PNB Chapter 553: First Praise for Wan'er's Exquisite Skill
Chapter 553: First Praise for Wan'er's Exquisite Skill
During the weapons competition at the martial arts tournament, one young master chose nunchucks as his weapon.
As soon as he stepped onto the stage, he brandished his nunchucks with great force.
However, his technique seemed not yet proficient, and the nunchucks occasionally bumped against his body in his hands.
Once, the nunchucks struck his leg hard, almost making him cry out in pain. But he endured the pain and insisted on finishing the performance.
After the performance, he limped off the stage, a pained expression on his face.
The audience found it both funny and somewhat admirable of his persistence.
Throughout the competition, similar interesting things kept happening.
Fang Xiaoxiao watched from the side, sometimes laughing so hard she almost fell over, and sometimes shaking her head helplessly.
Li Wan'er was also amused by these interesting scenes and smiled, temporarily forgetting the tension of the competition.
The judges, while making their assessments, couldn't help but chuckle at the contestants' performances.
The contest to find a husband, whether through literary or martial arts means, continued amidst laughter and excitement.
Even during halftime, the atmosphere inside Lingxi Pavilion remained incredibly enthusiastic.
Fang Xiaoxiao walked confidently onto the stage, gracefully raising her hands to signal the audience to be quiet.
The audience, who had been whispering and gossiping, gradually quieted down when Fang Xiaoxiao stepped onto the stage, watching her curiously, wondering what she was going to do next.
Fang Xiaoxiao cleared her throat, a bright smile appeared on her face, and she said loudly, "Gentlemen and ladies, and guests present!"
During halftime of the match, I won't waste everyone's time, so I'll introduce some of the good stuff from our Lingxi Pavilion.
She clapped her hands, and a waiter immediately came forward with a tray on which was placed an antique porcelain bottle.
Fang Xiaoxiao picked up the porcelain bottle and showed it to everyone, saying, "Look, everyone, this is our Lingxi Pavilion's Yunbai medicinal powder."
This powder is amazing! It's specially formulated for treating knife wounds, and its hemostatic effect is top-notch!
The audience members below the stage began to whisper among themselves, some muttering under their breath:
"Is it really that miraculous?"
"Who knows if he's just bragging?"
Fang Xiaoxiao seemed to have anticipated everyone's doubts. She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile, and said, "Talk is cheap. Let's demonstrate it live."
As she spoke, she turned to look at Long Jinyan, a hint of ill intent flashing in her eyes.
Long Jinyan was resting on the judges' panel when he saw Fang Xiaoxiao's look and his heart skipped a beat, he had a bad feeling.
Before he could react, Fang Xiaoxiao had already walked up to him, pulled out a dagger from her waist, and slashed it at Long Jinyan's arm.
"Ah!" Long Jinyan screamed, his eyes wide with shock and pain.
Blood gushed from his arm instantly, dripping onto the ground.
The audience below the stage was so frightened by this sudden scene that they cried out in terror, and some even covered their eyes, unable to watch.
Ouyang Tuoba, Murong Changqing, Zhou Wenjian and others were stunned by what they saw.
Ouyang Tuoba opened his mouth wide, his eyes wide like copper bells, and muttered, "No way, my wife is too ruthless."
Murong Changqing frowned, a worried expression on his face, and subconsciously stood up.
Zhou Wenjian's mouth was agape in an "O" shape, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Fang Xiaoxiao remained calm and composed. She quickly picked up the porcelain bottle, poured the powder onto Long Jinyan's wound, and then gently applied it.
A miraculous thing happened: the wound, which had been bleeding profusely, quickly stopped bleeding.
Long Jinyan's face, which had been contorted in pain, gradually returned to normal. He looked at his wound with disbelief, muttering, "It's really amazing..."
The audience below the stage were stunned at first when they saw this, and then burst into cheers.
"Wow, this powder is amazing!"
"Yes, I want to buy one too!"
Fang Xiaoxiao smiled with satisfaction and continued, "Don't worry, everyone, our Lingxi Pavilion's Yunbai medicinal powder is absolutely a product of conscience."
Next, Fang Xiaoxiao introduced the effects of medicinal cuisine. Pointing to a table of exquisite medicinal dishes placed next to her, she said, "Look at these medicinal dishes, they were all carefully prepared by the chefs of our Lingxi Pavilion."
They are not only delicious, but also have nourishing, beautifying, and health-strengthening effects.
As she spoke, she picked up a piece of pastry, put it in her mouth, and a look of enjoyment appeared on her face. "Mmm, delicious!"
The audience members below the stage swallowed hard as they looked at the delicious-looking medicinal dishes, and some had already started asking about the prices.
Finally, Fang Xiaoxiao introduced her self-developed beauty and skincare products.
She picked up a bottle of skincare products and said, "This is a beauty and skincare product exclusively developed by our Lingxi Pavilion. Using it will guarantee that your skin will be smooth, delicate, and radiant."
As she spoke, she pulled Hongxiu over and began applying the lotion to Hongxiu's face.
In no time, Hongxiu's already fair skin looked even more supple and smooth.
The women in the audience were amazed by the effect and couldn't wait to buy it.
Fang Xiaoxiao looked at the crowd below the stage eager to buy, and a smug smile appeared on her face. This "advertisement" was a success.
The competition continued, and with each contestant's performance, the atmosphere became increasingly tense and exciting.
Just when everyone thought the outcome of the competition was close, a dashing young man walked onto the stage.
He stood tall and straight, dressed in a black outfit with a white cloak over it. Under the lamplight, he resembled the bright moon in the night, drawing attention.
This man was none other than Zhao Wuji, the youngest general of the Dayu Dynasty.
Zhao Wuji first demonstrated his extraordinary strength in the martial arts test.
Every movement he made was powerful and vigorous, and he performed it almost perfectly, whether it was shooting arrows, lifting stone weights or weapon competitions.
Especially during the weapons competition, he held a long sword, the sword flashing, like a silver lightning bolt weaving across the stage, captivating the audience and eliciting cheers from one after another.
In the end, he unsurprisingly received the highest score in the martial arts test.
Next came the written test.
Zhao Wuji calmly walked to the table, picked up the brush, and after a moment's thought, began to write on the Xuan paper.
Before long, a poem praising Princess Li Wan'er appeared on the paper.
"In Praise of Wan'er"
Her graceful and elegant demeanor was like that of an orchid.
Her son was born with a beautiful face that shone like a golden palace.
Her eyes held boundless affection,
The spring mountains, tinged with dark green, bring joy to the heart.
Her intelligence and wisdom surpassed the world's judgment.
With skin as white as ice and bones as white as jade, she stands proudly above the world.
We wish to be birds that fly wing to wing.
May we be together through thick and thin, and live peacefully through the years.
His handwriting is vigorous and powerful, like a dragon emerging from the sea, elegant and unrestrained.
When he put down his brush, Murong Changqing picked up the poem manuscript. After just one glance, he was slightly taken aback, and his eyes revealed a look of admiration.
He showed the poem to the other judges, who were all amazed.
Fang Xiaoxiao's originally confident face now showed a hint of surprise and admiration. She couldn't help but lean closer to take a closer look, murmuring, "This poem has a beautiful artistic conception and exquisite word choice. It is truly a fine poem!"