The competition is set in the palace of Liuli Palace, although it is a small-scale martial arts exercise in the palace, but because of the agreement that a king and a marquis are important, it is extremely eye-catching.

The royal princes and dignitaries of the land of Chunyue were all present.

It can be seen from this that for thousands of years, although the classics and writings of the Nine Lands have been splendid and brilliant, and there has never been a shortage of talented scholars and scholars who have been rich in literature and carving dragons, or bards who have been outrageous and spitting pearls, but once it comes to the moment of deciding the national and political affairs and the livelihood of the people, it has always been necessary to rely on force to resolve disputes. Martial arts is something that penetrates into all the places and nobles, up to the hearts of the people of Pingtou.

Li Yao, the No. 1 general in the Nine Regions, did not want to participate in this martial arts. When he struggled to resist the suspicion and malice of the court from all sides, and confronted the Nangong clan's powerful ministers only to be finally provoked, he found that they were not only involved in the power struggle of the allies in the land of Chunyue, but also fell into passivity at the beginning. Win or lose, they will be held back for a long time by those who plot against the law.

But the spirit of the martial artist makes him never give up or cowardly, no matter how vicious the bloody rain and bloody wind, swords, swords, and shadows he has experienced, how can a group of courtiers insult the royal family.

Li Yao then sat beside Li Yu, a young man under the Xuanchang pavilion, with a firm and calm expression, wearing the prince's robe of a dark golden dragon similar to his imperial robe. The eldest princess, Li Ni, sat beside her. Li Xuan, who was dressed in a red gold dragon and phoenix brocade robe, and the young king in the phoenix robe sat on the other side of Li Yu.

A group of princes and dignitaries in brocade clothes stood around the empty moire white jade ground in front of the pavilion.

The court Shangnangong announced that he would verify the strength of the dragon soldiers of Emperor Jun except Li Yao, and it would be difficult for Li Yao to fight with his armor.

The Xiahou Gang he sent was draped in the Xuan-colored gold-edged Mingguang armor that symbolized the prosperity of the Nine Lands in the past, and held an unbladed five-foot Mo knife, which was as heavy as a rock and shining like a sharp weapon, standing in the shining sun. Li Yao in the Longxiang army has worked hard to cultivate a group of strong and loyal warriors, all of whom are capable generals, but now there is little left, fortunately, Xiahou Gong is the one he relies on the most, and this time he took him to escort him, which was to prepare for an unexpected emergency.

At this time, standing facing Xiahou Gong was Chunyue's golden-armored warrior, he held a cloud-patterned silver spear with a handle tightly wrapped around the head of the spear with an oilcloth, and his body was even more majestic than Xiahou's, but because his cheeks were covered with golden armor, it was difficult for people to see his true face, and because the sun reflected on his body and exuded dazzling brilliance, it was difficult to look directly for more than a moment.

The two towering soldiers in heavy armor represented two outstanding military forces, so that the people present couldn't help but think of thousands of soldiers like them lined up under the sky, rushing on the battlefield, fighting side by side and sweeping through the nine places.

The golden-armored faceless warrior picked up the silver spear with one hand and pointed it directly at Xiahou Ao, the young but battle-hardened Xiahou Ao's face was calm, he raised the long knife in his hand and looked straight ahead, and then stepped forward with a low shout.

The gold-armored warrior stood upright, until Xiahou Gong's long knife forced into the spear and bent his knees to attack his lower road, and then flew forward with lightning speed, and actually jumped high on the tip of the knife with one foot, flipped straight in mid-air, and spun out the silver gun ring in his hand to Xiahou Ao, who had just completed the swing, Xiahou Gang raised the knife again to block, "bang" a spark splashed out, Xiahou was forced to turn over and roll sideways to avoid this shot.

The surrounding spectators exclaimed. The few people sitting in the pavilion except for the young Yu Shuhuanxiang timidly raised his hand to cover his eyes, all of them looked calm, although Li Yu was tense and his heart was beating wildly, he only clenched his fists under the case. He knew that all this stemmed from the struggle and protection of him, and more importantly, for the revival of their clan.

