Zhou Xingyun has lived in Jianshu Villa for so many years, and this is the first time he sees this scene. It is just like Haolin Shaoshi holding a young heroes convention. The people of Fujing City, people from all walks of life, all gathered in Qinglian Mountain.
"Over there! Let's go over there and have a look! I want to participate in the competition!" Mo Nianxi once again grabbed Zhou Xingyun's wrist and led the charge, just as she did when she went to Fjing City on New Year's Day.
However, the black-haired girl did not succeed this time. Zhou Xingyun suddenly pulled hard and suddenly stopped Mo Nianxi who was running away: "What are you in a hurry? Let's go back to the villa first and report to my mother before we come back to play."
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"Okay! I'll listen to you." Mo Nianxi happily held Zhou Xingyun's hand. As long as he was willing to play with her, it would be no problem to play sooner or later.
Zhou Xingyun walked along the mountain road back to Jianshu Villa. On the way, he could see disciples from various sects everywhere, happily participating in activities and competitions organized by the disciples of Jianshu Villa. It felt like a city sports meeting, with huge crowds of people.
Today is the grand celebration day of Jianshu Villa. Yang Lin originally planned to let Zhou Xingyun and others have fun and let them go down the mountain to hand out invitations in the morning. It was just a show, lest the disciples of the Villa say that she was partial and did not arrange any work for Zhou Xingyun.
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Therefore, when Zhou Xingyun returned to the villa after sending the invitation, Yang Lin naturally let them go and play.
Due to the conflict between Jianshu Villa and the Wuhe Gang, Yang Lin did not let Zhou Xingyun go to Fujing City to play during the Chinese New Year, fearing that he would get into another fight. Today was a special day, so she allowed her son to leave Jianshu Villa.
Anyway, Qinglian Mountain belongs to the territory of Jianshu Villa. Even if the Wuhe Gang brings people to cause trouble, they can quickly meet the enemy.
Before Zhou Xingyun left Jianshu Villa, he did not forget to ask Han Qiumiao to see if Her Highness the Princess was interested in playing with them.
Zhou Xingyun originally thought that Han Qiumiao hated him and would not play with them. Who knew that Her Highness the Princess agreed on a whim.
So, Zhou Xingyun brought three beauties, Han Qiumiao, Han Shuangshuang, and Xunxuan, to participate in the Jianshu Villa celebration.
During this period, Zhou Xingyun also opened the mysterious big box in the room and asked Tangyuan if he wanted to come out to play. As a result, the girl looked at him with a look that hated iron and steel and said: "Hello, Master Zhou. Goodbye, Master Zhou." Then she closed the lid of the box with a bang.
, tell him with actions, what should you do, and don’t bother me sleeping...
"It's really surprising that the eldest princess is willing to visit Qinglian Mountain with us." Zhou Xingyun said with emotion. Although Han Qiumiao already knew that he was not really serving the Sixteenth Emperor, the relationship between them was
There is always a layer of estrangement, and Han Qiumiao has never given him a good look so far.
Perhaps it was because Her Royal Highness the Princess had never been bullied before. Even though she knew Zhou Xingyun did not mean to anger her, she was still angry with him in her heart.
"The mother-in-law's decree has been made, and the emperor's order cannot be violated. No matter how reluctant I am, I will marry you. Now I have to adapt to getting along with you." Han Qiumiao said duplicity, as if she was restricted by the emperor's order and had no choice but to do so.
Married to Zhou Xingyun.
Xunxuan couldn't help but complain after hearing this. Who was the lover that this princess who hated getting married called in her dream last night? Did she dare to say it out loud with her conscience?
"Actually, Your Highness the Princess can try to struggle. As long as I cooperate with you and firmly refuse to marry you, the Queen Mother may take back her life." Zhou Xingyun said seriously.
"You are not joking! What do you think of the emperor's order? The queen mother gave me to you as your wife in the Jinluan Palace, in front of all the civil and military officials. If you want to take it back, what is the dignity of the royal family!" Han Qiumiao was a little anxious. After all, Zhou Xingyun was right.
If they both oppose this marriage, the Empress Dowager might really withdraw her fate.
However, if things really come to this, no one dares to marry the royal princess, and her face will be completely lost. If Zhou Xingyun is the sixteenth son of the emperor, Han Qiumiao will not marry him even if he loses face. Now...
"Ah, Brother Xingyun, today is the grand celebration of Jianshu Villa. We should put our worries behind and have fun. Sister Qiu Miao should also put down her princess pretense and get along well with everyone." Xu Zhiqian and Han Qiumi
Having known each other for many years, I could vaguely guess Her Highness the Princess's thoughts, so I couldn't help but smile and appear in front of them to mediate, relaxing the slightly stiff atmosphere.
"Okay, I will accompany you today. There is no priority today. You can just call me Qiu Miao."
Han Qiumiao had long wanted to integrate into Zhou Xingyun's group and mingle with Xu Zhiqian and others, but unfortunately he never found the right time. Today is a good opportunity.
"Amazing! So amazing! He is indeed one of the top ten in the martial arts world! The most outstanding martial arts rookie today! Ma Liao from Hongtian Martial Arts School!"
"The cauldron weighed more than a thousand kilograms and was filled with sand and gravel. He actually lifted it up in one go! No wonder people in the world said that he was a well-deserved hero! There is no imaginary person under his great reputation. Today, I saw that he was truly worthy of his reputation.
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"I heard rumors before that Ma Liao from Hongtian Martial Arts Hall fought dozens of evil disciples of Baize Tiangong alone. I didn't believe it at first, but now seeing his magical power...Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway.
