After Lang Zhi finished his courtesy, he retreated to the scene to wait for the battle. With his ability, he did not need to choose weapons to practice. No matter what Chang Ge used, the golden sword on his waist was enough to deal with her.

Changge frowned, she lowered her head slightly and didn't speak, and her brain was turning rapidly. She had to come up with a way to win, and she couldn't lose... She absolutely couldn't lose!

Yin Jian stared at Changge quietly and guessed her little thoughts through. A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He had neither impatience nor displeasure, so he had to remind her leisurely, "Meng Changge, you only have this opportunity. If you win, you advance, and if you lose, you retreat. You have no jokes!"

"Emperor!" Changge suddenly looked up and said calmly: "Caomin has a request, I wonder if the emperor can approve it?"

"speak!"

"There are too many moves. Caomin and Commander Lang may have to fight for half an hour. Then the emperor is too tired to watch the battle. Therefore, Caomin requested that the hundred moves be changed to a incense stick. As long as Caomin can hold on to a incense stick under Commander Lang until a incense stick is unbeaten, then even if Caomin passes the test, is it OK?"

Changge's bold behavior attracted a burst of air to the audience. No one dared to deny the emperor's will and negotiate terms with the emperor. This young man really didn't know the world was high!

Ning Tanxuan sat at the top of the civil servant, glanced at Changge with a lazy expression, and had a playful smile on his lips. Is this little bastard trying to win by dragging his words?

"Meng Changge." Yin Jian's brown eyes raised smiles, and he casually smashed her little abacus. "I'm not tired, don't say half an hour, even if I watch it in one hour, I will only be interested, so don't worry about the competition."

Hearing the hearing, Changge's anger exploded. Her face turned blue and purple, clenched her fists, enduring her anger, "Okay, the people obey the order! Even if you fight for this life today, you have to make a sigh of relief for the emperor!"

After the words fell, she kowtowed and bowed, and without waiting for the emperor to give in, she quickly got up and walked to the field.

Yin Jian was staring at Changge's back for a moment, hoping to drag her over and beat her hard again!

Ning Tanxuan's expression remained unchanged, as if the sky had fallen, and he was so calm, and the smile on his lips was not reduced by half.

He wanted to know how Yin Jian would end such a good show?

In the field, Changge picked up a long sword and stood there two meters away from Lang Zhiping. She looked at the opponent of Heifeng Lengyan, and was really distressed.

How could a person who can take the position of commander of the Yulin Army be an ordinary person? I am afraid that the most powerful master like Qi Nantian, who has been through the battlefield, can deal with it!

"Meng Changge, let's start." Lang Zhiping spoke coldly. He was also depressed by this inexplicable competition and could not guess the emperor's thoughts.

I wonder if the phrase "justice and strictness" really makes him treat it fairly, or is it implying that he lets Meng Changge go?

Lang Zhiping was a little confused and couldn't figure it out. He didn't know how to take action. Anyone with a discerning eye could see the emperor's tolerance towards Meng Changge. Otherwise, with Meng Changge's attitude, he would have been very disrespectful!

Changge pursed her lips, thought for a while, she frowned and said, "Please wait a moment, let me explain my funeral, let's start again."

"Function afterward?" Lang Zhiping was stunned and looked at her in confusion, wondering what she was going to do. Zhi he went to Jinxiu.

When the people around him heard this, they were also surprised and widened their eyes as if they were watching a show.

Yin Jian's eyebrows twitched, holding the big palm of the dragon chair armrest, couldn't help but tighten, and his eyes were filled with anger.

Changge shrugged and smiled, ignoring everyone's strange eyes. She turned to look at Yin Nuo in the seat below, bowed and said loudly: "Prince Su, Meng Changge has been taken care of by the prince for two days and is very grateful to the prince! If I win today, I will ask the prince to drink as a thank you. If I die here in battle, I will trouble you to send someone to the Sihai Inn to tell my follower offshore, please make sure that he must buy me a good coffin for me because of the inheritance of several hundred taels of silver. Don't just be buried in the ground and be dug by a wild dog..."

"Bang--"

The long song's passionate will, before it was finished reading it, suddenly heard a crisp sound, shaking the air and making her heart tremble at the same time!

Everyone in the school, from officials to soldiers, from eunuchs to palace maids, kowtowed quickly, "Don't calm down! I am so angry that I am so deserving of death!"

Except Chang Ge alone, he stood straight...

What rolled down on the ground was a high-quality jade tea cup, which was dropped from the high platform by Yin Jian and was broken...

"Meng Changge, if you are angry and don't want to compete, get out of here!"

On top of her head, Yin Jian's cold and angry voice shot down like a sharp arrow, which made Changge's heart hurt. She swallowed, suppressed the sourness of the tip of her nose, raised her chin, and met the stimulating gaze. She said rebelliously, "Your Majesty, Caomin doesn't want to compete, and he dares not be resentful. I just ask Prince Su to say a few things to do after her death. I hope the emperor forgives his crime!"

After saying that, she bent her knees and slowly knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, with water lustering in her eyes. Every time she knelt down to her enemy, her heart seemed to be plucked out, but at this time, there was a different emotion in the pain. The man always told her to get out and said that she would give her a lifetime of Chang'an? A liar!

