Chapter 696 The people of the Western Regions are tricky
As long as the morning sun is around, my brother Shu Zheyu will not die.
"Your Majesty will never forget that there are still two rounds left." Yu Chiqi reminded Xiao Junze.
Xiao Junze stood there with a condensed air, his hands behind his back. "This time, who does the general want to fight first?"
Yuchi squinted his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth with a smile. "You are a guest who comes from afar, and God invites you first."
Xiao Junze's eyes darkened, Yuchi was afraid of fighting because of others.
His fingers slowly clenched, and Xiao Junze was silent for a long time.
Yu Chizhe knew the strength of Mu Huaicheng and Jing Li, so naturally he would not arrange the battle situation as expected.
"Since the Western Region is the master, how can we let the guests overtake the master?" Chaoyang said in a deep voice, coming to Xiao Junze's rescue.
"That's right, the Western Region can't afford to lose, right?" Fuyao sneered.
"It's because the visitor is a guest, so I asked Fengtian to choose first." Yuchichi had no intention of giving in. He had already reached a draw and could never lose.
"Shameless to the extreme." Fuyao cursed teasingly.
Yu Chi was unmoved.
"Your Majesty, let me come up." Mu Huaicheng raised his hand.
Xiao Junze shook his head and glanced at Jing Li. "If it's critical, I want you to save your life."
Jing Li nodded and came forward with his sword.
"The Western Region is the home field, but other countries have taken over. It seems that if Fengtian wins, this Western Region... will belong to Fengtian sooner or later." Chaoyang sat back on his chair, his words were extremely harsh.
Yu Chiqi clenched his hands and glanced at Chaoyang angrily. As a saint from the Western Region, she actually protected people from other countries like this!
If Chaoyang hadn't disrupted the situation just now, he wouldn't have ended up in a draw!
Originally, he was the one with the best chance of winning.
"Zhao Peng, we are also the vanguard of close combat, do you have any chance of winning?" Yu Chiqi glanced back at his men.
"Of course." Zhao Peng narrowed his eyes and looked down on Jing Li.
Jing Li was just a secret guard, and there was no comparison with someone like him who came from a dead soldier camp in the Western Regions.
"Come on!" Yuchi turned around and sat back down.
Zhao Peng is not tall and extremely fast, but lacks strength and is more of an assassin-type melee vanguard.
Jing Li is also a member of the Fengtian Secret Guard Camp. In a sense, this is also a secret competition between the two countries.
The late Emperor Fengtian's secret guard camp and the Western Region's Anmei Tower's dead soldier camp. The contest between the two great powers simply started with the sword.
As for other countries, counties and tribes, they are just watching the fire from the other side.
During this period, they will also make a choice to surrender or become attached to a more powerful country.
"I'm offended." Jing Li was very polite and bowed to him.
Even in the competition, he still embodies the style of a great country in Fengtian. Fengtian... is a country of etiquette, unlike the Western Regions, a foreign country with many wild natures.
And the people of the Western Regions are indeed arrogant and arrogant, which is in sharp contrast to Jing Li's meekness and courtesy.
"Fengtian is indeed a land of etiquette."
"That's right, my little general saluted you, but he was so arrogant."
There was a lot of discussion among those watching the battle.
Chaoyang glanced at He Gu thoughtfully and motioned for her to go and make the water muddy.
"The general is here to fight, not to show off the so-called etiquette." Yu Chiqi sarcastically said.
Jing Li was not affected and performed very steadily at the beginning.
Chaoyang was very familiar with Jing Li's methods, but even more familiar with Zhao Peng.
Zhao Peng is a dead soldier of Anmei Tower, and he is from the same school as her and Baili.
Jing Li was from the Fengtian secret guard camp. He was selected by the Changsun family in his early years and trained secretly.
There is no doubt that the Changsun family back then was not inferior to the dead soldiers camp of Dark Mei Tower in the Western Regions.
Both of them are good at close combat. Although Jing Li's stature is not as good as the other's ghost, he is better than his opponent in terms of strength.
Zhao Peng couldn't keep the distance, and when the stick of incense was halfway through, he felt a little unsteady.
