Temujin formulated a new class - the khan and other classifications had long been circulated among the ancient Mongolians, but they had not been formalized, and at the same time, like the Great Song Dynasty, there were nine equal divisions and even twelve and eighteen equal divisions among the people, and Hu Lie, as his successor, naturally could not lag behind. Although he has no culture and can't do things like Mongolian thought, Tianjiao theory, pluralistic representatives, and eight kings and eight generals, he can brag about what he can brag about.

For example, if I changed my name to "Magic King" - even the King of Magic is my subordinate, doesn't it mean that I am better?

It's a pity that although Mongolia has formalized this name, people from other countries don't recognize it, so when calling this magic king, the magic word was deliberately omitted, so the name "Dharma King" was given.

As far as the magic king himself is concerned, he prefers the former title of national teacher, and privately allows his subordinates to call him so, but in front of the enemy, of course, he must shout himself to be awesome in order to deter the enemy.

No, after hearing his self-report, Song Jun in Xuchang was a little confused.

"The Magic King?"

"Gu Meng came out of the nest because he lost a Khan king?"

"Could it be that he is a strong enemy that can be compared to Temujin?"

You must know that at this time, Chen Duyun has not returned from the north, their eyes are still black, and Yue Jianghong, the pillar of the country, has passed away, and people can't help but be afraid because of the unknown.

What's even more terrifying is that most of the people in the city don't dare to go out to fight, because the other party named "the strongest magician in the Great Song Dynasty...... It's good that you don't fall behind when you go out, but if you lose or die in battle, you will be ruined.

Of course, there were stunned Qingqing, and they were still generals in high positions, but they were all stopped by Yue Fei.

"Can't go, it's a trap. ”

After Yue Jianghong's death, Yue Fei's momentum developed in a direction that everyone couldn't understand.

People prefer to call it "cowardice" or "cowardice" rather than "calm", and in a situation like this provoked by someone in front of him, his choice is to keep his door closed.

While there were generals who wanted to act recklessly, Yue Fei rarely used his strength to suppress them and make them obedient.

"Damn...... If you kid had the courage you have now, you'll still die? What kind of boss is it that you can only bully your subordinates?"

Although most magicians reach the peak of their strength in their early twenties, their experience and experience cannot mature at the age of twenty, so many people underestimate this coach who has just graduated from school for a year, let alone the previous series of defeats.

But Yue Fei's face seemed to have thickened overnight, and he was unmoved by the insults of his subordinates, and only ordered people to take him to confinement - although it was only a very light punishment, Yue Fei knew that completely different negative remarks would circulate outside.

And all he can do is bear it, just like what his father did in the beginning.

Even if it is a provocation, we must not act rashly and immobile until there is sufficient information.

"The enemy only has 10,000 cavalry, probably just to strike at our troops. ”

Zhang Gongjin, Lei Tianhua and the rest of the brocade guards had already dispersed, but they had left people behind to assist Yue Fei.

"The latter sentence doesn't need to be reported next time, you just need to tell me the information. ”

"Yes!" Jin Yiwei said in fear.

Yue Fei knew that he was imitating his father, and he was only half of it, and now he was more than "cowardly", but he didn't know how to attack it.

Yue Jianghong's truth that failure is paving the way for success is not difficult to understand, but it is difficult to operate.

Therefore, the Yue family army in Xuchang ignored the provocation of the Mongol king, but the other party seemed to be determined to force out their strongest magician, so they camped outside the city, unleashing their magic power to surround the city with impunity.

It would be an exaggeration to say that the siege was encircled, but even if it was only felt by the people on the northern wall, the feeling of shame and fear soon spread throughout the city.

War is a science, and not fighting is also a science. Even the Mo family, who is committed to sticking to the business in their bones, will have an attacker like Mo Zi who is difficult to control, and Yue has to deal with many problems.

Fortunately, someone rushed to act on his behalf.

Similar to the aura emanating from the enemy, Xie Haoran's true momentum was not insignificant.

The voice...... I'll go back as soon as I go. ”

It just so happened that Xie Haoran heard the Dharma King's shout again, and immediately made another leap without stopping.

It's not how fast Xie Haoran is...... No, in fact, he had come fast enough, and the wartime map within the Great Song Dynasty had not increased by a hundredfold, but it still took him three days.

But in other words, the soldiers and civilians of Xuchang have endured it for three days.

Therefore, feeling that Xie Haoran immediately advanced towards the north, the soldiers on the northwest city wall couldn't help but cheer.

"Hey, wait a minute......"

Wen Tianxiang wanted to stop Xie Haoran, but the other party had already left him and flew away, but Wen Tianxiang had never been a person who flinched in the face of a strong enemy, and he also chased after leaving a message for the people in Xuchang City.

