"Hurry up and see, the exciting game is about to begin!

"Who is my favorite hero Xue Xiafei's opponent?"

"It's Yang Da, the dart head of the Tianlong Dart Bureau!"

"How could it be him? I heard that the two of them were old enemies, why did they end up running into each other?"

"What about that Zisha peerless in the world, and who is his opponent?"

On the streets, everyone is talking about nothing more than the hottest battle for the palace. When Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Koto Ryuxiu heard it, he was selling books while walking towards the river. During this period, someone also reminded him not to watch the excitement, but he just smiled and shook his head.

The sun helped the old man prescribe medicine, and went out on the street under the eyes of the two. He carried a medicine basket on his back, and what he heard the most outside was still the ring competition. "Would you like to take a look?" he muttered to himself.

A young girl cautiously passed in front of him with a bowl in her hand, and when she saw him, she walked over with a pinch of her face.

Her eyes lit up when she looked at it, wasn't that the maid beside the princess? she saw that she seemed to be full of displeasure, and wanted to walk around him quickly.

"Meimei!" said with a smile, "What a coincidence, princess?"

Mei Xin didn't give him a good look, just left, and replied stiffly: "It's okay!"

Seeing her like that, I felt a little uncomfortable. "I'm sorry!" he blurted out for a moment. He didn't know why he said it all of a sudden, and he was standing there when he said it.

Mei Xin turned around, looked at him and said, "Do you just say sorry? Do you know that you told the princess the secret, she was locked up in the yamen, she didn't think about eating and drinking, and she had to go back, and she had to be married to the Western Regions by the emperor." Do you know how uncomfortable she feels?"

Sha Ri smiled: "I have to go home, and my family has helped her organize a happy event, doesn't she like such a good thing?"

Mei Xin glared at him, turned around and left.

"Wait a minute!" stopped her.

"Do what?" Mi Shin stood and turned around.

"You—" He didn't know what to say for a while, and when he saw the bowl in her hand, he couldn't help asking, "Do you still want to buy food for the princess?

Mei Xin said: "How can the princess of the yamen eat the rice? The princess is angry with you, and she has not eaten a grain of rice since yesterday. I can't see it right, I only came out to see where there is something she likes to eat, didn't I just go to the restaurant and buy some fruit porridge!"

Shade sighed: "I'm really sorry, it's all my fault." But you also advise your princess that it is not convenient for you two girls to go out here, and there is no one to take care of it, so you have to let her want to open up. ”

Mei Xin said: "Princess, she has her own opinions, I don't dare to say some things, it's not like you haven't seen the princess's power!"

The sun was silent for a while, and he didn't know what to say, so he could only say politely to her: "The body is your own, you tell the princess and let her take good care of herself!"

"I know!" said Mei Xin, "I have to go, and the princess is still waiting for my bowl of porridge?"

Shade stood there: "Then you go quickly, and by the way, help me say hello!"

"Say hello!" Mei Xin pouted, "The princess was angry when she mentioned you, and she said cruel words......

Blind Sun couldn't help but ask, "What did the princess say?"

"She said she would punish you in the future!

"Isn't that dangerous for me?"

"Who let you mess with her!" Mei Xin also seemed to be a little worried about him, but at this time she had something more worth her to worry about, "I'm leaving, you should be careful yourself!"

He watched her leave, and stood there for a moment. Finally, he shook his head and smiled, and walked back along the road.

In front of the ring in the palace compound, hundreds of spectators were around, and there were still people coming. They are not for anything else, just to witness the competition of the world's number one warrior.

It's about the same time.

After a group of people discussed, under the nod of the prince, Liu Guanying had stepped into the front of the stage and spoke: "Lord, all the heroes on the stage, as well as the audience, today the annual competition for the world's first warrior set up by the palace was held as scheduled. The last competition was so wonderful that it is unforgettable, and the champion Zisha ecstasy beat the invincible opponents all over the world, won the first place, and left a good story that people talk about. In this year's competition, the contestants are all elites from all walks of life, and you can see that they are all gearing up now, and it seems that they can't wait. As for who will win the first title in the world and seize that big pot of gold in the end, we will leave it to them to decide for themselves now!"

