This flamboyant fighting style immediately aroused the wrath of the others, and after a few eye contacts, the five noble knights formed a temporary alliance and laid siege to the blue-armored knights. Among these five people, there are two young nobles who have been in charge of fighting against Zhou Ming until the end: Robbie and Zeng Mo. They are all reasonable friends of Zhou Ming, and they can be said to be outstanding elements below Zhou Ming and above everyone in the martial arts arena for so many years. The surname Zhang is a veteran family, second only to the Wen family and a few other courts in prestige, Zhang Bi is the second son of the long house, he has won martial arts since he was a child, and he has a long-handled giant knife in both hands, and he is unstoppable. When Zhou Ming became an invincible martial god because of a certain mutation, the most powerful boy in Tian Yuan had always been the son of the Zhang family.

Zhang Bi could throw a flying bird with his steel long knife of dozens of catties within a hundred steps, and after landing, there were only shattered feathers and flesh on the tip of the spear. Li Li, a friend under him, was a master of the same family, and he made good use of the spear, and the moment he penetrated the power of the spear, he was able to penetrate the iron gate of pure steel. Zhang Xuan doesn't particularly like Zhou Ming, and he always has a feeling that he is fighting against non-humans every year, but he thinks that this is the quality that a reserve emperor should have, if he must choose one of Emperor Wen's sons to be loyal, he would rather choose this silent beast than Zhou Ju's greased sissy who is powdered.

Therefore, everything that may threaten the future monarch in his mind must be smashed at the tip of his knife. He was enraged by the blue-armored man in front of him who was selling martial arts. Combat is heavy and sacred, what is this fancy thing? He and Li Li made eye contacts, and the two of them came up from the left and right bags. Of course, Zhang Bi has the confidence to defeat the Blue Armor on his own, but when he has allies, he should fight quickly. In the battles of yesteryear, the two of them working together can make many difficult problems simple. Zhang Bi's giant knife slashed from the bottom to the top, attacking the horses of the blue-armored people. Li Li's spear pierced the front of the blue-armored man with the momentum of a flywheel.

If it was Zhou Ming, he would choose to use his knife with one hand to open the horse's attack, while the spear in the other hand would hit Li Li's fingers before he did, knocking off his spear, and then using brute force to knock Li Li away first—the two of them had personally learned Zhou Ming's method of breaking through. But can this kid in front of him have Zhou Ming's methods? Zhang Bi didn't believe it. The two of them could at least force him to pull his horse back and wait for an opportunity to attack in a row. The blue armor man's eyes outside the face towel did not panic at all, they were a pair of deep eyes with large and dark pupils, and the moment Li Li pasted it, he had an illusion that this kid was laughing.

At the moment when the two long weapons were about to be encircled, the blue armor man gently took his mount and deftly avoided Zhang Bi's blade, and he himself, as if he had no weight, flew up from the saddle, used the trident to support the ground, and threw the halberd in the direction of Zhang Bi with his strength, and at the same time bent and rolled in the air, two sabers flew past his side, he grabbed one of them, and stuck to the spear body that Li Li had just completed the whirling action, stretched his body, and flipped over like a swallow, and when he was passing his body, his feet had stepped on the spear body, Gliding down like an ice skate, the tip of the stiff boot pointed straight at Li Li's spear-wielding right hand in front of him, and the shiny saber went straight to his opponent's throat.

Li Li's cold sweat broke out. Fortunately, with the reflex instinct that he had practiced through years of fighting with Zhou Ming, he relied entirely on his physical reaction, and his left hand let go of the spear and blocked it around his neck. The blade of the horse knife was slashing at his arm, and he heard a loud bang, and a sharp pain smashed into the depths of Li Li's brain. But when he came back to his senses, he found that the pain did not come from his left forearm, but from his right hand, and three of the fingertips that had not been covered by the armor had been trampled on by the boot.

