Chapter 8: The Power of the Flying Soul

What no one expected was that Ji Sun's family would go to court the next day. In Sanheng, if anyone really has a brotherly relationship with Lu Dinggong, I am afraid it is this Jisun family. Although Sanheng is a blood relative of Lu Dinggong, after several generations, the feelings represented by this blood relationship have been very weak. Only Ji Sun's family, because he studied and hunted with Lu Dinggong when he was a child, was different from the other two.

Ji Sun's mouth was: "The king can't go." The lowly ministers immediately responded: "Your Excellency is reasonable, the king can't go." Shao Zhengmao and Kong Qiu glanced at each other, and stepped forward together: "My lord, the two countries will be allied, the king of Qi has already said that he will be there, and if the king of Lu can't be present, I am afraid that he will be caught by the state of Qi." Ji Sun looked at the two angrily: "I heard that it was the two of you who led the king to go up." Let me ask you, if the Qi state is very powerful, if the king is forced to cede the city and give up the land, will the king agree or not? If he agrees, how can the ancestral territory be lightly ceded? If he does not agree, who can guarantee that the king will not be coerced by the Qi state, and who can guarantee that the king will return to China safely?"

Kong Qiu gave a deep salute: "My lord, my Lu country takes etiquette as the first and soldiers as the last, if Qi is sophistry, Qiu should fight according to reason; if Qi is threatened by soldiers, Qiu should personally ride in a chariot and escort the king back to China." Jiagu is actually closer to our Lu country than Qi country, although Qi country is powerful, and the alliance is not a war, how many chariots can he carry? According to the usual 500 times, at most no more than 1,000 times. Can't I, the country of Lu, come with a thousand military chariots?"

Ji Sun pondered: "Even if the army is not weak, I heard that the Qijing Public Guard has Kunlun Nu blood, and they are extremely brave, and one is ten." On the high platform, people can only bring ten close attendants, if the Qi country suddenly attacks, how can the king's close attendants be the enemy?"

Shao Zhengmao smiled and saluted: "Don't worry, my lord, the country of Qi has warriors, and my country of Lu does not have it? I was about to ask the king and the lord to look at it. After speaking, he clapped his hands gently, and after a yellow gate got the permission of Lu Dinggong, he stepped down and shouted: "Xuanzilu and other ten warriors enter the hall!"

Kong Qiu's eyebrows were raised, and his eyes were less positive. Shao Zhengmao smiled at it. In the blink of an eye, ten big men dressed in bright armor walked up to the court with a high spirit, and the leader was nine feet tall, burly and majestic, and it was Zilu. Zilu first saluted Lu Dinggong, and then bowed to Kong Qiu. After that, Zilu turned to Shao Zhengmao and also performed the teacher salute!

Kong Qiu looked at Shao Zhengmao, his face was calm, but his eyes flashed with a cold light. Shao Zhengmao suppressed his pride and saluted Lu Dinggong: "Your Majesty, this is the first batch of warriors I selected and trained for the king. Of course, Mr. Kong Qiu also did his best to help in this matter, and among these ten people, seven of them were his disciples, and Zi Lu, who was the leader, was a proud protΓ©gΓ© of Mr. Kongqiu. β€œ

Kong Qiu looked at Zi Lu, Zi Lu's eyes and Kong Qiu's eyes, there was still great respect for the teacher, but Kong Qiu saw more things. Although he was quiet on the outside, he felt a pang of cramps in his heart.

Shao Zhengmao pointed at His Royal Highness: "If the king is not at ease, you can order a hundred armor soldiers and let these ten warriors fight against him!"

Lu Dinggong was shocked: "One is ten? This is not a joke, even if ten warriors are extremely brave, they may be able to be ten for ordinary people, but the soldiers in front of the lonely hall are all strong men who are selected by thousands of people, and their combat power is extraordinary, and they are all people who are one against ten." Wouldn't it be a pity if there were casualties on both sides. ”

Ji Sun was very excited: "Your Majesty, because of this, if Zilu and other ten warriors can really block ten armored soldiers with one block, then they can deal with ordinary people, and they can fight one against one hundred." Such a warrior, if we have a thousand men, can defeat the army of any country. What does it matter if there are a few casualties in such a big event? The minister suggested that it could be demonstrated. ”

Lu Dinggong nodded, and ordered His Highness's armor soldiers to line up with 100 people and fight against ten warriors.

Kong Qiu Shili: "The public should order that the two sides of the battle fight with wooden swords, even if they are injured, they will not die, these people are all strong men of my Lu country, how can they be lightly damaged?"

Shaozheng raised his eyebrows, and was about to speak, but Lu Dinggong had already nodded: "What Mr. said is extremely true, and he ordered someone to change the wooden sword and bald ge." Shao Zhengmao had no choice but to stand up straight, looking at the ten people unwillingly.

Seven of these ten people were disciples of Kongqiu, and three of them were disciples of Shao Zhengmao, all of whom had not long been in the capital of Lu State. However, the hundred armor soldiers on the opposite side are all children of nobles who have lived in the capital for a long time, and they are all selected capable soldiers. When they heard that these ten people boasted about Haikou, they were all angry that they wanted to fight against ten. Not to mention the noble status of the armor soldiers, non-nobles are not allowed to wear armor, these ten people heard that their identities are ordinary, and they are wearing bright armor, which is already an arrogance. Therefore, they have long been gearing up and discussing, and they will fight, no matter what wooden swords and bald swords, they don't need to use all of them, and ten people surround one, that is, each of them punches and kicks, and they are guaranteed to become meat pies.

