The banquets of Kyushu people include watching singing and dancing, drinking wine, reciting poems and composing poems, and playing all elegant things.
Even if the princess of Daxia didn't ask Sun Mo to compose a poem, someone else would. There was no way, who made Sun Mo so famous?
As a result, the Tai Chi Palace was full of cheers, and countless eyes fell on Sun Mo.
Many of them have no ill intentions and simply want to broaden their horizons. It's like attending a wedding and seeing a singer among the guests. Naturally, everyone wants her to open her voice and sing a song.
This way everyone will have bragging rights when they go back.
For example, today, Sun Mo composed a famous poem and it was widely circulated. If he hears it on other occasions in the future, he can add a sentence.
Oh, this poem, I was there when Master Sun composed it!
"Sorry, I'm not good at writing poetry!"
Sun Mo refused.
"Teacher Sun, don't you care about feathers because you are afraid of losing face?"
Daxia’s little bitch said with a gun and a stick: “After all, among the guests attending the banquet today, there are many literary masters.”
"Teacher, write a famous poem and make her angry to death!"
Qin Yao was so excited that he even questioned the teacher. He couldn't bear it.
"Teacher Sun, your "Journey to the West" and "A Dream of Red Mansions" are very good. You must be a good poet as well. Why don't you want to show your talent? Or do you think I'm not worthy of waiting?"
The little bitch continues to hunt.
"Sun Aiqing, why not compose a poem?"
King Qi looked at Sun Mo eagerly.
In this situation, if Sun Mo becomes a famous teacher and is passed down through the ages, then his name will also be honored.
Yes, when the time comes, it will be written in the living records that the King of Qi appreciated Sun Mo and invited him to sit down and sleep. Mo was overjoyed. That night, they talked all night long and they became close friends.
King Qi knew that he would never become a wise king, so if he wanted to leave a good reputation, he could only rely on the fame of famous people.
If Sun Mo becomes a saint, then his image will be invisibly enhanced by him.
"Your Majesty, I am not good at composing poetry!"
Sun Mo refused.
Although people say that things about scholars are not called stealing, Sun Mo really didn't miss the ancient poems, even if no one in this era could recognize them.
"Disappointment!"
The little bitch pouted.
Others feel the same way.
"If it were me, I wouldn't fight. As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. There are so many people today. I don't know how many people want to step on Sun Mo and become famous!"
Taifu Su haha.
If we usually competed in poetry, we could still practice our talents and learn it, but today, it was not possible.
These princes and princesses came to participate in the Five Kingdoms Debate, and the poems they carried in their arms must have been ghostwritten by great poets and writers from various countries, and the quality was definitely very high.
To take a step back, if these high-ranking officials in Qi can pass the Jinshi examination, their standards are not bad. If they are not qualified, some people will jump out and want to compete with Sun Mo in poetry.
rub!
Ying Baiwu stood up and stared at the little bitch: "I can't write poetry, but I can do fighting. Why don't we have a life-and-death battle to entertain everyone?"
hiss!
Ying Baiwu's words immediately aroused exclamations of surprise.
Do you want to be so cruel?
The little bitch instinctively wanted to say, "Who do you think you are? This princess will not fight to the death with you," but Xia Taikang ordered in a low voice.
"Promise her!"
Xia Taikang was frustrated one after another in the lobby. He wanted to vent his anger for a long time, but now that the other party came to his door, he was simply asking for his own death.
"I'm afraid I'll beat you to death!"
The little bitch sneered: "Since you want to play, then I will play with you!"
The little bitch is nineteen years old this year. She is a true master of the famous master. She wears soft armor with extremely high defensive power. The long sword in her hand is a top-notch sword that can cut iron like clay.
Of course, the techniques you practice are also of the highest quality at the holy level!
"Baiwu, be careful, Daxia's Wuji Immortal Suppressing Technique is very powerful!"
Li Ziqi reminded.
"Senior Sister, you worry too much. How could Junior Sister Baiwu lose?"
Lu Zhiruo, her opponent, Junior Sister Tie, was full of confidence. She waved her fist with a vicious expression: "Knock her up!"
"Um!"
Ying Baiwu hates people who disrespect teachers the most.
Soon, a young eunuch brought the two people's weapons.
Because this is a palace dinner, in order to ensure the safety of His Majesty and the princes of various countries, guests are not allowed to bring weapons.
"Competition of skills in front of the palace, stop as soon as the point is made, don't mention any life and death battle again!"
Taifu Su stood up. Although Princess Xia was sarcastic and ill-intentioned, she was a princess and nothing could happen to her. As for Ying Baiwu, although she was a commoner, her personal teacher was Sun Mo, so nothing could happen to her.
Taifu Su gave instructions while casting a famous teacher halo.
Whoosh!
A golden halo fell on the square in front of the temple, and then spread in all directions, covering a fifty-yard radius.
Draw the ground as a prison!
Sun Mo raised his eyebrows. This halo was of a disciplinary nature and was used as a cage to lock up students who made mistakes.
Its function at this time is to prevent the random sword energy and arrows from hurting the guests.
"want to!"
With Sun Mo's current favorability level, he could afford to buy a painting of the ground as a prison, but how could he pick it up for free? So he decided to wait a little longer, maybe it would be opened from the box.
Ying Baiwu hung the quiver on her waistband and said confidently, "I'll let you strike first!"