Li Li snorted, shook his arm in pain, and threw the blue-armored man out with his spear. He stepped back with his horse in his hand, and shook it so that he didn't fall off, but his right hand could no longer hold the weapon. He drew an extra-long giant sword with his left hand, and no longer dared to look at the blue-armored man carelessly. Zhang Bi used his long knife to pull away the trident, and the latter fell to the ground with a thud. He saw that his friend, who was not much worse than himself, was abolished in an instant, and his murderous intent suddenly became fierce. If everyone isn't having fun, then it's just you who lives or dies.

The above trick is really effective. This kind of civilian clown who practices acrobatics really makes people want to kill! Zhang Bi straightened his face armor and urged his horse to pounce forward for the second time. However, this time, the other three nobles who followed him in the siege had already joined Li Li. Although the armor conceals the appearance and physical signs of the person, the nobles also have their own identification signs, and Zhang Bi has gathered his friends in the lightning and stone fire, determined to kill the blue armor man within two attacks. Although Li Li only had one left hand, his power was only a small part of the attenuation, almost negligible.

The blue armorer's long weapon had been thrown to the ground, and he only had a pair of relatively short sabers, showing his disadvantage. Onlookers could see clearly that the small battlefield here would soon turn into a one-sided massacre. But the chaotic scene helped the blue-armored man, and beside him, another knight suddenly appeared. The man was quite large in size, and the horses carrying him were half a head taller than ordinary horses, standing out from the crowd. The giant's movements were obviously not as flexible as those of the blue-armored man, but when he rushed up, he waved wildly at Zhang Bi's people with both hands, forcing the five people to be stunned for a moment and giving the blue-armored man a chance to breathe.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the blue-armored man quickly leaned over his horse and picked up the spear that Li Li had just landed, and then pulled back his mount, forming a back-to-back person with the giant. Where did this big guy come from? Zhang Bi thought angrily. But it doesn't matter. His long knife pounced on the giant man with the sound of the wind. The latter was unafraid and looked ready to carry it. Zhang Bi sneered in his heart: In the entire Tianyuan City, even Zhou Ming didn't dare to guarantee that he would have to pick me up, he was really a bad guy.

Zhou Ming had already cleared all the obstacles in front of him at this time, and he reined in the horse's head not far from this battlefield, and there was no one in front of him and behind him for more than a dozen steps. He was going to take a break and see if there was anything to look like in the melee. The Qi King recognized Zhang Bi and Li Li and the others, and found that these two people were coming for real, and then caught a glimpse of someone who was going to eat Zhang Bi's slam blow, and he also smiled: Zhang Bi's kid is average, but in terms of the strength of striking iron, no one in Tianyuan can compare. It's not hard to defeat him, but at least avoid his fatal first blow. People who don't understand this truth seem to be not of my race, if Zhang Bi can't kill it, leave the rest to me.

Zhang Bi's giant knife was about to fall on the giant's big sword. However, just as everyone was about to be shocked by the sound of gold and iron, the blue-armored man suddenly threw his saber.

He was now in a position with his back to the giant, and at the same time with his back to Zhang Bi. Instead of turning around and throwing a straight line, his knife was thrown vertically upwards and fell from mid-air, because Zhang Bi was wholeheartedly trying to kill the giant first, and he didn't watch out when the blue-armored man threw the knife, and by the time he realized it, the knife had fallen straight from the top of his head.

It was too late for him to dodge, but instead of looking at his Celestial Spirit Cover, the saber fell straight into his arms, passing between his arms with a soft "poof" that was stuck in the middle of his mount's shoulder blades. Because the horses were also protected by armor, the knife did not penetrate very deeply, but it also pierced the flesh, and the horse neighed and raised his front hooves. Zhang Bi's swinging action completely lost his balance. The fight on the horse was supposed to be staggered by the two sides in a gallop, and he and the giant were also in a state of face-to-face charge, but this unexpected sneak attack suddenly disrupted his attack, and if it wasn't for his quick reaction, he was almost thrown off the ground by the horse.

