Although Yazid Ibn Abu was the crown prince, he was not a honeypot soaked in butter, but a real warrior. He was already galloping on the battlefield competing for hegemony with the Eastern Roman Empire before he was even eighteen years old.
, over the past ten years, he has experienced countless battles, large and small, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has experienced hundreds of battles. He just stood up like this. Although he did not have any heroic words, a bloody aura suddenly arose. Yuan
There is quite a majestic appearance of a group of iron-blooded warriors standing between the mountains and rivers.
Yes, he is truly a character!
Li Xian had previously felt that Yazid Ibn Abu was quite extraordinary. Now that he saw him standing proudly and vigorously, his evaluation of him rose to a higher level again, but he had no intention of letting it go.
He stopped, but smiled and clapped his hands and said: "What a man, Abenqing's family, what do you call this strong man?"
"Ah, oh, eh..."
Mu'awiya Aben had no idea that such a change would occur during this banquet. At this time, most of his three souls and seven souls had already been lost. He really didn't know how to respond to Li Xian's questions, so he made several indifferent noises.
After hesitating about the meaning, he turned around as if waking up from a dream and paraphrased Li Xian's words in Arabic.
"You act as the translator, just translate as I say!"
At this moment, how could Yezid Ibn Abu not know that his identity could no longer be concealed, so he simply let it go and ignored the embarrassment on Mu'a Wiya's face.
He gave the order straightforwardly, then strode out of his seat, bowed to Li Xian, and issued a challenge in Arabic: "Your Majesty, Yazid Ibn Abu, the eldest son of the Caliph of the Great Food Empire, hereby do so.
An invitation to fight is sent to His Highness the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty."
"Your Highness, this, this is His Majesty Yazid Ibn Abu, Crown Prince of the Great Food Empire, and he intends to challenge His Highness."
Yezid Ibn Abu had already come out of the queue, and Mu'a Wiya Abben did not dare to neglect him. He stood up in a panic and followed behind, looking at Yezi with a bitter look on his face.
What Dei Ibn Abu said was translated.
"boom……"
As soon as Muawiya Aben said what he said, all the officials in the East Palace who participated in the banquet burst into laughter, not for any other reason, but because everyone knew that Li Xian was a great master, an invincible brave man in the world, Ye Zide
?Ibn ?Abu dared to challenge Li Xian, and he really did not know whether to live or die.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty, please grant me your permission!"
Yezid Ibn Abu didn't understand Chinese, so he didn't know what the officials of the Tang Dynasty were laughing at and scolding, but he refused to miss the opportunity to defeat the prince of the Tang Dynasty in person, so he bowed again with a solemn expression.
, issued an extremely tough declaration of challenge.
"Okay, come here, hand over the knife!"
Li Xian also had an interpreter waiting behind him. Before Mu'awiya Abben could translate, the interpreter had already translated Yezid Ibn Abu's words. Li Xian did not mind giving it to Yezid Ibn Abu.
Ben Abu was lucky enough to take a knife skills lesson, so he readily agreed.
After Li Xian had given the order, a group of East Palace guards ran to get the sword. What was handed to Li Xian was just an ordinary horizontal sword, while what was handed to Yezid Ibn Abu was his own.
A long-handled scimitar.
"Your Majesty the Crown Prince, please!"
After Li Xian took the sheathed sword handed over by the guard, he did not rush to take it out of the sheath. Instead, he held it casually in his hand and walked down the steps slowly, coming to the opposite side of Yezid Ibn Abu.
, waved his hand and said politely.
"Prince of the Tang Dynasty, please!"
Although he did not understand what Li Xian said, as a warrior, Yezid Ibn Abu understood what Li Xian meant, and without any unnecessary courtesy, he held the knife in both hands and said the same greeting.
"Um!"
Facing Yezid Ibn Abu's hand-over salute, Li Xian didn't say anything more. He just nodded indifferently and stood at his feet with a natural and relaxed expression. Obviously, he did not take Ye Qi into consideration.
D ibn Abu's nervousness was taken seriously.
"kill!"
As soon as he saw Li Xian's extremely casual look, Yezid Ibn Abu immediately became angry, thinking that Li Xian showed extreme disrespect for him.
Remaining calm, he roared loudly, drew out his scimitar, and struck straight into Li Xian's neck like a thunderbolt.
The scimitar is good for chopping, and Yezid Ibn Abu is one of the few knife masters in the Kingdom of Dashi. When the sword is used with all his strength, it is really powerful.
Like a white horse passing through a gap, it struck less than a foot away from Li Xian. The sharp light of the sword made it difficult for people to open their eyes.
"oops!"
"not good!"
"Damn it!"
…
The Tang Dynasty relied on martial arts to build the country, and the spirit of martial arts was very strong. All the officials in the East Palace had some martial arts skills, not to mention the generals who commanded the army. They were all outstanding people. Even the civil servants had some martial arts skills, and all of them had great vision.
They were all extremely extraordinary. When they saw Yezid Ibn Abu wielding the sword so suddenly and ferociously, they were all frightened, and for a while they couldn't help but scream.
