This Luo Sihai is the son of Luo Fenghuo, one of the two pillars of Baiyun Villa. He is good at wielding a giant sword, and his one move "Fenghuo Four Rises" is almost a true inheritance from his father.
Lei Shaojing is the most talented young disciple in the Golden Summit Palace. He has a three-foot-long sword that is golden in color and has a slender sword spike hanging from the hilt. It looks even more graceful as it swings.
Luo Sihai rushed to attack. Although his giant sword was not as heavy as his father's ninety-six kilogram iron sword, it still weighed a full fifty-eight kilograms.
, causing the stones on the ground to roll, and with one slash, the force at the end was heavy and heavy.
Lei Shaojing looked at the sword wind coming towards his face, frowned, and did not dare to fight head-on. He immediately used the Confused Steps to deal with Luo Sihai on the field. But as soon as the "Beacon Fire Rises" move was launched, a series of attacks came from all directions.
With eight cuts, ordinary people would simply not be able to dodge if they wanted to.
Lei Shao watched in shock as the blade of the blade swiped across his waist. He blocked it with the long sword in his hand, and there was a "dang" sound, and the tiger's mouth was shocked and painful.
"This knife is really heavy!"
Before Lei Shao could gasp in shock, Luo Sihai used another move, "Smoke Soaring to the Sky". This move was exactly his uncle Luo Langyan's famous move, where he broke the ground with his heavy sword and then rose into the air. In the past, Luo Langyan did this.
Twenty-three famous knights were broken in half by the sword, which shows the ferocity of this move.
"Luo Sihai's two moves are really wonderful. No wonder Baiyun Villa has been gaining momentum recently and there are such talented young people."
"Don't talk too much. This is just the beginning. We still don't know who will win or lose."
"Look at the Taoist priest from the Golden Dome Palace. He can't resist these two moves. Do you still expect him to win?"
People under the stage were talking a lot, and the two people on the stage were also fighting fiercely.
Luo Sihai smashed his heavy sword to the ground, turned his hands, and swung the long sword up like a line. The sword wind was so strong that it could break the body and draw blood within an arm's length.
Lei Shao stared at the sword in shock and thought to himself: Good guy has strength, let me show you how powerful I am.
I saw him use the move "Plucking Onions on Dry Land", his body jumped up three feet, and then he did a somersault in the air like a kite. The long sword in his hand threw out a sword flower, and the slender sword spike moved with the force, just in time.
Luo Sihai's eyes were fascinated.
At this moment, Lei Shaojing used the "Feng Huitou" move, and the long sword was already pressed against Luo Sihai's back.
Victory or defeat can happen in an instant.
Luo Sihai still wanted to turn around and fight again, but a mass of coldness behind his back forced him to just stand there.
"Master Lei is shocked!"
Everyone in the audience was stunned when they heard the result. Just now they had sworn that Lei Shaojing was sure to win, so why did Luo Sihai suddenly lose?
"This... what's going on? Why did Luo Sihai suddenly lose? How many tricks did he do?"
"Yes, this can't be a trap, right? Did the Taoist priest from the Golden Summit Palace spend money?"
Listening to everyone's discussion, an old man in gray robe pinched his beard and said calmly: "This Luo Sihai's blind attack has already made people see its flaws. The wolf smoke rising into the sky and the beacon fire all around are extremely fierce moves. This just now
He still hasn’t seen through the truth that it won’t last long, and he’s a little too young after all.”
Everyone in the audience heard that what the old man in gray robe said made sense, and they were all curious about the old man's identity, and asked: "Old man, are you also a practicing master?"
The old man in gray robe smiled and said: "What a practicing master, he just has a mixed knowledge and knows a little bit about everything."
"May I ask the old man his name?"
"How can an old beggar have a great name?" The old man in gray robe squinted his eyes, smiled slightly, and said nothing.
On the other side, the children of the dynasty.
"Liu Lang of the Later Han Dynasty versus Jiang Zuo Yan Wushuang."
Liu Lang is the second son of the Han Dynasty King Bingjian. He is known as the "Sai Bawang" among the Five Kingdoms of Kyushu. This shows that his bravery is one of the best among the young princes of the Five Kingdoms.
Yan Wushuang was the young minister of Taichang Temple in Jiangzuo. Although he was a member of the royal family, because of the weak power of the Jiangzuo royal family, he could only hold a casual position in Taichang Temple. Therefore, Yan Wushuang's name was prominent in the Kyushu Dynasty and Jianghu.
Not even famous.
"I have long admired the name of Brother Yan, and today I met Jing. It's a pleasure to meet you." Liu Lang cupped his hands and bowed to Yan Wushuang.
Yan Wushuang also returned the courtesy and said: "Brother Liu's name is as loud as thunder. It's really extraordinary to see him today."
Liu and Yan were talking politely on the stage, but everyone in the audience was really talking enthusiastically.
"This tournament king Liu Lang is very handsome. I thought people with this name were all stout men."
