Chapter 632: There Was a Beauty in the Past, Gongsun Family
Although Xu Zizhen's face was full of anger, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This Uighur envoy was so cunning and shameless that he chose a female school to compete. He was also afraid that there would be hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the female school before choosing.
It occurred to me that after choosing for a long time, I still made the wrong choice.
Xu Zizhen knew very well how skilled Lin Chaoying was. He had almost died under Lin Chaoying's sword on the official road outside Jingzhao Mansion. Besides, in the future, even the king of supernatural powers, Chongyang, who was the only one in the world would see him.
She had to give in. Now she would still be afraid of a mere Uighur guard?
But Xu Zizhen didn't know whether the Uighur envoy would choose Lin Chaoying or whether she would whisper to Li Qingzhao to stand in front of her as a protective gesture in order to give the Uighur envoy an illusion. Li Qingzhao was also smart enough to react immediately, and
It was a complete show, and the Uyghur envoys were really fooled.
"Yes!" Lin Chaoying responded with a crisp voice and stood up. The breeze blew through her temples, and a few strands of black hair were fluttering. Coupled with a white skirt, she looked as gorgeous as a heavenly being, but she couldn't tell that she knew any kung fu.
appearance.
The Uighur guard jumped off the stage, his scimitar flashing coldly in the sun. He looked at Lin Chaoying in front of him, an obscene look flashed in his eyes, and he casually played with the knife.
The Uighur envoy stood up, looked at the empty-handed Lin Chaoying and asked in a pretentious manner: "Little girl, would you like me to lend you a knife?"
Lin Chaoying ignored him at all and didn't even look at him. He raised his head and said to Xu Zizhen, "Sir, please lend me your sword." Zhao Huan came in person today. No one brought weapons except for the guards and envoys.
Even the weapon racks usually kept in the martial arts arena were taken away.
The Uighur envoy was refuted in public, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. In secret resentment, he secretly winked at the guard, telling him not to worry, and to torture this ungrateful woman.
"Okay." Xu Zizhen turned around and looked around, then walked towards the right side of the Uighur envoy, where the Xiliao envoy was seated. He walked up to Yelu Fu and smiled, "Uncle Fu, lend me your sword."
Everyone was startled by his address. Only a few people knew about the relationship between Xu Zizhen and Yelu Dashi of Xiliao. They did not expect that Xu Zizhen would actually know the envoy who came this time. It seemed that the relationship between the two was not shallow.
A rare smile appeared on Yelufu's indifferent face. He reached back and took off the sword from his waist and handed it over. He also teased for the first time: "You have already taken a liking to this sword of mine, right? It's hard for you to endure it until today."
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Xu Zizhen chuckled and took the sword and threw it to Lin Chaoying. Suddenly his smile faded and he said lightly: "Since people look down on female students, let them see what it means to be a woman but not a man."
"Yes!" Lin Chaoying responded, and then turned to look at the Uighur guard. He choked and drew his sword in his hand. The tip of the sword pointed steadily forward. There was no trace of nervousness in his eyes, only calmness and indifference.
The Uighur envoy's heart tightened. He subconsciously felt that he had made the wrong choice, but before he could think about it any further, the guard had already moved.
The look in Lin Chaoying's eyes made the guard feel slighted, and he was furious. Without saying a word, he rushed over. The scimitar in his hand drew a dazzling light and struck straight at Lin Chaoying. Lin Chaoying stood there motionless until the blade
When she was about to approach, she nimbly dodged with one side of her body, and the sword blade drew a beautiful arc along the direction of her body's rotation.
She is extremely beautiful, with waterfall-like black hair and a floor-length white skirt. Her clothes are flowing as she dances with a long sword. She is really like a fairy descending from the earth. She is so beautiful that it makes people jaw-dropping.
Duan Yan became excited, stood up, clapped his hands and chanted: "In the past, there was a beautiful lady named Gongsun, who moved all directions with her sword dance..."
The guard slashed the air with his sword and knew something was wrong. As soon as he turned around, he saw the shadow of the sword stabbing at him like lightning. He quickly raised his sword to block it, but the sword light changed instantly, and one line turned into countless. He was immediately confused and confused.
How to resist? When I accidentally lost my mind, I was hit by a sword in the chest.
A bloody arrow shot out, and before he could groan in pain, Lin Chaoying had already turned behind him. The hilt of the sword was turned upside down and struck him on the back of the head. The guard suddenly collapsed and lay down like the Tubo guard just now.
On the ground, it looked like a dead dog.
The entire audience was stunned, with expressions of disbelief on everyone's faces. If Shang Tong's skill just now was surprising, then Lin Chaoying's skill was frightening. No one expected that the Uighur envoy randomly chose a woman.
Xuexue was able to use such a stunning sword move, and even sword master Yelu Fu's eyes lit up.
Lin Chaoying returned to the stage, sheathed her sword and bowed, her white dress was clean and not stained with any blood.
Duan Yan said with excitement on his face: "This sister is so handsome. She even finished reading one of my poems before she was taken away."
These words stimulated the muscles on the Uighur envoy's face to tremble, and he stood up regardless of his grace. He turned around and roared at Zhao Huan: "You dare to hurt my guard in a mere martial arts competition. Emperor of the Song Dynasty, you must give me a reward today."
An explanation!"
A look of anger appeared on Zhao Huan's face, but he suppressed it immediately. The Uighurs were now supported by the Kingdom of Jin. Even if he was not afraid, he would not dare to offend them. However, this envoy was too arrogant and dared to speak to him like this.
Xu Zizhen sneered and said: "The person is not dead, how anxious are you?" After speaking, he shouted to the audience, "Medical team, come out!"
The Uighur envoy was choked by Xu Zizhen. Just when he was about to get angry, he saw several female students running out from the audience with cloth bags hanging on their waists. They came to the guard who was lying on the ground. They turned him over and laid him down.
On the ground, the other two people quickly untied his clothes, one pinched his wound, and the other took out a fish bone needle, and sutured the wound in a flash, then applied medicine and bandaged it, but it took only a short time.
Stopped his bleeding.
Several female students wiped off the blood stains of the guard and put on his clothes, then turned around and bowed to Yingying on the stage, and then returned to the team.
Everyone from Zhao Huan on down looked straight at it. The methods of these female students were too clever. Lin Chaoying's sword scratched the flesh and turned the skin outwards, bleeding profusely, but they managed to heal the wounds so quickly.
When he finished, his movements were as skillful and smooth as flowing water. No one from any country on the stage had ever seen a female student from any academy with such excellent medical skills.
The anger on Xu Zizhen's face had long since disappeared. He turned around and looked at the Tibetan envoy with a smile: "General Nuqi, now do you know what we pretty girls have done?"
Nu Qi's face was extremely gloomy. Xu Zizhen's words slapped him in the face again, but he couldn't make a sound. This time, even the Uighur envoy was stumped. Is Yingtian College really so unfathomable?
Xu Zizhen won this competition again, and got another box of gold. Needless to say, Xu Zizhen and his students were happy. Even most of the officials felt relieved, if not for anything else, just because the Uighur envoy had dared to attack Zhao Huan.
Li roared.
Xu Zizhen returned the sword to Yelvfu, but when he was about to leave, he stood still, glanced sideways at the Uighur envoy, and asked Yelvfu: "Uncle Fu, do you know this gentleman?"
Yelvfu said with a half-smile, "I know you."
Xu Zizhen nodded and said casually: "Kill him when you have time, and I'll treat you to a drink."