The giant continued to lunge by inertia, and his mace met no obstacles, and was whipped into the hind hips of the horse. The horse's body made a dull dull thud, and the bones and flesh were shattered under the skin at the same time. Zhangbi, who has been in the final battle for many years, was completely knocked out in the first round and was crushed by the horse. He heard his own bones cracking, too. Except for the blue-armored man, everyone was stunned, including the giant himself. The attendant beside Emperor Wen felt that the old man in the shadows seemed to laugh happily.

The idlers around Shenluo who were still betting just now let out one cry of surprise after another. The princes became quieter among them, and even the whispers disappeared. Zhou Ju's two thin eyebrows suddenly raised, and his eyes shrouded in purple eyeshadow widened, for some reason, he suddenly felt an extreme disgust in his heart for this knight in blue armor, as if he had eaten something disgusting.

This person's style is completely different from Zhou Ming's, but the speed of causing damage is comparable, and it is obviously much more filthy than Zhou Ming, of course, if you look at it in a positive sense, it should be smart. Zhou Ju hates to talk about martial arts, but he also has a good athletic education, and he also knows what is most suitable for the needs of the real battlefield. Who is he? No, it doesn't matter. What matters is which side he really is. Zhou Ju closed the fan, and finally became a little interested in today's competition.

After Zhang Bi fell, the people around him were in a big mess, and they all rode their horses to dodge, so as not to inadvertently step on the injured again. At the moment when the crowd opened a gap, a black shadow quietly rushed over from the other side - it was Zhou Ming and his dark horse, he obviously had no habit of greeting. The blue-armored man caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly his face was serious, and he turned his horse's head and turned around and ran. This was a bit of a surprise to both those who participated in the battle and those who watched it. Zhou Ming cautiously used his short weapon to protect himself and his horse from the sneak attack of the blue-armored people, but his speed did not decrease.

Although the field was large, it was a circled ground after all, and soon the blue armor man was forced to the edge, and the latter did not hesitate and immediately began to circle around the field. The Qiwang chased after him, and the two of them, one black and one blue, were like chasing butterflies at night, fierce and murderous. During the chase, Zhou Ming was unhappy, although he knew that this was a delaying tactic, but the other party's blind escape made him feel a little fluctuating, which was ominous. After a little half a lap, he changed his mind, stopped the galloping horse sharply, made a sharp turn, removed the spear from his horseback with his right hand, and stabbed it at another man in the field.

This person was the giant who had knocked Zhang Bi down with the help of the Blue Armor Man just now. He seemed to be very loyal to the benefactor who helped him, and at this time he tried to help him from the periphery, but because he was tall and slow, he could not catch up with the two lightning-fast horses, and he had long been left far away. However, Zhou Ming saw a loophole, suddenly changed the direction of his attack, and took this person directly. When the giant reacted, it was too late, Zhou Ming's weapon had already pierced into his attack radius, and his big mace could only swing half a circle to meet the enemy, and he couldn't muster enough strength at all, so he heard a loud sound, and the big mace had already flown far away, spinning on the ground.

Zhou Ming wiped out the opponent's weapon with a shot of his right hand, and the two horses had already intersected, and he quickly controlled the horse with his left hand to circle around in a small circle, preparing to cripple the giant. But it also happened that because the force of the attack just now was too strong, and the movements of the big man were not very flexible, the giant was suddenly taken away by the big hammer that he took off, and he fell off the horse, but one foot was stuck in the stirrup and was dragged to the ground. Zhou Ming stabbed the air with a shot, and was startled, thinking that he had missed, but after seeing it clearly, he sneered and slammed the giant's mount with the body of the gun. The horse suddenly ran away in pain. According to common sense, if dragged out of the field like this, the giant would be half-crippled if he didn't die. Seeing that it was urgent, the situation suddenly reversed, and someone cut the stirrup with a knife from an unexpected direction.

