The queen is so fierce

Chapter 7 Contest
early morning.Dark night.

The bells and drums scattered all over Zimo City have not yet sounded, and there are no people on the streets, and I don't know how many families are still immersed in their sleep.

shhhhh--

The sound of fists breaking from the courtyard next to the General's Mansion broke the silence of Zimo City.

Xu Shoujing was naked, sweat dripping down along the pleasing lines like rain. He didn't have the exaggerated big muscles of the gymnastic man in the previous life, but he was stronger and stronger. With his handsome and elegant appearance, I'm afraid he didn't know. How many good-looking women will blush and scream.

Zhao Fuyao was still wearing a white gauze fairy dress, with his arms folded, leaning on the porch, staring at Xu Shoujing without blinking.

The cool morning breeze blew a strand of hair, and the elegant smile was less of a dusty meaning than before, but more like a lady.

"stop."

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Fuyao walked over with a frown.

Xu Shoujing ended his stance, heaved a sigh of relief, and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Fuyao shook his head: "It's not right. Remember what I told you before? The mortal martial arts you learned before focused on one move and one style, but I asked you to train your body to train your body. "

Xu Shoujing pondered and sighed: "I understand what you mean, but I've been practicing like this for so many years, and suddenly told me to train my body, I can't find a way."

Zhao Fuyao pursed his lips, took out a piece of clothing from his Qiongyu Pavilion and handed it over:

"The Nine Tribulations Divine Prison Body that I taught you is divided into three parts: ventilating blood, forging root bones, and shaping the body of the prison. Just ventilating blood has already opened up all the two realms that need to be opened up. All the meridian points are covered.

You have been practicing martial arts for many years, and you have been unconsciously 'breathing blood'. Before I was helping you with luck, I just completed the method.The root bone forging in the future is the top priority, and it must be effective until it reaches the point of scraping the bone and leaving the blood. This is a very important part of tempering your physical body. "

Xu Shoujing took the clothes, wiped the sweat off his body with a towel and put them on, straightened the front of his clothes, and said:
"Then what should I do next?"

Zhao Fuyao pondered for a moment, "When I give you a list, you can buy the herbs on it, and cooperate with the medicinal bath to strengthen the muscles and bones. With your talent, as long as you can endure the pain, there will be no problem."

Xu Shoujing nodded without thinking, and then said, "Is this just a simple exercise?"

"How is that possible." Zhao Fuyao shook his head and explained: "The "Nine Tribulations Heavy Prison Body" is different from the traditional Tongmai body refining. You can also fight with your physical strength.”

Xu Shoujing thought about it, and then said, "Then do you need to re-refine the individual or something? When you were in the ruins, you seemed to be using my magic while sucking my true energy. In fact, you still have a way to restore your body, right?"

Zhao Fuyao understood that he was concerned about his body, and his heart was slightly warm, but he still shook his head and said:
"My body is not as good as that of a mortal now. I was able to use spells that time, just because the room itself had my spiritual power. Now even if you... give me the energy, I won't be able to use the spell."

As he spoke, he pursed his lower lip slightly and said in a low voice:

"Didn't I say, if you want to help me, just practice hard. When you become stronger, you will be able to help me naturally."

Xu Shoujing nodded in agreement, and supported Zhao Fuyao, who was still weak, back to his room, while he went to order Jing Ming to buy some medicinal materials for nourishing qi and blood and elixir for his body refining.

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The blue sky is like a wash, and a dazzling blazing sun hangs high above the Golden Palace.The big glass flag fluttered in the wind, making a sound of 'clattering'.

There is a huge terrace in front of the Golden Throne Hall, and under the terrace stand the ceremonial officer and the chambermaid holding a gong.

At this time, the sun has risen three poles, and more and more people are surrounding the square in front of the hall.There were at least a thousand people in the imperial guards, such as the Imperial Forest Army and the Demon Suppression Division, and the voices of the conversation were mixed in their ears.

There are two rows of desks under the Golden Palace. Not to mention the courtiers and dignitaries, the ladies and gentlemen have also taken their seats. The neighbor Yingying Yanyan hides her mouth and smiles, not knowing whether they are discussing interesting boudoir affairs or gossiping about family affairs.

The two princes in python robes, who arrived late, were still chatting with false affection.

"Long time no see, Brother Wang."

"Yeah, it's almost half a load."