Yin Jianjun looked gloomy and his eyes were cold. "If you choose a talent for the world, you will choose a person with both virtue, talent, loyalty and righteousness. If you can learn martial arts, you will be able to learn the martial arts skills. Who doesn't understand this rule? Meng Changge, the school is not a battlefield, the weapons are just tools for competitions, not deadly sharp blades. If you are cruel and ruthless for the sake of your future, it will go against the original intention of Emperor Taizu to open a martial arts exam. What use will I keep you?"

The emperor's words were sharp and thorough, and every word was written in a gem. Everyone present admired and moved. Even Ning Tanxuan sighed secretly. If he put aside his opposing identity and only looked at it from the perspective of his subjects, Yin Jian did have the ability of an emperor.

Changge lowered his head deeply, she had no words to argue, he was right, but she was full of difficulties, but she could only rot into her stomach and bear the charges he accused.1d7ti.

"Meng Changge, are you convinced what I said?" Yin Jian asked, his tone still cold.

"The people of the grass know that they are guilty!" Changge replied loudly without raising his eyes.

Yin Jian nodded, "Then go to the competition and prove it to me!"

"The people of the grass follow the order!" Changge stood up, took a deep breath, and tightened the hilt of the sword.

Yin Jian called out again, and the ministers' hearts fell, and then the audience was silent and watched the Emperor Enke's competition.

Lang Zhiping finally had a clue in his mind. He had already heard the trick with the emperor's words "Stop it", and if Meng Changge really died under his knife today, he would probably have the final say. On the contrary, he must have some concerns, at least in the fight, he cannot hurt that little ancestor.

"Mr. Lang, offended me!"

Changge bowed with his fists, then shook the right bowl holding the sword, and flew towards Lang Zhiping with the sword!

Her sword technique was both hard and soft, and she stabbed Lang Zhiping at several big holes all the way. Lang Zhiping was all in a strong path and powerful way. However, Changge's sword technique was unpredictable, sometimes light and sometimes powerful. Changge gave his all, but Lang Zhiping retained three or four points of strength. The thick golden ring sword was as light as a sword in his hand and as a nimble snake. Under such circumstances, the two of them dismantled more than ten moves in an instant, but they couldn't tell the difference!

On the stage, Mo Lin spontaneously served as the examiner. He stared at the two people in the fight, and his mouth moved quickly, "...thirteen moves, fourteen, fifteen...twenty, twenty-one...thirty..." 17904962

However, when she reached fifty moves, Changge's spinning stab twisted his left shoulder, causing his movement to be slow for half a step. She was slashed head-on by Lang Zhiping with a knife. Her pupils shrank rapidly, and Changjian pointed the ground and quickly retreated. Lang Zhiping didn't know the situation, but was afraid that Changge would not avoid it, so he calmly stopped. Unexpectedly, Changge didn't understand his thoughts. Seeing that he stopped, he endured the pain on his left shoulder and took the opportunity to slapped Lang Zhiping's chest with a sharp look!

Almost out of self-defense instinct, Lang Zhiping also fought back with his left palm. As a result, both of them were in the palm of their hands, and their swords shook on the ground, and their two bodies fell backward at the same time!

This thrilling scene made everyone feel nervous!

However, Lang Zhiping had experienced many battles and had strong martial arts skills. Changge's palm only made him retreat half a foot and quickly stabilized his steps. Changge was tragic. She held the hilt of the sword and leaned against the sword's support, and she barely fell to the ground. But a smell of sweetness surged in her throat. She opened her mouth uncontrollably and sprayed a mouthful of bright red blood!

"Meng Changge!"

"Long Song!"

Ning Tanxuan and Yin Nuo were both out of date, but were overwhelmed by Yin Jianchen's angry voice, "The competition stopped! Mo Lin, take Meng Changge back to heal his wounds!"

"I didn't lose!"

Changge roared hard, and she argued anxiously, "Your Majesty, Caomin has not yet fallen to the ground, so I request to continue the competition!"

"Meng Changge..."

"The emperor... Caomin begs you!"

Changge tried hard to stand firm, and she looked at the cold man on the stage with pleading in her eyes.

Yin Jian's body trembled slightly, and blue veins popped up on the back of his tightly squeezed hands. He really didn't understand why this young man insisted on being so stubborn!

After struggling for a long time, he could not resist her pitifulness. His thin lips closed and he slowly said a few words, "Okay, I'm sure!"

After the words fell, Yin Jian looked at Lang Zhiping with deep brown eyes, and the deep meaning in his eyes, Lang Zhiping suddenly realized.

Ning Tanxuan was gentle and elegant, and his unparalleled face was covered with a cold and violent anger for the first time.

Changge thanked him, raised his sleeves and wiped the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, adjusted his breath, and nodded to Langzhiping, so the competition began again!

This time, Lang Zhiping, under the hat of completing the task, adopted the method of quick battle and quick decision, almost defending but not attacking. No matter how powerful Changge's offensive was, he just ignored the moves and made sure that he would not be injured!

"… Seventy, seventy, seventy-one... Eighty-three, eighty-four... Ninety, ninety-one..." Mo Lin counted his tricks, and as the fight became more and more intense, his voice became more and more excited. At the end, he shouted with excitement, "Ninety-nine, one hundred, stop!"

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Chapter completed!