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Chapter sixty-fifth go to fight

Chapter 65 Going to the competition

The eighth day of September.

Just like the last time, it was still dark before dawn, and Yan Palace officials and eunuchs led the servants to the post house to bathe and change the saints who entered the palace today. After a lot of work, everyone set off for the palace.

In the early morning, the weather was refreshing. The blind man from Guigu followed the team of strange people. As soon as he walked onto the street, he raised his nose and took a long breath. As he walked, he put his blind stick into the arms of the dwarf beside him, and then raised his arms

He opened his mouth with an expression of enjoyment. His talents were originally Qimen Dunjia, Tianwei Terrain and other magical things. This look was considered normal. Others would inevitably look at him twice, but they wouldn't find it too strange.

After marching for a while, the blind man from Guigu returned to normal and walked a few steps quickly to reach Nanrong. Behind Ayiguo and the two of them, he said happily: "You two girls, it's a good weather today, the wind is light and refreshing, just right!"

The dwarf did not allow the blind man to take the credit, and he hurriedly said: "It was as expected by the old Taoist."

Of course the two beautiful women understood what they meant, smiled at each other, and then turned to look at Song Yang.

Song Yang looked relaxed and was chatting and laughing with Er Sha. Nothing could be seen from his expression, but as they chatted, Er Sha frowned: "What's wrong with you today? You seem to be very happy."

"How do you know?" Song Yang was a little surprised. Although he didn't deliberately suppress the deep excitement in his chest, he felt that there wasn't much abnormality in his behavior and speech. He didn't know how Er Sha could see it.

Er Sha curled his lips and said, "I've watched you grow up since I was little. How can you hide anything different about you from me?" Er Sha was a few years older than Song Yang, and his words of 'watching you grow up' were true.

Not bragging...

When the Nanli team walked onto the street, the Uighur, Tubo, and Quanrong envoys also set off one after another. The Uighur Axia carried a scimitar on his back and followed the envoys from his country. He saw Song Yang in the distance, nodded and smiled.

Samer Khan had some temporary matters and had returned to his country. Three of the most ferocious warriors among the ten Uyghur warriors were killed and one was injured when they snatched the child in Nanli. Now they have temporarily replenished their manpower, but the chief general also died from that one.

The warrior fell on Asia's shoulders.

After saying hello, Axia turned his eyes and looked at the team of his old enemy Tibet. One of them, a strong man with many scars, was extremely eye-catching, the leader of the Tibetan warriors, Tashi Phuntsok.

Entrusted by Princess Chenghe to kill Tashi Phuntsok, Song Yang originally wanted to do it himself, but his plot in Jingcheng was too serious and the other party was a "celebrity". Song Yang thought about it carefully and was unsure whether to do it quietly.

To get rid of this person, I finally asked Asia to do it, and the latter readily agreed.

Even if the 'Wang Jia' brothers don't ask for each other, she doesn't intend to let Tashi Phuntsok survive.

The envoys from the four countries arrived in front of the palace with the officials of Yan State. Today they will fight for the country. From the chief officials to the warriors, they all looked solemn, especially those who climbed into the ring. Their faces were as dark as water and their eyes were calm. Everyone was adjusting their emotions.

Calm your mind and make final preparations for the upcoming fierce battle. Only on the road to Nanli, from Mr. Hu to the bird under Er Sha, everyone is in a happy mood and is relaxed without fighting...

Perhaps because of the heavy focus on excitement, the number of people who came to watch the competition today was several times more than the last time. As long as the people in Jingcheng could still walk, almost all rushed to the palace, and the officials had to open up more

There are several large areas that are not allowed to be approached by ordinary people in order to accommodate more spectators, but even so, there are still huge crowds and overcrowding. Everyone wants to get closer. Even if they cannot see the fight, they can at least learn about it as soon as possible from others.

war situation.

Seeing the envoys and samurai from the four countries approaching one after another, the already noisy crowd became more restless, pointing and talking about whose samurai was stronger and whose master was more ferocious. However, when the Nanli Qishi 'entered', their treatment was

It was much worse. There was laughter everywhere, and the people of Yan regarded them as a circus troupe. There were also some naughty men among the crowd who made frivolous remarks to the two women, Ayiguo and Nanrong.

Mr. Hu is the chief officer and has the responsibility to protect his subordinates. Hearing those rumors, he frowned slightly and turned to look at the accompanying Yan officials: "Let these rogues talk nonsense, and you are not afraid of falling into the hands of Great Yan."

Is it magnanimous?"

The Yan official smiled respectfully and said in an even more respectful tone: "Da Yan has Da Yan's laws. If someone breaks the law, he will never be lenient. Mr. Hu, please calm down. Calm down your anger." After saying this, he had no intention of taking care of it and continued with the team.

Qianxing, his meaning is very clear, it is not illegal to scold foreigners in Dayan, calm down and endure it.

Master Hu smiled, ignored Yan Li, slowed down and walked side by side with Song Yang, and said softly: "I really hope there will be a fire to burn these arrogant people." Song Yang's heart turned over, but

Before he could pretend to be stupid, Mr. Hu laughed, quickly returned to the head of the team, continued to lead the team, and ignored him.

The arrival of the envoys from the four countries attracted the attention of many people, but at this moment, the most eye-catching thing in front of the palace was not them, but the arena... In the past four months, Jingtai issued an edict saying that the original high platform was not enough.

In order to show his style, he ordered craftsmen to renovate the arena. During the construction, it was surrounded by high fences.

It is said that the construction of the arena was not completed until last night, but now, the appearance of the arena is still invisible. The huge red silk, like a cloud of fire, covers the entire arena. With the breeze rippling, it looks very similar from a distance.

