Zhao Rui couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Southern Xinjiang could hold a martial arts conference.
The so-called Southern Xinjiang Wulin is actually a civil society formed by the heads of various tribes who select their own warriors.
However, this civil society is very representative and can be regarded as an alliance to some extent, which can bring together all the top leaders of various forces in southern Xinjiang.
Now the entire Miao Territory is headed by Zhao Rui. In other words, he is also the only person who speaks in the entire Miao Territory martial arts world. This letter will naturally be delivered to him.
"Interesting!" Zhao Rui put the letter away: "I would like to see the martial arts competition in southern Xinjiang."
Ziyun hurriedly stepped forward: "Your Highness, think twice. Although we have conquered Miao territory, other forces in southern Xinjiang still regard us as their number one enemy. If you go rashly, I'm afraid..."
Zhao Rui suddenly stood up, approached Ziyun, grabbed her chin and lifted it gently.
"What? Are you worried that the king is in danger?"
Ziyun's pretty face suddenly turned red as blood: "Your Highness, slave..."
Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Rui picked her up by the waist and carried her to the back hall.
"After the mastery of Harsha's magical power, my body feels a little hot. If you, a little girl, come to my door, I won't be polite."
Ziyun struggled symbolically for a few moments before giving up.
These days, Zhao Rui would often catch her on the bed and have sex with her, and she had become accustomed to it over time.
When she was practicing the Ji Sun Divine Art, a considerable part of the internal energy that escaped from Zhao Rui's body went into Ziyun's body, greatly improving her internal energy.
Coupled with the external skills he has practiced in the past few years, he can be regarded as a first-rate master in the world.
Every time the two of them are in a relationship, there will be more or less the phenomenon of internal energy blending, and the yin and yang are supplemented, so that their skills are improved.
The one who benefited the most was Ziyun!
Sang Zhuoli and the native fasting girl also followed Zhao Rui wholeheartedly.
They all have some kung fu in their bodies, and in the process of helping Zhao Rui practice the Harsha Kung Fu, they got some benefits, and they can be regarded as masters.
Zhao Rui kept them by his side and formed a guard.
Southern Xinjiang, King Mu City.
The leaders of the major tribes gathered in the main hall and sat together, with endless sorrow on their faces.
"I really didn't expect that Miao Jiang would completely surrender to Dashang. If this continues, our tribe will be in danger."
"Zhaoli's capture of Liuzhao is already considered a miracle. I originally thought that the Twelve Holy Masters could lead the Miao people to rise up in resistance, but I didn't expect that everything they worked so hard for would actually come to an advantage for King Zhao."
"Now is not the time to sigh. King Zhao has assembled an army of 600,000 in the Miao Territory, and subsequent merchant armies are continuously entering the Miao Territory. If we don't take measures, I am afraid that the entire southern Xinjiang will be included in the territory of the merchants.
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"This Dance Forest Conference is our only chance. As long as King Zhao dares to come, let him never come back."
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The middle-aged man sitting in the main seat did not speak, he just sat there steadily with his eyes closed.
The majestic aura emanating from his body made people want to go up and kneel down involuntarily.
"Prince Mu, your Prince Mu's army is the most powerful force in southern Xinjiang. We can only stand up and cheer up. If we unite everyone, we may be able to defeat the Shang army!"
"When the coalition forces advance further, they may be able to capture the Central Plains."