Flower Stealing Master

The forces of all parties in Xingqing Mansion were surging, and another day passed, and the postponed contest was finally held again the next day.

Because Song Qingshu was the last to compete on the first day, this time it was his turn to play first. Because of not returning home several times at night, Xue Baochai's dissatisfaction with him had reached the extreme, and he simply ignored him.

After arriving at the school grounds, Song Qingshu finally found the opportunity to run to talk to her: "Sister Bao, why don't you open a small stove for me this time, and teach me a little bit of waiting for the enemy?"

Xue Baochai rolled his eyes: "Remember to give in in time later, so as not to be beaten to death."

Song Qingshu looked depressed: "Is there you who cheer up like this?"

Xue Baochai hesitated, after all, he was still a little unbearable, and patiently explained: "In the previous group matches, those opponents were not strong, so it is useful for me to train their martial arts skills. Now this young city master of Wushuang City, the previous group I watched him make shots during the game. His martial arts skills are very delicate and magical, far beyond what you can deal with. No matter how special training is, it's meaningless, so you'd better go up and just give in."

"In front of so many people, I just conceded without fighting. I really can't afford to lose that face." Song Qingshu also has a headache. Although Du Guming is not a top expert, he has a family background and is on the spot. With so many people, it is really not easy for oneself to not expose his martial arts victory.

"Are you really confused or fake?" Xue Baochai suddenly became angry.

"What's the matter?" Seeing him puffing up inexplicably, Song Qingshu was confused.

Xue Baochai glared at him bitterly, and replied, "You and your fiancée have been glaring at each other all day. Which man can stand this kind of stimulation? Look at Dugu Ming's posture, and he made it clear that he will be cruel to you later. Because it’s in the ring, we can’t hold him accountable as long as he avoids being careful. If you don’t immediately admit defeat, maybe someone kills the killer directly, you won’t be able to save your life, and you will be ashamed or ashamed!"

Song Qingshu chuckled and said, "Princess Shuang Xiu is not his fiancée..."

"I'm too lazy to care about you." Xue Baochai turned around and left, sitting in his seat, his mouth bulging, obviously sulking.

"Are you angry with Miss Xue again?" At this moment, there was a joking voice.

Song Qingshu looked back and found the woman in the yellow shirt

When she was dressed as a man, her lips were red and her teeth were white. She was really handsome. If it hadn't been for the inside story of the recruitment this time, if she changed to another princess, maybe she could not help but secretly agree to her appearance.

"Are you here to make fun of me too," Song Qingshu leaned over and asked, "Is there any magical skill to teach me one or two tricks, let me wait a while to deal with that Dugu Ming."

He hasn't figured out how to deal with Du Guming yet, so he can't take the money again. As the future master of the city, he is not the Yellow River Gang.

"No!" The girl in the yellow shirt simply refused, "And even if you have such a short time, you won't be able to learn it. You should listen to Baochai's words and give up when you go up."

Song Qingshu suddenly asked, "If I can pass the barrier, will your previous agreement still count?"

"Promise?" The woman in the yellow shirt was taken aback for a moment, and then she reacted, "You really dare to think that we will have to wait until the quarter-finals even if we meet, let alone whether you can advance, I'm not sure. I can get there."

"What if I'm lucky?" Song Qingshu said with a smile.

"If you can really come to me, then I will let you be." The woman in the yellow shirt didn't care. After all, she disguised herself as a man, and it was impossible for her to marry a princess. There is an explanation.

"That's good." Song Qingshu breathed a sigh of relief. He had a headache facing Du Gu Ming, not to mention a master like the yellow shirt woman. It is absolutely impossible to win against her without exposing martial arts.

Noting his expression, the woman in the yellow shirt couldn't help but feel a little amused: "Do you really think you can advance all the way?" After speaking, she didn't bother to care about him, and ran to Xue Baochai to whisper to her.

Noting the two women staring at her from time to time, Song Qingshu knew how they could laugh at her now, so she smiled lightly, not caring at all.

"In the first game, the Young Master of Wushuang City will play against Master Song Jia, please two!" There was already a referee on the stage calling for the two, and Song Qingshu instantly gathered the attention of the audience.

Different from the group stage, people in the knockout rounds are likely to become their own opponents in the future, so most players will not miss every opportunity to watch their opponents. They know the characteristics and flaws of the opponent's martial arts in advance. Targeted.

But seeing that it was him, everyone quickly looked away. The news that he used money to buy opponents to qualify has spread, shameless name.

The number has been spread, and almost everyone despise him.

Although most people's attention is on Du Guming, there are a few people who are curious about what kind of moths Song Qingshu will produce this time. Will they still rely on money to buy it?

Song Qingshu was also under great pressure at this time. He quickly filtered the various available methods in his mind. In fact, it is not difficult to deal with a Dugu Ming, but there are so many more games in the future. Those in the back are more difficult, and some methods are used in advance. , What to do later?

His expression was dignified, and his steps were slow. He fell in the eyes of other people. He only felt that he was already scared, and the court suddenly booed.

On the other side of Jin Guo, Wan Yan Zhongjie snorted a little dissatisfied: "They are all stupid people."

Ouyang Feng on the side couldn't help but smile and said, "No wonder people, even people like me who know his identity are curious about how he will respond."

"He must have a way." Wan Yan Chongjie couldn't think of it, but he had full confidence in him.

Just as he was about to board the ring, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in the corner, with a light veil mask and a graceful figure. Who is it that is not a princess double-xiu?

"Don't worry, I have arranged everything." With so many people watching and talking to him, Gu Zixian's eyes were a little shameless. She naturally knew Song Qingshu's martial arts, but at the same time, she knew that he did not want to be exposed, so she was considerate. Think of a way for her.

"What way?" Song Qingshu was taken aback, but he didn't expect such a turning point.

Gu Zixian was about to answer, and Du Guming's angry voice sounded on the stage: "The surname is Jia, if you can't come up at all, then the mother-in-law will be treated as you abstain.

At this time, Du Guming's eyes were almost spitting fire. He never expected that his fiancee in the crowd would rush to whisper to each other, feeling the eyes of other people, and it seemed to be full of ridicule and contempt.

At first he was a little hesitant. At first, he just planned to teach him a good lesson, but now he has already acted murderously.

"Xian'er, come back soon." Mrs. Shuang-xiu frowned in the distance. Her daughter was too sloppy. In the public, she would not give Wushuangcheng face so much, I'm afraid...

In desperation, Gu Zixian could only leave Song Qingshu with an apologetic look, and hurriedly trot back with the hem of the skirt.

Song Qingshu could only step on the stage with doubts. Gu Zixian had arranged everything, what exactly was it?