"This King of Competitions is both civilized and martial. If he wasn't civilized, martial, and good-looking, how could Liu Lang be called the number one son of Kyushu?"
"Compared to Liu Lang, Yan Wushuang pales in comparison."
"Well, the Jiangzuo royal family is not good enough. The emperor of Jiangzuo is just a puppet. The emperor himself said that Yan and Zhao share the world. Who has the final say in Jiangzuo? You still don't understand?"
"It seems that Yan Wushuang came to ask for marriage in order to marry into the Great Dan Kingdom and escape from Jiangzuo."
"Even if he wants to get married, he has to look at his luck. He met Liu Lang in the first match, which is really bad luck."
Yan Wushuang's luck is really bad. Although he is a member of the royal family, this noble bloodline has not only not become a springboard for him to develop his ambitions, but has become an obstacle. After all, Zhao Hanguo will not believe that he has a royal bloodline.
human.
This competition to recruit a bride is my best opportunity, and I can't lose.
Yan Wushuang thought this in her heart, raised her eyebrows, and gathered all her energy to face this battle.
Take action.
Both sides have taken action.
Liu Lang wielded a long spear, the name of the spear was "Overlord", and his marksmanship was also called "Overlord". As soon as he took action, he had the power of Overlord. The tip of the spear first picked up and then swept away. The strong wind was as strong as blocking the river.
Yan Wushuang turned sideways to avoid the sweep, calmed down, and directed his inner energy to the long sword. In the blink of an eye, a light red light condensed on the silver sword, which was the method of condensing the energy to form it.
Yan Zhuo looked at Yan Wushuang on the stage and was shocked. Why did he know how to "Hundred Refinements of Mysterious Light"? Could it be that Yan Wushuang was also a member of the inner guard?
Yan Zhuo was shocked in the audience, but the two people on the stage were already fighting inextricably.
Liu Lang held the tail of the gun and turned it around his waist. The bright red tassel swung wildly and made a hissing sound. The bright gun head chased Yan Wushuang's waist as if it had eyes. "Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang."
"Bang", in an instant
Although Yan Wushuang was dazzled by the red tassel, the head of Liu Lang's gun barely missed his waist every time. The audience couldn't help but sweat for Yan Wushuang.
"This Sai Bawang's marksmanship is really vicious. He chases after someone's waist and hits him with his spear. Isn't this because he is deliberately trying to make things difficult for his descendants?"
After hearing this, everyone in the audience laughed again. Looking around, they found that the person who said this was still the old beggar who said he knew a little bit about everything.
"Old beggar, who do you think will win this time? If he wins, I will buy you a house and land, and I will marry you two women."
The old man in gray robe smiled: "You are right!"
"a man of his words!"
"Yan Wushuang will definitely win this game."
When the old man in gray robe said this, everyone present looked shocked. Because on the stage at this time, the Overlord Spear in Liu Lang's hand was dancing vigorously, and the spear seemed to have a soul in his hand, revealing
A kind of coercion that is difficult to describe in words.
Although Liu Lang's marksmanship is called Overlord Marksmanship, the spear moves in this marksmanship are not only fierce but also very flexible. Often, as soon as the barrel of the gun is raised, the tip of the spear will pierce Yan Wushuang's waist and ribs, and the little flash of cold light is really changing in an instant.
"Old man, I think Liu Lang's marksmanship is a combination of hardness and softness. It is an excellent martial arts. And seeing that Yan Wushuang can only take a beating at this time, Liu Lang must win this round. You must have misjudged it.
Got it!"
The old man in gray robe smiled, pinched his beard, squinted his eyes, and said calmly: "Just watch."
As soon as the old man in gray robe finished speaking, the light of Yan Wushuang's sword on the stage rose sharply, and the faint red instantly became very bright. With a simple horizontal cut of the sword, the Overlord Spear in Liu Lang's hand was cut off.
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When Liu Lang saw that the spear in his hand was broken, he did not panic. He used his double spear stance and was about to fight Yan Wushuang again, but Yan Wushuang stepped forward and came over like a ghost. The bright red sword blinked in the blink of an eye.
Then he brought it to Liu Lang's neck.
Liu Lang lost.
He lost to Yan Wushuang's first counterattack.
"You win." Liu Lang shook his head and said with a sad smile, "What sword technique did you use?"
"You are the overlord, and your marksmanship is the overlord's marksmanship. My name is Wushuang, and my swordsmanship is the unparalleled swordsmanship."
The swordsmanship is unparalleled, and so is the man, Yan is unparalleled.
Everyone in the audience looked at the old man in gray robes in amazement. Their eyes were as wide as bells, and they looked at this humble old man like a god.
"Old man, you are really amazing. Please tell me who among these people you think can be the Prince Consort of the Great Dan Kingdom."
The old man in gray robe still twisted his beard and smiled: "The secret must not be leaked."
Just when Liu Lang lost the competition, a piece of news broke out in the crowd.
——The fall of the Later Han Dynasty.