Not bad, a bit interesting!
It is said that those who panic will not panic, and those who know how to panic will not panic. In the eyes of others, Yezid Ibn Abu's sword was extremely cruel, but in Li Xian's eyes, it was really not a big deal. It was just a glance.
, Li Xian had already seen the truth in this, but when he saw Li Xian chuckle lightly, he shook his arm on his side, his wrist was already turned up, and he even raised the sheath knife and struck it with incomparable accuracy.
The side of the machete.
"clang!"
Although the force of Li Xian's blow was not very strong, the accuracy was extremely good. It hit the weakest point of Yazid Ibn Abu's force. After a crisp sound, the scimitar struck quickly.
Li Xian had been unloaded to the side with great ease. Yezid Ibn Abu, who was unable to stand, could not control his strength at all and was driven forward by his own strength. At this moment, if Li Xian came out again,
With one knife, he could easily cut off the head of Yazid Ibn Abu. Even if the knife did not come out of its sheath, he could knock Yazid Ibn Abu to the ground with one blow. However, Li Xian did not
He did not do this, but looked at Yezid Ibn Abu with a smile as he stumbled past him in great embarrassment.
"Huh..., Your Highness is indeed an expert, and I am far inferior to you. However, I only have generals who die in battle, and those who cannot surrender will surrender. I am not willing to accept it, and I have to ask for advice again!"
Although Yezid Ibn Abu's previous sword was thrown out with great force, and his sword skills were somewhat out of shape, he had already exerted 70 to 80% of his ability, but was defeated so easily by Li Xian.
After walking away, he knew in his heart that he was definitely no match for Li Xian, but he refused to admit defeat. After feeling confident, he raised the scimitar in his hand again and said sternly.
"Can!"
After listening to the interpreter's narration, the smile on Li Xian's face had completely disappeared, he nodded cautiously, and agreed to Yazid Ibn Abu's request in a concise and concise manner.
"Ho, ho..."
As the saying goes, every time you take a step, you gain wisdom. Yezid Ibn Abu, who had already lost one move, did not use his sword as easily as last time. Instead, he stood like a mountain, constantly gathering momentum and making vain attempts.
Overwhelming Li Xian in terms of momentum is just a delusion. No matter how he improves his momentum, in front of Li Xian who is as big as the sky, the so-called mountains are just small mounds. How can he shake Li Xian's true intention?
However, after raising his own momentum again and again, he could no longer hold his strength and had to force his hand again. However, after hearing his roar, he held the knife in both hands and used all his strength to strike out.
The most vicious knife in my life.
The knife was very fast, as fast as lightning. The knife flew up, and the violent roar of the knife shook the eardrums of everyone on the sidelines. The overflowing knife energy stirred up the pictures of those closest to the battle circle.
Everyone was trembling with fear, and the people sitting behind him were so excited by the light of the sword that their hairs stood up, and they couldn't even utter exclamations due to the difficulty in breathing.
"Well done!"
Is it Yezid? Ibn Abu has tried his best with this sword, but it is still not enough to see in front of Li Xian who is as motionless as a mountain. But when Li Xian shouted, he raised one hand and swung out the sheathed sword.
, the speed is not too fast, and the trajectory of the sword can almost be seen clearly with the naked eye, but no matter how Yezid Ibn Abu activates the sword, he cannot avoid Li Xian's volley of the sword.
"clang……"
If Yezid Ibn Abu's fatal blow was as cruel as a poisonous snake striking out, Li Xian's sword was like the outstretched hand of a snake catcher. As long as he could hold it seven inches, there was no need to use a big knife.
Jin, there was only a crisp sound, and Yezid Ibn Abu's sword was coming suddenly. It was held in mid-air by Li Xian's extended scabbard. He could neither advance nor retreat. No matter what,
Yezid Ibn Abu suppressed his blushes, but could not resolve Li Xian's fight.
"I lost!"
Yezid Ibn Abu couldn't break away from Li Xian's sword despite repeated efforts. His heart suddenly sank to the bottom. He dejectedly released his hands holding the sword, took two steps back, and bowed in salute.
, admitted defeat calmly.
"Your Excellency, the Crown Prince, is very skilled. This is just a show in front of the court. Don't take it seriously. Come on, let's continue the banquet."
The martial arts contest itself is not the purpose. Li Xian's purpose is only one, which is to force Yezid Ibn Abu into the light. As for the outcome of the martial arts contest, it is just a joke, and he has not given up at all.
In my heart, I saw Yezid Ibn Abu admitting defeat calmly and not going too far. He laughed and raised his wrist. The scimitar that had been stuck to the scabbard like glue was no longer there.
It flew up diagonally, cutting through the space as if there was a hand holding it from below, and inserted it into the scabbard thrown by Yezid Ibn Abu on the ground with perfect accuracy.
"this……"
As soon as Li Xian made this miraculous move, the whole place suddenly burst into cheers. Yezid Ibn Abu's face suddenly changed wildly as he was still able to remain calm, and he couldn't stop sweating all over his head.