"Since the prince is interested, the lower officials should accompany him, I don't know if Daoist Lu wants to compare internal strength or sword?" Song Qingshu looked at Yu Zhenzi with a smile.

"There are so many officials in the field who don't know martial arts, we compare each other's internal strength, it's too boring, let's compare swords. Yu Zhenzi sneered, he had slapped Song Qingshu before, and he knew that the other party's internal force was above him, and he was afraid that he would lose if he was stronger than his internal force. On the contrary, it is swordsmanship, although the other party is also famous for swordsmanship, but his own swordsmanship and treacherous magic transformation method are more likely to win.

"It's better than a sword," Song Qingshu showed a hint of disappointment, pretending to reluctantly agree, seeing Yu Zhenzi's heart happy, "Okay, it's just that the sword has no eyes, and it will inevitably be damaged." On a good day like today, if you hurt either side, I'm afraid it's not good, but as far as I can see, it's better for us to compete with wooden swords?"

"Wooden sword?" Yu Zhenzi was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was used to using a sword, and he was afraid that he would suffer a little from temporarily changing wooden swords, plus the sword he was equipped with was extremely sharp, so he was naturally reluctant to give up this cheapness, "I heard that Lord Song is good at using wooden swords, but let me give up taking advantage of the blade and use wooden swords instead, it is inevitable...... Hey hey ......"

"I think Lord Song is reasonable, the real swordsmanship is extremely powerful, and Lord Song's swordsmanship is also famous all over the world, two tigers will fight, there will be an injury, it really does not fit today's atmosphere. At this time, another military attache nearby spoke, "Besides, the sword in the hands of the real person is a sword that sharpens iron like clay, and it inevitably takes a big advantage. ”

Hongli frowned when he heard this, thinking that these two people were the best masters under him, but unfortunately they had always looked at each other unpleasantly, and they didn't expect to tear each other down at this time.

Song Qingshu followed the prestige, only to see the other party's thick eyebrows and big eyes, and there was a fierce aura on his body. Zhang Kangnian, who was behind him, whispered: "My lord, this person is Zhang Zhaozhong, the judge of the fire hand, with high martial arts, not under Yu Zhenzi, the two have always been at odds. ”

"Zhang Zhaozhong, the first master of the villain of "Book Sword Enmity and Enmity"?Why do you feel that he faintly shows favor to me......" Song Qingshu suppressed the doubts in his heart and said: "Thank you Lord Zhang for your kindness, but what Daoist Yu Zhenzi said is also reasonable, I used the wooden sword, and let him give up the customary sword is really a big advantage, and it is inevitable that he will not win the martial arts, or as the Taoist chief said, he uses a sword, and I use a wooden sword." ”

The hundred officials laughed, everyone could see that in this way, Yu Zhenzi took a big advantage, Yu Zhenzi also blushed a little, and secretly ruthless in his heart: You support yourself, but you can't blame me, become the king and defeat you, as long as I defeat you later, who will remember what blade we used when we competed.

"Please!" Song Qingshu attached the wooden sword behind his back, and smiled confidently, knowing that he was holding a wooden sword, and it was more difficult for the other party to transmit the internal force, as long as he made full use of the subtlety of the swordsmanship and avoided the edge of his sword.

Seeing that he didn't mean to strike first, Yu Zhenzi looked solemn, pulled out his long sword, and immediately shook the long sword and attacked it. Everyone in the field saw him sliding three steps to the right of Lu, a move "Lang Yue is cloudless", turned around, his body was slightly short, the long sword stabbed obliquely, and he was still five feet away from Song Qingshu's right shoulder, so he had already circled, followed by a move "Steep Mountains and Mountains", castrating and collecting the sword very quickly.

I saw Song Qingshu standing still, just his gaze kept changing with Yu Zhenzi's figure. The tip of the sword also shook slightly. Yu Zhenzi is like a great enemy, unfolds the sword momentum, and walks with the sword, turning on the left and bending on the right, turning more and more urgently.

This road swordsmanship is called "Mount Tai eighteen plates", it is created by a famous house in the past years of Mount Tai, he saw the eighteen plates under the three doors of Mount Tai at the sheep intestine twists and turns, five steps and one turn, ten steps and one back, the situation is very precipitous, so the terrain is integrated into the swordsmanship, and the "gossip swimming palm" of the gossip door has the same magic. Mount Tai's "eighteen plates" are getting higher and higher, the more dangerous they are, and the sword moves on this road are becoming more and more ruthless. With the ever-changing movement of the gods, it is to give full play to the "Eighteen Plates of Mount Tai".

Zhang Zhaozhong, who was on the side, looked at it with a condensation in his eyes: Although his martial arts are in the middle of him, his body is too exquisite, and he really fights for life and death, I'm afraid I'm not an opponent.

Each sword of Yu Zhenzi seemed to be going to pass through Song Qingshu's body, but unfortunately he gave up halfway every time, and everyone in the audience was puzzled. Only Yu Zhenzi knows that he is bitter, no matter how tricky and weird the angle of his swordsmanship is, the tip of Song Qingshu's sword seems to be shrouded in his big hole at all times, as if he knows his swordsmanship well, and he can catch that fleeting flaw every time.

"Since the Dao Commander has not attacked for so long, then it is up to him to make a move. Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and the long sword stabbed out from the ground, five swords in a row, and the sword moves of each sword were all ancient. Yu Zhenzi cried out in a lost voice, "'Five Great Doctor Sword!'"

