The three of them chatted and ate food, and the time passed quickly.
Looking at the sun, it's almost time. Since this restaurant is built on the side of the Elder's Square, very close to the competition arena, there are also many guests who come here to eat, and they reserved the windows on the second and third floors.
Private room for watching the afternoon competition.
At this time, the three of them saw that the area around the ring not far away was crowded with people again, and Zhao Yunming was also standing on one side of the ring.
They left their seats and walked to the shopkeeper to pay the bill.
"This young master, the total is fifty-three cents. You can pay me five cents." When paying the bill, the middle-aged shopkeeper with a mustache said with a smile.
Yi Xifeng paid and pointed to the table where he had just sat.
"The jar of wine hasn't been touched yet. There's no need to withdraw it. Let's warm it up." The fair boy said.
The shopkeeper was a little surprised, "Sir, do you want to take it away? Or continue to drink in the lobby of the shop? If you take it away, you may have to wait a while."
Yi Xifeng laughed, waved his hand to the shopkeeper and said, "No rush, I'll be right back!"
After that, the fair boy walked towards the ring in the center of the square without looking back.
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At this time, there were already people standing below the ring, all talking about the several duels in the morning competition, as well as various speculations about the three games in the afternoon.
"I'm talking about his second sister-in-law. I still think that kid named Zhao Long is really handsome!" A young woman in her twenties wearing brocade said with a nymphomaniac look on her face.
"Hmph! Undergrown bean sprouts, small enoki mushrooms... What's the use of being handsome? I think Zhang Yanshi is better. Look at those arms and thighs, how strong he is! He looks like a strong, real man!"
A woman in her thirties next to her said with a smile.
Yi Xifeng, who was passing by, couldn't help but curled his lips and muttered, "Handsome? Strong? Haha, it seems that the second sister-in-law is really a woman!"
The fair boy stepped onto the ring. At this time, from the other side of the ring, the woman in green shirt who appeared in the restaurant before also stepped onto the ring.
The person who came was none other than his opponent in this competition, Zhong Lingxi.
As the strongest fighting woman among the able-bodied women in Yinren Village, and also the goddess of many strong men, Miss Zhong’s popularity is still very high in this martial arts competition.
She is only sixteen years old this year, and she only entered the adult profession last year, so she is considered a rookie. However, to be one of the twelve main actors in martial arts, the girl's strength should not be underestimated.
After all, the main purpose of the martial arts competition is to select outstanding young men to participate in it and promote them to become guards. Therefore, the group that pays the most attention to the martial arts competition is naturally the young men who participate in it. Of course, they support the goddess in their hearts.
Of course, in addition to the twelve martial arts masters in this martial arts competition, Yinren Village will also select fifteen martial artists to advance based on their performance in each arena. Therefore, for each martial arts competition, counting the twelve martial arts masters, a total of two will be selected.
Seventeen warriors advanced into armored bodyguards.
These twenty-seven newly promoted bodyguards are what people often call the twenty-seven rookies.
When Zhao Yunming saw both parties standing in their respective positions, he said:
"Okay, then I announce that the fourth round of the main qualifying competition of the martial arts competition will begin!"
Zhong Lingxi held a blue moon-colored dagger and wore a green shirt that outlined her graceful figure. Without too much nonsense, the arrogant girl didn't even say a word of nonsense to the boy opposite, and she charged forward with her sword drawn.
A flash of cyan light followed the sword shadow and rushed straight to the opposite door. Four light cyan sword shadows burst out from the blue moon-colored dagger, slashing at the fair boy from four directions like a rotating scimitar.
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Looking at the four sword shadows slashing at him, Yi Xifeng did not dare to raise his hand. He raised his hand and grabbed the Bai Ling tied to the scabbard of Guizang's sword, then threw the scabbard from behind to in front of him.
Yi Xifeng took advantage of the situation and reached out to fish it out, just in time to grab the hilt of the sword in his hand. The whole movement was done in one go, which was indescribably graceful.
Zhong Lingxi smiled scornfully, and stepped faster. The last move came first, and before the shadow of the sword, a sword struck the fair boy's scabbard that was thrown towards him.
