The ring match was highly anticipated, and the royal martial arts arena was noisy early in the morning.

Under the huge ring, people crowded one after another, and a large area of black pressure was all rushed from all over the six countries to watch the melon-eating masses who watched the show.

Ye Junlan relied on his identity advantage and took a group of relatives to occupy the best position under the ring.

Qin Zhilan and Xunlin and others, as famous masters from all over the world, accompanied them as judges.

At three o'clock, the challenge begins.

Ye Xiuyan walked slowly into the ring surrounded by a group of imperial courtmates, Zheng Achun, Xu Yingluo, Condensation Yue, Jiang Xilei and others, and there was a moment of silence in the noisy martial arts arena.

"The eldest princess is so beautiful."

"Thin powder, light sweep moth eyebrows, heavenly fragrance and national color, peerless beauty."

"The posture of heaven and man, no wonder you can get Prince Rong to fall in love with your heart."

There was a slight commotion all around, Lin Jingcheng raised his eyebrows lightly, and looked at his sweetheart without shying away, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and he was full of spoiling.

"The first day of the competition was chess!"

Zheng Achun was wearing the uniform of a trainee female officer, her eyebrows were flying, and she shouted a neutral one: "Those who are interested in challengers will come to the stage in turn, and the number is unlimited, and Her Royal Highness the eldest princess can accept everyone's challenge at the same time." ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the martial arts arena.

The melon-eating crowd who watched the show all opened their mouths wide, and their shocked eyes almost fell.

"The Thousand-Faced Poison Doctor is one of the few amazing and brilliant people in the world, otherwise he would not have captured the heart of Senior Brother Yun Feng with his amazing talent and made him unforgettable for the rest of his life."

The palace master and his wife of Wuji Palace hid in the crowd, watching this scene, they also had mixed feelings.

"It's a pity that Yun Feng rarely sees such an exciting scene again, and she finally missed it."

"Uncle Yunfeng......"

Lin Jingcheng heard the conversation between the couple and his eyes, and a complex and indistinguishable light flashed in his eyes.

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Some people came to the stage to challenge one after another, and Ye Xiuyanguo, as Zheng Achun said, ordered someone to set up a chessboard in the ring, and accepted everyone's challenge at the same time.

From early morning to dusk, hundreds of people took the stage in turn.

Ye Xiuyan was confident, calmly walking between the chess tables, and her falling pieces were swift and powerful, crisp and neat.

One challenger after another came with fighting spirit and walked away in disgrace.

When the sun sets, there are very few people who dare to challenge on stage, and no one dares to have contempt anymore, and they are full of awe for the tall and beautiful girl on the stage.

The eldest princess of Xiliang made her first appearance in front of the world, and she conquered everyone with her unparalleled chess skills, and since then her fame has spread throughout the six countries.

"Sister, it's a big stick, big brother is proud of you!"

Ye Junlan sat under the stage from beginning to end, escorting his sister, full of pride with Rongyan.

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The competition on the second day was calligraphy and painting.

Ye Xiuyan didn't give the challenger a chance, and showed amazing talent as soon as she came up, calligraphy with her left hand, painting with her right hand, using two hands, writing and painting with both hands, which stunned everyone.

Lin Jingcheng volunteered to be a model, jumping into the ring in full view of everyone to cheer up her sister's gun dance.

The extraordinary young man jumped on the paper, the figure of the swift dragon was vivid, and when he looked at the person who painted, the indulgence inadvertently revealed under his eyes was vivid.

Ye Xiuyan used her left hand to mention a poem on the painting, and when the last stroke fell, Xun Lin rushed up from the stage excitedly, shouting at the top of his voice that it was priceless.

There is no other reason, there is only one life-size portrait of the prince in the sky and on the ground, and the rarity cannot be measured by money.

(End of chapter)