The golden-armored man did not stop for a moment, he had turned and leaped at the same time to sweep the spear, he was powerful but extremely fast, and in an instant the circle of spears swept like a beast roaring. Xiahou Gong also shook his spirits, his eyes were blazing, he knew that he only had to be as close as possible to the front of the opponent to contain the advantage of the spear, only to see him with the swept spear instantly sideways waist, let the spear wind blow his cheeks and instantly get up and swing the knife vertically, was held by the golden armor with a spear, tried his best to provoke, he retreated to dodge, unremittingly jumped up and turned his wrist and slashed, the golden armor vertical spear was then stabbed out and forced him away. If it weren't for the battle between two high-strength warriors who matched each other, and arbitrarily replace one of them, I am afraid that the person who replaced it would have been completely defeated and even bloodied on the spot.

Li Yu's eyes were completely implicated by the two figures of the competition, and he felt that his clenched palms were full of sweat, and the sweat on his back also seeped out of his underwear. He longed for Xiahou Gong to win, not only because he could defend him, but also because of the feelings of the heroes of his family and country who were stirred up by this wonderful martial arts battle in his young heart, he revered the soldiers who stood up for his family and clan in times of crisis, and felt inferior because of his youth and incompetence.

The sword light and gun shadows are unpredictable, so fast that people can't see it, only the thud of the weapon burst is endless, and the two people in the fierce battle force the spectators around them to repeatedly retreat to make more space, but the two figures are often only staggered for a moment and overlap in one place, Xiahou Gong firmly clings to the opponent in order to deliver a winning blow at close range, and the golden armor constantly provokes and wants to use all the superb marksmanship.

Until a hundred rounds later, the two were still fighting, and in a blink of an eye, everyone heard Xiahou Gong roar, and then exclaimed together, only to see him holding a knife and facing the gun with his eyes like a torch, but he finally had to pay the price for his recklessness. Looking at it again, Xiahou Gong opened the spear with a knife, quickly turned around under the gun, and grabbed the barrel of the gun with one hand, and then slashed horizontally!

The long knife and the body, the golden armor warrior had to let go of the spear in amazement, seeing the gun fall into his hand, how could he be willing, and then he also roared, and turned close to Xiahou, Xiahou was startled, backhanded the knife, and the horizontal knife slashed at the face of the golden armor, almost at the same time, his neck had been hit by a huge fist, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the silver spear had been taken away, and when he retreated by force, his chest was stabbed by the spear.

The two of them each took a few steps back before they were about to stand. There was another exclamation of surprise, and Li Yu and the others in the pavilion couldn't help but stand up.

The armor of the golden-armored warrior had been cut off, and blood was pouring from his face, and everyone took a closer look at it was Nangong Qingyun, the commander of the garrison. Looking at Xiahou Gong again, his hand covered his neck, his breastplate was already dented, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

If it is a real battle, I am afraid that the two of them will have died together!

Nangong Qingyun, who was standing upright with a gun, couldn't stop the blood on his face and fell onto his armor, but the place where there was no blood was Tie Qing. He was obviously unwilling, gritted his teeth and glared angrily, but his face was expressionless, and suddenly his cheeks twitched, and he let out another angry roar, and pounced on his opponent with a gun. Xiahou Gong in front of him did not show weakness, and he raised his sword desperately to meet it.

Just as the two were about to meet again, suddenly there was a sharp roar outside the field, and the audience didn't have time to react, but saw Xiahou Gong who was meeting him suddenly bent down and jumped away, and the sound of a collision between a weapon and armor came, followed by a clanging sound on the ground, and Xiahou Gong had been swept by a spear and flew out.

