In the blink of an eye, two days have passed, and the time for the competition has arrived.

The competition was arranged in the martial arts arena in the palace, and in order to show justice, a group of ministers were allowed to watch it.

When Xie Changye arrived, everyone had already arrived. Looking at Han Jun standing there intact, Xie Changye sighed in his heart.

It seems that Xie Wuyi really didn't make a move!

"The Seventh Prince." Duan Mufeng walked to Xie Changye's side, his smile still gentle.

Xie Changye retracted his gaze and looked at Duan Mufeng, "Prime Minister Duan is here to cheer up this king today?" ”

Duan Mufeng smiled and nodded, "Naturally, I don't know if the Seventh Prince's injury is all healed?" ”

Xie Changye said: "Of course, these days, this king has not only recovered from his injuries, but also made great progress. ”

This was said quite loudly, and many people present heard it. The official who had been scolded by Xie Changye in the court before couldn't help but speak with some mockery in his tone: "Yes, then I don't know what progress the Seven Princes have made?" ”

Hmph, even if Xie Changye has really studied and practiced hard in the past few days, how can he compare to General Han.

"Well, the most obvious improvement is ......"

Xie Changye paused slightly, losing everyone's appetite, and even Han Jun couldn't help but look at Xie Changye.

"What is it?" The official who spoke just now couldn't help but urge.

"Of course, it's the king's weight, I've been injured for a few days, and I've gained four pounds!"

Everyone: "......"

Xie Wuyi, who happened to come over: "......" Sometimes he really wants people to seal Xie Changye's mouth!

Han Jun retracted his gaze with a complicated expression, and competing with Xie Changye was simply an insult to him!

Xie Wuyi had already arrived, and the competition would naturally begin soon.

Three people compete in pairs, and the lottery determines which two people will compete first, and who will have a bye in the first round.

Although Xie Wuyi didn't play tricks behind his back, he didn't do anything without his hands and feet. Under his arrangement, Xie Changye had a bye in the first round and stood on the side of the stage as an audience.

And Han Jun and Su Sheng, the prince of the Marquis of Zhongyong, conducted the first round of competition.

Han Jun was born in a military camp, and although his whole body size is not very burly, he is definitely stronger than ordinary people. Standing on the stage, as the competition began, the Han army took the lead. The fist is windy, and the hole is powerful.

Xie Changye frowned when he saw it, walked to Xie Wuyi's side, and lowered his voice and said: "Brother Huang, did you really not let people drug Han Jun, it seems that this is fierce, and the younger brother may not have beaten him." ”

Xie Wuyi glanced at Xie Changye, and said with a cold face: "Defeat before the battle, look at your appearance!" ”

Xie Changye raised his eyebrows and said: "People are valuable in self-knowledge. ”

"Don't worry, will you run into Han Jun later." Xie Wuyi's tone was firm, "Since Chen can give you a bye in the first round, he is naturally sure that Su Sheng will win." And Su Sheng's side has already been arranged, and he will naturally lose to you. ”

To be honest, he thought about directly letting Su Sheng win Xie Changye and become the commander of the Imperial Forest Army. But in this way, I am afraid that some people in the court will continue to entangle. It's only cheaper than Xie Changye.

"Su Sheng?"

Xie Changye looked at Su Sheng, who was receiving the recruitment opposite Han Jun in the stands, with a slender figure, fair skin, and most importantly, a baby face, compared to Han Jun......

"Brother Huang, do you think that the two of them are like an old father beating his own son to death?"

Xie Wuyi's eyes twitched, "Shut up and concentrate on the competition!" ”

Not to mention, when Xie Changye said this, he suddenly felt a little similar.

"Brother Huang, you haven't said it yet, why Su Sheng must win." Xie Changye continued to speak.

Xie Wuyi took a deep breath, "Although Han Jun has been on the battlefield for many years, he has always attached great importance to martial arts, and Su Sheng is a rare martial arts genius, I have seen the skills of the two of them, Han Jun is definitely not Su Sheng's opponent." ”

Hearing this, Xie Changye took a look at the two people on the stage again, indeed, although Su Sheng only accepted the offer at the beginning, he did not take the initiative to attack.

But Han Jun didn't get the slightest bargain, and now that Su Sheng has just started to make a move, the situation of the two people is immediately leveled, it seems that this Su Sheng does have a great chance of winning.

But......

Xie Changye narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said to Xie Wuyi: "Imperial brother, is it only you who knows that Su Sheng is a martial arts genius?" ”

Xie Wuyi shook his head, "Naturally not." ”

Xie Changye sighed in his heart, "Then Brother Huang, have you ever wondered if those who want to ensure that Han Jun becomes the winner will do something......

Xie Wuyi's face froze, and before he could speak, something suddenly happened on the test table.

Su Sheng, who had already suppressed Han Jun, suddenly frowned, and his whole body began to be unstable.

The South Korean army seized the opportunity and immediately counterattacked.

Although Su Sheng reluctantly accepted the move, but soon, his steps were vain, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, and he became more and more dizzy in front of him, unable to see the moves clearly, and was finally kicked by Han Jun to the audience.

Xie Wuyi's face turned pale, "Xie Changye, you crow's mouth!" ”

Xie Changye pursed his lips, "It's clear that you are not fully prepared for it, Brother Huang, and the tricks you don't want to use don't mean that others won't use them." ”

"Your Majesty, the last general has won." On the test platform, Han Jun clenched his fists and spoke loudly at Xie Wuyi.

"General Han doesn't feel that he is a little invincible?" Xie Wuyi's eyes were sharp.

Han Jun glanced at Su Sheng, who was helped up under the competition stage and his face was pale, "Your Majesty, although I don't know why Su Shizi suddenly became unwell, but the competition is a competition, and it is also something we should do to ensure that our body does not have problems before the competition." ”

Xie Wuyi snorted coldly, "What General Han said is not unreasonable. ”

"Your Majesty, the last general requests that the second round of the competition start now." Han Jun's eyes were full of ambition, Su Sheng's trouble had been solved, and Xie Changye naturally had nothing to worry about.

Xie Changye glanced at Xie Wuyi helplessly and resentfully, and then said, "I know, this king is coming." ”

Xie Wuyi frowned, Xie Changye was naturally not Han Jun's opponent.

"Xie Changye, you ......"

"Brother Chen will not admit defeat." Xie Changye interrupted Xie Wuyi's words, and there was a determined look in his eyes.

Xie Wuyi looked at Xie Changye, feeling that it was rare to see a little bit of the character of the disciple in him, and just nodded with satisfaction, he heard Xie Changye say it again.

"Unless you make a public decree to let your brother admit defeat now, Brother Huang, why don't you make an old man?" Xie Changye's face was flattering.

Xie Wuyi's heart choked, "Xie Changye, you can give me a chance to compete now!" ”

Xie Changye touched his nose and muttered, "Got it." ”