and fight her."
Fengming poked Feng Xiyun, signaling Feng Xiyun to go up and join in.
There was an impulsive desire in Feng Xiyun's eyes to try it out, but when he looked at the direction where the three people fell down one after another, he hesitated a little.
"What are you afraid of? The worst that can happen is you'll just get knocked down. I think this woman is quite skilled in martial arts. You're always saying you have no rivals, right? Go ahead. There's no shame in losing."
Feng Yuyun was also instigating them, and Feng Xiyun was persuaded by them and jumped onto the platform with a somersault.
"My name is Feng... Huang Yunxi, and I would like to seek the advice of Miss Song."
Feng Xiyun almost revealed his own name, but fortunately he cleverly discovered the problem when he said the first word. Feng is the royal surname. If he dared to say it, the officials from Songxi would line up to ask for an audience in minutes.
Mr. Song's expression didn't fluctuate at all, as if he was wearing a smiling mask. He made a gesture of invitation and then retreated to where he had been standing.
When the spectators in the audience saw another young and handsome boy coming up, they all had expressions of pity and smugness. Some were even looking forward to how quickly Feng Xiyun would be kicked down by Miss Song.
But the result this time disappointed them. In the process, Feng Xiyun had exchanged more than ten moves with Songzhu at an extremely fast speed. The scene was so exciting that it was dazzling.
"Okay~"
Even after Feng Xiyun and Song Zhu clashed with each other and retreated together, some people in the audience cheered, treating the scene as a stage.
After dozens of moves, Feng Xiyun's decline gradually became apparent.
"Xiyun is going to lose."
Following Tunan's words, less than ten moves later, Feng Xiyun took the initiative to stop and clasped his fists, "I lose. Miss Song is a great martial artist."
Miss Songzhu's eyes rarely showed any emotional fluctuations, and it was obvious that she had a very enjoyable fight with Feng Xiyun.
"Thank you. Your martial arts skills are indeed very good, but you still lack some practical experience. If you practice more with others, I believe your future will be limitless."
"More praise from Miss Song."
Feng Xiyun was quite good at saving face in front of outsiders. He was neither humble nor arrogant, without any shame of losing. He walked off the stage calmly and returned to Feng Ming and others.
However, when he walked near an acquaintance, he couldn't hold back anymore and instantly turned back into a child, pulling Fengming's sleeve and acting coquettishly.
"Sister, please ask your brother-in-law to play with me more often in the future. If I don't practice, I can't even beat a little girl."
Feng Xiyun always pestered Tunan to be his sparring partner, but he would only agree once after asking Tunan five times.
"Okay, I'll educate him in the future and let him practice with you more often."
Seeing that Fengming agreed, Feng Xiyun smiled proudly at Tunan.
"Brother-in-law, you heard it, my sister has already said that you have to practice with me more often in the future."
Tunan naturally agreed with a smile.
"I am Qi Zhixing of the Shuiyue Sect and would like to seek the advice of Miss Song."
While they were fighting, someone else came up to the martial arts stage to challenge Shochiku.
"Oh no! Miss Song just fought with me for such a long time. I'm afraid she hasn't recovered in such a short time."
Feng Xiyun became very nervous when he saw another person going up on the stage. Although this person looked good, he always gave people a somewhat vulgar and uncomfortable feeling. If he took advantage of the opportunity to sneak in, Songzhu's life would be ruined.
"Master, please stay away from this man. He has extremely low moral values and a dark soul. He is the type who will do anything to achieve his goals."
0137 jumped out at the right time to show its presence and demonstrate its capabilities.
Fengming nodded. No wonder she felt that this person looked so uncomfortable.
"Sister, why does this person look...why does he look so weird?"
Feng Yuyun also noticed this. Feng Ming was about to tell her what 0137 had just told her, but a fight had already started on the stage.
This person's martial arts skills are also quite good, and he was fighting with Songzhu back and forth. However, laymen watch the excitement while experts watch the tricks. Feng Xiyun could see that this person was probably not as good as him. Even if Songzhu was not in the best condition now, this person would not be able to beat Songzhu.
But a slap in the face often comes so quickly. Just as Feng Xiyun finished his conclusion, Songzhu on the stage suddenly stopped, giving Qi Zhixing an opportunity to take advantage of, and he was hit hard on the shoulder.
The audience in the audience was immediately dissatisfied.
"Hey, are you still a man? You hit a woman so hard."
"Yes, yes, that's too much."
Qi Zhixing was not affected by the discussions in the audience. He took advantage of the victory and attacked Songzhu with several palms. Although Songzhu had not lost yet, it was becoming increasingly difficult for him to resist.
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