After I disguised myself as a man, I became everyone's white moonlight

The big man relied mainly on strength, and he couldn't resist Chu Xi's rapidly changing skills.

The disciples of Qingfeng School were not bad at martial arts, but they were too conservative during the fighting and did not use their brains enough, so they were completely controlled by their opponents.

There is no way you will win if you are under pressure in this situation.

Chu Xi had been trying to set the pace from the beginning, but at the same time he gave people a feeling of weakness, taking the opportunity to understand the big man's weaknesses until he found a flaw and hit him with one blow.

This burly man from outside the grassland has good external skills and sufficient strength, but he has a big weakness.

That means your internal strength is not good enough.

Chu Xi has been studying swordsmanship and internal strength since she was young. Her swordsmanship is exquisite and her internal strength has also made some progress, although she cannot yet be compared with those internal strength masters who have practiced for decades.

But it is enough to deal with the person in front of you.

She slapped the big man from behind, and he staggered forward. Before he could react, Chu Xi flew up, stepped on the big man's shoulders with both feet, flew down, and slapped him in the chest again.

Each palm strike was infused with internal strength. Three palm strikes were enough to make this man from the grassland tribe lose all the power to resist.

Once Chu Xi finds a flaw in a problem, he will quickly attack, quickly and ruthlessly, and never give the other party a chance to resist.

The big man was just as Chu Xi had expected, his internal strength was weak. He just had strong punches and kicks. When it came to an internal strength competition, he was no match for Chu Xi at all.

He was beaten so hard that he was unable to fight back.

The people from the grassland tribes who came with him were chattering in their native dialect with anxious expressions.

Chu Xi was not in the mood to study what they said, and the show should end here.

With one last move, he used the opponent's force to his advantage and easily snatched the stone hammer. With a backhand he hit the big man on the back and knocked him off the stage.

The big man fell to the ground suddenly. He fell no worse than the Qingfeng Sect's man. The big guy fell down with a bang, and the sound was so painful that it made people hear it.

But he was better than Xi Churen. He didn't vomit blood, but swallowed it back. Then he got up and said to Chu Xi on the stage, "I lost."

They lost cleanly and decisively, and compared with the Western Chu people over there, they instantly felt better.

Chu Xi nodded slightly to the big man in the audience, "Thank you."

Winning easily and beautifully.

When many women in the audience saw this scene, they couldn't help but stare at the young man on the stage who was neither humble nor arrogant. The phrase "a young man in fine clothes and riding a vigorous horse" is exactly suitable for the person on the stage.

Except for a few women from official families, most ordinary people still don't know Chu Xi's identity.

The two main streets here are mainly used for business, and the street at the back is even more like... a place of drunkenness and debauchery. Chu Xi rarely appears in such places, so naturally not many people know him.

As for those who recognized him, they would not shout out his identity.

"it is good!!"

"Good fight!"

Chu Xi noticed that there were people watching from the upper floors of buildings on both sides of the street, but she did not think too much about it. There were restaurants on both sides, and it was normal for people to watch while eating.

Therefore, Chu Xi did not know that in the left box on the second floor of the shop where the competition was held, there was a small gap in the window of the box, and a woman dressed in a heroic manner was sitting in the gap.

"This guy is quite good at martial arts. He looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen him before."

The shopkeeper smiled and explained, "Of course you feel familiar with him. He is the Prince Chu of the Loyal and Brave Marquis Mansion. This time he went to Yunzhou with His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan to quell the disaster and eliminate the mountain bandits. He has made great contributions."

The woman drank a mouthful of Longjing tea and glanced at the shopkeeper beside her in surprise. "Is he the prince who bravely broke into the Qingfeng Mountain stronghold and saved several people, who is often mentioned by storytellers in Beijing recently?"

"That's right. In theory, this Prince Chu is a rare young talent in the capital. Unfortunately, he has been spotted by the Ninth Princess a long time ago. How dare others compete with her so easily?" The shopkeeper who runs the restaurant and welcomes guests is the one who is most well-informed.

The woman was dressed in riding clothes, and on the stool next to her was her sword. It was obviously different from a man's sword, and it was obviously a woman's sword.

She turned the teacup on the table with interest, "He is indeed a young talent, with extraordinary martial arts skills and outstanding appearance."

The shopkeeper hesitated, looking a little embarrassed, "Miss, this Prince Chu is an outstanding person, but since he is being targeted by the Ninth Princess, the Marquis's wife seems to like Prince Chu's cousin more and is willing to arrange a marriage for him. What do you think?"

In fact, this sentence is to persuade her to withdraw quickly.

No matter how good Chu Qibai is, he is still a treasure that countless people are coveting. I'm afraid it will be difficult to fulfill their wish.

The woman drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, smiling with an ambiguous smile, "I'm afraid he doesn't know what this competition is for!"

Chu Xi on the stage really didn't know what this arena was used for. He only jumped up because of the task issued by the system.

But some people in the audience were quietly talking about this matter.

Rong Qingzhu and Tang Yuhuai heard it, "I guess no one dares to go up."

"Who dares to go up there? Aren't you afraid of being shot down?"

Such voices appear one after another.

Tang Yuhuai was not surprised. He had seen Qi Bai's skills before in Yunzhou and on the way back to Beijing. It was reasonable that no one dared to attack him.

"Is there anyone else willing to come up and challenge?" Suddenly someone walked onto the stage, who seemed to be the host of the competition. He took a mallet in his hand and hit the gongs and drums hard.

"If no one comes up to challenge, the winner of this competition will be announced!" This person spoke in an orderly manner, neither humble nor arrogant, as if he came from a big family.

The more Tang Yuhuai looked at this person, the more familiar he felt. However, he couldn't remember where he had seen him before, which gave him a headache.

"I'll do it." The defeated disciple of the Qingfeng School of Xichu shouted loudly.

As soon as the loser flew onto the stage, the middle-aged man who came up gently smiled and told him, "Sir, you have already competed, you cannot come again."

The man from Xichu had an unpleasant look on his face. He went down and called his companion to the stage.

"We must defeat him." His tone was a little cold, and he spoke to the person who was about to go on stage, with a faint sound of a superior giving orders to his subordinates.

"Yes, son."

Rong Qingzhu's eyes flickered slightly, and he noticed this detail calmly.

This person must be the highest-ranking among these dozen people, and these people are probably his followers.

Xi Chu must have sent someone from the royal family to visit the capital this time. This person speaks and acts so loudly and arrogantly, could he be the prince of Xi Chu?

Rong Qingzhu was speculating secretly in his heart.

The young attendant who heard the order came up to the stage. He had a handsome appearance and his aura was not inferior to Tang Yuhuai. It was obvious that he was a man of status and had good skills.

"Who here has a sword? Would you like to lend it to me temporarily?" Tang Yuhuai didn't have time to think about these complicated things, so he quickly spoke up for Chu Xi.

"I have it." A man standing in the corner spoke, quickly drew his sword, and sent it to Chu Xi.

Chu Xi quickly caught the hilt of the sword and looked down at the stage...

Saw an acquaintance.