In the military competition, everyone actually has an idea of who will compete in the end. Yuwen Daye and Li Taiping both hope to enter the imperial city and show off their skills in front of the saints.
The encounter between the two today attracted many people to watch, wanting to see who could win. This made the other eleven arenas quite deserted.
But being deserted does not mean that the battle is not fierce. This is the arena where Jin Wuwei is, and a life and death battle is being staged.
Feng Tianyang, the commander of the Imperial City Guards, the legendary Lord Yijinji, was in the ring. But his opponent was Qiu Yi Xing, a master in the account of his old employer, His Highness the Crown Prince.
It is such a coincidence that one's own family beats one's own family, but things are just such a coincidence. Of course, if anyone really regards this as a coincidence, then it will be in vain to blind Hongdao Emperor.
Feng Tianyang is short-sighted and the prince is not understanding. The old emperor is telling the prince that although Feng Tianyang was born in the prince's palace, he is now mine and he should let go when it is time.
He doesn't think so much. He only remembers one thing. When he came, the Holy Spirit said that he could only win and not lose.
As a ninth-level battle master, is there any suspense about the outcome? There is no suspense. But why is there so much suspense in the arena?
The Ninth Grade is indeed the Ninth Grade, but Feng Tianyang is not single-minded. A guy who was a Seventh Grade a year ago, but is actually a Ninth Grade guy, no one can figure out how deep he hides.
Qiu Yixing, the direct disciple of Sword Demon, although he has not achieved great success in dual cultivation, he is still one of the best master-level masters in the world. His sword skills are ruthless and his methods are as brutal as his master's.
When such a person enters the prince's tent, it is to give the old Taoist priest face, so it is impossible for him to be completely obedient. The prince asks him to let go and lose half a move, which is just a joke to him.
He didn't give in, but how come the ninth-level guy in front of him hadn't been defeated yet? Why was this stupid guy not stupid at all in what he was doing? This was very unreasonable.
The Crazy Knife Sect, a sect that Qiu and his party had never heard of after spending their whole lives in the world, had such an alien.
Feng Tianyang's swordsmanship is not like his people, who are careless all day long. Instead, it shows a trace of vicissitudes of life and simplicity, and has the charm of a master of swordsmanship.
In Qiu Yixing's eyes, he had seen such a knife before. The famous boy from the Nangong family had such a knife.
Who is Nangong Shou? He is the future head of the Nangong family and one of the four great princes in the world. Who is Feng Tianyang? He is just a stick in the legend.
In fact, Qiu Yi Xing has already developed a real fire. A ninth-level man can be dispatched with a dozen or so moves. Now that he has passed a hundred moves, the kid is still alive and kicking. What's even more annoying is that this guy is not weak, and his mouth can also move.
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This time Bufeng Tianyang slashed horizontally with his sword, and there was a sound of gold and iron, and it was an even situation again. That mouth started to make people angry again.
"Old sir, have you ever heard that boxing is afraid of young people? Old man, you have to admit it. If you don't, it won't work. Look at the big beard and the white eyebrows. Why don't you accept old age?"
"It takes so much effort for the Grandmaster to reach the ninth level. Why are you always so stubborn? If I hadn't seen that it was not easy for you to live to this age, and I was afraid that you would break up after fighting, I would have tried my best to take action."
The answer to Feng Tianyang was Qiu Yi Xing's angry sword. The sword was sharp and full of murderous intent, just like a ghost crawling out of purgatory. In addition to resentment, his eyes were full of malice towards this world.
Facing this sword, Feng Tianyang did not dodge or dodge, but faced the blade...
Qiu Yixing finally laughed after the fight. He really had no brains. Grandpa's move focused on the intention rather than the form. How could a fool like you be able to take it.
But he saw Feng Tianyang, with his eyebrows crossed and his hair like an iron brush, laughing wildly with his sword: "Look at me, General, slaying ghosts and destroying gods and demons, so that I can understand. With me, Feng Tianyang, how can gods and ghosts mess with people's hearts?"
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Feng Tianyang held the knife in both hands and pointed at the sky, his foot penetrated the bluestone into the ground, and he slashed out with the sound of wind and thunder, killing ghosts and gods...
Qiu and his party were defeated, in the hands of a fool, in the hands of a crazy person. The grandmaster lost the ninth rank, and lost a lifetime of honor and disgrace.
Abandon the knife, turn around, laugh...
Mistaking old vinegar for ink will make the paper sour throughout my life.
Qiu Yixing was laughing at himself, wondering what kind of swordsmanship he had practiced in his life.
Feng Tianyang's sneer, the prince's thumbs-up smile, and the generals' confusion. All of this has nothing to do with him and Qiu and his party...
The news of Feng Tianyang's victory instantly ignited the entire military camp. It turns out that the ninth grade can also fight against the Grandmaster.
The prince lost a game, but he was very happy. He used this defeat to tell his father that he was a filial son and an obedient filial son.
It doesn't matter whether he wins or loses, and it doesn't matter if Qiu and his party leave. He still has Niu Xuanyu in his hands, and Erhei, who has won before he even draws his sword.
The eldest princess is beautiful and has a noble status. After the Jinyang War, there was a black man next to her. Not only the people in the imperial city knew about it, but it had also spread among the public.
It was against etiquette, against the rules, and there were too many things that were inconsistent with it, but the current Holy Emperor said nothing and even tacitly allowed Erhei to enter and leave the harem.
