"It turns out that the background of this Yinghua Banquet is so profound..." Ling Jing was shocked. If the current Saint controlled this Yinghua Banquet behind the scenes, then the meaning of this banquet would not be that simple.
At this moment, the two people on the platform in the middle of the lake had already exchanged hands. "Happy Knife" Xue Wuding was a master recruited by local officials. He used a short sword with a one-foot-five-inch sharp edge. Only one side of the blade was bladed.
The back of the knife is very thick.
The son of the official Wailang was named Chen Lin, who was from Yizige. He used a cooked copper stick to make round and powerful moves.
"Xue Wuding is probably ranked in the top twenty among the local masters, and Chen Lin from Yizige is ranked twenty-seventh under Yi Xiaolou. However, Yizige is very strong, and these people are all under the hands of Yi Xiaolou.
Trained by myself, this match seems to be evenly matched."
Tang Hao smacked his lips and smiled.
Ling Jing nodded. Naturally, he could not see the complicated situation in the capital more clearly than Tang Hao. Tang Hao was obviously familiar with the competition among the younger generations, and he could easily pick up the origins of the various masters.
On the field, you come and go with sticks and knives, and the wind of swords and sticks comes in all directions, causing the water in the lake outside the platform to surge, and from time to time, huge water columns will rise into the sky.
"These two are not weak in martial arts. Even if they are placed in the martial arts world, they are top-notch masters."
After just twenty moves, the winner was decided. "Happy Knife" Xue Wuding separated Chen Lin's copper stick with a knife, then quickly stepped forward, spinning the short knife in his hand, and slid tightly against the opponent's blade.
He went up and put it directly on Chen Lin's neck.
"Master Chen, I accept the concession."
Chen Lin looked gloomy, glanced at Xue Wuding bitterly, turned around and returned to the high platform where she was.
Once these two people started, many people came up to challenge them. They belonged to different camps, and they knew that the Holy Emperor was secretly paying attention to this glorious banquet, so they naturally wanted to do their best to excel.
But after watching a few battles, Ling Jing gradually lost interest. Although the previous masters from the capital were not weak in martial arts, none of them had artistic conception level strength. It seemed that all the camps present were still deliberately suppressing themselves.
The strength of this side did not send the most powerful master.
"Brother Ling, do you think these people can't catch your eye?" Tang Hao saw something different in Ling Jing's expression and asked suddenly.
"Brother Tang, when will it be your turn for the seven young masters from the capital to take the stage?"
Tang Hao smiled slightly and said: "Brother Ling, please be patient. This is the process of the Yinghua Banquet over the years."
At this moment, a master from Yizige threw another woman from aristocratic family into the lake, causing a big splash of water with a "pop" sound.
"Haha, drowned dog, Wang Feng's face is really humiliating this time."
"Tsk, tsk, it seems that Wang Feng has no chance of raising his head and being a human being within a year. He was actually thrown directly into the lake. This gap is too big."
Many people were gloating about the misfortune. The young man named Wang Feng climbed ashore dejectedly, lowered his head and walked out of Baihua Garden, never daring to come back again.
Suddenly, a figure in a blue shirt floated onto the platform in the middle of the lake. His toes touched the ground, and a circle of microwaves suddenly appeared in the middle of the lake.
"Do you want to go down by yourself, or should I personally invite you?"
The man turned his head calmly, looked at the master of Yizige and said.
"Liu Wuxiang!" The master of Yizi Pavilion looked very solemn, but with a hint of anger. He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the high platform where Yi Xiaolou was.
Yi Xiaolou's face suddenly darkened, and he said coldly: "Brother Liu, is it a bit against the rules for you to do this? It seems it's not time for a master like you to come on stage, right?"
"Are Yi Xiaolou and Liu Wuxiang going to start a fight? This year's Yinghua Banquet is really not going according to common sense."
"Yes, the Yinghua Banquet in any year did not feature those masters as the finale, but why is it the other way around this year? Liu Wuxiang is so anxious to take action."
"Don't Liu Wuxiang have a grudge against Yi Xiaolou?"
"I've never heard of it, but it's true that Liu Wuxiang and Prince Huai'an dislike each other."
...
The disciples of the aristocratic families were talking a lot, but Li Qing laughed, as if he was afraid that the world would be in chaos: "Haha, I like this scene, Liu Wuxiang is trying to slap Yi Xiaolou in the face, no matter how powerful the master of Yizige is,
But it is absolutely impossible to get through ten moves in his hands, unless Yi Xiaolou or Chen Qi take action himself."
A look of surprise flashed across Tang Hao's face and he said, "Something is wrong. Liu Wuxiang shouldn't be so restless."
In the past Yinghua Banquet, only a few of the top ten masters would appear last, and enough time would have been set aside for the younger generations from each major camp to compete in order to determine the rankings of several dandy circles in the capital. However,
Why did Liu Wuxiang suddenly act out of common sense this year?
"It's weird." Tang Hao raised his eyebrows.
"Do you want to give me some advice, Master Yi? Then please come down." Liu Wuxiang smiled lightly, not giving Yi Xiaolou any face.
Among the top ten masters in the capital, no one is much weaker than the other. Even if there is a ranking, it was only a year or a few years ago. And today, who can say for sure?
