Chapter 330

The sun was rising.

The streets were already bustling.

The carriage carrying the Qin family stopped at the outermost street in the north of the city.

The Qin family got off and walked.

In addition to the people watching the excitement, there were many guards guarding the streets to prevent chaos.

The news that the city lord's mansion was confiscated last night had spread.

Many people were talking about it.

Luo Qingzhou listened carefully and found that most of them were cheering and cursing the city lord Meng and his family for their evil deeds.

Almost everyone was praising the princess.

From the previous situation, almost all the people in Mo City were very supportive of the princess.

Even Sister Dao regarded the princess as an idol and did not allow others to say bad things about her.

Luo Qingzhou had to admire the princess's methods.

Of course, this was also earned by her own strength, and it was not allowed to be slandered.

After a while.

The square gradually became more crowded.

The Qin family came inside, closest to the ring.

Qin Wenzheng showed the guard in front of him his son's certificate for the test, and was allowed to stand here and watch.

In addition to the family members of the test takers, other warriors and people of status were allowed to stand in the front and watch.

Ordinary people could only squeeze at the outside.

It was still early.

Everyone in the Qin family was cheering Qin Chuan up, telling him not to be nervous and to perform normally.

Song Ruyue was worried and told him not to be stubborn, and safety was the most important thing.

"Anyway, your eldest brother has already entered the Dragon and Tiger Academy, and our family has also produced a champion. It doesn't matter if you fail, and it's not shameful to admit defeat."

As soon as she said this, everyone in the Qin family, including Qin Wenzheng, glared at her.

"Sister-in-law, Chuan'er hasn't even come on stage yet, and you're already talking about failure. That's too unlucky."

"Sister-in-law, you can't say that. Who would dislike their own children for being successful? If Chuan'er passes the exam this time, our Qin family will have double happiness."

"Sister-in-law, you'd better talk less."

Qin Wenzheng directly scolded: "If you can't talk, just shut up!"

Song Ruyue saw that she had angered the Qin family, and she immediately shrank her neck, not daring to say anything. She pouted, turned her head and walked to the back, came to her daughter, and muttered aggrievedly: "Is it wrong for me to worry about my son?"

"Jianjia, is there anything wrong with mother?"

She said aggrievedly again.

Qin Jianjia shook her head slightly.

Song Ruyue sniffed, held her soft jade hand and said, "Our daughter is still the best. Those stinky old men, hum, will bully weak women like us..."

She glanced at someone standing behind, and immediately regained her momentum: "Qingzhou, you are now a scholar, why are you still like a little girl, hiding behind shyly. People are in front to encourage your second brother, why don't you join in the fun?"

Luo Qingzhou stood at the back, and before she answered, Qiu'er next to her hurriedly said, "Madam, there will be more and more people later, and the son-in-law is afraid that someone will take the opportunity to squeeze over, so he stands behind to protect the eldest lady."

Luo Qingzhou looked at her.

Others turned their heads to look at her.

Even Xiaodie next to her looked at her with wide eyes, secretly admiring in her heart: Sister Qiu'er is so good at talking, is it for this reason?

Seeing Miss Qin looking over, Luo Qingzhou hurriedly said respectfully, "Mother-in-law, I just didn't sleep well last night. I feel a little dizzy and don't want to talk, so I'm standing here quietly for a while."

Song Ruyue asked curiously, "Why didn't you sleep well last night? What did you do?"

Luo Qingzhou glanced at someone and said, "Reading."

Song Ruyue showed a hint of surprise on her face, then nodded and said, "Not bad, you are not arrogant after winning. This time, the Juren is really just a beginning for you. Qingzhou, you still have to work hard and strive to win the top prize for us."

Luo Qingzhou bowed and said, "Qingzhou will definitely live up to the expectations of mother-in-law."

Song Ruyue was full of smiles, and was very pleased and satisfied with his attitude.

How could she not benefit from the respect from the Juren master.

But the better the other party is, the more nervous she is.

She smiled slightly, approached Bailing, and whispered, "Keep an eye on this kid, don't let him stand behind and run away secretly."

Bailing smiled secretly and nodded.

Song Ruyue was worried, so she came to Xia Chan and whispered, "Chan'er, keep an eye on this kid. He is most afraid of you. Don't let him run away."

Xia Chan clenched the sword in her hand and said, "He dares not."

Song Ruyue smiled and said, "I feel relieved if you are watching."

While the few people were chatting, another group of people came over.

More than 20 burly men surrounded a tall young man, all wearing blue tights, with the three big characters "Beishan Fist" embroidered on the chest.

"He Hong from the Beishan Fist gym in the city."

Luo Qingzhou remembered that Qin Erge mentioned this name yesterday.

After a while.

Qian Yiming from Huwei Escort Agency was also surrounded by the crowd.

Jiang Yan from the Jiang family came in a white tights, holding a folding fan, surrounded by four servants and several maids.

Luo Yu from Chengguo Mansion came last, surrounded by Luo Yannian, Wang, and several maids.

Many of the guards of Chengguo Mansion were killed or injured last night, and today only four people followed behind the few of them.

