Silence, dead silence, as if all the sounds in this space had been extracted. All that remained was the sound of Anonymous's body falling to the ground, and it took a long time for people to recover from uncontrollable surprise and burst into an earth-shattering cheer. But at this time, the back of the wind had already gone away and drowned in the sea of people.

Everyone was stunned, and even the Emperor and Fujiwara Boichi looked at each other a little. It stands to reason that after the zuihou game, the champion should be left ready to receive the commendation and canonization of Emperor Bixia. Why did this go with the wind?

"Quick, hurry up and get Mr. Suifeng back for me. Bo Yi hurriedly said to Jing Liu, who was standing beside him.

Jing Liu bowed in response, and hurriedly chased in the direction that Sui Feng had just left.

Finally found Suifeng who was in a daze in front of the wing of Fujiwara's house, and Shizuru was a little curious, and Suifeng's eyes seemed to have been staying on the cherry blossoms that were blooming on the branches, and he was a little distracted, and he didn't know what he was thinking. The powder is sandwiched with white, and it is like a sea.

"Brother Feng, why did you get here? Don't you know that all the top three samurai in the martial arts tournament will be canonized on the spot by Emperor Bixia? Jingliu waited quietly for a while, but Suifeng didn't seem to see her, looked up at the sky, it was already a little late, and then urged.

Sui Feng turned his head, looked at Jingliu, and said quietly: "Jingliu, I have always regarded you as a sister, and today I just want to ask you one word." ”

Jingliu was confused by Suifeng's words, so she had to say, "Brother Feng, what's wrong with you?"

Sui Feng shook his head slightly, ignored it, and continued: "Jingliu, I want to ask you, I helped the Fujiwara family win the crown of the martial arts tournament this time. If one day, I want to go back to Datang, will you stop me?"

Shizuru's face turned a little red all of a sudden, accompanied by a slight wheezing, as if she was a little nervous. I just wanted to speak, but I remembered what my father had told me over and over again, and I looked at Brother Feng with a handsome and chic face in front of me. If he told the truth, would Brother Feng really leave?

My father's teachings and my own selfishness with a little shame seem to be nothing else important in front of these things.

Biting his lip, he snorted, "Brother Feng, why do you think so." You've done me so much help to the Fujiwara family, even if you want to go back, we'll do our best to help. How can you stop it? You... weishenme would think so?" As she spoke, Jingliu's voice became softer and softer, and it seemed that she couldn't even hear herself.

Sui Feng looked at her and sighed silently in his heart. In order to let himself stay, he did not hesitate to force Shizuru to lie, it seems that Sasaki really did not lie to himself.

I sighed in my heart, but now is not the time to make the Fujiwara family suspicious. Immediately responded: "I just, just miss my homeland a little." I didn't know that after the end of the competition, it was the canonization ceremony of Emperor Bixia, and now it's been delayed for too long, so you better take me over quickly. ”

Jingliu listened to his words, not as if he had a skeptical look, and did not think too much. He hummed crisply and said with a grin, "But don't worry too much, since you have won the crown of the conference, the Emperor will not mind this." He has always respected martial artists with advanced martial arts, and he definitely won't care about such a little time. However, this canonization ceremony is very formal, and it is better for us to go there earlier. ”

Sui Feng nodded, followed the still stream, and went to the main hall of Todaiji Temple.

Before he reached the front of the hall, when he could vaguely see a vague phantom in the ring, Shizuru couldn't stop standing on tiptoe and looking desperately. "Brother Feng, who is standing on the stage?"

Sui Feng squinted his eyes, glanced at it lightly, and smiled: "It's Anonymous and ...... Ida Guard?"

Ida Bei was still the same as before, the same nameless, and he put on a black cloak like before, drowning most of his face in it.

The voice of the wind was obviously suspicious, but he didn't expect Ida Bingwei to win the third place. Later, when I thought about it, it was normal, Anonymous's footwork was weird, and he never left a few steps. The warrior who had competed with him before was afraid that he was not lightly injured, and Ida Bingwei was almost unharmed, so it was not surprising that it would end like this.

Jingliu looked at Sui Feng and said coquettishly: "Brother Feng, can you come to the stage from here?" I want to see what the light skills in the legend of your Central Plains martial artists look like. The two of them are already here at the moment, and you can start the canonization when you go up. It's the first time I've seen Emperor Bixia canonized. ”

Sui Feng looked at the central Qilin ring, then looked at Jingliu with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "You really know how to solve problems for me, the ring is more than ten feet away from here, do you want me to fly over?"

Jingliu grinned and said, "If it doesn't make it difficult, how can you reflect Brother Feng's strength? Brother Feng, you are omnipotent, I believe you will definitely be able to get through." ”

Sui Feng didn't answer, he looked up again, and accidentally saw a person in a golden dragon robe standing in the main hall, and the one standing next to him seemed to be Fujiwara Shoichi, and he couldn't see what his expression was. It's just that Mr. Boyi kept pacing back and forth, as if waiting for something.

