"There was that banging noise down there, it's obvious that you used a murder weapon."
On the fifth floor, to Qin Huaidao's surprise, it was a woman.
A beautiful woman.
Bright eyes, white teeth, graceful figure.
At this moment, she was wearing a plain white dress, as beautiful as a lily.
"good."
"Do you want to decide life and death? Or decide victory or defeat?"
Qin Huaidao spoke calmly, but he would not underestimate this woman.
Being on the fifth floor means that it is much more powerful than the guys below!
"In a battle of life and death, you just used that hidden weapon, right?"
The woman spoke calmly, but also full of fear.
Because it had only been a minute since she heard the sound.
Those on the fourth floor are dead.
Of course she should be more careful!
"good."
Qin Huaidao would not talk about morality with them!
You have weapons, why don't you use them?
He didn't come here just to compete.
If it's just a competition, that's fine, so naturally you don't need this thing.
But in a matter of life and death, he would not be so stupid as to put the danger in an area beyond his control!
"Then... let's decide the winner."
The woman took a deep breath, still thinking about whether she should live or die.
Life and death... She didn't want to die here because of Zhou Shan!
"good."
Qin Huaidao said, picking up a long sword.
The reason why he used a long sword was because if she really regretted it temporarily, he could take out his pistol and kill her easily.
"Sword? Then you will lose!"
The woman snorted, her skirt fluttering, and then rushed over.
When the long sword is waved, it is as beautiful as a butterfly.
But the danger also appeared at this time, with murderous intent!
Qin Huaidao didn't dare to make excuses, so he immediately took action.
He held a long sword in his hand and intertwined with her, but Qin Huaidao could feel that this woman was indeed extraordinary. Not to mention her graceful body, her strength was also outstanding!
The long sword in her hand was like an arm, waving like an arm!
But Qin Huaidao was no weakling. Although his swordsmanship was no match for her, his inner energy was still terrifying, so he was not at a disadvantage.
The woman was also a little surprised. She couldn't believe that Qin Huai's inner energy was so strong. Even she couldn't compete with him and could only use his body and sword skills to deal with it.
But this kind of disadvantages also come out.
It was okay for a short period of time, but as time went on, her internal energy was not enough. Facing Qin Huaidao's methods, she could only slowly change from offense to defense.
"You've lost, you don't have to continue, right?"
Qin Huaidao said calmly after forcing her back with a sword.
Hearing this, the woman took a deep breath and put away her sword.
Without saying a word, he went straight downstairs, his attitude was extremely chic.
Qin Huaidao smiled, this woman is still very smart!
If you know you can't fight yourself, you won't fight, but you are much smarter than others.
Afterwards, Qin Huaidao went directly to the sixth floor!
This is already the penultimate level. You can imagine how strong this level is.
"He's actually here. Junior sister is no match for you. How awesome, the emperor."
On the sixth floor is a frail scholar, wearing a green shirt and holding a bamboo slip in his hand.
"Determining life and death, or deciding victory or defeat?"
Qin Huaidao didn't want to talk nonsense and asked directly.
However, the frail scholar waved his hand and smiled.
"I'm not a martial artist. Although I have extraordinary martial arts skills, I don't like fighting and killing the most."
"So...how about we have a literary fight?"
After the frail scholar finished speaking, Qin Huaidao frowned.
Literary fight?
"You don't know about literary competition? Don't you have a literary examination competition in your country? There is a poetry competition."
When Qin Huaidao heard this, he immediately laughed.
Fighting poetry?
How ridiculous!
In this world, I am afraid that no one is better at poetry than me.
There is a splendid culture of five thousand years in his head. It's just poetry, what else is he afraid of?
"Isn't there a martial arts competition today? Why fight for poetry?"
Although Qin Huaidao didn't care, he still wanted to find out.
"This is my personal habit. Of course, you don't have to agree. If you defeat me, you can enter the seventh level."
"It's just... if we can fight without bloodshed, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"
Hearing this, Qin Huaidao smiled.
"A battle without bloodshed? Do you think you can win?"
The weak scholar suddenly smiled: "This...it's hard to say. Among the younger generation of my Zhou family, there are only two masters, one is below me, and the other is the one above me."
"However, it's hard to say which one of us is stronger and which one is weaker. It's just that I'm tired of fighting and killing."
As a martial artist, are you tired of fighting and killing?
This is a bit weird!
"Let's compete in martial arts. When it comes to poetry, you are no match."
Qin Huaidao is not just boasting. After the Tang Dynasty, there were many peerless poets, such as Su Shi and so on.
As long as he recited his poems, how could he win?
"Haha, why don't you, the Emperor of Han Dynasty, write a poem and let me see what you are capable of."
"If I am really no match...then we should just...give up."
The frail scholar was very indifferent. This martial arts competition seemed to be less important than a poem in his eyes.
Qin Huaidao sneered and then sang a song directly.
"Then I'll compose a song."
"Listen carefully."
"When will the bright moon come? I drink wine and ask the blue sky. I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind and go back, but I am afraid that the beautiful buildings and jade houses will be too cold at high places. I dance to clear the shadows. How can it be like being in the human world."
As soon as this poem came out, the frail scholar was immediately shocked!
Just the first sentence was enough for him to figure it out!
“What a poem!”
"Is there...any more?"
His eyes were bright and there was a kind of fire.
Qin Huaidao smiled, this poem could certainly win him.
This is a water-melody song that will recite an eternal song!
Of course he will be excited!
"Of course there is! Listen."
"Turn around the Zhu Pavilion, lower the Qi household, and the light will keep you awake. There should be no hatred, why should we be reunited when we say goodbye?"
"People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. It's hard to do this in ancient times. I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart!"
After finishing the following poem, the weak scholar was even more shocked!
"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes..."
"Hahaha, so good! What a poem!"
"Especially the last sentence, this matter is difficult to solve in ancient times. I hope that we can live together for a long time... thousands of miles... together!"
"I admire you!"
The frail scholar was extremely excited and was completely convinced at this moment.
"I can't write such a poem, so then... you've passed this level."
With that said, the frail scholar bowed deeply to Qin Huaidao.
"At Zhou Xingchen's house next week, if there is a chance, I'll have a drink and talk!"
"Farewell."
With that said, Zhou Xingchen left directly, still humming the poem Qin Huaidao just said in his mouth, very intoxicated.
Qin Huaidao sighed, he didn't expect to reach the seventh floor so easily.
But...this is also the seventh level which is the most difficult!