Huo Feiteng swallowed unconsciously and slowly took a step back.
"Contest? Why?"
Zhao Rui threw a letter in front of Huo Feiteng with anger on his face.
"You have offended the royal family by leaving such a useless thing in the palace. I think you are a member of the Jianghu, so I don't need to arrest you under the Great Commercial Law. You and I will use the rules of the Jianghu to solve the problem."
There were many martial arts people present, and when they heard this, they all cast admiring glances at Zhao Rui.
King Zhao, a great businessman, could have mobilized troops to round up Huo Feiteng, but he only brought a few officers and garrison troops here to compete with Huo Feiteng.
With such magnanimity and such a big heart, no matter who he is, he will fall in love with him.
Huo Feiteng took a sip of wine and slowly stood up.
"Your Highness King Zhao, it's not that I despise the imperial court. Since ancient times, matters in the Jianghu must be resolved according to the rules of the Jianghu, but the great merchants intend to interfere in our affairs in the Jianghu..."
"So I am here today to talk to you about the rules of the world!" He interrupted Huo Feiteng directly and arrived in front of him in a flash.
"I will not bully you, just draw your sword."
Forced to this point, Huo Feiteng had no choice but to pull out the big knife from behind.
In fact, he knew that with his kung fu, he was no match for Zhao Rui, but he already had a plan in mind, and he would use light kung fu to escape from here as soon as he made a move.
But as soon as this thought came to his mind, Zhao Rui's body flashed over and he slashed hard with the King Yu Sword in his hand.
Huo Feiteng was frightened to the extreme, and he quickly raised his sword to resist, but at the moment of contact, his seemingly hard sword was split into two halves.
Before he could react, Zhao Rui's long knife fell again.
In panic, Huo Feiteng's body flashed rapidly, trying to avoid the long knife.
Just when he climbed onto the beam and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt a cold feeling on his arm.
His right hand was cut off abruptly, and Zhao Rui also came behind him.
"impossible!"
Huo Feiteng yelled and fell directly to the ground.
His Qinggong can be said to be the best in the world, no one has been able to match him since his debut, and he had already moved such a long distance just now, even Wu Chengtian, who is the best in the world, may not be able to catch up with him.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Rui almost reached the rafters next to him.
The next moment, the extremely dark long knife was pressed against Huo Feiteng's neck.
"The rules of martial arts competitions in the arena, you and I were fighting a life-and-death duel just now! I should have killed you, but I am still willing to give you a chance and give me a reason not to kill you."
Huo Feiteng seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, his head spinning rapidly.
"I can serve Dashang. My Qinggong skills are unrivaled in the world. If Dashang wants to create an army in which everyone knows Qinggong skills, I am willing to do my best!"
Zhao Rui snorted coldly, his face full of disdain.
"It seems that my Qinggong skills are not inferior to yours. I can build such an army. What can I do with you?"
Huo Feiteng's breathing was extremely rapid. He now had no arm and was a useless person. He was of no use to Zhao Rui or even Dashang.
While he was thinking, Zhao Rui's long knife was already placed on his neck.
"It seems that you are of no use to me. If that's the case, then go and die."
Huo Feiteng's eyes were filled with horror. Before he could speak, the long knife had already cut across his throat.
All the martial arts people present widened their eyes. No one expected that King Zhao's Qinggong could be on par with the Flying Eagle outside the Pass, or even better than it.
"Liaocheng Wulin, starting from today, is willing to accept His Highness as the leader of the alliance."
I don't know who shouted, and all the martial arts people present knelt down.