Yu Chizhe's face became more and more ugly. Unexpectedly... people from Fengtian are difficult to deal with.
Zhao Peng was stabbed in the shoulder by Jing Li and quickly retreated, giving Yuchi a thoughtful look.
Yuchi squinted his eyes as a gesture, and the two of them understood each other tacitly.
Gritting his teeth, Zhao Peng didn't know what he swallowed, and his strength increased significantly in a short period of time.
Chaoyang's face darkened and he clenched the armrest with his fingers. "He cheated."
"No one will believe it without direct evidence." Yin Cheng shook his head.
"Put the pills in your mouth that are made from Dangrangzi and Rehmannia glutinosa deer blood in advance. Swallowing it can increase your strength in a short time. However, the sequelae are that the kidney essence is used as a consumable. If you take one pill, it will take seven days."
Chaoyang gritted his teeth, Zhao Peng increased his strength, and Jing Li was at a disadvantage.
But when Yuchi asked Zhao Peng to take medicine, it meant that the Western Region had been lost.
Chaoyang glanced at Xiao Junze subconsciously. Apparently... he also noticed something was wrong.
"In this way, you can win without force." Fuyao smiled, holding Xie Yulan's hand and teasing him softly.
He is from Poison Valley, so he can tell the clues at a glance.
Xie Yulan was still immersed in nervousness, fearing that Jingli would have the upper hand.
Jing Li was surprised at how the opponent's strength suddenly increased significantly. It didn't seem like he was deliberately hiding his strength before.
Jing Li was hit hard on the chest, and Jing Li stepped back and almost fell out of the ring.
Xiao Junze happened to be behind Jing Li and pushed him, allowing Jing Li to use his strength to kick Zhao Peng back.
After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Jing Li swung his sword around and used the tricks commonly used by killers to deal with Zhao Peng.
And Zhao Peng also uses every move he makes to kill.
Obviously, the Western Regions not only want to win, but also take the opportunity to get rid of Fengtian's general.
"Jing Li!" Zhao Peng's sword passed by, and Jing Li ducked behind him, but the opponent still had a dagger in his hand and attacked Jing Li's abdomen.
"The Western Region has gone too far, this is a sneak attack!"
"Is this how the generals of the Western Regions fight?" Xie Yulan frowned and looked at Yuchi Qi.
"Soldiers never tire of deceit. On the battlefield, a general who can kill the enemy is a good general." Yu Chiqi still disagreed, obviously he had already made arrangements.
Jing Li's abdomen was scratched. The wound was not deep, but there was a long gash.
His body suddenly became stiff. Jing Li looked down at the location of the wound...it was poisonous.
It's not a poison, it's a poison that can paralyze his limbs and make him move slowly.
"Damn... so despicable!" Jing Li cursed, but he usually wouldn't curse.
Chaoyang stood up suddenly and saw something was wrong with Jing Li. "Yu Chiqi, your sword is poisonous!"
Yu Chiqi took a light sip of tea. "The knives of our soldiers are all cut with raw hemp, and raw hemp is added to the forging iron juice. There is no such thing as deliberately poisoning them."
Chaoyang clenched his fingers one by one, despicable!
Jing Li was completely at a disadvantage, and Zhao Peng punched Jing Li directly on the wound on his abdomen.
"Jing Li... admit defeat. As long as I win the next game, it will be a draw." Mu Huaicheng stepped forward in a panic and asked Jing Li to come down. He was poisoned and his limbs were stiff. Zhao Peng would beat him to death.
Jing Li glanced at the stick of incense in the incense burner with firm eyes.
Brother Shu Zheyu can hold on, so can he.
At least... until it's a draw.
"No matter what the outcome is, everyone knows that Fengtian has won." Fuyao looked at his fingers in pain. Xie Yulan became nervous and grabbed his hand, pinching him until it turned red...
This is not okay, how could he make his wife so angry?
His eyes darkened, and as the swing swung, an invisible black insect followed by a grape seed landed on Zhao Peng's neck.
"Hiss..." Zhao Peng felt something fall into his neck and reached out to touch it. It was a grape seed.
With a snort, Zhao Peng continued to kill Jing Li.
If he refuses to admit defeat, then beat him until he is dead!