Few in the audience could see where this man had come from, and it was only after he spun his mount nimbly, leaned over and pulled a giant of that size from the ground, and pulled him two steps away, breaking out of the threatening range of most knights, that it became clear to everyone that this was a knight of Zhoujia riding a beautiful chestnut horse. Although this man was also fully armed, he looked thin in a group of knights piled up with armor, and the Zhou-colored armor on his body was exaggeratedly decorated with a coat with red embroidery, judging by his movements, it should not be heavy armor, it was more than light, and the protection was insufficient. Someone asked Shen Luo: "There was such a person just now?" ”

Shen Luo shook his head: "I didn't see it." But it looks good. The little prince in green in the stands waved his little fist angrily, and spat out a series of indecent words in his mouth, which sounded like he was dissatisfied that someone was interfering with the sweeping activities of the big brother of the Qiwang. Zhou Ju frowned when he heard this, and was about to sneer, when he suddenly saw someone walking in front of him and knocking on the little prince's head: "Who taught you this?" Be careful, I tell my father. ”

Zhou Ju looked at it intently, and it was actually Zhou Hui who had been staying for most of the day like a wood carving clay sculpture just now. King Wu stood up from his middle position, which was neither left nor right, and ran to the position cheering for King Qi with a nervous face, and then anxiously turned to Zhou Ju's side, completely ignoring his identity, and after attracting everyone's cold eyes, he returned to the middle position, standing straight and staring at the middle of the field. Got the wrong medicine? Didn't this kid still have a sluggish look just now, why did he become like an ant in a hot pot now? Zhou Ju couldn't help but look at the field with Zhou Hui's gaze.

After the knight of Zhou Jia, who had just rescued people, took the limping giant out of the field before returning to the field. His move was obviously a bit eye-catching. The giant was the target of Zhou Ming's attack, even if he was dragged to death, it was estimated that no one would want to go to trouble to save him. But now in the middle of the field, there are not many people left. Zhou Ming effectively swept away most of the warriors who were suspected of being civilians, as well as more than half of the noble riders. The blue-armored people with extraordinary skills have also solved a lot, and after the first few rounds of scuffle, there are even more people who quit the scene by killing each other. Counting them, there are basically a dozen horses and their owners left, and the physical characteristics are clear at a glance.

Zhou Ming was still chasing the blue-armored man, and these two people didn't seem to care if the other knights would come out to stir up the situation. The people outside of them were mainly divided into two small groups in the brawl, one of which quickly divided the winner, and the three young nobles who recognized each other and formed a temporary alliance formed a temporary alliance, after finishing off the lone opponent, rushed into the middle of the other group, and broke the several sides that were fighting one by one, and achieved a short victory very efficiently.

And when the dust of the horses fell down, they found that they had missed one more target, that is, the Zhou Jiaren on the chestnut horse. It is also strange to say, although the battle just now was dark, this man and horse have always remained clean. Even the aristocratic trio who took advantage of the chaos to form an alliance to win the victory were crooked in armor, torn in their coats, all of them were covered in colors, and the horses were wounded by flesh, and the men and horses were panting and sweating profusely.

Zhou Jiaren didn't even have a single scar on his body. The chestnut horse was just sweating thinly. When there were many people, no one paid attention, but now everyone sees it. How did this man do it? There was a lot of talk in the stands. Who did he just fight? Who was shot down? He actually went to war? I didn't remember this one. It doesn't hurt to have a low presence. Fukara smiled and joked with the people around him. But now there was no way to avoid it, and he was surrounded by those three people. Among them is Li Li, who was injured just now. After Zhang Bi fell off the horse, Li Li very cleverly chose to fight side by side with his friends, he took off his face armor, identified himself, and sure enough, won his friends. According to the current development trend, it is likely that in the end, the blue armor and Zhou Ming will enter the final battle, and they only need to be responsible for clearing the periphery and then automatically exit.

As long as no other commoners enter the decisive battle, this practice can avoid losing the face of the nobles, and second, it can slightly save the favor of Emperor Wen, proving that the nobles are not completely useless. After Li Li clarified his thoughts, he immediately led his comrades to turn to the last target, Zhou Jiaren. In fact, he also wondered in his heart, why didn't he find out that there was such a person just now? What an oversight. Let's make amends. He gripped the weapon with his remaining intact left hand and commanded the others to rush forward.

