Chapter 618: I tore off famous brands in ancient times
"Writing poetry?"
Everyone laughed.
If you write poetry, most people present will not give up.
The only thing is that it is a bit of a headache for the two seniors, Master Huo and Mr. Zheng.
But I am not timid, maybe this is a good opportunity. Writing poetry is sometimes just a matter of a flash of inspiration. Experience and knowledge are important, but with just such a flash of inspiration, it is very possible to create a quatrain that will be passed down through the ages.
Ouyang Shishi seemed to have thought that her decision to write a poem would satisfy most people. Furthermore, she also wanted to see if Wu Yuan was really as powerful as the rumors said, and she actually had some expectations.
But what people didn't expect was that Ouyang Shishi suddenly changed the subject.
"I think everyone is tired after several battles, especially there are two seniors here, so I discussed it with Prince Xile, and we will pause the last round of the civil fight, and then we will start the martial arts fight, and wait for the martial arts fight
After it’s over, let’s have a literary fight.”
After hearing what Ouyang Shishi said, everyone agreed after thinking about it.
But as everyone knows, this suggestion was made by Wu Yuan because he was really tired now.
The painting just now seems to be quite exhausting, so I need to take a rest.
At this time, someone asked: "Can we invite people to help us in a martial arts fight?"
At this time, Xile stepped forward. Ouyang Shishi had just presided over the fighting, so the next part of the fighting was naturally left to her.
"Yes, of course you can hire someone. This also depends on the background of each of your families, so if you can't hire a master, you don't have to blame others."
After everyone heard this, they didn't have much opinion.
It's just that some people are happy and some are sad, and indeed some people don't ask experts to help.
But these people are still a minority. Most of the people here are either children of aristocratic families or merchants and gentry. Therefore, for their own safety, they like to spend a lot of money to hire experts as bodyguards or guards.
At this time, Xile added: "Although you can invite experts to help, you can only invite one person, and you cannot change people midway. Otherwise, you will lose."
This request was not excessive, but it made the non-speaker breathe a sigh of relief.
As for experts, they do have them, but not too many.
Zhao Kuan sneered, and then said to Mr. Zheng: "Sir, just take a rest first, and then let me teach them a lesson."
"Master, are you going to do it yourself?" Mr. Zheng looked at Zhao Kuan in surprise.
He understands Zhao Kuan and has a very stable character, so he will not take risks easily.
Zhao Kuan had a cold look on his face, "I just want to take this opportunity to relax my muscles and bones, and let them know that I, Zhao Kuan, am not a weakling."
Mr. Zheng was stunned, knowing that Zhao Kuan was angry because he had lost face just now and needed a place to vent.
At the same time, I also knew that Zhao Kuan's character was very difficult to change once he made up his mind, so he simply stopped trying to persuade him.
Everyone was surprised to see Zhao Kuan standing up first.
Li Yindi asked directly: "Am I right? Brother Zhao is planning to take action personally?"
Zhao Kuan looked at Li Yindi with disdain, "Yes, brother Li, do you dare to go out and compete with me in person?"
Li Yindi suddenly felt something in his heart. He had never learned any martial arts, so he would not seek death.
But he hadn't heard much about Zhao Kuan's great abilities, but if he thought about it carefully, conflicts in their circle rarely happened, and even if there were conflicts, they would not resolve them personally.
At present, it seems that Zhao Kuan is hiding deep enough.
"Forget it, if you're not in the mood, just let my priest play with you."
The Li family's worshiper has a good background. He has been a famous master for a long time and is a good swordsman.
When other people saw this, they also ended up one after another, and soon everyone who planned to participate had come out.
There were about twenty people in total, all of them had restrained auras and looked like they were all capable.
However, when these people were gearing up for a big fight, Xile suddenly clapped his hands and saw a group of maids walking out.
Moreover, these maids also held needles and threads and what looked like white insoles in their hands.
Each of these maids found a person in the field, and then walked around behind them under the surprised eyes of these people.
When everyone was puzzled, Xile said: "Don't resist, we won't play with swords, guns and sticks in today's fight. We will play with new tricks."
"You can call it a game, or you can call it a sport. In short, this game not only considers your skills, but also tests your IQ."
While Xile was talking, the maids quickly sewed the white insoles on the center of their backs.
It looked weird, and at the same time, it made these people a little confused.
A martial arts fight is a martial arts fight, nothing more than swords, guns and sticks. What kind of sports game is this?
Are you talking about testing their IQ? Are you kidding? If they had IQ, they would have become scholars long ago.
It seemed like he looked stupid by saying this, and everyone said unhappily.
Zhao Kuan was observing the others while feeling the movements of the maid on his back.
Zhao Kuan saw that the white insole was not actually an insole, but rather an uncut rectangular insole fabric.
Then use needle and thread to sew it together with the clothes on your body, but leave an inch of space on the left and right edges.
Even he has never seen such a strange way of playing.
Then, after the maids had finished sewing, someone came over with a writing brush.
Then write names on the white cloth. You can write the names of the contestants themselves or the names representing their masters.
Zhao Kuan knew that his name, Zhao Kuan, had been written on his back, but what was the use of it?
At this time, Wu Yuan looked at this scene with great affection. He was simply a genius. He actually came up with the game of tearing off famous brands in ancient times.
Gee, I really miss it.
Wu Yuan fell into reminiscing about that summer, eating duck food, drinking Coke, and watching Running Man.
The part of tearing off name tags is his favorite. Although it sometimes feels a bit fake, he likes this kind of game with conspiracy and calculation in the chase.
Xile came over at this time, "Are you sure this game of tearing off famous brands is really that fun?"
"Of course, just watch it." A confident smile appeared on Wu Yuan's lips.
Then he looked back at Yan Miao and said, "How's it going? Is it sewn to death?"
Yan Miao nodded, "Don't worry, the stitches will be tight."
Wu Yuan heheyile, he came up with the game, and he has the conditions to cheat, so he can't miss it.
Then Wu Yuan nodded to Xile, "It means we can start."
Seeing this, Xile walked up to the crowd again, and then began to explain the rules of this martial arts game called name tag tearing.