Since the fight between An Lushan and Yang Guozhong, Li Mo has been keeping an eye on the news on the other side of the embankment.
However, more than half a month has passed but no major action has been heard from either side.
"Lord, there is a saying that... Tubo will hold a martial arts competition with the Tang Dynasty in the west of Chang'an City in one month. Six out of ten games will be won, and a state will be bet on it. The emperor has passed down an imperial edict, and everyone who fights on behalf of the Tang Dynasty will
As long as the martial arts warriors can win a match, they will be able to obtain a copy of the manuscripts of Yuan Tiangang, the imperial master during the Taizong period."
Li Zhe did not dare to neglect and hurriedly told the news.
"A martial arts tournament? With Tubo? And you even bet a whole state on it?"
Li Mo was a little confused, this was really unexpected.
As for Yuan Tiangang's handwriting, Li Mo had also learned about it since he reached the peak of the sixth-grade warrior, and knew that it was something that a ninth-grade master dreamed of.
"Did Tubo start it?"
After thinking for a moment, Li Mo asked again.
"My lord, it is said that the letter of credence was sent first by Tibet. When the emperor saw it, he was furious on the spot, and then he passed on the imperial edict."
"I got it! Although I don't know what Tubo wants to do by provoking this martial arts tournament, but it is definitely related to the 30,000 sets of sophisticated armors placed in Ruyang."
Pacing, Li Mo pondered.
When did Tubo not send an envoy to the Tang Dynasty to compete in martial arts, but it happened to be captured in Ruyang, and 10,000 sets of armor came to compete in the Tang Dynasty after being blocked, which makes people have to think about this aspect.
"In this way, send a message to Senior Shi Mo to inform him of the matter. In addition... send a message to Chang'an Qingfeng Pavilion to let them keep an eye on the movements there."
After coming back to his senses, Li Mo spoke.
"My lord, you mean...that we want to be involved in this matter?"
Hearing this, Li Zhe's eyes lit up.
Yibo Tower currently has three ninth-grade warriors and one quasi-ninth-grade warrior. It will definitely be lively if they participate.
"Well, even if it's not for Yuan Tiangang's manuscripts, I still have to go and take a look. But this matter needs to be discussed in the long run... Since Tubo dared to take the initiative to challenge the warriors of the Tang Dynasty, they must be fully prepared."
Li Mo nodded.
If other foreign countries hold this martial arts competition, Ruyang may not participate, but Tubo must make it clear.
"yes!"
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At the same time, Fan Yang, Jiedushi Mansion, and An Lushan also received the news.
"A tourney? Are you betting on the land of a state?"
After thinking for a moment, An Lushan waved his sleeves,
"Go and ask Mr. Mountain Master to come over."
"Yes, my lord!"
The ghost-faced counselor bowed and retreated.
After about two sticks of incense, an imposing old man in his seventies, wearing a black cloak, stepped into the lobby.
He is the mountain lord of Mount Sumeru, Fengchi, and the only ninth-level warrior in Mount Sumeru.
"Mr. Feng, please sit down!"
Facing Fengchi, An Lushan's attitude was much more polite.
"Thank you, lord."
Nodding slightly, Feng Chi sat on the side seat.
"Mr. Feng, it's like this..."
An Lushan immediately explained everything about the martial arts tournament.
Especially when An Lushan mentioned Yuan Tiangang's letters, the excitement and bloodlust in Feng Chi's eyes never dissipated.
"It's so good, I will definitely go to war."
After An Lushan finished speaking, Feng Chi spoke immediately without any hesitation.
Whether the Tang Dynasty loses or wins in the end has nothing to do with him. Anyway, as long as he wins his game, he can get the Yuan Tiangang Codex, which is enough.
"Sir, have you already made up your mind?"
An Lushan touched his beard.
"My lord, within a hundred years, only Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng have broken through to the ninth level. If I can get Yuan Tiangang's handwritten notes and learn a thing or two...how can I be afraid of Li Taibai and Shisheng from Yi Bo Lou?"
?”
Feng Chi narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Overwhelm layman Qinglian and the poet sage? Then...according to what the gentleman said. In one month, the gentleman can take his entourage to Chang'an."
An Lushan's eyes lit up.
Not to mention what Tubo's plan is, as long as Fengchi can gain something this time, it will not be a loss.
Moreover, Feng Chi's trip to Chang'an West alone will not affect Fan Yang's overall situation.
As for whether Fengchi will lose?
An Lushan never thought about it and would not think about it. As one of the five ninth-grade masters in the Tang Dynasty, how could Fengchi lose?
"good!"
.......
There are no secrets in the world, especially the showdown between top masters. The last battle between Tianyin Sect and Qingfeng Pavilion caused a sensation in the world, not to mention the showdown between Tubo and Datang.
At noon,
Both warriors above the seventh rank and people in the world below the seventh rank are discussing this matter.
Chang'an, a restaurant,
Several warriors were talking eloquently and excitedly while pushing cups and changing cups.
"How many masters do you think our Tang Dynasty will show up at this martial arts competition?"
"There must be a lot of warriors watching, but not many will take the stage. The Tubo folk customs are fierce, and there is no shortage of top masters in the country... Therefore... maybe only warriors of the eighth grade or above are qualified to take the stage."
"That's true! Going to the seventh level means you will die."
"That's right, if nothing else, the Qinglian layman and the Poet Saint of Yibo Tower will definitely take action, and the leader of the Tianyin Sect and the Master of Mount Xumi will not be idle either. As for the bad commander, it's hard to say."
"Why is this?"
"What the emperor took out this time was the handbook of the national master Yuan Tiangang. This is fatally attractive to other ninth-grade warriors, but it may not be so attractive to bad commanders!"
"You mean...Bad Handsome has already seen it?"
"That's natural. Bad guys are controlled by the royal family. How could such things not be given to bad guys?"
"Wait a minute, there's something wrong with what you said!"
"wrong?"
A warrior frowned when he heard that his inference was denied.
"Of course, don't forget... What is the bet between Tubo and the Tang Dynasty this time? One state! This has involved the fate of the country. As a sharp sword in the hands of the royal family, the bad commander will definitely take action!"
"This...doesn't that mean that Datang will definitely win this time?"
"Must win? Not necessarily!"
"What? There are variables? There are only five ninth-level warriors in the Tang Dynasty. In addition, there is a wine god Zhang Xu in Yibo Tower. He should have already stepped into the ninth level!
Counting him, there are six. According to the rules of the competition, if we win six out of ten games, will Datang lose?"
"That's true! Why does Ke Yi Bo Lou have to use all his masters? As long as he wins one game, he can get the code. If he can't win the others, there is no need."
The warrior opened his mouth to analyze again.
"Hey, don't tell me...that's really what happened."
"So...Whether Datang can win the competition this time depends entirely on the face of Yibo Tower. If the Lord of Yibo Tower gives the order, Datang may win. But if it is the Lord of Yibo Tower,
Don’t open your mouth…then…”
The warrior sighed.
"Probably not. This involves the fate of the country, and the Lord of Yibo Tower will definitely not stand idly by."
"No? If I were the master of Yibo Tower, I wouldn't let all the masters under my command be used. Why? Why should Yibo Tower play the leading role in the national destiny of the Tang Dynasty?
What benefits did the imperial court give to Yi Bo Lou?"