Attacking from the left flank was a red-clothed knight with a broadsword, aiming at the head of a chestnut horse, while the yellow-clothed knight on the right flank aimed at the flank of the Zhou Jiaren with his Ge. Li Li was in the front, waiting for Zhou Jiaren to dodge, and then stabbed a fatal blow.

Zhou Jiaren seemed to be a little surprised when he saw the three of them gathering towards him, and when everyone thought that he would either be unable to avoid or be hard connected, he suddenly clamped his mount between his legs, and at the same time stretched out two thin iron chains from his arms. His chestnut horse, as if spiritual, suddenly lowered his head, clamped it between his legs, and then knelt down on the ground, and came with a necked neck and hid his head. The cardinal slashed through the air and slammed it to the ground with too much force. However, the two iron chains of Zhou Jiaren were very accurately put around the necks of him and the yellow knight, and they tightened in a millimeter, and they dragged themselves from their horses with the strength of their horses and jumped in the air.

The substitute spear in Li Li's hand had been pierced out like a poisonous snake, and Zhou Jiaren did an ape-like somersault with the help of an iron chain, which could avoid the tip of his spear, and before Li Li could take it back, he had already let go of the chain and fell, jumping straight to Li Li's horse. If the latter's hands are intact, he will definitely draw his sword and cut it. However, he had one hand temporarily incapacitated, so he could only be forced to let go of the spearman to draw a short weapon, which delayed time, and Zhou Jiaren landed right in front of him and came face to face with him.

Li Li was taken aback, and immediately hit his head with his head, but was dodged by Zhou Jiaren, and he lost his balance instead. Zhou Jiaren grabbed his heart guard, and kicked out Li Li's foot firmly on the stirrup with a hook of his right foot, and actually picked up a big living person from his horse, skimmed it horizontally, and threw it out. Li Li still held the short sword in his hand, and sat on the ground, snorting and unable to move.

The two knights in red and yellow, due to the inertia of the horse, ran far away, and then came back, only to see Zhou Jiaren riding Li Li's horse running forward, a whistle, the chestnut horse also recovered from the turtle state, and ran happily, Zhou Jiaren jumped back to his horse, let Li Li's horse go from the reins. But he seemed a little afraid to fight these two again, and immediately fled. The two refused to let go, and came after them. On the other side of the field, the battle between Zhou Ming and the blue armor man is not over yet. Zhou Ming stopped for the second time, slowly walked back to the middle of the field, and let the blue-armored man escape. The Qi King scanned the audience and found that the rest of the people were waiting for him, and he also saw Li Li, who had removed the face armor, being taken off his horse and thrown on the ground by Zhou Jiaren. He quickly changed his mind and prepared to intercept Zhou Jiaren's way.

The kid in blue can run if he wants to, and there will only be two people left in the end anyway. He stopped, and the blue-armored man slowed down. Under the watchful eyes of the audience, he turned his horse's head, observed the situation for a moment, and then decisively rushed towards the two noble riders behind Zhou Jiaren. The two sabers swirled in his hands, and the red and yellow duo could no longer effectively block by swinging their long weapons in a hurry, so the sabers slashed into their arms.

One is staggered, and both riders fall at the same time. Suddenly there were only three people left on the field. After doing this, the blue armor people stopped in a safe position, waiting for work, and watched the battle between Zhou Ming and Zhou Jiaren. Zhou Jiaren faced Zhou Ming, obviously lacking self-confidence, and the round of fierce fighting and chasing just now finally made him show his fatigue, and he could only retreat a little embarrassed. The Qi King slowly turned his weapon, casually thinking about which part of him he was going to make disabled. Shen Luo looked at the high platform where the princes were, there was now silence, there were no cheers or cheers, only one person was clearly out of place and fell into hysteria. Wu Wang Zhou Hui.

I saw that he was like an ant on a hot pot, circling wildly in a small circle in the stands, although the expression on his face could not be seen clearly from a distance, but it was estimated that he was already sweating profusely and panicking. Shen Luo thought for a while, and felt that he couldn't be worried about Zhou Ming, and the blue armor person was quite far away, so it should be this Zhou armor person who was worth him so much worry about. This person deserves to be so nervous about King Wu? Fukara suddenly had a strong curiosity. He secretly clenched his hands into fists under the table and began to prepare for the spell.

