Zhao Rui's face was full of disdain and he just waved to Ziyun.
The little girl already looked eager to try. She took out the sword from her waist, held it in her hand, and arrived in front of her in a flash.
The lama on the opposite side looked like he was caught off guard. He didn't expect Ziyun to be so fast, so he helped lift the long knife to deal with it.
The two exchanged a few moves, and the long knife in Lama's hand was knocked to the ground, and Ziyun's short knife was placed on the other's neck.
Jiu Hongzhi never thought that a little girl could be so skilled.
Zhao Rui was not surprised at all. Since the day Ziyun followed him, he has been studying almost every day.
She has learned a lot about battle techniques, battle formations and country-governing strategies. If she is given an army, she can also conquer cities and territories.
Moreover, her kung fu improved by leaps and bounds, and in the end, Zhao Rui even personally opened up the meridians in her body.
A small lama is naturally no match for her.
But just when Ziyun turned around and stepped back, the lama suddenly pulled out a short sword from his body and stabbed her in the back.
Zhao Rui's pupils suddenly dilated. He didn't expect these guys to be so shameless. They had already lost and even attacked from behind.
He rushed over like lightning, grabbed the dagger with lightning speed, chopped it down hard, and cut off the lama's arm directly.
The shrill screams pierced the night sky, and all the lamas present stood up.
"His Royal Highness King Zhao is too cruel. The competition is already over, why do you still need to cut off his arm?"
Zhao Rui ignored it, just turned around and scolded Ziyun like a teacher.
"I have taught you many times that when facing an enemy of life and death, you must put him to death. As long as you give him a breath, he will fight back and even kill you! How much more do I need to teach you this truth?
How many times will you understand?"
Ziyun naturally understood what Zhao Rui meant, and he simply told these lamas clearly that this was not a martial arts competition at all, but a life-and-death fight.
She responded obediently and stepped aside.
Zhao Rui inserted the King Yu Sword aside and drew the King Mo Sword from his body.
"Master Imperial Master, since I am already standing here, let's get started. I don't know whether you will do it yourself or send your unscrupulous guys to do it together."
Jiu Hongzhi snorted coldly. In his opinion, no matter how good the princes and kings of Dashang were in fighting, their kungfu was not very good. At most, they only had some military skills on the battlefield.
"His Royal Highness King Zhao didn't take action himself, so I can't neglect it. I'm just afraid that I will hurt His Highness if I take action. I'll have my disciples play with you."
Zhao Rui suddenly wanted to laugh. It seemed that the national master in front of him was quite confident.
He didn't say much, raised his sword and coldly pointed at the more than 20 people approaching.
"I don't think there's any need to waste time. You guys can come together."
The twenty-some lamas were stunned for a moment, and all looked at Jiu Hongzhi.