Wow!
As soon as the iron-headed girl said these words, many people exclaimed.
Isn’t this too much to ask?
Who doesn't know that the advantage of an archer is long-range attacks? As long as the operation is good enough, the opponent can never get close to him and can be killed directly by flying a kite.
In the end, Ying Baiwu wants the other side to take the lead?
"Arrogant!"
Princess Xia choked, drew out her long sword, and rushed over: "I don't want you to give in!"
"Oh, this guy is so insidious!"
Qin Yaoguang was startled. Although Princess Xia said she didn't need it, she charged at full speed, not wanting to give Ying Baiwu a chance to draw her bow.
"If I can make you shoot three arrows, I will lose!"
Princess Xia waved her sword.
The infinite sword shadow!
Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!
Before anyone arrived, the eight sword energy shot out, taking the lead and heading straight for Ying Baiwu.
ah!
Many people exclaimed that they did not expect that Princess Xia also had long-range attack methods. Now Sun Mo's disciples were in trouble.
Ying Baiwu didn't move even half a step. Looking at the incoming sword energy, he raised the bow with his left hand, inserted the two fingers of his right hand, and quickly drew the bowstring.
Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!
The bowstring trembled, and a stream of spiritual energy quickly condensed into arrows and shot out. They hit those tricky sword energy accurately and knocked them down.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The spiritual energy arrows collided with the sword energy, causing bursts of not too loud explosions.
After that, Princess Xia got close and swung her sword to kill Ying Baiwu.
Ying Baiwu turned her body and dodged easily. Her posture was elegant and free, as if she were dancing.
The guests were dumbfounded.
This girl's archery skills are also very accurate, right?
You said you hit one or two sword energy, everyone can understand, but this was eight, and it was completed in less than three seconds.
Xia Taikang's face darkened. He didn't expect that the other party was so strong!
My sister who is good at fighting is no match?
Princess Xia looked solemn and tried her best, but the opponent's agile figure was like a swimming fish and could not be hit at all.
"What kind of Lao Shizi's Wuji Immortal Suppressing Technique is this? Nothing more than that!"
After Ying Baiwu finished speaking, he started to fight back.
Her fingers crossed the bowstring!
Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!
Every time the bow string trembled, an arrow flew out. Their angle was so tricky that they would even draw an arc and shoot toward the back of Princess Xia's head.
"Junior Sister Baiwu, come on!"
Lu Zhiruo couldn't help it anymore and cheered loudly.
As soon as Ying Baiwu opened his bow, the arrows were like a violent storm, drowning Princess Xia.
The little bitch was tired of coping and had to take the initiative to distance herself.
Because he was far away, he could still block according to the flight path of the arrow, but so close, it was like a flying dragon riding on his face, and he didn't even have a chance to react.
"Lost!"
The members of the Daxia envoy looked embarrassed.
"Chance!"
Princess Xia noticed that Ying Baiwu's offensive had slowed down and immediately rushed forward. However, before she could get close, she was driven back by a sudden wave of arrows from her opponent.
After doing this three times, Princess Xia understood that they were playing a trick on her.
"That's not fair!"
A Daxia prince shouted: "Her longbow is at least a heaven-level one. It can condense spiritual energy into arrows. This advantage is too great. How can others win?"
"It's as if your sword is not a top-notch weapon!"
Tantai language is sarcastic.
Ying Baiwu suddenly stopped and looked at the prince who spoke: "Then you have no objection if I change my weapon?"
Snapped!
Ying Baiwu threw the long bow to Lu Zhiruo, then looked at the guard on duty in the distance: "Brother, let me lend you your long sword."
"ah?"
The guard was a little confused and looked at the captain subconsciously. After the captain nodded, he threw the long knife to Ying Baiwu.
The iron-headed girl held a sword in her arm and rushed towards Princess Xia.
"It won't roll over, right?"
Xian Yuwei is worried.
"Baiwu obviously feels that shooting her is not enough, so he plans to beat her with his own hands!"
Qin Yaoguang guessed.
"If there are two more opponents like this, Bai Wu will not lose!"
Helian Beifang smiled. Among these fellow sects, the two who work the hardest are Xuanyuan Po and Ying Baiwu. They spend almost all their time on cultivation, and they fight to the death every day.
In addition, I have accumulated a lot of experience in the Dark Illusion Hall, so it is impossible to win against Baiwu and lose.
Sure enough, as soon as they fought, Princess Xia felt a huge sense of oppression, and Ying Baiwu's offensive rolled in like a roaring wave or a mountain fire.
Ding!
Princess Xia's sword was blocked, and the door opened wide.
"Suffer it!"
Princess Xia wanted to hide, but it was already too late.
Ying Baiwu's fist came over quickly and hit her hard on the face.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Nosebleeds flow across the face, and the iron face blooms!
Princess Xia was stunned and fell backwards. However, before she could fall down, Ying Baiwu grabbed her hair and pulled her back.
The iron-headed girl flew up, bent her right leg, and struck Princess Xia's mouth and nose with a knee.
boom!
The loud noise made the guests subconsciously turn their heads away, unable to bear to look directly.
Wow!
A large pool of blood gushed out from Princess Xia's mouth and nose. Her mouth was swollen, many teeth were missing, and gaps could be seen.
"Let you disrespect my teacher, this is a lesson!"
Ying Baiwu did not stop and attacked even more violently.