In the blink of an eye, the Qiwang had already attacked. This time, he was straightforward, swinging his spear and slashing at the top of Zhou Jiaren's head. The latter still seems to want to escape, but it may be that he realizes that there is no point in escaping, and it is more likely that he has not thought of anything, and instinctively raises his long weapon to resist. It was a mace. A deafening sound was heard in everyone's ears, and the mace flew out diagonally, and at the same time took Zhou Jiaren up from the horse and smashed it to the ground together—he didn't let go, even if he still had the strength to do it, but that's the end of it. Zhou Ming brought the horse's head back, and suddenly became a little angry: Is this such a person who survived to the end?

Judging from his strange dress and lack of heavy armor, he should be a civilian who doesn't know how to advance or retreat. That's fine, just crippled them just now, maybe it won't serve any warning. Now I'm going to teach them all a good lesson: there are many things that cannot be obtained by hard work and ambition; There are many more things that should never be hoped for.

Zhou Ming pulled out his saber, and a dark gold flashed in the daylight, which was the blood gauge light on the blade. He lowered the tip of his knife and rode his horse against the ground to rush towards Zhou Jiaren. The sword shines towards the neck of the latter. With the power of the horse, the Qi King could easily chop off the heads of the Zhou Jia people with a single sword. This is a declaration, a warning, and an exhibition. Then he would run to the guy who was watching the excitement, and think about whether to spare his life or not.

Seeing Zhou Ming's actions, Zhou Hui in the stands suddenly froze, like a stone statue. Shen Luo's eyes had already penetrated deep into Zhou Jiaren's side, and as long as he got a little closer, he could see the face behind this person's face armor. Suddenly, Shen Luo felt that he was suddenly and violently pushed away by a powerful force in the void. This force was menacing, and it was tense and hectic from the inside out, almost shouting and kicking Shen Luo out.

Zhou Ming's saber arrived in an instant, and Zhou Jiaren hurriedly had to hold his head with his hand to protect his throat, and the saber slashed deeply into his arm armor, and the broken bracer and blood splashed at the same time. Strange to say, Zhou Ming felt that his knife did not cut through the obstacle as smoothly as usual, and something soft seemed to resist stubbornly under the blade. The Qi King suddenly felt a kind of disgust: Shouldn't this kid's arms fly out in the air? How can you stay where you are? Could it be ...... In this world, there is a kind of person that Zhou Ming hates the most.

That's the Mystic. The Qi King hated all those who reversed the common sense of the world, these demons who practiced magic, interfered with the real and the unreal, planted superstitions and fears in people's hearts—such people were not worthy of living in the Heavenly Yuan. As long as I see it, I don't have a chance. The Qiwang braked his mount and returned to the second sprint without hesitation, "Stop!!" ”

Suddenly, someone yelled and blocked the way, and Zhou Ming found through the gap in his face armor that it was his younger brother Zhou Hui. No one could see exactly when he had fallen from the stands, and when everyone realized that he had rushed into the blood-stained martial arts arena with his robe in his hand, panting and stretching out his hands to stop in front of the Qiwang's horse, blocking Zhou Jiaren on the ground.

Zhou Ming stopped his mount, and the front hooves of the black horse drew a circle above King Wu's head, landing within half a foot of him. Zhou Hui couldn't open his eyes because of the wind he brought, but he still shouted: "Your Highness, stop!" Zhou Ming glanced at him coldly and asked what was going on with silence. King Wu's brows had been twisted into a twisted shape, his face was blue for a while, and he finally made up his mind, turned his head and knelt in the direction of his father, and said in a loud voice: "Zhou Jia, I am from my family, and I implore my father to spare his life." ”