There was a round of applause from the audience.

"The time has come, the competition has officially begun!" A guide in the ring had already spoken. As soon as his voice fell, the originally noisy crowd became silent for a moment, and everyone's eyes suddenly focused on the ring.

I saw that on both sides of the ring, the famous dignitaries and nobles in the city were seated in two columns. The high platform is in the middle, and Li Ao, the king of Luoyang, sits on it.

The director announced: "In order to avoid casualties among the players, special weapons have been prepared on the stage, and all players are requested to choose what they need." The first to kick the platform is Yang Da of the Tianlong Dart Bureau against Xue Xiafei!"

When the director stepped down, as soon as the two people came to the stage, the audience below immediately made waves when they saw them: "It's the hero Xue Xiafei! Wow! The hero will win! The hero is mighty!"

There were also Yang Da's audience shouting in the crowd: "The crazy knife will win, Yang Da will win, Yang Da will fight all over the world invincible!"

Yang Da stood in the ring, glared at Xue Xia and said, "Old Wangba, why don't you go ahead of your bear majesty, why do you come here to fight with me?"

Xue Xiafei immediately replied to him: "Why can't I fight if you fight?"

Yang said angrily: "I'm afraid that you won't be able to afford to lose people!"

Xue Xia Fei said: "I will lose to you? You don't want to see how many catties and taels you have?"

Yang Da raised his knife and was about to rush over: "I will kill you today!"

Xue Xiafei shouted: "If you have a kind, you don't need a knife!"

Yang Da stopped castration and said disdainfully: "If you're afraid, get out of here as soon as possible!"

Xue Xia Fei said: "If you don't have a knife, you're actually a fool!"

Yang threw away the knife in a big rage: "I can beat you to pieces with my bare hands!" He clenched his hands into fists and threw himself at him.

The audience saw that the two were fighting together, and they all whistled and shouted for a while, the scene was thunderous, and everyone was in high spirits.

At the door of "Guixiangli", a group of people also gathered there to talk endlessly. Jean Ryu-su also walks in it. It was here that he had fallen underground last night, and now a group of officers and soldiers were searching inside and out. The crowd was talking in the distance in front of the door.

"I heard that there is a demon girl living in it, the one who begs on the street every day. I didn't expect such a beautiful woman to be the monster who kills people without blinking!"

"A lot of people who have disappeared these days are said to have been killed by her. ”

"She's a vixen, isn't she? There are so many people, where did she hide them?"

"Fox spirit, do you need to talk about it? Of course you ate it!"

"It's really terrifying, and it deserves it! Who made them lustful and seduced by her!

"So, I see that you still look fascinated when you see beautiful women, be careful of encountering the vixen again!"

"It's okay, isn't it time for the government to investigate! She can't hurt anyone if she wants to!"

Qin Longxiu opened the bookcase under the roadside tree, picked up the pen and wrote there.

Yang Da tentatively performed a few grappling techniques, pounced with both hands, a few sweeping legs, and used his hands and feet at the same time, but he didn't even touch the corners of Xue Xiafei's clothes.

"Don't run, bastard!"

Xue Xiafei stood there and beckoned to him: "Come and catch me, old turtle!"

Yang said angrily: "Don't let me catch you!"

Xue Xia Fei said: "What if you catch it?"

Yang Da: "Just try it!"

"Okay!" Xue Xiafei stood still, "Just try, you can do whatever you can!"

Yang swaggered over, grabbed him by the placket, and suddenly made a small hook grab--this time not to throw him to the ground, but also to give him an ugly dismount.

Yang Da was proud, looked at Xue Xiafei, and roared at the same time: "You're finished!"

"Not necessarily!" Xue Xiafei grabbed him with both hands at the moment when he was exerting his strength, and turned around sharply to borrow strength, wanting to "throw" Yang Da out at once.

However, how could Yang Da be so easily submissive? He was an experienced veteran who was good at improvisation: he shifted his position, his hands and feet came out fiercely, and with a loud shout, he actually kicked that Xue Xia Fei to the ground - but he didn't take much advantage, he himself was kicked by that Xue Xia Fei, and fell to the ground.

