Nu Qi stood up suddenly, his eyes fierce and sharp like two sharp arrows and shot at Shang Tong. The guards he sent were famous warriors in his tribe. They were not only the one in a hundred that Qin Hui said, but also one in a thousand.
, but such a master warrior could not make a single move at the hands of a student from Yingtian Academy.
Defeating the enemy with one move, it was extremely clean and beautiful, but Nu Qi had nothing to say, because this student was carefully selected by him.
Zhao Huan was also dumbfounded. He had been prepared to see Shang Tong being beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. Unexpectedly, things turned out completely the other way around. Shang Tong stood quietly in the audience waiting for his answer, looking as honest as he could.
How honest.
The fat on Wan Yanchang's face shook a few times, and his face looked as ugly as if he had just eaten a few huge flies. Today he was ready to embarrass the Song people. Now he finally got started, but
It's such an ugly start.
He laughed dryly and said to Shang Tong: "What a handsome man. Didn't this little brother only know a little bit about it?"
Shang Tong was quite embarrassed: "It's just a show of fists and embroidered legs. Your Excellency is ridiculous. Students are good at guns and sticks. In comparison, they only have a little understanding of fists and kicks. If your Excellency doesn't believe it, you will know by sending someone to try it."
"No need, I trust you, you will win this game." Wan Yanchang quickly refused, joking, this student's fists and kicks are so powerful and he only has a basic understanding of them, so how strong should his gun and stick skills be? Try again.
?That’s sending your face over to be slapped by others.
"Thank you, Sir!" Shang Tong bowed again and thanked him politely. He looked like a scholar no matter what.
Nuqi's facial muscles twitched a few times, but Shang Tong's words, which he called himself "flowering fists and embroidered legs" modestly and respectfully, made his face feel hot.
Xu Zizhen looked at Nuqi with a smile: "General Nuqi, you're welcome." After speaking, he waved his hand and shouted, "Come here, carry the gold down."
A small mountain-like figure jumped up from the stage, lifted the huge box on his shoulders, turned around and jumped down again. Everyone was stunned again, five thousand taels of gold, this is not a small amount, just now Nu Qi
It took two strong guards to carry him out, and they all blushed and had thick necks, but this man was as light and easy as if he was carrying an empty bag.
Xu Zizhen secretly exchanged glances with Zhao Gou, and both of them could see the suppressed smile in the other's eyes, especially Xu Zizhen, whose face was as if nothing had happened, but secretly he almost burst into laughter.
This Nuqi is really good at selecting people. He selected Shang Tong after thousands of choices. He was the former spear and stick instructor of Shang Wutang. He was a hidden super master. He was just a small Tubo guard. It could be him.
opponent?
But speaking of it, Xu Zizhen still made preparations in advance. He knew that envoys from various countries would definitely be uneasy when they came, so he placed Shang Tong in the Confucian square. He didn't look like a martial artist at all from his appearance, so it was easy to fool people.
If Yan Chang and others wanted to make things difficult for Confucian scholars, Shang Tong could volunteer to stand up for a while, but no one expected that Nu Qi would take the initiative to choose him.
Nuqi's observation was actually correct, but he made a mistake, that is, the students were all vigorous young people regardless of their academic skills or martial arts, and they would never tolerate such provocation. Naturally, everyone looked angry, but Shang Tong was the instructor.
He cared about the students and was afraid that they would be harmed, but it seemed to Nuqi that he was feeling guilty and nervous, which led to the tragedy of the Tibetan guard.
Xu Zizhen asked with a smile: "General Nuqi, are you still competing?"
Nu Qi held back his anger and gritted his teeth and said, "No need."
The King of Ali has been fighting with the King of Tubo all the year round, and funds are already very tight. This time, he managed to get 5,000 taels of gold from Zhao Huan, but he lost without covering it up. Thinking about it makes me feel bad. How can I still have spare money for gambling?
What if I choose the wrong person and lose again?
Wan Yanchang glanced at him disdainfully and cursed in his heart: "You are strong on the outside but weak on the inside, you idiot!"
His goal this time was to humiliate Xu Zizhen. Since he had already started, he would not give up just like that. He did not believe that the entire academy could have the skills of Shang Tong just now. No matter how good Xu Zizhen was, he was not so amazing. Thinking of this
He secretly glanced at the Uighur envoy beside him.
Bang!
A muffled sound startled Xu Zizhen. Looking back, he saw two Uighurs with concave eyes and high noses carrying out a box. The Uighur envoy sitting not far from Nuqi had a fake smile on his face, pretending.
He clapped his hands and said: "The little brother just now is good at fists and kicks. I have a personal guard here who can be considered to be a bit skilled in kung fu. How about I come and learn how to use Da Song's swords?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a Uighur guard walked out from behind him, holding a strange-shaped scimitar in his hand. He was not a tall man but had a fierce look on his face.
This time not only Qin Hui, but also Ma Chunlin and Yong Ye stood up. They were not so polite and shouted immediately: "Stop! How can you use weapons rashly in front of the Holy Master?"
Zhao Huan sneered and was about to answer, when Wan Yanchang said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, it's just a discussion, it won't hurt your life. I've heard for a long time that the Uighur sword technique has another skill, so I want to open my eyes today.
"
Zhao Huan took back what he was about to say and turned his head as if he hadn't seen him. Ma Chunlin and Yong Ye looked at each other, sighed helplessly and stepped back. At the same time, they cast their hopeful eyes on Xu Zizhen.
Xu Zizhen frowned as if he was thinking about something, and after a long while he nodded with difficulty and said: "Okay." After saying that, he turned and looked at the audience, apparently planning to pick the person himself.
But as soon as he raised his hand, the Uighur envoy spoke again, smiling and saying: "Don't bother, I can choose for myself." After saying that, he stood up and glanced at the audience, and finally stopped his gaze on the right side.
On the female students, one finger pointed at two delicate and quiet female students, "This is the girl."
The two female students had different expressions. One of them, who was taller, moved half a step calmly and stood in front of the other. The Uighur envoy saw this and shook his hand with a smile: "No, no, no, yes.
That girl in the back."
The students in the audience finally broke out and started making noises despite Zhao Huan on the stage.
The Uighur envoy is even more shameless than the Tubo people. This time he chose a female scholar instead of a Confucian scholar. Can anyone be more shameless than him?
Xu Zizhen also seemed to be angry. The muscles on his cheeks tensed up in two lines. He suppressed his anger and said: "Envoy, you use your warriors to challenge our female students. Isn't this a little inappropriate?"
The Uyghur envoy ignored the angry curses in the audience and said with a smile: "Since you are a civil and military academy, isn't everyone here both civil and military? What's wrong with that? Are you Song people so hypocritical and pretentious that you can't afford to lose?
?”
This sentence instantly ignited the anger of all the students in the audience. Just now they were just making noises, but now the bold ones are shouting curses.
Xu Zizhen was extremely angry and laughed back: "Okay, in this case, I will risk my life to accompany you." After speaking, he turned to the audience and shouted, "Li Qingzhao, get out of the way, Lin Chaoying, get out of the queue!"