Wei Ning was assassinated, this was clearly an opportunity to warn Wei Qing!
Today's disastrous defeat in the martial arts competition and the assassination of the princess have completely destroyed the majesty of the royal family!
Emperor Yongkang didn't have much real power in his hands, and now the officials had even less confidence in him. They all made their own calculations in their minds, and they all wanted to leave a way out for themselves.
Taking refuge with the King of Beishan and the Prime Minister obviously has a greater chance of winning.
The Southern Wei Dynasty is about to change!
The King of Beishan was secretly delighted, thinking that his uncle's plan could really turn things around!
At this time, he shouted loudly: "Brother, don't be angry, send Ning'er back to have a good rest, and let's continue the competition!"
At this time, Emperor Yongkang was forced into a desperate situation.
Because in this competition, she cannot lose, let alone escape. Once she loses or escapes, King Beishan will definitely find reasons and continue to be aggressive.
Without the support of the people, sooner or later, the sisters will fall into despair!
But now, all the imperial guards are afraid, and no one dares to go up. She, the emperor, is like a lonely person.
"Chen Yunfan, come back quickly." Emperor Yongkang shouted in his heart.
Shen Yunfan is the last savior of the two sisters!
As the atmosphere solidified, Chen Zicai in the corner stepped forward and entered the ring without saying a word.
"Who are you?" King Beishan asked.
"I am Chen Zicai, His Majesty's personal bodyguard." Chen Zicai lifted off his black robe, revealing a gray suit. His old face was full of traces of time.
"Sword Master Chen Zicai?" King Beishan muttered, seeming to be interested.
Naturally, a high-ranking official like Cao Shan in the capital had never heard of Chen Zicai's name. At this time, he reminded him: "Weapons are not allowed in the competition. Please put down your sword!"
King Beishan squinted his eyes, thinking that since the emperor had such a master beside him, he would naturally take this opportunity to find a way to get rid of this person!
So he stood up and shouted: "It's okay, it's not bad to have a fight with weapons!"
Walking aside, he casually took a long knife from the side of the martial arts field and threw it up.
The man above caught the long sword and said with a smile: "I have heard the name of Sword Master for a long time, please don't hold back. I just want to beat you to death, or be beaten to death by you."
Immediately afterwards, the long sword was unsheathed and began to be swung in the air. The man's steps were extremely fast, and his sword skills were unpredictable. One sword after another, the attack was like a tide.
However, Chen Zicai was like a mountain. He only used his sword scabbard to block, and no matter how many tricks the opponent tried, he could not move him at all.
After more than ten moves, at the moment when the long sword stabbed, Chen Zicai suddenly turned sideways, drew his sword, and slashed vertically with the sword!
With a bang, the long knife broke!
"Is this the Sword Master?" The general holding the broken sword swallowed. He originally thought that Chen Zicai was so old that he should have a chance of winning.
Now it seems that the gap between the two is too big!
"I won't kill you." Chen Zicai sheathed his sword. He also knew that he could not kill the Beishan King's people, otherwise the Beishan King would definitely use it as an excuse!
Liu Cheng frowned and quickly winked at Beishan King.
King Beishan understood and immediately shouted: "It's too dangerous to use weapons, so let's fight with bare hands!"
Chen Zicai put the sword on the edge of the ring without any nonsense. Let the majestic swordsman compete with his bare hands, which is no different from cutting off a person's arm. However, he did not complain.
"Second brother, you go." King Beishan greeted.
The second general is considered the most skilled among the seven people present.
He was full of confidence after going up, but what he didn't expect was that within ten moves of the fight, he was losing ground at Chen Zicai's hands!
"The kung fu with bare hands is so great. I am worthy of being the master of swordsmanship who could fight one against a hundred. It's a pity that he is not mine." King Beishan sighed with emotion, looked sharply, and shouted: "Second brother, please come down, third child, go up!"
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A group of young and strong generals actually started a wheel battle!
In just one cup of tea, they changed people four times.
No matter how skilled Chen Zicai was, he was old, so his physical strength soon began to decline and his movements became sluggish.
Emperor Yongkang said gloomily: "Is there such a way to compete in martial arts?"
"Royal brother, what you said is wrong. My people are not exhausted. Of course they can rest before going up. You can also send people up." The King of Beishan said shamelessly.
At this time, in order to help Chen Zicai, Emperor Yongkang actually called two sergeants of the Imperial Guard to come up.
However, there was a huge disparity in strength between them. The two of them were knocked down within a few moves, vomiting blood.
Now, even with the threat of beheading, no one dares to go up!
Chen Zicai's face was full of determination and he said: "Your Majesty, there is no need for anyone to come up again. I can do it."
One person fights six people alone!
After a round of fighting, when the second general came up again, Chen Zicai was already panting and his legs were shaking.
The second general pounced, pinched Chen Zicai and fell to the ground. With a cruel look on his face, he whispered: "Sword Lord, I admire you very much. But we are each our own masters, so don't blame me for being ruthless."
Chen Zicai was pinched until his face turned red!
"Okay, let's end today's competition!" Emperor Yongkang said with a look of unbearable expression.
"Hey, my brother, the competition is not over yet! This competition is related to the prestige of the Southern Wei Dynasty, how can it be abandoned halfway? Colleagues, do you think the competition should end?"
"This..." All the officials looked at each other, this was obviously to force them to take sides!
While he was hesitating, Liu Cheng suddenly shouted angrily: "Your Majesty beat me up as a rebel the day before yesterday, and now he insists on ending the competition. I really don't know what to say. What's the prestige of our Southern Wei State with such nonsense?"
There was a sneer at the corner of Liu Cheng's mouth.
Today, he will definitely win!
Liu Cheng spoke in person, and all the officials' expressions changed, and they all said, "Your Majesty, this competition cannot end hastily!"
Emperor Yongkang's face turned pale. He glanced around and found that not many people supported her as the emperor!
"This is Liu Cheng's strategy." After a while, she smiled bitterly in her heart.
She indeed cannot beat this Liu Cheng!
From the day she ascended the throne, she was destined to lose the throne!
On the ring, Chen Zicai roared angrily and broke free from the shackles of the second general. But as soon as he stood up, the second general punched him in the face.
Immediately afterwards, the second general grabbed him by the collar and punched him several times.
Blood is flying!
"Your Majesty, I will be loyal to you today!!" Chen Zicai decided to fight to the death and no longer resisted the attack. Every punch he punched went towards the second general's face.
This is a life change!
Even if he dies, he will eliminate a trouble for Wei Qing and Wei Ning.
A great swordsman, so loyal!
Wei Ning was crying like a tearful person below, shouting: "Grandpa Chen, stop fighting!"
Emperor Yongkang hugged Wei Ning, holding back tears, and shouted helplessly: "Shen Yunfan!!!"
It was originally a cry of despair, but she didn't expect that there was a sudden response from behind her.