"This is what you are famous for?" Xue Xiafei lay there, turned her eyes upside down to look at him, and shook her head, "Shameful, quickly admit defeat, I can still leave you a little face!"

Yang yelled: "Don't be complacent, see that I don't waste you!" He pushed his hand to the ground, and rolled backwards violently, directly above him. Then his huge body rushed like a meteor, pressing inexorably against him.

Of course, Xue Xiafei couldn't resist his Taishan-like body, and no one could force him to take the pressure. So he only rolled to the side.

He narrowly avoided it. But Yang Da didn't give him a chance to breathe, and as soon as he kicked the ground, he immediately attacked him with fifteen punches and twelve kicks like lightning, which directly parried that Xue Xia Fei in a hurry, just scurrying around.

"It's really a little crazy!" Xue Xiafei jumped behind him in a vertical leap and glared at him with some indescribable eyes.

Yang shouted: "Do you realize the power of your Uncle Yang? My arrogant sword is not in vain! There are more surprises waiting for you in the future!"

Xue Xia Fei said: "As long as you can defeat me, you can use any despicable means!"

Yang shouted, "You're not afraid that I'll kick you under you into a woman?"

"Then I'll scrap your eggs first!" Xue Xiafei roared angrily and kicked him with a flying kick, kicking his supporting hands numbly.

Yang Da retreated, and in a fit of rage, he went hand and foot together, and beat him all over the field.

Yang Da is known as arrogant with a knife, and he has considerable attainments in using knives. He relied on strength to draw his sword.

He already had strength, and he took full advantage of his body and poured power into the knife. But of course, strength alone was not enough for the enemy, so he studied and practiced his sword skills diligently.

The so-called knife technique, of course, is the knife technique of killing the enemy. He has developed a set of mad knives that suit him.

Others practice fast knives, but his knives are not only fast, but also fast to the point of "madness".

Others pay attention to attacking the enemy with one move and one style, and the target of his knife is the opponent's whole person - as long as he can hurt the opponent, no matter from which direction, what part of the attack on him is not the same?

There is no move, no style, just a knife that is crazy fast, and he can defeat the enemy. His knife has almost never been defeated in a single fight.

You can't deal with a powerful, fast and sharp knife. And you can't parry his knife at all. But you can't catch the slightest flaw in him and fight back against him - that knife has taken the attack as the whole thing, and he doesn't need to bother to defend it anymore.

No one wanted to deal with his knife, not even Xue Xiafei.

But now he has no knife in his hand. Without a knife, Xue Xiafei is of course fearless. Even if the other party is very burly, he is not in bad shape. Xue Xiafei's strength may be inferior, but in terms of experience and skills, he is still confident that he has the ability to defeat Na Yang Da. Especially after fighting with him for dozens of rounds, he saw that Yang Da was not as strong as before after successive shots to no avail, not only panting like a cow, but even his temper was more irritable.

Xue Xiafei still didn't fight with him, although the opponent's strength was weakened, he could still easily tear himself to pieces. But he finally seized the opportunity, when Yang Da's strength was weak enough for him to resist and fight back.

Yang Da has made a move many times, and he roared wildly while chasing his slippery body like a loach. If he catches him, he will definitely give him a blow that he will never forget. But before he could catch his breath and slow down, he accidentally kicked Na Xuexia Fei and almost kicked him down.

Yang Da rolled in the defeat, but before he could stand up, Xue Xiafei bumped into him and gave him four punches and two kicks.

Fortunately, Yang Da was on guard and punched out with both hands. Although he was hit by the opponent twice, the opponent did not get a bargain, and he was hit twice hard. But his body was also almost crumbling.

Seeing that the other party still wanted to take advantage of the situation to attack him, Yang was furious, tried to stabilize his body, jumped up and threw himself at him again.

The scene was stuck together again for a while.

The atmosphere on the field was strong, and the shouts on the field rang out loudly.

Liu Feixue sat there and watched the competition between the two on the stage, while drinking the mellow wine fed to her lips by the beauty next to her, she turned her head to look at the Zisha ecstasy at the adjacent table, and said: "Zisha is in charge, a few days ago, Liu's friend accidentally injured Brother Ling, Liu is still very sorry about this matter, and please don't take it too ......seriously."