There was an uproar in the stands, and everyone began to talk to each other, wondering what was going on in Zhou. did not directly ask Zhou Ming for mercy, but chose to turn to his father for help. This kid is really cunning. The Qi King thought angrily. There was no response in Emperor Wen's direction, and after a while, an attendant came over to deliver a message: "Everyone wait, reply in front of the seat." "The people in the martial arts arena, including the blue armor people, all came to Emperor Wen's car. Zhou Ming dismounted, but because he was armoured, he did not kneel. The attendant who passed the message then conveyed Emperor Wen's meaning: "The Zhou Jia people have removed the face armor. ”

The heavy blow he received just now, although he did not break his bones and tendons, but because of the deep injury to the bones, Zhou Jiaren's hands were ineffective, and Zhou Hui came over to take off his face armor. The effect of Shen Luo's spell just now had not diminished, he could see it clearly from a distance, and he almost shouted: Isn't this Li Zesi? Li Zesi's identity is ostensibly a disciple of King Wu, but in fact, he is a very capable secret sorcerer under Zhou Hui, who was just rescued from prison by King Wu a year ago.

Although he looked completely different from the usual appearance when he was forced into the armor, the decay of the eyebrows had not changed in the slightest - still hanging shoulders, tall, thin and malnourished, messy black hair peeking out of the helmet in a mess, pain distorted his entire face, the already pale and Zhou countenance, now almost turned into Zhou paper due to blood loss. He hung his head and said nothing. Shen Luo's heart flipped over: Just like him? Was you able to endure until the end in the martial arts arena just now?

Indeed, Li Zesi went through some life-and-death dangerous scenes, but they were all under the cover of secret arts. Fighting immediately with real swords and guns, Shen Luo believes that this kid will not last more than a quarter of an hour, and whether he will be able to get on and off the horse smoothly is a question. As for the heaviest weapon he ever held, it was probably a dagger knife. But as everyone had just seen, he not only managed to avoid all the attacks, but at the end he had brought Li Li off his horse with his bare hands. Shen Luo pondered for a long time: Could it be that in the half month since I left, he studied hard and practiced hard, and changed his career from a secret warlock to become a hand-to-hand combat bodyguard?

Thinking about it, he suddenly remembered the void force that pushed him away just now. That's right, in retrospect, that feeling is like Li Zesi himself. In terms of the possibility of performing the technique, Li Zesi was likely to enter the armor in an instant. That is, before the appearance of that force, it was definitely not this kid who was in the armor. But who is that? Shen Luo's mind was spinning for a long time. Suddenly, he remembered someone.

Could it be...... That makes perfect sense...... However, it's too nonsense! Shen Luo supported his forehead with his hand, and lamented: King Wu, what kind of trick are you doing? If Zhou Ming is allowed to know the truth, the consequences will be ...... He was struggling with it, and the critical situation had taken a turn for the worse. On the stands, Emperor Wen had not yet spoken, and Zhou Ming had already bowed down first: "Father, this matter is extremely ridiculous. It would be better for His Highness the Fifth Highness to explain clearly. Zhou Hui hurriedly covered the seriously injured Li Zesi with his body: "This ...... After my father's decree was issued, this man dared to come, and I was overlooked for a while, but he was guilty of not ...... death."

The Qi King intercepted his words: "Who said he was guilty?" On the martial arts field, there is life and death, the sword has no eyes, the skill is not as good as a person, what if you die. King Wu was choked, but he didn't give up his efforts, just blindly begged: "Although this person is dull, he is very rare to be strict in his daily work, and I will discipline him strictly in the future...... This is almost a scoundrel." The unhappiness in the Qi King's heart became more and more, he didn't necessarily want to kill this person, but the scene at that time was really infuriating, even if he was killed on the spot, it was not too much, and if he moved a thought, he might have let it go.

But Zhou Hui's attitude is clearly to give himself eye medicine, and it is really undignified to protect a subordinate in such a humiliating way - he can't be let go so easily. "The general of the defeated army will fall into the hands of the enemy in the future, will anyone intercede?" Zhou Hui had a bitter face: "Brother Huang, you just look at my face......" Zhou Ming interrupted him: "You regard acting martial arts as child's play?" "I didn't mean that...... Zhou Ming didn't mean to trouble Xiao Wu, but at present, he was bound to ride a tiger, so he let this person go, and he couldn't get over it on his face, since this is the case, it depends on his father's intentions......

