When Song Qingshu returned to his seat, he saw Zhou Zhiruo looking at him with a faux-smile. His face couldn’t help but heat up, and he guiltily asked, “What’s wrong?”
Zhou Zhiruo gave him a weird look, ” Someone once swore that he had nothing to do with this Miss He.”
Song Qingshu said awkwardly, “I really have nothing to do with her.”
‘Except for the the segs…’ Song Qingshu added in his heart.
“Do you think I’m blind?” Zhou Zhiruo snorted, “You guys acted so weird on stage. Even if you say nothing happened, no one would believe it.”
Song Qingshu felt extremely depressed, and it was hard to explain to her what happened. How could he say that the woman had forced herself on him when he had lost his martial arts. Firstly, no one would believe him even if he told them. Secondly, even if they were willing to believe it, he couldn’t afford to lose face.
“Zhiruo, who do you think will win, this Hero of Jinyang or that iron-masked weirdo?” Song Qingshu quickly talked about other things.
When You Tanzhi came on stage, everyone in the audience took a breath of cold air because of the iron mask on his face, but they felt relieved when they thought that he was a member of the Xingxiu Sect.
Song Qingshu looked at You Tanzhi’s appearance and subconsciously thought of Ah Zi. The last time he went to Shuixie, Ah Zi had not yet met Xiao Feng. So naturally, Ah Zi had no reason to follow Xiao Feng. Then where did the iron mast on You Tanzhi’s head come from? How did he become a member of Xingxiu Sect?
‘Is Ah Zi in the Xingxiu Sect now? So You Tanzhi encountered the tragedy again and joined the Xingxiu Sect eagerly?’
Song Qingshu couldn’t help but rub his nose. In terms of how miserable the characters in the original novel were, You Tanzhi was still above the original Song Qingshu, second only to Lin Pingzhi.
In the original novel, Song Qingshu was just mentally re*tarded and narrow minded. The dignified young master of Wudang Sect just wanted to be with the one he loved, Zhou Zhiruo, but he ended up inexplicably spying on a female Emei disciple in the middle of the night, and he happened to be discovered by his uncle Mo Shenggu, the Seventh Hero. So what happened next? The Seventh Hero wanted to punish his behavior, and Song Qingshu ended up killing Mo Shenggu by mistake. The guy was truly unlucky.
But compared to You Tanzhi and Lin Pingzhi, he was much better off. They both had a rough and miserable life, and that Old Jin gave them all the bad luck in the world.
While Song Qingshu was thinking such thoughts, Zhou Zhiruo had already begun to make a judgment based on the battle situation on the arena, “The Hero of Jinyang has been famous for many years, and his Hunyuan skill should not be underestimated. The iron-masked man is unknown in the world, and he is just a member of the Xingxiu Sect. Even if Ding Chunqiu personally fights against Xiao Banhe, he may not be able to win without his poison, let alone one of his disciples.”
Song Qingshu smiled and said, “How about we make a bet, I’ll bet on that iron mask to win.”
He had fought against Xiao Banhe, and the opponent’s Hunyuan Style was indeed good, but compared to You Tanzhi’s mutated Frost Qi, it was a bit inferior. After all, in the original novel even Xiao Feng’s ability was suppressed by You Tanzhi’s poisonous Frost Qi.
Zhou Zhiruo glanced at the stage a few more times and slightly shook her head, “The iron-masked man’s punching and kicking skills are too crude. He is no better than the average Emei disciple. How could he win?”
Song Qingshu showed a fox-like smile, ” Since you are willing to bet, let’s set a prize.”
“What prize?” Zhou Zhiruo asked curiously.
“A kiss,” Song Qingshu whispered, “If you win, I’ll kiss you. If I win, you kiss me.”
“Bah!” Zhou Zhiruo snapped, “Whether I win or lose, isn’t it you who is benefitting?”
“Then do you want to bet?” Song Qingshu looked at Zhou Zhiruo face. The skin on her face was as crystal clear as jade and had healthy shade of red. He couldn’t help but want to get up and take a bite…‘Bah, why would I think of that?’
“Okay, I’ll take the bet.”
Song Qingshu originally thought that with Zhou Zhiruo’s temperament, she would definitely not pay attention to it, but who knew that the corners of her lips turned up in a nice arc, and she actually agreed.
Song Qingshu was startled for a moment and then a burst of joy filled his heart. He quickly turned back to look at the situation on the ring. It didn’t matter who won among the two of them, he just wanted them to finish the fight quickly.
Zhou Zhiruo suddenly let out a sigh and looked at the stage with confusion, “What is Xiao Banhe so worried about? Why doesn’t he dare to get within one foot of that iron-masked man?”
In her eyes, the iron-masked man’s moves were full of flaws. It was clear that he could be subdued with just a few moves, but Xiao Banhe slowed down several times, giving his opponent to react and dodge.
There were many people in the scene who also had this doubt.
Not far away, Guo Fu also pulled Huang Rong and asked, “Mom, that iron-masked weirdo can’t even compare to me in martial arts. Why can’t the Hero of Jinyang win against him after so long? I thought he was as famous as my father.” Guo Fu wrinkled her nose, obviously very dissatisfied.
Song Qingshu secretly praised, ‘Although Miss Guo has a bad temper, she inherited her mother’s appearance and is really beautiful indeed.’
Noticing Song Qingshu’s gaze, Guo Fu couldn’t help but stare back at him, obviously still resenting his previous rudeness.
‘This girl…she dares to stare at me like this even after seeing my martial arts. Should I say that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, or should I say that she has big breasts and no brains?’
Song Qingshu laughed.
Zhou Zhiruo happened to be wondering about this question, so he deliberately raised his voice and explained to the two of them.
“Although the iron-masked man is poor in punching and kicking skills, his internal strength is extremely weird. Not only is it powerful and treacherous, but it is also mixed with extremely cold poison. Every time Hero Xiao fights with him, the poisonous Frost Qi takes the opportunity to invade the meridians on his hands, which naturally causes a lot of stagnation in his movement. Hehe, I realized it just now, but You Tanzhi’s Frost Qi seems to be a debuff.”
Although she didn’t understand the last sentence, but the previous explanations were very detailed. Huang Rong nodded slightly and was secretly shocked, ‘He could clearly see the Qi conditions of the two people on the stage from such a long distance. Just how high is his martial arts?’
The Mother and daughter were connected in thoughts, and as if to solve Huang Rong’s doubts, Guo Fu couldn’t help but curl her lips, “You are just making it up, how could you know it from so far away.”
Who knew that as soon as she finished speaking, You Tanzhi suddenly started to counterattack and struck out with a powerful move.
Xiao Banhe dodged in panic.
You Tanzhi palm hit a flagpole at the edge of the ring. The flagpole that was originally fluttering in the wind was stained with a layer of frost at a speed visible to the naked eye. And the frost soon froze even the flying flag!
The flag went from moving to still in an instant. The absurdity of the matter made everyone in the venue take a deep breath, and then there was an uproar and everyone started talking.
In the martial arts competition between Xiao Banhe and You Tanzhi just now, except for a few top experts who could see the problem, most people were actually thinking about the same thing as Guo Fu. They all felt that this Hero of Jinyang was a bit unworthy of his reputation.
Guo Fu mouth opened wide in fear. When she looked back, she found that Song Qingshu was staring at her with a faux-smiling smile. She couldn’t help but feel her face heat up, “Humph, what’s there to be so proud about a blind cat encountering a dead mouse?” (G: Idiom, meaning coincidence.)
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