It seems that Emperor Bixia has indeed been waiting for me for a long time. Looking at Mr. Boyi's appearance, he is already a little impatient. His return to China is not trivial, and I am afraid that this matter will be related to both of them.

Sui Feng thought about it for a while, although he didn't know it, but it did drag on for a long time. Looking at the crowd from where he stood to the bottom of the ring, he didn't know how dense it was compared to what he had seen when he faced off on the stage before, so he wanted to squeeze into the crowd with a phantom step, afraid that there was nowhere to stay.

Suifeng glanced down at Jingliu again, and said helplessly: "Did you know that this would be the case early in the morning?"

Jingliu's face was full of innocence, as if he had some great grievance, with his eyes in his eyes, he looked at Suifeng and said, "When I first went to look for you, there weren't so many people here. ”

He laughed with the wind, didn't speak, took a deep breath, and rose from the ground with a force under his feet. After getting into the air, without the obstruction of the crowd, the footwork is much more comfortable. The phantom step was carried up, and the transformation turned into a shock, stepping on the shoulders of the crowd from time to time, and from below it looked as if it was powerless, as if it was flying in the air.

"It's amazing. In the main hall, looking at the wind that was coming in his direction, the emperor seemed to be stunned, and his lips moved and he only said this sentence.

Fujiwara Boichi next to him was also surprised, he had heard Sasaki talk about Suifeng's achievements before, but he only thought that it was just a little more changed than the average samurai. But I didn't expect that it was not a grade of existence at all. Not to mention martial arts, just talking about such a posture and momentum, I am afraid that the entire Fusang may not be able to find a second one.

With the wind in the air, but three times with the force, three invisible ups and downs, it landed very steadily on the ring.

Even though most of his face was buried in the cloak, Anonymous would still be a little frightened when he saw the wind. Unconsciously remembered the sword of the Megatron Mountain that he swung with the wind when he was in the ring. Seeing that he leaned over with the wind, he shuddered a little reflexively, and took half a step back slightly.

The toes of the wind lightly touched the ground, and the body that had just told the movement stopped suddenly. Sui Feng glanced over and looked, Anonymous was still the same as before, most of his face was hidden in the cloak and did not look at him, while Ida on his side looked at Sui Feng with a slight smile. ...,

Although Ida smiled, his face was very pale, and he seemed to be able to see a trace of blood oozing from his arm, and he was afraid that he had been injured in the battle for three or four places.

At this time, the ring that was still a little noisy just now suddenly quieted down.

Turning his head with the wind, a golden figure walked out of the main hall of Todaiji Temple as if he was holding something in his hand. He was followed by several attendants, each holding a tray and a dark wooden box on the plate. And the one who followed on the side was Mr. Fujiwara Boichi.

This person should be the so-called emperor of Fuso, and he secretly speculated with the wind. At this time, Fusang was a subject country of the Tang Dynasty, and even the emperor could not wear a five-clawed golden dragon robe that symbolized his true name as the Son of Heaven, but could only wear the kind of dragon golden robe engraved on the water dragon chant of the Murong family.

With such a level, it is not similar to the prince of the Tang Dynasty, and it is far from being comparable to the emperor of Li Tang.

What makes Suifeng a little uncomfortable is that Fusang is not like the Central Plains, and there are no eunuchs and eunuchs in the court. All the attendants were virgins, watching the emperor slowly approach, and with a gentle step in the wind, they stood beside Ida and Anonymous, silently waiting for the so-called canonization.

"The martial arts conference was successfully concluded, among which Suifeng, Anonymous, and Ida Bingwei performed outstandingly and remarkably, and made outstanding contributions to the cause of the imperial martial arts. Special and canonized, now sealed with the wind as the imperial samurai, given the samurai golden sword. Anonymous and Ida Bingwei were imperial attendants, and they were given purple bands. With a smile on his face, the emperor said aloud to the audience. I couldn't see the slightest other look, my eyes were a little rolling, and I didn't know what I was thinking.

Sui Feng was a little surprised in his heart, not for the so-called imperial samurai, but for the emperor to speak to so many people in the audience, all with one breath, the words were mellow and loud, if it was an ordinary person, it would never be possible.

Could it be that what internal skills did he learn, or was it the so-called divine power unique to Fusang? Thinking about it, it seems that there is only one answer.

Before he could sort out his thoughts, the emperor had already turned around and walked up to Sui Feng and bowed deeply. Although I didn't feel much about this, I still looked at it and returned the same salute.

The Emperor took the wooden box from one of his attendants and opened it carefully. It is a purple-black wooden token, and the word "Wu" is in the middle of the token. The token is topped with a golden ribbon, which looks a bit sacred. "From today on, you will be the twenty-first imperial warrior of my Fuso." With that, he officially handed the token into Suifeng's hand.

There was a thunderous applause from the audience.

Sui Feng's face remained unchanged and he took it, it turned out that this was the highest honor of the Fusang warrior - a token. Although he was a little disdainful in his heart, he still said: "Thank you bixia for the reward." ”

The Emperor glanced at Sui Feng with a little deep meaning, and silently turned to the anonymous person next to him, and said no more.