Luo Qingzhou observed carefully and memorized all of these people in Chengguo Mansion in his mind.

When they got closer, Luo Yannian and his son and Wang's eyes all turned to him, their faces were very calm, as if nothing had happened last night.

Luo Qingzhou also had a calm face, looking at them, not avoiding or giving way.

Luo Yu's eyes seemed to stay on him for only a few seconds, and then looked in front of him.

Wang suddenly took his hand and spoke to him lovingly.

Luo Yannian also walked in front of him, blocking his sight.

Seeing this scene, Luo Qingzhou paused and looked in front of him.

Miss Qin, dressed in a snow-white dress, was standing there quietly, bathing in the morning sun. Even in the noisy crowd, she naturally exuded a pure and fairy-like temperament, beautiful and ethereal, as beautiful as poetry and painting.

Bailing suddenly said: "Miss, the son-in-law is peeking at you from behind."

Luo Qingzhou looked away.

After a moment, he looked at the people in Chengguo Mansion again.

Luo Yu had already looked away, and there was no other emotion on his face. He was looking at the stage and clenched his fists.

"Dang——"

The gong sounded.

The candidates began to enter.

Under the expectation of the crowd, the five candidates walked onto the wide stage one after another and went to the back to draw lots.

In front of each candidate, there was a box with the names of the other four candidates in the box.

Those who caught each other began to compete.

If they failed to catch the first time, they could continue to catch.

At the end, there was one person left, who could rest temporarily, and after the four were divided into two, he would catch another person to challenge.

There was only one quota for this enrollment.

So as long as there was one failure, there would be no more chances.

The drawing of lots ended quickly.

He Yiming of Huwei Escort Agency, against Jiang Yan of Jiang Family.

It was a coincidence that one of them used a knife and the other used a sword, and they were both martial artists who practiced weapons.

Qin Chuan faced He Hong, the successor of Beishan Fist.

As for Luo Yu, he had to wait.

The gong sounded, and the competition began soon.

The first pair to come on stage were He Yiming, who was burly and holding a golden ring broadsword, and Jiang Yan, who was dressed in white and holding a green sword.

The warriors in the audience immediately shouted.

The two fought opposite each other, bowed their hands and saluted, and immediately started fighting after the examiner said to start.

He Yiming's swordsmanship was extremely fierce, and he chopped and chopped like a storm.

It looked rough and chaotic, but it was very methodical. The broadsword was swung tightly and whirring.

Jiang Yan's swordsmanship was light and agile, and he did not take the lead. He relied on footwork to easily swing the sword to relieve the force.

Push, stick, pick, press, stab, etc., the sword light flashed, the figures overlapped, and he was strolling in the dense sword shadows, surrounding He Yiming with a circle of footwork, and countering his moves.

In a blink of an eye, the two had fought hundreds of moves.

He Yiming's swordsmanship was fierce and swift, but it also consumed a lot of internal strength and strength. After a few slashes, the speed began to slow down slightly.

At this time, Jiang Yan's swordsmanship suddenly changed, and began to become faster, fiercer, and more fierce.

The two fought for more than a hundred moves, and both were injured.

Jiang Yan wanted to rely on his body and swordsmanship to consume the opponent's internal strength and physical strength first, and then slowly attack. Who knew that the opponent's physical strength and internal strength were extremely strong, and the sword was still fierce.

He was directly chopped on the shoulder. If he hadn't dodged quickly, I'm afraid the whole shoulder would have been chopped off.

The two panted and sweated profusely, and continued to fight fiercely on the stage.

The warriors below the stage were dazzled and excited, and they all shouted loudly. Some said to chop his lower body, and some said to stab his left shoulder...

Xia Chan held the sword and looked for a while, then suddenly turned her head and looked behind her.

Luo Qingzhou came up behind her without knowing when, sniffing her hair.

The two looked at each other.

Just as Luo Qingzhou was about to speak, a warrior next to him suddenly pointed at him and glared at him, saying, "Little girl, this scholar just sniffed behind you for a long time, and even squatted down to sniff your skirt. He is a pervert. Tell your parents!"

Luo Qingzhou looked at him and said, "I am her parent."

The warrior was stunned when he heard this, and looked at the pretty girl and said, "Is he your parent?"

Before Xia Chan could reply, Luo Qingzhou suddenly reached out and held her cold little hand, and then raised it up for him to see.

At this time, Xiaodie also came over and said fiercely to the warrior, "We are together, why do you mind your business!"

The warrior's face froze, and he turned his head away embarrassedly, looked at the stage, and said nothing more.

Everyone in the Qin family was staring at the competition on the stage, and no one paid attention to them.

Luo Qingzhou held the cold and tender little hand in his hand, and used the other hand to caress and knead it and play with it wantonly.

Xia Chan held the sword tightly in her hand, looked at him coldly, and struggled hard with her little hand, but failed to break free.

Luo Qingzhou looked at the stage and said, "Chanchan, that person's sword is much slower than yours. If you go on stage, you will definitely get first place."

As soon as he finished speaking, he screamed "Ah".

The elegant Mr. Jiang holding the sword was careless and was chopped on the right leg by the opponent!

The whole right leg actually flew out directly.

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