Today the legendary Erhei appears again, and he is fighting against a fierce general in the army who is also a master in cultivation.
This fierce general who never took a step back during the battle in Jinyang retreated without the black charcoal-headed sword being unsheathed.
This dear friend only said one sentence after he left the field, and the generals no longer wanted to ridicule him.
"When you meet those eyes, you have to retreat."
The two armies competed, and two legendary figures were born, a ninth-level defeated grandmaster, and a sword-wielding master who won two games in a row.
Such two powerful people easily took away the halo from Li Taiping and Yuwen Daye, and became the hottest topic in Daxing City.
Li Taiping and Yuwen Daye have been fighting for half an hour, but there is still no result, and everyone in the audience has lost interest.
General Dian frowned and couldn't help but secretly thought: If the fight continues like this, when will it be over? He still has to miss lunch.
Nangong Yu and Du Huwei went from being nervous and anxious at the beginning to being relaxed and leisurely now. This transformation happened naturally over time.
After another half hour, there were fewer and fewer people watching the fight under the ring. I guess I ran out of patience, or I felt full before watching, so I was in a hurry.
The two people in the ring became more and more excited as they fought, and they felt a great sympathy for each other. In fact, this was not the case. It was just that opponents were hard to find, and it was even harder to meet those who could have a hearty fight.
Li Taiping was using Yuwen's great cause as a whetstone, and Yuwen's great cause was not the same. The two of them displayed what they had learned in their lives, practicing and sharpening their swords in life and death.
In fact, by this point in the fight, winning or losing is no longer important to the two of them. They have gained more in this battle, which cannot be bought with money, nor can it be accumulated over time.
In the afternoon at Jinwuwei's camp, eleven arenas were already empty, and only the last one was left with the sword energy lingering around it, never leaving.
The hungry General Dian, facing the scorching sun, hung his head in a daze. He was too lazy to watch the endless battle. He didn't care about winning or losing. He only cared about deciding the winner as soon as possible. Okay. Eat a packed meal and get some sleep.
Nangong Yu and Du Huwei are among the few people who have persisted.
They had never seen such a tough guy. That Yuwen Daye could hold on to three swords and a pair of iron fists, and persisted for so long in a disadvantageous situation, and he still seemed to have a high fighting spirit.
King Qi didn't leave either. He didn't even feel the heat or hunger. Dad's guards won, and brother's thugs also won. The glory was taken by others. If he didn't win this game, where would he put his face?
He knew who was behind the trouble, but he couldn't afford to offend him, so he could only hope that Yuwen Daye would be able to speak out and try to save some face.
Imperial City Penglai Island, Yanyue Tower. Emperor Hongdao was alone on the ninth floor in a daze. It was not until Li Fuguo came to his side that he turned around and asked.
"Li Taiping won?"
There has been no news for so long. It is obvious that Yuwen Daye is not capable enough, so the old emperor asked this question.
Li Fuguo bowed and said: "Even if we don't win, it's not far off. But don't worry, Your Majesty, tomorrow Li Taiping will face Niu Xuanyu. I think his good luck has come to an end."
"Niu Xuanyu? Who is he?"
Li Fuguo hurriedly replied: "Your Majesty, this person is a disciple of Wuchen."
"Is there Wuchen in the west that covers half the sky?"
Seeing Li Fuguo nodding, Emperor Hongdao smiled slightly: "I think that boy will definitely lose tomorrow."
Li Fuguo did not dare to say anything. Now was not the time to make sure. If Li Taiping's opponent was Erhei, he could say a few words to make the emperor happy.
But then the Holy Master asked: "If Niu Xuanyu wins, will that kid die?"
Li Fuguo hurriedly explained: "What a master is like, a disciple is like. Wu Chen kills people like crazy, and Niu Xuanyu has gone even worse in recent years. Enemies in the world can be arranged from Daxing to Dongdu."
Emperor Hongdao nodded, and suddenly remembered something: "I ordered Nangong Shou to be appointed as the general of the Zuo Tun Guard. I remember that Nangong Yu and Du Huwei were in the Zuo Tun Guard. It would be better to lift them up. Nangong Shou helps me."
Even though Emperor Hongdao is old, his mind is still very bright. He remembers certain things and people clearly.
For a generation of emperors, Emperor Hongdao was very extraordinary. His talent and wisdom in the city were unparalleled. He just valued women too much and sometimes did stupid things.
Emperor Hongdao also knew that his weakness was women, but he just couldn't control himself, otherwise he wouldn't have offended that Zhongli family member.
Originally, as he turned seventy, his needs in that area diminished a lot, but thanks to the prince's longevity pill, he regained his lost youth.
For him, that pill is good and bad. The good thing is that he is energetic and energetic, and he can work in this position for ten or twenty years more. The bad thing is that another woman has caught his eye.
Emperor Hongdao touched the empty bed, as if the woman was beside him, looking at him with a smile.
The most beautiful thing is gazing with infinite meaning, as if we have met each other before in a previous life.
Emperor Hongdao had never fallen in love at first sight in his life. Although he had liked many women and possessed many women, that woman alone last year entered his heart at first sight and was unforgettable.
This bed was built by Emperor Hongdao himself with hammer and nail. This was his intention. He sighed while caressing the wooden bed.
"If I had known that it would be so disturbing to people's hearts, why would I not have known each other in the first place..."