Before Zhou Ming could finish thinking, another lazy voice suddenly joined in. "Father, this is an interesting matter." Wing King Zhou Ju stepped down from his seat, his fan had disappeared, his expression returned to normal, and he seemed to be smiling: "It is a good thing that His Royal Highness has such a good fighter under his door, and he is willing to serve the country." And what the royal brother said is also very true, he can't be merciful on the martial arts field, but after all, he is his own brother, and it's not interesting to make a fuss, not to mention that everyone is watching. ”

The expression on Emperor Wen's face was obviously not annoyed, but a look of interest. Zhou Ju knew that his father was in a good mood this time, and it was finally no longer the previous scene where a group of nobles were voluntarily beaten down by Zhou Ming. Take this opportunity to make some trouble for King Qi and King Wu at the same time. If you can take the opportunity to touch the bottom line of the big brother, it would be even better. Speaking of this, Zhou Ju glanced up at his father with a grin. Although Emperor Wen knew that he might have to play on the topic, he was also curious about what he wanted to do, so he smiled and nodded: "You say." ”

An ominous premonition came up from the bottom of Zhou Ming's heart, and he knew very well how much his second brother had in his heart. Zhou Hui looked up pitifully, as if there were countless unspeakable hidden. "The fifth brother tries to protect the doorman, it seems that he attaches great importance to it, but if he is let it go like this, the eldest brother's face is not good-looking, it is better for the fifth brother to try it out, and let the eldest brother be angry......" Zhou Ming immediately spoke out to stop: "No." If the fifth brother insists on asking for someone, I won't stop it, just abolish one of this person's legs. ”

King Qi has already seen that the Wing King wants to take advantage of Emperor Wen's good mood and deliberately provoke with frivolous words, if he falls into the scheme and does something detrimental to his dignity, it is really unwise. Hearing Zhou Ming's request, Li Zesi's face suddenly turned from miserable to defeated. One leg, not for fun. Zhou Hui's face changed, he looked at Li Zesi, lowered his voice, but still refused to back down: "...... Brother Huang, you just let him go. The leg is broken, and it will be inconvenient for future service. Zhou Ming glared at the fifth brother and thought: I'm giving you the stairs, can't you see that the second brother is playing with you and me? A subordinate can use such protection? I don't know!

It's hard to ride a tiger. Zhou Ming didn't want to back down, he didn't mean to embarrass this useless younger brother, but he definitely couldn't leave a handle for the second brother, if he retreated step by step now, it would make others misunderstand that he was weak and could be bullied. Especially Zhou Ju, he must let him know that the bottom line of the Qiwang is not so low. Zhou Ming arched his hand upward: "Those who have already fallen out of the field must have the courage to put life and death out of the way, endure humiliation and steal life, and do not do it, everything is subject to the decision of the father." ”

The words are very clear, and if you lose, you will die. Emperor Wen didn't want to refute the eldest son's face, not to mention that the kid was just an insignificant doorman. But Zhou Ju's words just now really played a subtle role, and Emperor Wen suddenly became playful. How many years of battlefield battles and court life will inevitably plant some black humor for an old man, even if he must always maintain his majesty, and occasionally let his sons be entertained and kissed, no one will dare to say anything. Emperor Wen touched the armrest of the chair with a pleasant face and said, "Since it is Xiao Wu's person, of course Xiao Wu has to take responsibility." ”

Zhou Hui's cold sweat suddenly flowed. Zhou Ju smiled. And the expression on Zhou Ming's face did not move at all. "Your second brother has a good idea. If you want to spare his life, try it out for him and your big brother. King Wu immediately fell to his knees with a sad expression. Before he could defend himself, Emperor Wen rushed to say, "He will not hurt you." If you are lucky and win a move and a half, bring the doorman back, and if your eldest brother wins, hand him over to dispose of him. So be it. After saying this, the old man leaned back in his chair with great satisfaction, looking very pleasant.