Chapter Eleven Competition
"What a beautiful lady~"
After seeing the appearance of the girl in red, Ximen Cheng couldn't help but sigh.
I saw this woman at the age of seventeen or eighteen, standing tall and erect. Although her face was as beautiful as a fairy, she had bright eyes and white teeth, a beautiful face, and a heroic spirit.
"stare……"
As soon as Ximen Cheng finished speaking, he felt a chill coming. He subconsciously turned his head and looked at Huang Rong's somewhat resentful eyes.
Seeing this, Ximen Cheng quickly said seriously: "Of course, she is far behind my Rong'er. After all, Rong'er is the best beauty in the world."
"Hate~"
Huang Rong's pretty face turned slightly red, and she turned her head to look aside with a shy face. I don't know if she was shy when she heard the words "My Rong'er", or was she praised by Ximen Cheng?
"Gudong!"
Ximen Cheng looked at Huang Rong's shy and cute look, and felt his heart beat suddenly paused. He couldn't help swallowing, stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around her slim waist, and then grabbed her little hand.
“?(?????ω????)?”
Feeling Ximen Cheng's intimate movements, Huang Rong's delicate body froze slightly, and then leaned gently in his arms, the blush on her face became more and more attractive.
"Bang!"
Just as Ximen Cheng and Huang Rong were flirting, the girl in red also grabbed a flaw exposed by the strong man, swept the strong man's right arm across the back, and knocked him out.
“Okay…”
Seeing this from the people present, there was another round of cheers, but the defeated strong man felt embarrassed and crawled into the crowd in a dirt and left with a cover.
After the girl in red defeated the strong man, she walked to the middle-aged man with her and whispered a few words.
The middle-aged man nodded, took a step forward, made a round-robin compilation towards everyone, and said loudly: "I am the next surname Mu's name Yi, a native of Shandong. I pass by noble places, and I don't seek fame or profit, but I just want to have my daughter's family in her old age and have not yet agreed to have her husband's family."
The little girl made a wish, not wanting her husband to be rich, but she just wanted to be a hero with outstanding martial arts skills, so she dared to set up a martial arts competition for her daughter to invite her.
Anyone who is under the age of thirty and has not yet married, who can beat the little girl with one punch and one kick, will be betrothed to him soon.
The father and daughter, from south to north, went through seven roads, only because the famous heroes were married, and the young heroes were reluctant to take care of each other, so they never got a good marriage.
Beijing is a place where tigers and dragons are crouching, and there are many experts and heroes. It is ridiculous to act underneath. Please forgive me."
After Mu Yi finished speaking, the audience around him was silent. It was obvious that judging from the embarrassing appearance of the strong man just now, few of the men present were sure to be better than the girl in red.
Huang Rong stared at the girl in red for a while, a trace of cunning flashed in her beautiful eyes. She turned to encourage Guo Jing beside her and said, "Brother Guo, that young lady in red is so beautiful, why don't you go up and try it?"
Guo Jing did not realize that Huang Rong was teasing herself, but shook her head seriously and said, "I can't do it. My martial arts skills are very poor. I can't beat her. Brother Ximen can try it. His martial arts skills are so good, he will definitely win."
"snort!"
Huang Rong's face changed slightly, she glared at Guo Jing with dissatisfaction, and held Ximen Cheng's small hand and exerted more forcefully.
“???”
Seeing this, Guo Jing looked inexplicably. He really couldn't imagine why Huang Rong was suddenly angry? He thought to himself: "Sister Rong'er, although she was like a fairy, she was just a little stingy. Hua Zheng was better. She wouldn't be so angry so easily."
Huang Rong felt that Guo Jing was just a big piece of wood with no strength at all. Didn’t she see that she and Ximen Cheng were the same?
When Ximen Cheng heard the conversation between Huang Rong and Guo Jing, he felt a little funny. He hugged Huang Rong's slim waist and exerted a little force, putting his strength into her ear and whispered: "Rong'er, I won't go up to compete."
Feeling the heat coming from the tip of his ears, Huang Rong's pretty face became more and more rosy. She gently stroked the ground with her toes, and said coquettishly: "I don't want you to go up and compete~"
"Rong'er, didn't that Mr. Mu just said it? Only people who have not married yet and are not over thirty years old can go up to participate in a martial arts competition and recruit brides."
Ximen Cheng touched Huang Rong's soft and boneless jade hand and said domineeringly: "Although I haven't married yet, I have already recognized you in this life!"
Listening to Ximen Cheng's domineering declaration, Huang Rong felt that her heart was about to melt. She leaned her head gently in his arms and said in a low and firm manner: "Yes!"
Just as Ximen Cheng was in love with the beauty in his arms, a farce also staged in the square, and two shameless guys ran up to compete.
One of them is an obese old man with a thick beard, mostly white beard, at least in his fifties, while the other is a bald monk.
However, these two guys had mediocre martial arts skills and were directly dismissed by the angry Mu Yi. The two could not even catch Mu Yi's move, so they could only run away in shame.
"Everyone, it's about to be snowed heavily, so let's get here first today!"
After Mu Yi sent out the two troublesome guys, he looked up at the sky. Seeing the low pressure of lead clouds and the north wind became stronger, he bowed to everyone and prepared to put away the banner of the martial arts competition to attract brides.
"Let's wait!"
"Dadada..."
Before Mu Yi could pull out the banner, a loud shout suddenly sounded, followed by a sound of horse hooves, and dozens of healthy servants came to ride in a young man.
After seeing the person coming, Ximen Cheng said in his heart: "I am worthy of being Yang Guo's son. He is indeed extraordinary in appearance and can compete with me."
If Ximen Cheng was not wrong, this young man who is about eighteen or nine years old should be Yang Guo’s father Yang Kang. His current name should be Wanyan Kang.
Wanyan Kang first stared at the four big words "Martial Competition to Recruiting Kiss" on the banner, then looked at Mu Nianci in red for a few glances. A trace of playfulness flashed in his eyes, and turned over and got off the horse and walked to Mu Nianci and said, "Girl, are you fighting to Recruiting Kiss?"
Perhaps because he felt the slight provocation in Wanyan Kang's tone, Mu Nianci did not answer his words, but instead had a slightly red face and turned his head to look aside.
When Mu Yi saw the luxurious clothes Wanyan Kang was wearing, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed. He gritted his teeth and went forward and greeted, "I don't know what advice is the young master?"
Wanyan Kang was eager to try: "Your martial arts competition looks quite interesting, I want to try it."
Chapter completed!