C54 (1/2)
In the second match, Imperial Consort Li took out his treasured sword, while Literary God also took out his treasured sword from the rack. The two of them stood on stage, the swords in their hands danced, it was truly a beautiful sight to behold. There was a spirit hidden within the light, and a killing intent that emanated from within the sharpness.
Literary God laughed: ”Good sword art miss!”
When the two of them fought, everyone could see that it was a perfect match, a perfect match. Furthermore, the Literary God was at the top of the competition, always ending when the sword tip was about to kill the other party.
Wen Lifei said with a red face and a smile, ”Young Noble has let me win!”
In the third round, there seemed to be no need for a competition, but in order to convince the people on the stage, the Literary God would have to fight again. It would be a shooting match, just like the shooting of pigeons in the previous two rounds.
Only this time, when the white and grey pigeons were released into the air, Literary God and Wen Lifei each had three arrows in their hands, pulling the bows with them. Three arrows shot out at the same time, six pigeons shot towards the neck, and one pigeon shot through two arrows.
”Alright!”
”Alright!”
”Great!”
”This young genius is indeed the number one person in China!”
Everyone applauded and cheered. The audience was in an uproar, and Literary God suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention.
Literary God thought: ”This insignificant skill is not enough to trouble me. I am an immortal! Fortunately, the fight with the old woman from the Mushan Sect was over. Second Brother, where can I find you? ”
The clerk also announced in a very happy tone, ”Everyone, quiet down. This Literary God is my daughter's husband from now on.” He raised Literary God's hand and everyone below the stage was filled with excitement.
”Alright!”
”It's too fitting!”
”It's simply a perfect match!”
”It can't be any better …”
Literary God was so embarrassed that he wanted to throw away his hands that were not used to being a clerk, but he was too embarrassed to show his face. His face was completely red, and everyone thought that he was shy.
”This youngster is really shy!”
”Whose child is this?”
The people below the stage were discussing.
Literary God could only answer truthfully: ”Uncle, I am really sorry, I never thought of getting married, I was just passing by. Because I was curious, that's why I caused such a disaster, I hope uncle can forgive my recklessness.”
When the clerk heard this, his face turned red for a moment and then white for a moment.
He held Literary God's hand tightly and said: ”You want to go back on your words in front of everyone here?”
Literary God complained in his heart: ”I, ai, if I, ai …”
”May I ask if you already have a wife?” Imperial Consort Li's grandfather asked.