It’s hard to explain in one word

Author: Nongxue Tianzi

It’s hard to explain in one word

The scene of a night passed in an instant.

Throughout the night, the rain kept falling. The moment the sun rose, the wind and rain stopped, and a rainbow hung in the sky. The light was bright and beautiful for a moment.

Outside the Yaowu City Stadium, a group of people swarmed in under the early morning sunshine, and there were heads everywhere.

The contestants today are the two most popular players in this World's Second Martial Arts Competition.

Many people in Yaowu City are very curious about this battle.

Zhao Yu often comes to Yaowu City. Since he was thirteen years old, he has been living in Yaowu City with several senior brothers. Many old people in the city recognize him.

"I think this time the 'Little Witch' will finally fall into trouble."

Everyone almost regarded Zhao Yu as one of their own, and in their hearts they hoped he could win.

Of course, it was also the little witch named Mu Qingyun whose reputation was so loud that it left a heavy psychological shadow on the young warriors in Yaowu City.

To this day, there are still many young warriors who tremble when they think of Mu Qingyun.

Everyone is not afraid of failure and is willing to come to Yaowu City to work hard. They are all brave and energetic young people. They have failed countless times along the way. They don’t have the spirit of repeated defeats. Why do thousands of troops build a single-plank bridge?

, to become famous among many individual warriors.

When entering this city, everyone wants to have the opportunity to learn peerless martial arts, return home in fine clothes, and rely on their own efforts to bring a good future to themselves and a happy life to their families. As long as they can stay, they are all right.

They are very confident, and temporary failure is not terrible to them.

But when facing Mu Qingyun, that despair was magnified in an instant.

Mu Qingyun was only sixteen or seventeen years old, with an immature look on her face. She still had the green card of a newbie hanging on her shoulder. Before everyone started fighting with her, they treated her as a newbie. Their intention was to give her some guidance, but in the end, they

He didn't even take the sword out of its sheath, but only used the scabbard to make a few moves and beat himself up until he was dizzy and couldn't find his direction.

At that moment, that kind of doubt about life really made the young warriors unable to cry. They felt like big fools, idiots, and idiots.

Later, I found out that he was not a newcomer at all. Although he was a young man, he had already become famous. He was a young hero, and he was joking with them.

After receiving the news, everyone suddenly realized, but the despair that hit them when they were crushed could not disappear for a while.

At this moment, I couldn't help but feel complicated in my heart, hoping that the little witch would also be embarrassed.

The bell rang eight times.

Zhao Yu walked into the waiting room from the lounge and turned to look at the opposite side. It was still empty. His opponent had obviously not arrived yet.

Zhao Yu took a deep breath and closed his eyes to rest.

The young commentator on the stage was giving a brief explanation of today's event to the audience.

After a long while, I finally talked about the contestants in the first game.

"Now our Yue Qingqing from Yuncheng Martial Arts School, Yue Nuxia has not arrived yet, and the other one, Zhao Daxia from Jiangnan Huijianmen has already arrived -"

"Zhao Yu must win, Zhao Yu must win!"

Before the commentator finished speaking, a burst of cheers suddenly erupted from the audience.

Zhao Yu was startled, his face flushed slightly, and he felt excited. He remembered that before he entered the stadium, the audience surrounded him and encouraged him, seeming to be full of ardent expectations for him, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

It seems that everyone thinks he can definitely win.

Opposite me, Yun Duoer couldn't help but look at Situ Qingshuang, incredulously: "Brother Situ, Zhao Yu is your junior brother, right?"

Situ Qingshuang sighed.

Si Le laughed beside him: "We are all brothers from the same sect. What hatred and grudges are there? Oh, how pitiful!"

Situ Qingshuang: "..."

Of course he knew what Si Le and Yun Duoer meant.

Compared with others, these guys have all fought against Mu Qingyun more than once.

Situ Qingshuang does not think that his Huijian sect is inferior to Yue Qingqing. At present, in terms of martial arts, he thinks he is still better than that one, although he did lose once.

But now that the audience praises his junior brother so highly and says that he will win, Situ Qingshuang can already feel a sting on his face.

If Zhao Yu loses later, won't he be unable to get off stage?

As for the winner, it is his junior brother after all - Situ Qingshuang pondered for a moment, and simply improvised: "Please bless the Bodhisattva and let Yue Qingqing have a bad stomach today, otherwise she will have a headache and catch the wind and cold, or she will be too anxious to rush and break her legs and feet.

…”

Yun Duoer was immediately stunned. Regardless of his lack of force, he picked up the tea cup on the table and threw it away.

Situ Qingshuang reached out to take it. Si Le was already laughing so hard that everyone could not sit still. While laughing, he said: "Don't worry, little Yunduo'er, your sister-in-law has no taboos. The Bodhisattva cannot restrain her."

While they were talking, they saw that Tang Jingping and several other seniors on the stage looked a little strange.

There was also a lot of noise in the auditorium.

"Yue Qingqing from Yuncheng Martial Arts School beat Yan Feng, a disciple of Su Bei Sword King, in three minutes."

"What's going on? It's Yue Qingqing and Zhao Yu from Huijianmen who should compete today, right?"

"Look here, it was written in the newspaper that Yue Qingqing said to a friend privately, 'Yan Feng's double snake knives are flexible and very interesting. Unfortunately, he was a quarter of an hour late for this battle and really didn't have time to read them all.'"

"What do you mean, before Yue Qingqing competed with Zhao Yu, she also went to beat Yan Feng?"

The entire stadium was silenced, and for a while there was silence. After a while, a louder noise suddenly broke out.

Zhao Yu opened his eyes suddenly, stood up and had someone deliver the newspaper. His whole body was almost petrified.

Yun Duo'er hid behind Situ Qingshuang, lowering her head and not daring to look around. She frowned and said, "Where are you from? This reporter is so ignorant of the rules. How can I publish the private words my sister Qingqing has with her friends at will?"

Si Le calmly prepared Mu Qingyun's clothes, hand straps, etc. in advance, packed his things in an orderly manner, and turned a blind eye to the newspaper.

"There are no regulations that say contestants can only participate in one game. As long as they have the energy to spare, participating in ten games is reasonable and compliant."

Time passed by minute by second, and Yun Duoer felt that the little master from the Huijian Sect opposite was breathing fire all over his body.

But I can't care about that much now. There are still ten minutes before the start of the game, but Sister Qingqing is still missing.

After the game starts, if a player does not appear within twenty minutes, it will be deemed as an automatic forfeit. This time is running out.

Zhao Yu's expression at this moment was as if if Yue Qingqing dared not be present, he would eat people!

Finally, when the countdown reached five minutes before the start of the game, Mu Qingyun arrived.

Yun Duoer grabbed her and let out a sigh of relief: "We've got it!"

Mu Qingyun looked calm and collected. When he turned around and saw Zhao Yu looking murderous, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He politely cupped his fists and saluted, and whispered: "Hey, today's opponent is a bit fierce."

Yun Duoer had a look on her face and said, "Change your clothes quickly."
Chapter completed!