Can defeat anyone.
Yi Xiaolou took a deep look at Liu Wuxiang, snorted coldly, and said: "Sooner or later there will be a battle between us, but not now. Duan Meng, come back."
Upon hearing this, the masters of Yizige flew back, changed their movements several times in the air, and returned behind Yi Xiaolou.
"Liu Wuxiang, you'd better give me a joint explanation later, hum!" Yi Xiaolou seemed to regard himself as the host of the Yinghua Banquet, and his tone was extremely domineering.
Liu Wuxiang scoffed with disdain, but ignored him at all. He just looked at Princess Jingchu and said, "Princess, is Miss Lianyi with the princess now?"
"Lianyi?" Ling Jing's eyes narrowed, staring at Liu Wuxiang.
"Liu Wuxiang is talking about Miss Lian Yi, the most beautiful woman in our capital?"
"Yes, you heard that right. Isn't it said that Miss Lianyi has been missing for almost a year? When Liu Wuxiang and Zhu Junmi fought, it was because of Miss Lianyi's disappearance. Could it be that Miss Lianyi has returned to Beijing?
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"Tsk, tsk, this Liu Wuxiang is really infatuated. No wonder he is so eager to take action today."
On a high platform in the south, Prince Zhu Junmi of Huai'an suddenly slapped the table and ran to the platform in the middle of the lake like lightning. He looked at Liu Wuxiang coldly and said, "Liu Wuxiang, what on earth do you want to do?"
"Don't you know best what I want to do?" Liu Wuxiang said calmly.
The two faced each other coldly on the platform in the middle of the lake, tit for tat.
"Tsk, tsk, these two people seem to be very well-informed. They even know that the most beautiful woman in our capital is hiding next to the princess." Tang Hao laughed, and suddenly his voice stopped, and he felt a sharp sound beside him.
The sword energy suddenly rises, making people feel cold in their hearts.
"Brother Ling, are you okay?"
Black sword aura floated in his eyes, and Ling Jing's whole body exuded a sharp aura like the edge of a sword.
"It's okay, but something will happen to these two people soon."
Li Qing said with a look of astonishment: "Brother Ling, what happened? Did Liu Wuxiang and Zhu Junmi have a problem with you a long time ago?"
Tang Hao was also puzzled, but Ling Jing just shook his head silently and looked at Liu Wuxiang and Zhu Junmi on the platform in the center of the lake with serious eyes.
On the highest pavilion in the east, Princess Jingchu frowned slightly, with a very endearing look on her face. She lightly opened her red lips and said, "Mr. Liu, what exactly do you want to say?"
Liu Wuxiang bowed and said: "Liu Wuxiang just wants to ask the princess for one thing, and I hope that the princess can agree to it."
Zhu Junmi's eyes flashed, and he suddenly flicked his sleeves and clasped his fists and said, "Princess, Zhu Junmi also has something to ask for. I beg the princess to agree."
Princess Jingchu rubbed her eyebrows and said, "What exactly is going on? Please tell me first, and then I will make a decision."
Liu Wuxiang and Zhu Junmi looked at each other coldly and said, "I beg you, princess, to betroth Miss Lianyi to me."
A sentence came out of the two people's mouths almost at the same time, and then they stared at each other and snorted coldly.
"As expected, these two love-hungry people are going to fight over the most beautiful woman in our capital."
"Haha, the show is about to begin, everyone should keep their eyes wide open."
"Tsk, tsk, if Miss Lianyi could show up at this time, it would be perfect."
"Think so beautifully of you, I haven't even seen the most beautiful woman in the capital, so how lucky are you to be able to see her?"
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Princess Jingchu suddenly had a headache after hearing this. She glanced at a certain pavilion in the south with a pair of wonderful eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Young Master Liu, the Crown Prince of Huai'an, and Lianyi are my close friends, but they are not
People in my palace, now you actually ask me to promise her to one of you, I'm afraid there is something wrong."
He looked displeased and looked at the two people in the center of the lake.
Liu Wuxiang smiled faintly and said: "Princess, at the Yinghua Banquet in the past years, everyone has competed for the first place, but there has never been a lucky draw. How about adding another lucky draw this time so that we can have a good time?"
Everyone knew what the prize he was going to say was, and Princess Jingchu looked increasingly unhappy.
"Liu Wuxiang, do you really think you can win the first place?" Zhu Junmi smiled coldly and said sarcastically.
"Would you know if you can get first place if you try?" Liu Wuxiang said proudly.
At this moment, a cold and indifferent voice, neither light nor heavy, suddenly echoed in the garden. The sound continued to echo in circles, and it lasted for a long time.
"The lucky number you want to talk about is Lian Yi, right? Who gave you the courage!"
When he said the last few words, there was a sudden shout, like thunder, which shook the whole place. A circle of water splashed out in the center of the lake with the sound, and the sound was astonishing.
"who!"
Liu Wuxiang's eyes were like lightning, and he scanned the surrounding high platforms. Anyone caught by him felt as if he was being stared at by a ferocious wolf, and his heart trembled.
"brush!"
A figure flashed twice in the air and fell into the middle of the lake.