Just this morning, the King of the Later Han Dynasty handed over the surrender form to Gu Zhiyuan, the commander-in-chief of Baiyun Villa, in Chengchuan City, and led the 100,000 defenders and 500,000 residents of Chengchuan City to surrender to Baiyun Villa.
Gu Zhiyuan surrendered, and the Later Han Dynasty was destroyed.
Hearing the news of the fall of the Later Han Dynasty, everyone started talking again.
"Why did the Later Han Dynasty collapse? Didn't the Later Han Dynasty have two great passes, Yinping and Dengjiange? Why did the country suddenly collapse?"
"Yes, is this fake news?"
"What fake news? It's absolutely true. I heard that Baiyun Villa and Jiangzuo have received the news."
"Did Baiyun Villa capture Chengchuan, or did the Later Han Dynasty capture Chengchuan?"
"I heard that it was Baiyun Villa. I heard that they descended from the sky like heavenly soldiers, landed in Chengchuan City, and rushed directly into the palace of the Later Han Dynasty. The King of the Later Han Dynasty put his sword on his neck before he even put on his trousers."
Everyone in the audience was talking a lot, and Liu Lang on the stage also heard the news from his servant. He threw the broken gun in his hand on the ground, looked in the direction of his homeland and sighed: "I was thinking about this.
We were able to rejuvenate the country, but now it seems we can only think about restoring the country."
Liu Lang left the crowd silently, like a drop of dew on a lotus leaf. When the crowd's discussion was at its most lively, he left silently and disappeared.
The crowd didn't care at all about Liu Lang's departure. Although they were discussing the fall of the Later Han Dynasty, they no longer cared about the former number one son of Kyushu, the overlord of the Later Han Dynasty.
Competitions to recruit brides are still going on, as if the demise of one country has not affected the pastime of other countries.
After an afternoon of competition, Jiangzuo Yan Wushuang, Jiangzuo Mei Changgui, and Beggars Peng Nanqi became the candidates for the Prince Consort of Great Dan, and Yan Zhuo's mission was finally launched.
Shangguan Yan'er looked at Yan Zhuo, patted his shoulder and said, "I will leave these three people to you."
Yan Zhuo listened to what Shangguan Yan'er said and nodded, but he was worried. He was not worried that he could not defeat these three people. Although Yan Wushuang seemed to be able to master the "Hundred Refinements of Mysterious Light", he could only get started at best.
With his level, one move is enough to deal with him, not to mention Mei Changgui, who can defeat the enemy with just one move. As for Peng Nanqi, this is probably Peng Zhen's son, so you don't need to be too heavy-handed, just fight him with ten moves.
Just give Senior Peng some face.
These were all trivial matters. What he was really worried about was whether something would happen to Qiao Zhenyue, who stayed behind at the Houhan Dengjian Pavilion. What if something happened to Brother Qiao...
Looking at Yan Zhuo's thoughtful look, Shangguan Yan'er smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, I won't break my promise. If you help me deal with them, I will give you this thousand-year-old blood Ganoderma lucidum and I will give you a big piece."
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Yan Zhuo smiled bitterly: "Princess Jinguoyu, of course I am not worried. I was just thinking about the situation in the Hou Han Dynasty. I wonder if there is any news about the princess, please tell me."
"I just learned that Baiyun Villa invaded Chengchuan from Yinping. The leader of Baiyun Villa is named Gu Zhiyuan. I heard he has some tricks."
When Yan Zhuo heard the words "Gu Zhiyuan", he frowned, and the fine lines between his eyebrows were as fine as needles: "Then the territory of the Later Han Dynasty has surrendered? How is the situation at Dengjian Pavilion?"
"I don't know any of this."
Yan Zhuo nodded, forced out a smile, and said: "Okay, let's go and take the imperial examination now. Don't worry, I guarantee you won't get married this time!"
"It's up to you!" Shangguan Yan'er said.
Palace examination.
The leading eunuch said in a calm tone: "Congratulations to you three. This palace exam is a question set by our princess herself. Whoever among the three can defeat our princess's personal guard will become the Prince Consort of the Great Dan Kingdom."
With that said, the leading eunuch pointed towards Yan Zhuo.
Yan Zhuo was seen dressed in black, with a black fox mask on his face, standing proudly on the side of the princess, looking as cold as ice.
Yan Wushuang looked at Yan Zhuo, smiled, and thought to herself: Isn't she just a bodyguard? Humph, this princess of Great Dan is mine.
With this thought in mind, he winked at Mei Changgui, and Mei Changgui also understood and stood up first, saying, "I'm here to ask for advice."
Yan Zhuo nodded, stepped a little lower, and before Mei Changgui could even blink, he flew in front of him like a gust of wind. With just one blow, Mei Changgui flew away and fell to the ground vomiting blood.
Yan Wushuang and Peng Nanqi were stunned. Before they could blink, Mei Changgui flew out alone. This guard seemed not to be trifled with!