……

"Are you finally here?" Feeling that there was movement in the south, the magic king who had been shouting for a long time smiled slightly, and declared war again with the "Great Song language" he had recently learned, "I am the Mongolian magic king, the golden ring, the one who is coming-"

He couldn't continue, because he immediately discovered that he was an opponent with no magic power, only a powerful true intention.

He'd heard of this man, but it wasn't the opponent he was expecting.

"Great Song Swordsman?"

The Dharma King, who was not interested, was not careless, and threw the ring in his hand to Xie Haoran as soon as possible.

"Eighth-order intermediate?"

Feeling the magic contained in the flying ring, Xie Haoran was not surprised, and calmly waved his condensed true momentum and struck it back.

The flying ring turned around before bouncing back to the Dharma King and flew back towards Xie Haoran.

"Is that the only way?"

His Holiness glanced at him, full of contempt.

Xie Haoran didn't care about this kind of look, or he was used to it, and now he didn't come to show off his strength, but to kill the enemy!

"Drink!"

Swinging the sword again, this time the true intent rushed to the flying ring from all directions at the same time, and immediately scattered the magic power on the flying ring, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Die!"

It was Wen Tianxiang who shouted this, who arrived close behind, and hurried at full speed for a short distance, he was really not much slower than Xie Haoran, and the blow he stabbed now made the Dharma King have to be surprised.

"Not bad. ”

Just as Xie Haoran could see Wen Tianxiang's qualifications at a glance, the Dharma King also felt his potential.

Unfortunately, potential does not mean strength, and if there is no future, everything is over.

"Go!"

With one hand, the Dharma King quickly flew out of his sleeve with four flying rings, two of which attacked Xie Haoran, and the other two attacked Wen Tianxiang from both sides.

Wen Tianxiang went down with all his strength, and he was probably able to resist a flying ring, but the Dharma King saw that Wen Tianxiang's sword was aimed at him, so he was defenseless and put on a posture of exchanging injuries for life.

Do you need to care about your own life if you can kill the enemy? Or is it necessary to think about the second half of the sentence?

Obviously, Wen Tianxiang is a person who only thinks about the first half of the sentence.

But Xie Haoran will think about the second half of the sentence.

With another sword, the Dharma King was finally willing to face Xie Haoran squarely.

Because of this sword, the magic power on the four flying rings was dispersed at the same time, and Wen Tianxiang was also repelled at the same time.

"Are you crazy, why are you hindering me?" of course, Wen Tianxiang immediately scolded.

Xie Haoran naturally didn't explain, he looked at the Dharma King with a solemn expression, without the slightest joy.

"O 'magical' king, are you only going to use this level of power?"

Yes, His Holiness has always used pure magic to drive the ring. The ancient Mongolian people advocate the supremacy of magic, but it doesn't mean that they don't use magic, not to mention that the title is a very important thing, and when it comes to the issue of system certification, Xie Haoran will not preconceived that this is a random title.

"It was my rudeness. ”

And everything is just as Xie Haoran thought, the Dharma King is deserved, or has worked hard to be worthy of the title of Magic King.

Like the martial arts novels, how can such a "physical" move that simply makes the five rings crash around, how can it be his real skill!

"Up!"

The Dharma King suddenly waved his hand to the sky, only to see the five rings on the ground fly into the sky again, and just as Xie Haoran was ready to break the magic power, he found that the five rings flew straight into the sky.

"Falling from the sky...... The Flying Ring?"

No, the five rings are finally in the air in the shape of three or two together, socketed, and then enlarged, and finally displayed in the air like shaped fireworks.

"The martial arts meeting is about to start, the representative of the Great Song Dynasty, are you mentally prepared?"

It took a moment for the two of them to understand what His Holiness meant.

Under the five rings, a huge mountain rises from the ground.

The mountain is an ordinary mountain, but it is different because of the plaque in the mountain.

"The world...... First?"

But it's not the name, it's something this martial arts club is after.

"Okay, it's on!"

The two of them raised their hands, and behind him, a gold medal in the shape of a "flying fish" rose, then shattered, turning into golden light and submerging into his body.

The next moment, he was gone.

To be precise, it's swimming too fast to see clearly.

Where to go?

The air, the earth, and the light of this world...... It's all "flying fish" pools.

The so-called magic king, of course, is not the strongest in the ancient meng.

But it is the existence with the most endless means, the most mastery of magic, and the highest proficiency in ancient Mongolia!

His confidence is the ability of the gold, silver and bronze winners of the martial arts clubs of previous and different events!

Yes, this mountain is also known as the Olympic Games, and the five rings are naturally -

"Holy relic, Olympic rings. ”