Yi Xifeng's eyes lit up, and he drew the sword horizontally. The girl's prepared sword hit the side of the scabbard.
"Canglang!"
There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and the scabbard of Guizang's sword was slashed away by the opponent's sword. Yi Xifeng also pulled out the night sword Hanxing. To Zhong Lingxi's surprise, the white cloth wrapped around the scabbard withstood this.
After one blow, it didn't break at all.
The fair young man withdrew and executed a spinning slash, simultaneously cutting into pieces the four sword shadows that followed him. He gently pulled Bai Ling with his other hand, and Yuan Fei's Guizang sword scabbard flew back into his hand.
"Your scabbard is good." Seeing that the opponent blocked the blow and did not pursue him immediately, Zhong Lingxi praised him for the first time.
"Why do you want it? You want me to give it to you after the competition?" Yi Xifeng bared his teeth and teased with a smile.
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But when Zhong Lingxi and the audience heard this sentence clearly, their expressions became very strange.
There was a deathly silence in the audience at first, and then in an instant, comments erupted from the crowd like boiling water.
"What? This kid wants to give a scabbard to Miss Zhong! What does this kid want to do? Show love? How old is he?" yelled a stout man, who was obviously a die-hard supporter of Miss Zhong.
"Oh my God! If one day, a man publicly expresses his love to me on such an occasion, I will definitely agree to him!" A girl not far away said with envy.
"Let me tell you, beauties love lines. Look at the white cloth on the scabbard. The lines are so simple and clear! It's just to please girls!" A bald middle-aged man shouted...
The arrogant girl on the stage didn't look so good-looking. She just complimented the other person casually on how beautiful the scabbard was, and the young man wanted to give it to her. If he hadn't really admired her for a long time, then this kid would be a talkative guy all day long.
The scumbag!
Thinking of this, her face turned from the previous blush to white. The girl flicked her sword and stabbed him without even having a chance to explain to the fair boy.
Yi Xifeng also noticed that something was wrong, first the shouts from the audience, and then the continuous changes in the face of the girl opposite him.
Since the fair boy opened the fourteen meridians throughout his body, his senses have become significantly more sensitive. In recent years, he has been drinking Suxin wine, and this improvement has gradually increased. Therefore, what the audience just said, he vaguely understood
After hearing the general idea, I thought that I was overturned...
Since Yi Xifeng is only nine years old, he doesn't know much about many customs. In fact, boys and girls of the same age also know very little about them.
Only when you graduate from studying arts, that is, when you are twelve years old, will the village arrange special art teachers to teach everyone the great defenses between men and women, and how to express your love when you meet the person you like in the future, so that it is not considered a breach of etiquette.
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Men and women gift each other swords and scabbards, which is the most common way for warriors.
What's more, the custom stipulates that when a man sees the girl he likes, he will give her a sword scabbard to express his love. If the woman accepts it, she will put the scabbard away. When the man and woman get married, the woman will take out the scabbard and the man will give it to her.
The sword is put back into the scabbard and hung on the bedside. This is also an important custom at weddings.
Twelve-year-old boys have already become more or less aware of men and women, and have developed a liking for and curiosity about the opposite sex. They are naturally more interested in such things.
The reason why we delay teaching these knowledge to boys and girls until the whole training is over is mainly to prevent premature exposure to these things, which will distract them from the energy spent on learning skills.
Unfortunately, of the seven young men participating in this martial arts competition, only Zhao Long and Wang Bodang knew this aspect of etiquette, while the others did not know anything about it.
And these two people were the ones who came to their senses relatively late. They focused exclusively on martial arts training and did not think about it. This led to Yi Xifeng's "tragedy".
"Wait a minute! Miss Zhong!" The fair boy immediately blocked the sword in front of his chest and used the Night Sword Hanxing to block the opponent's sword. He explained aloud: "I was joking just now, I didn't think the scabbard was real."
for you!"
Zhong Lingxi's face turned even more ugly, and he shouted softly: "Young disciple, let's take a look at the sword!" After saying that, he used all his energy to activate his body.