"There is a hidden weapon!" The sharp-eyed person Fang understood that Xiahou Gong was hit only after dodging the arrow, and his eyes looked for a short arrow carved with a bronze axle falling on the ground, and then looked at the two people who were fighting, Xiahou Rong's armor was shattered, his face was pale, and he held the knife on the ground, and the oilcloth of Nangong Qingyun's silver spear head had been shaken off, and the tip of the gun was shining silver in the sunlight!

The cry fell and rose.

"Ahh

"Bastard!" Li Yao scolded, and jumped out. A figure had rushed out in front of him.

"Brother, be careful!" another figure flashed on the field and rushed towards Xiahou Gong.

Nangong Qingyun turned a deaf ear, as if he would not give up until he reached his goal, and stabbed Xiahou Gong who fell to the ground with a spear.

All of this happened in the same instant.

Nangong Qingyun saw a young man with a knife jumping out in front of Xiahou Gong, and only snorted contemptuously, the head of the gun turned, and when he was about to touch the opponent's blade, he picked it up in the void, and slashed it down sharply, and a heavy blow fell on the shoulder of the young Xiahou Duo, and Xiahou Duo snorted and fell down with a spurt of blood.

"My brother!" Xiahou shouted and tried his best to get up and fight again with a knife, but he staggered to one knee and fell to his knees. At this moment, Nangong's gun did not hesitate to roar towards him again.

"Stop!" A childish and sharp shout sounded, and a young man appeared in front of Nangong Qingyun who flew up, a young man in a Xuanjin dragon robe, a young man with resolute eyes and a stride to protect the Xiahou brothers.

"My Emperor!" shouted the Xiahou brothers, who fell to the ground behind the young man.

Nangong Qingyun was shocked in his heart, the gun had already been shot at this moment, and he had to grit his teeth and pull it violently, and the tip of the gun almost touched Li Yu's face before stopping.

"My emperor is careful! It's disrespectful, don't stop yet!"

"It's so victorious!"

The crowd of spectators shouted.

The young man Li Yuqiang held back the trembling of his body, his eyes jumped over the extremely sharp tip of the spear pointed in front of him, and looked directly at the mighty and tall Nangong Qingyun in front of him.

He felt a chill before the arrows rang out, and the courage and thought that somehow made him throw all cowardice and draw his sword while all eyes were still focused on the two men of the jousting competition, and stand resolutely in front of the dangerous opponent as a true warrior, and stop behind those who had sworn to defend.

"Dang" slammed down, Li Yao's dragon sword had arrived, and he struck away the cloud pattern silver spear, and he stood in front of Li Yu, his red eyes like fire and looked directly at Nangong Qingyun. Nangong Qingyun looked at him for a moment, and finally put away the gun and knelt down on one knee and kowtowed: "The sword and gun have no eyes, and the last general has no intention of committing it, so I beg my emperor to atone for his sins!"

"Nangong Qingyun is guilty of fraud, you can't win, the emperor's soldiers are outstanding in martial arts, heartfelt and sincere, you should follow the will of our emperor, choose a day to invite my emperor to climb the royal platform of Yushan to worship the sky, and then join the emperor's army to raise the Northern Expedition!"

Everyone's eyes looked back at the princess, and then they looked for Nangong Ming, who was standing in a green shirt under the courtyard corridor, only to see that his ridged cheeks were still almost expressionless, only holding a cold smile at the corners of his mouth on both sides.

Li Yao also looked there, but saw that those dark and cold eyes were also facing him. He stared into those eyes, trying to see all the intrigues hidden inside, but it was not so easy to see through the fog.

Li Yao left those eyes and glanced around. That feather arrow, which few people could understand, was to warn Xiahou to avoid the tip of the spear shaken out by the opponent and save his life.

All kinds of people stood around, amazed and discussed, each with its own motives but hidden deeply. Li Yao actually had a lingering feeling in his heart, he found that he was far less comfortable in such a situation than on the battlefield, and he was not as sharp as Li Yu this time. His dragon knife clenched in his hand, but he didn't know where to swing it.