Mount Tai has pine extremely ancient, it is said that it is the "five great doctor pines" that Qin Shi sealed, the branches are obliquely out, and the verdant covers each other. Taishan Patriarch once realized a set of swordsmanship from this, which was called the "Five Doctors Sword". This set of swordsmanship moves is quaint and simple, and there are strange changes inside, Yu Zhenzi has learned it proficiently more than 20 years ago, but seeing that Song Qingshu's five moves are plausible, which is quite different from what he has learned, it is obviously much more clever than the original swordsmanship.

Yu Zhenzi hurriedly raised his sword to frame, suddenly roared, hit the sword in his right knee, stumbled, bent his right leg, knelt down, and hurriedly supported himself with his sword, so as to avoid the embarrassment of being thrown into.

"I conceded. Song Qingshu put away his sword and stepped back, smiling slightly.

Everyone saw that Yu Zhenzi's swordsmanship was treacherous, almost showing off, and he didn't dare to really make a move after besieging for a long time, Song Qingshu's moves were dignified, but as soon as he made a move, he divided the victory and defeat, and they were all shocked. Yu Zhenzi's martial arts are naturally clear to their colleagues, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they can be said to be the number one master in Shengjing, but they were stabbed by the other party as soon as they made a move, so it is speculated that Song Qingshu's martial arts are simply unbelievably high, and looking at Song Qingshu's eyes with respect and awe.

Yu Zhenzi was very unconvinced in his heart, the other party suddenly changed the sword moves of the Taishan faction at the key point, and when he was in a hurry, he didn't have time to think about it, so he naturally dismantled the sword moves that he had practiced for decades, and the direction of his sword changed sharply, so that he was defeated. If he used a different school of swordsmanship, no matter how subtle the moves were, with his own swordsmanship cultivation, he would never lose so miserably. However, Song Qingshu is indeed the swordsmanship of the Taishan faction, but it is not fake, the attainments are still above himself, and he knows that if he compares again, it is nothing more than dozens of moves, and in the end he is still defeated, and he is ashamed and angry in his heart, and he is frightened and surprised.

Hongli's heart sank when he saw it: Kangxi has such a master under him, it's really a headache. Hurriedly got up and said with a smile: "Lord Song is really swordsmanship, after the wind is clear and falling, I am afraid that the name of this sword saint will fall on Your Excellency, and the swordsmanship made by Daoist Yu Zhenzi is also exquisite, come here, give the two masters a reward!"

"The prince is serious, and the lower officials dare not be ashamed. Song Qingshu disagreed with the name of the Sword Saint in his heart, it was enough to be a sword god, thinking of the sword god Ximen blowing snow, the sword god Xie Xiaofeng is the model of my generation, those who are called the sword saint seem to have a good death, what kind of wind is clear, and the sword saint in the wind and clouds, although it is extremely bright, but it also quietly ended.

"Lord Song is modest," Hongli Ha Lu smiled, "I just watched a sword and sword shadow, let's have some chivalrous tenderness." Recently, the king of Japan has received a new side Fujin, good at singing and dancing, today's opportunity is rare, this king will let her come out to perform, everyone to taste. ”

Song Qingshu's heart jumped: "It's here." A burst of melodious music sounded, and Song Qingshu followed the sound nervously.

A group of palace singers came slowly, one of them wearing a water-green gauze shirt, lined with a milky white silver silk light gauze shirt. A light pink belt is lightly tied around the waist, creating a delicate and seductive posture. The red lips are red without dotting, the willow eyebrows are not described, and the scarlet is lightly touched on the forehead, which is charming and moving. A luxurious and abnormal golden step swayed obliquely into the black hair like a flowing cloud, trembling step by step, the pearl and jade wrapped in gold streamer, and the tassel fell and rippled. The hearts of the men in the field also rippled with the shallow swaying pendant.

Upright to impeccable facial features, meticulously discharged the beautiful outline, under the faint shadow of the flow of eyes, is a natural and refined temperament, like the snow-white orchid at the bottom of the secluded valley, exuding alienation and loneliness from the bones, just standing so quietly in front of you, it can make people feel distressed, who is not Xia Qingqing?

When passing by Song Qingshu, Xia Qingqing didn't seem to know him, didn't even look at him, walked straight to the middle of the field, and bowed slightly to Hongli: "See the prince as a concubine." ”

Hongli's face was filled with a trace of tenderness, and he stretched out his hand to help: "No courtesy, the soldiers have worked hard, Qingqing, you can dance for them and talk about your heart for this king." ”

"Yes, my lord. Xia Qingqing smiled lightly, and the civil and military officials in the hall were suddenly stunned, and they all quieted down, as if they were seduced by her.

Ruyu's plain hands lingered tactfully, the skirt fluttered, a pair of smoke-like eyes wanted to talk, the streamer flew, the whole person was like a flower through the fog, hazy and ethereal, flashing with beautiful colors, but it was so far away......

Song Qingshu had no time to appreciate her graceful dancing, but she grieved in her heart: Qingqing, I didn't expect you to take this step, why don't you ask me first, I can really help you take revenge......

With a light touch of the jade foot, Xia Qingqing turned twice in the air, and her skirt turned into a beautiful disc, coupled with the appearance of the city and the country, it made people feel both illusory and real. After landing, after the song was finished and the dance ended, he stood still, poured his body, and slowly retreated to the back hall.

Song Qingshu's heart moved, and he got up quietly, and Zhao Qixian asked suspiciously, "Where does Lord Song want to go?"

"I'll go and make it easier, so I don't have to come along. With a few words, Song Qingshu left in a hurry, and everyone in the audience was still immersed in the beautiful posture just now, and no one noticed that he was no longer at the table.