"So what??"

"So I'm very sad now, you said that they are envoys from other countries, quietly come to our Mexican country, eat feasts, watch performances, and go hunting in the hunting grounds on the outskirts of the city, how good, this set of processes is arranged, anyway, they are all according to the routine, and there is nothing wrong after all." Mo Xiuzhu frowned, looked at Mo Hanqing with a bitter face, and said:

"But the envoys of the Beichen Kingdom didn't say anything about the exchange of courtesies by force in their country, so I hope that our Mo Kingdom can also send some masters to have a competition between masters and masters with them."

"Competition?" Ye Qiqi looked at Mo Xiuzhu with puzzled eyes and asked, "How many people are coming?" ”

"Twenty."

"Then you also pull out the martial champions of our Mo country every year, and it would be better to learn from them?" Ye Qiqi looked at Mo Xiuzhu with some puzzlement and asked.

Mo Xiuzhu sighed heavily and said: "The key is that our country's martial champion is not the best martial artist in the country, the selection of martial champions, in addition to martial arts, there is also the content of the examination about the marching formation, that is to say, the so-called martial champions are all familiar with military books, proficient in the art of war, and the best in martial arts." ”

Ye Qiqi listened to what he said, nodded and said, "What do you mean, in fact, there are some people in our Mo country who are very good at martial arts, but because they don't understand the art of war, they didn't go to participate in the selection of martial champions?" ”

"yes, that's what it means."

Mo Xiuzhu's gaze glanced at Ye Qiqi's face, then turned to Mo Hanqing who was lying on the bed, and continued to sigh:

"That's why I'm depressed, you think, that Beichen Kingdom originally advocated martial arts, and all the people were soldiers, and then their martial arts competition didn't ask where they came from, no matter whether they knew the art of war or not, as long as their martial arts were powerful, so basically, every year they were selected as martial arts masters of Beichen Kingdom, if they directly sent our martial arts champions of the Mo Kingdom to compete with them, it is estimated that our country's face will be lost."

"Then you might as well think of something else."

Ye Qiqi spread his hands, isn't it just to find some people with good martial arts to fight, what a simple thing, what a simple thing, then what are the cold guards of King Jing'an, aren't they claimed to be the top 20 masters of martial arts in the Mexican Kingdom? ?

Although these masters ...... Belch...... I have been beaten one by one......

"Haven't I just come to Uncle Huang to find a way!?" When Mo Xiuzhu heard her say this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Finally got the conversation back on the right path!

"What, Uncle Huang, I heard that everyone in those cold guards under your command is a master of martial arts, and their skills are ranked in the forefront of our Mo country, so what...... Why don't we discuss it, and you can lend your cold guards to my nephew for my use? ”

Mo Xiuzhu looked at Mo Hanqing lying on the bed expectantly, looked at him with a dog-legged expression and asked.

"Leng Wei?" Mo Hanqing repeated these two words in a low voice.

"Yes, yes!" Mo Xiuzhu's head suddenly nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"Heh, I want to lend you Leng Wei." Mo Hanqing turned his head, glanced meaningfully at Ye Qiqi, who was sitting beside him, and continued: "It's just a pity...... They probably won't be able to represent our country. ”