King Yan's demeanor was gentle and elegant, and he took the seat in front of King Wei, and said with a light smile, "Brother Yu heard that the members of Brother Wang's disciples are also in the competition in front of the royal family?"

King Wei smiled indifferently: "According to this king, this time someone from my family will undoubtedly win the championship."

"Oh? Brother Wang, why did you say this?" King Yan raised his eyes and glanced at him, with a smile still on the corner of his mouth, but his expression seemed to say, 'Who gave you the courage to say such a thing? '

Wei Wang naturally could hear that there was something in his younger brother's words, but he didn't care at all, glanced at him, and said indifferently:
"I am a person from Qingfanmen, how can this king not know his abilities? In this imperial competition, Huangjie only allows the juniors who have not reached the crown to participate. Most of them are mediocre talents who have only opened up half of the eight meridians. At most, it has reached the top of the sky.

And Chu Ao, who was personally passed down by the sword-wielding elders of my sect, was a genius who stepped into the water-melting realm at the age of nineteen. This king could not think of any possibility that he would lose. "

King Yan shook his head gently, caressing the long case, and said meaningfully: "Brother Wang, you can't say too much, everything depends on the result."

"Hmph, since you don't believe me, let's see the difference with this king."

dong dong dong-

The drum sounded like thunder, and the sound entered Zi Mo.

"The Holy One is here!"

The front of the hall was quiet in an instant, and Qiu Xuanji, who was dressed in a luxurious phoenix robe, walked over with the palace maids, her face was cold and beautiful, like a fairy.

When Qiu Xuanji took the throne, everyone bowed and saluted.

Qiu Xuanji's beautiful and pretty face was expressionless. Until just now, she was still reviewing the memorial in the study. If the female official reminded her that the imperial contest was about to start, she would not even remember it.

He raised his hand to motion for all the Aiqings to take their seats, and asked the eunuchs beside him to read the edict, and the ceremony began under the auspices of the official.

The rules of the entire imperial competition are nothing more than that the sects and family children who have letters of recommendation participate in the registration. After the first few rounds of pre-selection, the layers are eliminated, and the winner is finally determined.

In other words, the first game is actually nothing to watch. Even some generals who know how to do it are sleepy and want to sleep, not to mention the ladies and ladies who have no interest in fighting and killing at the beginning. , and began to whisper softly.

Today is not a big or small event, and the officials and their wives are also dressed more formally.

Yu Zhiqiong, the widowed wife of the General's Mansion, was wearing a blue official uniform. The clothes were a little thick, but they could not hide her charming figure. Her cheeks were so familiar that she could squeeze out water, her eyebrows were crooked, and her lips were sharp Dan, the sitting posture is very elegant, but the natural fascination of frowning and frowning makes people ticklish as if they were being scratched lightly.

Yu Zhiqiong was chatting happily with several sisters, Feng Yun's cheeks turned slightly, just when she saw her daughter was looking at the martial arts on the terrace, she couldn't help but ask:

"Shuang'er, what are you looking at?"

Yu Jiaoshuang didn't reply, her charming little face was full of astonishment.

On the terrace as far as the eye can see, a black-clothed young man defeated his opponent with two palms cleanly. With a smile on his lips, he said "acceptance" and walked off the stage, with a graceful young man's style.

But Yu Jiaoshuang knew that it was all fake, at least this guy was definitely not as refreshing as he seemed.

"Shuang'er? Why did you bring Yu'er again? How many times have I told you that you can't bring it on this occasion..."

Talking, talking non-stop.

After being reminded by Yu Zhiqiong, Yu Jiaoshuang noticed the furry touch on her little feet, and when she looked down, she saw a big fat white cat yawning lazily:
"Meow~ (Where's Ben Meow's dried fish?)"

Yu Jiaoshuang was in a hurry and reprimanded in a low voice, "Why did you follow me again? Next time, I'll pluck your hair out! Hurry up and hide." As she spoke, she lifted her skirt a little.

The big white cat opened its mouth and got into her skirt helplessly, leaving only one tail outside.

After a while, the eldest lady's face suddenly turned red, and she said angrily: "Don't scratch there!"

"Meow~"

The big white cat used the cat's claws to grab the outer tail into the skirt. As if it didn't hear the owner's words, it lay comfortably on its lap and narrowed its cat's eyes, as if to say: It's all mother, why are you shy?
(End of this chapter)