A pool of blood!

However, next to the ring, there is a small platform that is not covered in any way and is heavily guarded. What is displayed on the small platform is the 'prize' originally set by Yipin. Betting on Yipin, Jingtai later increased the bet, but the originally set prizes

It has not been cancelled... The bet is for the monarch, and the prize is for the warrior. Jingtai understands this clearly.

On the small platform, there are five levels from the first to the fifth. On display are weapons, armors and other items used by warriors to fight. Each of them is extraordinary. The sword Dragon Bird is placed on the fifth level.

Reflecting the rays of the morning sun, the blood was rolling on the blade! After many days, Song Yang finally saw his sword again. In just a moment, the blood all over his body was boiling!

The dragon bird is here.

On the highest level, there is a dark red spear on display. Anyone who is a Yan person can recognize it. It is the weapon of Luo Litang, the founding general of Yanzu and the most powerful general in Yan history. It is a weapon of meritorious service.

Most of the weapons that can be taken out by Jingtai as prizes are like this. Not only are they magic weapons in themselves, but they also have amazing origins and rich accumulation. Although the Dragon Bird Sword is extraordinary, it is a bit thin compared to its "inheritance". It is difficult to distinguish between weapons and swords.

Some capable men felt that the sword was too heavy to be used in real fighting, so it was only ranked fifth.

Long Que was unwilling to accept it, Song Yang was unwilling to accept it, and Imperial Physician You was unwilling to accept it either, but at this moment they could only be patient.

Not only Song Yang was patient, but everyone from the envoys of the four countries to the people of Jingcheng were also patient - the palace gate was always closed, and unknowingly it was already three o'clock in the morning, and Emperor Yan Jingtai had no intention of summoning the envoys.

There is no news at all, and the emperor does not summon the driver, how can we fight in this arena?

The longer he waited, the more anxious he became. Fortunately for the envoy, no matter how anxious he was, he could not go forward and knock on the door. He had to endure it. However, the patience of the people was limited. Although they did not dare to shout and ask questions, they could not avoid whispering. No one could

I don’t know what happened to the emperor... The emperor is fine, but he is unwilling to give in. Since he came to the throne, the Imperial Preceptor will fulfill everything he promised. The Imperial Preceptor said that he will lead people to the challenge to help Dayan sweep.

The four parties won the first prize. He had promised it, but Jingtai didn't want to believe it from the bottom of his heart. The Imperial Preceptor would break his promise and the Imperial Preceptor would not come back!

So he waited... The minister had carefully urged him several times, but Jingtai just didn't want to move, as if once he started to fight, the imperial master would really never come back.

At three quarters past noon, when he could no longer wait any longer, Jingtai sighed and looked up at Luo Guan, who had been sitting at the bottom since the morning on standby: "Can you lead the team and win the battle?"

Luo Guan smiled and responded truthfully: "I haven't fought yet, so it's hard to say."

Jingtai thought for a while and suddenly smiled: "Then we'll fight after that!" After this smile, the hesitation between his brows, the unwillingness in his eyes, and the uneasiness in his expression were all gone.

When he became full, he turned back into the Emperor of Yan who was in charge of life and death and who aspired to the world! Even if the imperial master cannot come back, life will have to go on. We will see, Jingtai is still there!



At noon, a rumble of drums sounded from the palace, and then the palace door opened wide. Luo Guan, armed with a long bow, led nine masters to file out. The warriors of the Yan Kingdom finally appeared. The people of Jingcheng were overjoyed and cheered loudly.

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Jingtai did not summon the envoys to the palace as he imagined. Instead, he led the important officials of the court directly to the palace tower and had a bird's-eye view of the palace from a high place. As soon as he appeared, the eunuchs immediately shouted salutes and all the people bowed.

Bowing down and shouting "Long live", countless voices gathered together and the sound surged into the sky.

Jingtai didn't show any signs of dejection, he laughed and waved his hands: "Let's all learn about the golden age of competition, and avoid all red tape, Luo Guan, now the competition!" Behind him, eight masters of the Imperial Guard had already stood side by side, and they spoke in unison.

Deliver edicts to the emperor.

In front of the palace, Luo Guan raised his voice and shouted: "Accept the decree, let's fight now!" At the same time as he shouted, he turned over his hand and unhooked his long bow, and shot seven arrows straight into the huge red silk that covered the arena.

Chen Hui's lineage watched the sun to understand the meaning of arrows. Luo Guanjin obtained the true biography of his mentor. Compared with Chen Hui in his heyday, he was only a hair short. Among the seven arrows, there was a rising sun, a bright sun, or a setting sun. Each one was wrapped in mysterious light, but

The meaning of each arrow is different, and the colors are flashing and dazzling! The bows are drawn in sequence, and the arrows hit the red silk at the same moment. Then there was only a muffled sound of "bang", and the whole body swayed in the wind.

The huge red silk, which was not under any force, was completely shattered by Chen Hui's seven arrows, and millions of debris scattered like fireworks!

The warriors of the Uighur, Tubo, and Quanrong three kingdoms all frowned. Luo Guan's Seven Arrows was a magical skill, enough to shock the entire audience. Jingtai laughed loudly, and the Yan people once again burst into loud cheers.

When the scraps of silk dispersed, the new first-grade lei finally revealed its 'true body'. When they saw its appearance clearly, everyone, including Song Yang, was shocked in their hearts... There is no high platform, the gaze is

Inside, there is only a huge iron cage.

From this, the method of this competition is very clear... a battle between trapped beasts, a fight to the death!

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