Zisha glanced at him all his life, and the hatred in his heart suddenly rose. Standing behind Zisha Ecstasy, there is also Zisha Wushuang.

Zisha Wushuang was silent, and he was unmoved when he saw the gloomy face of Zisha Ecstasy: "The sword has no eyes, and it is common for martial arts people to be killed and injured." This time, I will learn my skills in the prince's mansion again, and elites from all walks of life will gather together, hoping that the Lord of the Willow Gate will deal with it carefully, and will not follow in the footsteps of my little brother who is not a climate! That will damage the prestige of the Lord of the Willow Sect for a long time!"

Although his tone was flat, the saber rattling in it was tense, and idiots could hear it.

Liu Feixue didn't seem to be moved, he smiled heartily: "Zisha is really compassionate, Liu should keep it in mind!"

Sitting in the Fuyi Liu official camp opposite, he looked at Liu Feixue with an inscrutable look in his eyes for a while. and Cang Yuesheng, the torture head on his side, also looked at the two of them with a sharp eye at this moment.

Li Ao, the king of Luoyang, also laughed loudly: "I am fortunate to be able to invite all the heroes and heroes to this mansion, and this king is deeply honored. This king has always admired people with lofty aspirations, and now all the heroes have gathered, this king has no words to express his excitement at this moment, and he can only borrow wine to salute all the distinguished guests——"

At this time, a gong sounded, and the director had already taken the stage to announce: "The time for the first game is up! Since the two sides have not won or lost, both have advanced to the next round of the game." Someone had already gone up to separate Yang Da and Xue Xiafei, who were panting and couldn't stop.

"Let's play the second game, Zhang Sanhu vs. Huang Xiao!" When the drum sounded, the two fought together.

Towards the Tingshui Bridge at one o'clock in the morning.

In the middle of the bridge, he stopped there for a moment.

He stood there, looking out at the river under the bridge.

The water surface was calm, and the blue sky and white clouds were clearly reflected, reflecting the bridge deck and him on the bridge in the water.

A small boat, carrying two people, came out of the bridge under its feet, and slowly flooded into the depths of the forest shadow on the shore.

Looking at the rippling river, the originally calm heart also rippled.

From the scattered ripples, he seemed to see the battlefield full of gunsmoke and misery.

-- In the earth-shattering shouts and fights, he stood on a high place in a velvet suit.

Countless enemies came like waves, and countless comrades fell. He was splattered with the blood of his enemies, and the spear in his hand stabbed down one enemy after another.

The corpses of the enemy were piled up one by one, and they were still swarming in the distance.

He was hoarse, and there were only a few people left around him.

Before reinforcements arrived, they were surrounded on the high ground.

Countless arrows rained down, and the people beside him fell one by one. He was hit by several arrows, but he still stood there with his steel gun in his hand.

Only then did he realize that there was only one person left beside him. The man was as strong as an ox with his upper body open. His two arms were as thick and thin as someone else's thighs.

The two stood leaning on their backs, letting the enemy charge at them countless times, but their two guns repelled them again and again.

He didn't know how long they held out, until they barely had the strength to stand up, when they finally saw the enemy retreat. And his body was filled with bows and arrows shot by countless enemies......

Their reinforcements looked at the two men who were still standing high in the pile of dead men in amazement, and at that moment, the blacksmith was like a killing god in the wind.

-- The low shout of the charge seemed to sound faintly.

A few more pairs took the field, some winning and some losing. The loser is resentful, the victor cheers, and everyone cheers for him.

Finally, it was the blacksmith's turn - the blacksmith was like a god of war at the moment, and he picked his opponent under the ring with a single shot, and the audience was amazed. Then the audience burst into discussions like a pot, certainly more enthusiastic than when he first came on stage talking about his god-like body.

After recovering and glancing at the river again, he tightened the medicine basket on his back and turned to go down the bridge.

The streets are quiet, and there seems to be no noise from the past. The streets weren't bustling than usual, but they weren't as quiet as he had ever felt.

For some reason, the sun only feels so quiet. This silence is becoming more and more obvious, and even the silence has reached a point that is almost unbearable for him.

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