The two teams opened a fight in the school field, and at the sound of an order, a hundred armor soldiers rushed up and surrounded ten people, for fear that someone would not be able to fight and would flee.

The two sides confronted each other for a moment, and I don't know who shouted first, and a hundred armored soldiers instantly submerged ten of them. The scorching sun was on the school field, and the dust was flying, and only the muffled sound of fists and feet and leather armor colliding could be heard. Broken wooden swords and vultures were thrown out of the warband and fell to the ground. Surrounded by the armor soldiers, the ten people couldn't see the shadows at all, but the shouts and cheers of the armor soldiers were heard: "Hold him down, let me punch!"

Everyone in the palace was shocked, and Lu Dinggong said uneasily: "This is ...... Enough is enough. ”

Ji Sun didn't look at Shao Zhengmao with confidence, but Shao Zhengmao was not nervous at all, he smiled slightly: "The king doesn't have to be anxious, just wait and see." ”

At this moment, there was a loud shout from the chaotic crowd, and the sound shook in all directions, and it was Zilu's voice. With this roar, the armored soldiers gathered in a group hula dispersed as if they were frightened by something, revealing the ten people in the middle. The bright armor on these ten people had been torn to pieces, their hair was scattered, and their faces were scarred, and it seemed that they had received a lot of punches and kicks. But at this time, the eyes of these people flashed with cold light, like a fierce tiger to pounce on the soldiers, everywhere they went, the soldiers fled one after another, and the slow runners were caught, so they had to fight to the death, but they seemed to be soft and cringe, and they cowered. Hundreds of armor soldiers, like a flock of sheep, were driven and chased by these ten evil tigers, and it was difficult to resist!

Zilu caught up with a tall armored captain, the captain was quite bold, not as frightened as the others, and struggled to resist, but after two rounds, he suddenly felt a shock in his heart, and the Zilu in front of him seemed to have become much taller, with sword-like fangs exposed in his bloody mouth, and his fists were like stone hammers, but he felt weak. He waved his arms weakly to resist, and the quilt was knocked to the ground. Probably Zilu suffered a lot of losses from him during the battle just now, and at this time he was furious, holding down the captain and holding his neck tightly with both hands. The captain's legs were struggling, and his eyes were bloodshot. The two armor soldiers rushed up to rescue, Zilu turned his head and glared, the two armor soldiers suddenly felt frightened in their hearts, and their feet were soft, because the momentum of the forward rush did not stop, and they both rolled to the ground.

Kong Qiu soared from a field of crops, the messy crops had lost their former verdant and neatness, the farmers working in the fields were gone, and there were several corpses of farmers on the roadside, with the wounds of knives and axes. On the wide road, a group of soldiers were running, chasing down a few farmers with hoes. The soldiers no longer held the same hoes, but became swords and axes. Kong Qiu didn't care about this, and flew straight towards the palace wall. Zilu's Zhonggong world was rampant, but the power of restraint was still so strong that Kong Qiu couldn't fly over the city walls. The gatekeeper with a spear in his hand stabbed each other with a spear, Kong Qiu did not dodge or dodge, he was hit twice, the white light flashed on his body, and he slammed open the palace gate and entered the palace.

The king sitting on the throne was gone, and a group of soldiers gathered around the throne, swords and spears raised together, facing Kongqiu. These soldiers are clearly different from the outside, tall, strong, and full of strength. Kong Qiu knew that time was pressing, and there was no chance to persuade, so he waved his sleeves and rushed to the throne. There is an untouchable place in every middle palace world, and that is the materialization of the main soul, called the soul base. If the soul base is threatened, the main soul will be alert immediately, and if the soul base is destroyed, the main soul will be severely damaged. Of course, Kong Qiu didn't want to destroy the throne, he had to let Zilu quickly return to his soul. He didn't dare to rashly enter the middle palace of the captain of the armor soldiers, two flying souls entered the middle palace of one person at the same time, if they coexisted peacefully, it was fine, if they fought, it would always be the battlefield that would be hurt.

Sure enough, as the armor guards of the throne gradually retreated, when Kong Qiu was only one step away from the throne, there was an angry roar outside the palace, and in the blink of an eye, the burly king, carrying a guillotine, had already blocked Kong Qiu. This is his middle palace, he is the main soul here, his speed and strength are the least restricted, and he can play at full strength. However, just like the last time he faced Shao Zhengmao, he also felt a huge pressure when he faced Kongqiu, and he felt that he was not this man's opponent. Moreover, he is very familiar with this person, in the outer world, he respects this person and is in awe of this person, and this feeling still exists even in the middle palace world.

Kong Qiu looked at the king, the guillotine in his hand was still dripping blood, and the tiger skin armor on his body had turned into a battle armor mixed with copper and leather armor, which seemed to be a head taller than before, and his whole body exuded a violent aura. Kong Qiu's heart ached, and the scene he least wanted to see finally happened. He raised his hand, the white light was blazing, the wind howled, the soldiers were blown to pieces, and the white light covered the king. The king felt the extremely strong pressure, as if a giant python was entangled around him, he roared again and again, brandished his guillotine, trying to split the white light that was entwining around him, the white light flickered and dimmed, all of which could not be cut off, and it was getting tighter and tighter.

Kong Qiu felt the king's powerful power, and his heart was dripping blood. He imagined in his heart that one day, he might have to make a choice about Zilu, but he never really thought that he would have to make that choice.

At this moment, Kong Qiu's flying soul trembled suddenly, and he was shocked, this was someone invading his middle palace! How many years had he not felt this way? He didn't care about anything else, withdrew the white light, and rushed out of the palace gate quickly.

The king gasped and sat down on his throne, trembling uncontrollably.