Xuanxia

Chapter 246 Ning Wushu

"Let's compare notes?"

Fu Qingzhou put down his teacup, shook his head and smiled, "Why bother? The Hidden Dragon Hundred Elites Gathering will be held soon. If you want to spar, you can leave it until then."

"Oh?" The woman was startled: "You know I'm here for the meeting?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "It's not hard to guess your identity. Someone also told me that you will be a strong contender for the top three in this conference - General Ning."

The moment he saw the woman, he guessed it.

She is the Ning Wushu mentioned by Zhao Hao.

His body was filled with an extremely murderous aura that could make people breathe rapidly even from a distance. This was clearly the result of killing countless enemies on the battlefield with the help of military tactics.

The level of cultivation that could make Fu Qingzhou feel faintly oppressed... must be at least the sixth level.

Judging from her voice and age, this woman is not in her early twenties, but should be at least twenty-six or twenty-seven years old.

Considering her military identity, she can only be the adopted daughter of the Northern Frontier Army Marshal, Ning Wushu.

Seeing Fu Qingzhou reveal his identity, Ning Wushu was not unhappy at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "You recognized me."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and took off her hat.

Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up, and Tang Jiao exclaimed beside him: "So handsome!"

Although Ning Wushu is a woman, she is more heroic than most men.

Her eyes were firm and sharp, as if they could penetrate all the fog and look directly into the enemy's heart; her back was straight, as solid as a mountain, and no matter how strong the wind and rain were, they could not shake her in the slightest.

She was not as youthful and pretty as Tang Jiao, nor as stunningly beautiful as Qiu Chan, but she had an aura of dominance and heroism that shocked everyone.

Ning Wushu turned his head and said to the female soldiers around him, "Take your seats, each with a bowl of tea."

"Yes!"

The female soldiers shouted in unison, shaking the entire tea shop slightly, and a lot of rain water leaked through the awning, which was not that sturdy to begin with.

When the female soldiers were taking their seats one after another, Ning Wushu came to Fu Qingzhou's table without any hesitation and sat down opposite him.

Tang Jiao's eyes were almost shining with stars as she stared at her.

Fu Qingzhou also laughed: "General Ning..."

"Don't."

Ning Wushu stretched out a hand to interrupt him: "I came here to attend the meeting, and I don't want to bring my military identity, so you don't have to call me general."

"Then... Miss Ning?" Fu Qingzhou called tentatively.

Ning Wushu smiled and nodded.

"Okay, Miss Ning." Fu Qingzhou said, "Meeting is fate. I'll treat you all to tea today."

When traveling around the world, try to make more good friends... A dozen bowls of herbal tea are not worth much money anyway.

Ning Wushu smiled and said, "Thank you, Master Fu."

After that, she asked frankly, "You just said that someone guessed that I was a strong contender for the top three in the Hidden Dragon Hundred Elites Association... Who was that person?"

Fu Qingzhou scratched his head: "That guy is engaged in intelligence work, his identity is still a bit secret, maybe it's not convenient to say."

"Ha ha……"

Ning Wushu laughed: "I know who it is."

She swiftly unhooked her bow and sword, slapped it on the table, and said casually, "When that brat was eight years old, he dared to speak rudely to me, and I gave him a good beating."

Fu Qingzhou: “…”

Tang Jiao giggled.

Ning Wushu looked at her curiously: "Little sister, what are you laughing at?"

"Sister Wushu, you look alike to my eldest brother." Tang Jiao said with a smile, "You both carry bows and swords, and even the way you smile and talk is the same."

Fu Qingzhou curled his lips... What is his sister thinking about all day long?

Ning Wushu didn't take it seriously, but turned his gaze to the big bow behind Fu Qingzhou: "Young Master Fu, can you lend me your bow?"

"bow?"

Fu Qingzhou took off the longbow on his back in confusion: "What's so good about this?" "Young man, you don't know." Ning Wushu smiled and said, "I have been practicing archery and charioteering, and I fall asleep with a longbow in my arms every day. I can tell whether a bow is good or not at a glance."

"But this bow of yours... I can't tell whether it's good or bad."

Her eyes sparkled with curiosity. “So, I’d love to take a look.”

Fu Qingzhou turned his head and glanced at the female soldiers around him.

They all sat upright and still, their eyes on their noses and their noses on their hearts. Even their movements of drinking tea were in unison, without so much as a glance in this direction.

One must always be on guard against others. Although General Ning does not look like a bad person and even seems to have a past relationship with Zhao Hao, it does not rule out that she has bad intentions.

If she wants to do something right now, can I handle it?
A moment later, he came to the conclusion.

can.

Don’t ask why, it would take hundreds of words to explain, but it just works.

Even though it would be difficult to chop down all the opponents without the bow in hand, there would be no problem in snatching the bow back and escaping with Tang Jiao.

So he smiled and said, "Okay, let's see."

As he spoke, Fu Qingzhou pushed the bow forward and placed it in front of Ning Wushu.

Ning Wushu's eyes lit up slightly and he picked up the heavy bow made of unknown material.

She looked very seriously, the bow arm, the bow tip, the bowstring, the nut... She looked carefully and at every part, and kept rubbing it gently with her fingernails and fingertips.

Afterwards, she gently supported the middle of the bow and lifted it up horizontally, watching it hover and sway slightly - this was to test the balance of the bow.

After that, she pulled the bowstring little by little, and then gently retracted it, repeating this many times.

Fu Qingzhou tilted her head and observed Ning Wushu - she was really "looking" at the bow.

Very professional and meticulous.

As he watched, Ning Wushu's expression became solemn, and his eyes revealed a strong sense of appreciation.

"What a nice bow! I've never seen such a nice bow!"

She said in a deep voice, put the bow back on the table, and pushed it back in front of Fu Qingzhou: "Young man, may I ask what is the name of this bow and where did it come from?"

"This bow has no name. I found it from the Wuwei Temple's weapon storehouse."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and carried the bow back: "I tried it out and this one suited me best, so I used it."

“I hope you can treat it well.”

Ning Wushu smiled and said, "I won't say any more. Before the Qianlong Hundred Heroes Gathering, we will all stay in Luoyi. If you are interested in learning archery from someone, remember to come find me."

After that, she took a deep breath and shouted, "Sisters, see clearly. If you see this young man, you can let him go!"

"Yes!"

The female soldiers responded in unison, shocking the other customers in the teahouse so much that they all trembled all over.

Fu Qingzhou shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Ning Wushu came and went like the wind. The tea shop owner carefully served her tea. After she drank it in one gulp, she picked up her sword and bow and strode out of the tea shop.

Those female soldiers stood up in unison like her shadows and followed closely.

In less than a few breaths, they mounted their horses, braved the wind and rain, and disappeared at the end of the road with the sound of neat and orderly horse hooves.

Tang Jiao held her chin with her hand, still infatuated: "This Sister Wu Shu is so handsome~"

Fu Qingzhou stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her: "Wake up, wake up."

"what's wrong?"

Tang Jiao looked at him with a smile: "Big brother is jealous?"

"What are you talking about?" Fu Qingzhou curled his lips: "I didn't know you liked women?"

"Who doesn't like a pretty sister?"

Tang Jiao smiled so much that her eyes curved into the shape of the moon: "And, of course, it's because Sister Wushu and you look so much alike~"

Fu Qingzhou's thoughts drifted away: "Ning Wushu... What a strange name, who would give their daughter such a name?"

(End of this chapter)