Got it!"
Zhou Xingyun and others were walking and chatting when they were suddenly attracted by the words next to them. Everyone looked towards the crowd in unison, and saw a burly man holding the bottom of the cauldron with both hands, holding a large cauldron filled with sand and gravel and weighing a ton high above his head.
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"What are they doing?" Han Qiumiao asked in confusion. She had long noticed that Jianghu people gathered in Qinglian Mountain and seemed to be holding various competitions.
"They are lifting weights." Although the equipment used is not a barbell, Zhou Xingyun can be sure that this is a weightlifting sport.
Elders from various sects in the Jianghu led their disciples to visit Jianshu Villa. Now the elders are all guests at Jianshu Villa, while the young disciples gather at Qinglian Mountain to participate in various competitions in full swing.
Zhou Xingyun and a group of people came to the side of the "Juding" arena to watch. Young disciples from various sects in the world immediately recognized Xu Zijian and Wei Suyao.
"Look over there! It's Xu Zijian from the Leshan School. Does he want to compete with Ma Liao from the Hongtian Martial Arts School?"
"Not only Leshan Xu Zijian, Narcissus Wei Suyao is also there."
"They are a perfect match for their golden child! Do you think they will get married?"
Wei Suyao and Xu Zijian are both well-known martial arts rookies. The young disciples in the martial arts world recognized them at a glance and started talking about them in private, saying some very irresponsible words.
When Wei Suyao heard this, she quickly stood behind Zhou Xingyun to avoid everyone's gossip and arouse her fiancé's dissatisfaction.
As the surrounding crowd booed, Ma Liao quickly noticed Xu Zijian and his party.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and the thousand-jin cauldron fell to the ground. Ma Liao patted the dust on his hands and walked towards Xu Zijian in high spirits: "Isn't this Brother Xu! Since we left at the Zhanjiazhuang Jinpen Washing Ceremony, you and I haven't seen each other for a long time.
, how have you been doing lately?"
"Thank you, Brother Ma, for your concern. Everything is well with Zijian." Xu Zijian returned the greeting with fists in his arms. Ma Liao has a bold personality and is a man of good conduct.
"Hi! Brother Ma, do you still remember me?" Zhou Xingyun went up to say hello with a playful smile. If Ma Liao didn't remember him, he could spread the word that Jing Ke assassinated the King of Qin in the 64th round of the Young Heroes Conference.
"How could I forget Brother Zhou? You fought against the evil disciples in the top 16, and Ma Liao was defeated." Ma Liao admitted frankly that even now, he is no match for the evil disciple Deng Jingsheng.
"You're welcome. My brother Ma's heroic deeds in fighting against the evil sect Baize Tiangong are also very popular with me." You respect me a foot, and I respect you a foot. Little kid Ma Liao is so sensible, so Zhou Xingyun will naturally give him enough face.
"I'm ashamed to say that, it was just a misunderstanding." Ma Liao smiled awkwardly. It was really not him who did the crusade against the evil disciples of Baize Tiangong...
While Ma Liao was chatting with Zhou Xingyun and others, as the referee of the 'Tripod Raising' competition, the disciple of Jianshu Villa officially announced: "The champion of this round of Tripod Raising is Ma Liao from Hongtian Martial Arts School!"
After that, the gatekeeper of Jianshu Villa stepped forward and handed a wooden sign with the word "十" carved into it into Ma Liao's hand: "Congratulations, Young Master Ma! You can take this token and exchange it for prizes at Jianshu Villa."
"Thank you, senior brother of Jianshu Villa." Ma Liao thanked him and put the wooden sign into his pocket.
Jianshu Villa has prepared many gifts to reward martial arts practitioners who participate in activities in Qinglian Mountain. The gifts are exchanged with points. The wooden sign is engraved with the word "十", indicating that this wooden sign represents 10 points.
The winner of each round will receive 10 points, the runner-up 8 points, the third runner-up 6 points, and all other participants will receive 2 points.
In other words, everyone who participates has a share, and losers also get points. Please participate enthusiastically.
"Hey, how about we participate in the tripod lifting competition too! I know you are very strong!" Mo Nianxi took Zhou Xingyun's arm and persuaded him to accompany her to participate in the next round of tripod lifting competition. Not for the prize, just because it is fun.
"If you want to participate in the competition, just sign up. Why bother asking me to make up the numbers? I will cheer for you from the audience."
"Aren't you going to play?" Mo Nianxi looked pityful.
"My strength is limited and I'm really not suitable for lifting the tripod. I'll play with you in other sports." Zhou Xingyun is not a master of hard qigong. Isn't it a joke to let him participate in a strength competition like lifting the tripod?
Although Zhou Xingyun can use the 'Star-Burning Hegemonic Body' to make himself powerful, the question is... is it worth the effort to lift a tripod? If he can compete with beautiful women, that is another matter.
"Then you have to cheer for me!" Mo Nianxi has decided that she will play all the competitions today. No matter whether she is good at it or not, she will sign up.
"No problem! I will definitely cheer you on later! Suyao, do you want to sign up and give it a try?" Zhou Xingyun asked the girls if anyone else wanted to participate.
To be honest, Zhou Xingyun does not want to sign up for the tripod-lifting competition. The fundamental reason is that he wants to be an audience and appreciate the beauties lifting the tripod. If Mu Yaken signs up to participate, her busty tripod-lifting posture will definitely bring excitement to the audience.
Unparalleled shock.
Unfortunately, the girls were very elegant and did not want to lift the cauldron for fear of losing their dignity and making Zhou Xingyun laugh.
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