Chapter 1201 Fighting Skills in Front of the Palace

Kyushu people's banquets are to watch songs and dances, drink wine orders, recite poems and compose Fu, and play with elegant things.

Even if the princess of Daxia didn't jump out and ask Sun Mo to write a poem, someone else would suggest it. There is no way, who made Sun Mo so famous.

As a result, the Taiji Palace was full of booing sounds, and countless eyes also fell on Sun Mo.

Many of them didn't have any malicious intentions, they just wanted to open their eyes. It's like when attending a certain wedding and seeing a singer among the guests, everyone naturally wanted her to open her voice and perform a song.

In this way, everyone has gone back and has bragging capital.

For example, today, Sun Mo wrote a famous poem, which was widely circulated. If I heard it on other occasions in the future, I can add a sentence.

Oh, when Master Sun wrote this poem, I was there!

"Sorry, I'm not good at poetry!"

Sun Mo refused.

"Mr. Sun doesn't care about feathers, is he afraid of losing face?"

In Daxia's little bitch's words, there was a gun with a stick: "After all, among the guests who came to the banquet today, there are many literary masters."

"Teacher, write a famous poem and make her mad!"

Qin Yaoguang swayed, even questioned the teacher, and couldn't bear it.

"Mr. Sun, your "Journey to the West" and "A Dream of Red Mansions" are very well written, and you must have good poetic talent. Why don't you want to show your talents? Or do you mean I am not worthy of waiting?"

The little bitch continued to chase.

"Sun Aiqing, how about writing a poem?"

King Qi looked at Sun Mo eagerly.

On such an occasion, if Sun Mo becomes a famous teacher and spreads it through the ages, then his own name will also be honored.

Yes, when the time comes, it will be written in the Daily Records that the King of Qi appreciates Sun Mo and invites him to fall asleep.

King Qi knew that he would definitely not be able to become a wise king, so if he wanted to leave a good reputation, he could only use the fame of celebrities.

If Sun Mo becomes a saint, then his own image will be sublimely enhanced by him.

"Your Majesty, I'm not good at composing poetry!"

Sun Mo refused.

Although it is said that scholars are not stealing, Sun Mo really does not miss the poems of the ancients, even in this era, no one can recognize them.

"Disappointment!"

The little bitch pouted.

Others feel the same way.

"If it were me, I wouldn't fight. As the saying goes, Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second. With so many people today, I don't know how many people want to step on Sun Mo to become famous!"

Mrs. Su ha ha.

If you usually fight poetry, you can still fight for real talent and learning, but today, you can't.

These princes and princesses came to participate in the Five Kingdoms Controversy, and the poems they carried in their arms must have been ghostwritten by great poets and great writers from all over the world, and the quality was absolutely high.

To take a step back, these high-ranking officials of the Qi State can be admitted to Jinshi, and their level is not bad.

rub!

Ying Baiwu stood up and stared at the little bitch: "I don't know how to compose poetry, but I'm good at fighting. How about a life-and-death battle to cheer everyone up?"

hiss!

Ying Baiwu's words immediately elicited exclamations.

Do you want to be so ruthless?

The little bitch instinctively wanted to say, what the hell are you? This princess will not fight to the death with you, but Xia Taikang ordered in a low voice.

"Promise her!"

Xia Taikang had suffered so much from the lobby, and wanted to vent his anger a long time ago, but now that the other party came to his door, he was looking for his own death.

"I'm afraid I'll kill you!"

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 has a profound biography of a famous teacher, not to mention a soft armor with extremely high defense, and the long sword in her hand is a heavenly masterpiece, cutting iron like mud.

Of course, the cultivation method is also a holy-level masterpiece!

"Baiwu, be careful, Daxia's Wuji Town Immortal Art is very powerful!"

Li Ziqi reminded.

"Elder Sister, you worry too much, how could Junior Sister Baiwu lose?"

Lu Zhiruo was full of confidence in her opponent, Junior Sister Tie, she waved her fist with a vicious expression: "Blow her up!"

"Um!"

Ying Baiwu hates people who disrespect their teachers the most.

Soon, a little eunuch brought the weapons of the two of them.

Because this is a palace dinner, in order to ensure the safety of His Majesty and the princes of various countries, the guests are not allowed to carry weapons.

"Competition of skills in front of the palace, click to stop, what life and death battle, don't mention it again!"

Grand Tutor Su stood up. Although Princess Xia is bitter and mean, she is a princess and nothing can happen to her. As for Ying Baiwu, although she is a commoner, her personal teacher is Sun Mo, so nothing can happen to her.

Master Su gave instructions while casting a halo of a famous teacher.

Swish!

A golden halo landed on the square in front of the hall, and then spread around, covering a radius of fifty yards.

Draw the ground as a prison!

Sun Mo raised his brows. This halo belongs to the category of punishment, and it is used as a cage to confine students who make mistakes.

At this time, its function is to prevent the flying sword energy and arrows from hurting the guests.

"want to!"

With Sun Mo's current favorability, he can afford to buy a painting and put it in prison, but how can he buy it for nothing? So he decided to wait a little longer, maybe it would come out of the box.

Ying Baiwu hung the quiver on his waistband, confidently said, "I'll let you go first!"

Wow!

When the head iron girl said this, many people exclaimed.

This is too big, right?

