Looking at the two people on the stage, San Qianjun frowned suspiciously, and said secretly in his heart: "What's wrong with King Jing today? It stands to reason that the prince shouldn't be pressed by the prince everywhere?"

"Haha, the queen's trick is really wonderful! It is worthy of being the daughter of my Dou family!" But Dou Wei was secretly happy in his heart, and pretended to be puzzled: "King Jing, what's wrong today? If you go on like this, you won't be able to win the prince. ”

When San Qianjun heard this, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he defended King Jing: "Lord Sikong, it's too early to say this, right? The competition has not yet reached the last moment, and it is not known who will kill the deer!"

Seeing that the two were about to start arguing again, Tai Dian shook his head and didn't say anything. But Nangong Yue waved his big fan-like hand between the eyes of the two, and said impatiently: "I said Dou Sikong and Doctor San, you two quarrel every day, quarrel every day, even if you quarrel in the court, you have to quarrel when you watch a game today, can't you let the old man watch the competition quietly?"

Seeing that this was the second time that Nangong Yue was dissatisfied, the two didn't want to offend this big boss, so they had to turn their heads and move their eyes to the direction of the competition platform.

I saw that the prince was in power with one move, but he didn't spare people. He stretched out his right hand straight, and then brought the index finger and middle finger of his left hand together, as if accumulating strength, inch by inch from the shoulder of his right hand to the handle of the feather fan!

The words fall, beckon!

I saw that the feathers of the feather fan flew out one after another, turning into a sharp arrow made of ice and snow in the air, shooting towards King Jing!

"Is this the Snow Feather Cold Arrow?"

Lin Zhibai held a pen in his left hand and a notebook in his right hand, and asked Zhang Bao beside him with a serious face.

Zhang Bao nodded to Lin Zhibai, smiled teasingly and said, "Not bad, not bad, young man, you are very serious." After Lin Zhibai listened to the answer he wanted, his ears automatically turned into a worrying device to ignore Zhang Bao's words, and turned his head to continue to look at the competition between the two on the stage!

And King Jing didn't know what the two people on the viewing platform were talking about, he was busy blocking the gun left and right, and picked up the snow feather cold arrows from the top and bottom defenses, but he didn't prevent the snow feather cold arrows from being like having eyes, fixed in the air, and shot at King Jing with a sigh.

A look of annoyance appeared on King Jing's face, and he hurriedly stabbed the tip of his gun on the roof of the tall building nine points in a row. The "tassel gun" was so sharp that it stabbed nine fist-sized holes out of the tall building! And the mouth of the hole "banged" nine times in a row, erupting like a volcanic eruption. The shape seems to be a pillar in front of the palace of Afang Palace, surrounding King Jing in all directions!

And on this circle of pillars of fire, there were nine vivid dragons attached! The dragons were lifelike, and each dragon opened its mouth and spewed out a pillar of fire at the snow feather cold arrows in front of it. The pillar of fire collided with the cold arrow, making a "zizz" sound! Ice and fire met at first glance and turned into nothing!

And Zhang Quhu, who saw the duel between the two in his eyes, tilted his head and looked down at his three sons and said: "This should be Lin Zhijing's Nine Dragons Fire Pillar Cover, you have to take it to heart, if the two armies face off in the future, you can use it!"

When his three sons heard this, they reacted differently. The eldest son, Zhang Lingsheng, nodded and said, "Obey my father's orders!" The corners of his mouth pulled disdainfully. This action was very light, but it was still seen by Zhang Quhu, he closed his eyes in disappointment, and opened them very quickly, so that his sons would not see their father's attitude!

The second son, Zhang Lingbao, didn't even want to be perfunctory on the surface, and said to Zhang Quhu on the spot: "Why should my father care, a prince who has probably never even seen blood and is pampered? If he meets me on the battlefield one day, the child will definitely cut off his head and drink it as wine!"

When Zhang Quhu heard this, he stared at Zhang Lingbao angrily, and he didn't speak, but the sense of majesty revealed by the long-term military frost made Zhang Lingbao, who was so unrestrained, that he didn't dare to say more!

Zhang Quhu looked at his two sons so proud and arrogant, and his heart was indescribably disappointed and angry. But he still wanted to see the reaction of his third son, and looked at Zhang Lingbao out of the corner of his eye, but saw that he took out a pen and a notebook and recorded it carefully over there, and looked at King Jing on the competition platform from time to time.

After seeing the scene in front of him, Zhang Quhu's heart was a little wider, he stroked the tiger's beard slightly with one hand, and did not say anything to praise Zhang Lingtong, pretending not to see it, and turned his gaze to the two people on the competition platform!

And King Jing on the competition platform didn't know that the people and horses of Daxia were judging themselves over there. There is only one person in his heart, mind, and eyes now, and that is the person opposite him who he regards as his lifelong enemy - the crown prince!

Fang Cai's dozens of moves were suppressed by the prince everywhere, King Jing felt very unhappy, but he also thought with some doubts in his heart: "What's wrong with me today, why can't I play at my usual level?"

King Jing, who was determined to win back his face, held the "fire tassel spear" upright, and his legs were bowed, intending to make a trick to defeat the prince. He spun the "Tassel Gun" vigorously again, and countless flames came out and attached to the body of the "Tassel Gun".

Before this move was made, the momentum was already revealed, and when I saw King Jing on the viewing platform, he was like an ancient god emperor, and some people with low cultivation couldn't help but want to kneel down and worship him!

But King Jing knew that he was suffering, just because when he pulled his leg in the shape of a bow just now, his lower and lower body were actually pulled out of a tingling sensation. He gritted his teeth and hissed, but his face pretended to be calm. The movements of his hands did not stop, and he pressed the "fire tassel gun" into the void fiercely!

An invisible blade cut out of the body of the spear and slashed at the prince, who saw that his moves seemed to be fierce and abnormal, but in fact they were empty and godless. couldn't help but praise his mother in his heart and said: "Mother, this beauty trick is really wonderful!"

He also had the intention to make King Jing's face look blank, and waved the feather fan like graffiti, and the blow that King Jing regarded as a killing move was easily scattered in the air and turned into a bubble!

King Jing saw that the prince only waved his feather fan lightly to resist his very confident move, and a stunned look appeared on his face.

"Why is that?"

Within a few seconds, the expression on King Jing's face turned into annoyance again, just because the prince said sarcastically:

"What's wrong with the Third Emperor Brother today? Why do you feel out of state! Did you spend too much effort on the woman last night, so you don't have the strength to fight the Imperial Brother me now?"

The speaker has a heart, and the listener has an intention! King Jing suddenly felt that yesterday's "daytime preaching and chanting" was so strange, and he rolled his eyes slightly, aiming at a delicate woman somewhere on the viewing platform! He secretly exclaimed:

"There must be a reason for things to go wrong, is it really that she has given me some kind of means?"