Who doesn't know that the advantage of the archer is long-range attack. As long as the operation is good enough, the opponent can never get close to him, and he can directly fly a kite to kill him.

In the end, to win Baiwu, do you want the opponent to go first?

"Arrogance!"

Princess Xia choked, pulled out her long sword, and rushed over: "I don't want you to let me go!"

"Oh, this guy is so insidious!"

Qin Yaoguang was startled, although Princess Xia said she didn't need it, but she charged at full speed, and didn't want to give Ying Baiwu a chance to shoot.

"If you can shoot three arrows, I will lose!"

Princess Xia swung her sword.

Wuji Sword Shadow!

laugh! laugh! laugh!

Before the people arrived, the eight sword qi shot out, and went straight to Ying Baiwu first.

what!

Many people exclaimed, they didn't expect that Princess Xia also had long-range attack methods, and now Sun Mo's disciples were in trouble.

Ying Baiwu didn't move for half a step. Looking at the incoming sword energy, he raised the bow with his left hand, and with the middle finger of his right hand, he quickly slashed across the bowstring.

collapse! collapse! collapse!

The bowstring trembled, and streaks of aura quickly condensed into arrows and shot out. They precisely collided with those tricky sword auras and shot them down.

boom! boom! boom!

The aura arrows collided with the sword qi, and there were bursts of not-so-loud explosions.

After that, Princess Xia approached and killed Ying Baiwu with a sword.

As soon as Ying Baiwu turned around, she dodged easily. Her posture was elegant and chic, just like dancing.

The guests were dumbfounded.

This girl's arrow technique is also too accurate, right?

You said that you hit one or two sword qi, everyone can understand, but this is eight ways, and it was completed in less than three seconds.

Xia Taikang's complexion sank, he didn't expect that the other party was so strong!

His younger sister who is good at fighting is not an opponent?

Princess Xia looked dignified and went all out, but the agile figure of the other party was like a swimming fish, and she couldn't hit it at all.

"What is this Lao Shizi's Wuji Zhenxian Art? That's all!"

After Ying Baiwu finished speaking, he began to fight back.

Her fingers crossed the bowstring!

collapse! collapse! collapse!

Every time the bowstring trembled, an arrow flew out. Their angles were so tricky that they would draw an arc and shoot towards the back of Princess Xia's head.

"Junior Sister Baiwu, come on!"

Lu Zhiruo couldn't bear it anymore and cheered loudly.

As soon as Ying Baiwu drew his bow, the arrows flooded Princess Xia like a violent storm.

Tired of coping, the little bitch had no choice but to take the initiative to increase the distance.

Because they are far away, they can still block according to the trajectory of the arrow's flight, but so close, it's like a flying dragon riding on the face, and there is no chance to react.

"I lost!"

The members of the Great Xia Mission were embarrassed.

"Chance!"

Princess Xia noticed that Ying Baiwu's attack had slowed down, and rushed up immediately, but before she could get close, she was rushed back by a sudden wave of arrows from her opponent.

After doing this three times, Princess Xia understood that she was playing tricks on her.

"It's not fair!"

A Great Xia prince roared out: "Her longbow is at least a heaven-level masterpiece. It can condense spirit energy into arrows. This advantage is too great. How can others win?"

"It's as if your long sword is not a top-quality weapon!"

Tantai Yutang sneered.

Ying Baiwu stopped suddenly, and looked at the prince who spoke up: "Then you don't mind if I change the weapon?"

Snapped!

Ying Baiwu threw the longbow to Lu Zhiruo, and then looked at the guard on duty in the distance: "Brother, I can borrow your long knife."

"what?"

The imperial guard was a little confused, and subconsciously looked at the captain. After the captain nodded, he threw the long knife to Ying Baiwu.

The iron girl with the head held a sabre, and rushed towards Princess Xia.

"It won't overturn, will it?"

Xian Yuwei was worried.

"Bai Wu obviously doesn't think shooting her is enough, so she's going to beat her up with her own hands!"

Qin Yaoguang guessed.

"With two more opponents like this, Baiwu won't lose!"

Helian Beibei smiled. Among these fellow students, Xuanyuan Po and Ying Baiwu are the two who work the hardest. The two of them spend almost all their time on cultivation, and they will fight to the death every day. In addition to accumulating a lot of experience in the Dark Illusion Pavilion, it is impossible to win Baiwu and lose.

Sure enough, as soon as they fought, Princess Xia felt a huge sense of oppression, and Ying Baiwu's offensive came like raging waves and wildfires.

Ding!

Princess Xia's long sword was blocked, and the empty door opened wide.

"It happened!"

Princess Xia wanted to hide, but it was too late.

Ying Baiwu's fist slammed over quickly and hit her face heavily.

boom! boom! boom!

Nosebleeds flowed, and the iron face blossomed!

Princess Xia was stunned by the beating, and she fell backwards, but before she fell down, Ying Baiwu grabbed her hair and pulled her back.

The iron girl with the head flew up, bent her right leg, and hit Princess Xia's mouth and nose with a knee bump.

boom!

The loud sound made the guests subconsciously turn their heads away, unable to bear to look directly at it.

Crash!

A large puddle of blood gushed out of Princess Xia's mouth and nose. Her mouth was swollen, and many teeth had fallen out. Gaps could be seen.

"Let you be disrespectful to my teacher, this is a lesson!"

Ying Baiwu didn't stop, and the attack became even more violent. ()