Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The cold moon is like a hook.

Straight streets of Chang'an City.

The sound of horses' hooves echoed incessantly.

But under the moonlight.

It turned out to be a cavalry team of ten people galloping past, and finally stopped at the gate of Yuwenshu's mansion.

Smack!

The steed stopped.

Immediately a knight rolled down and stood firmly on the ground.

I saw this person - one foot tall, with big shoulders and a round waist, like a tiger, eyes like a god, a pale gold face, a high nose bridge, wearing a dark gold samurai suit, and carrying a black and heavy long-handled blade.

He came to the door and knocked lightly.

Not much.

The door opens.

A doorman poked his head out and looked out.

When he saw the appearance of the people outside, his face suddenly showed joy, and he said loudly: "Oh, young master, you can come back!" ”

"What, something happened at home?"

This dusty servant and the person who returned at night is Yuwen Shu's grandson and Yu Wenhua's eldest son - Yuwen Chengdu.

At this time.

I saw that the servant's face was different.

Yuwen Chengdu asked immediately.

The servant welcomed Yuwen Chengdu into the house, and said back: "Back to the young master, in the past few days in Chang'an City, no one in my Yuwen family can win, and the head of the family is a little unhappy. ”

"Imperial Warriors?"

Yuwen Chengdu was stunned when he heard this, and then remembered what Yu Wenhua mentioned in the letter he wrote to him a few days ago.

"Tell me about it."

Yuwen Chengdu took his hand behind and asked casually.

"I'll tell you about it."

At this time.

Yu Wenhua flashed out of the backyard with a happy face, and said.

He looked at his son and his heart was settled.

"Father!"

Yuwen Chengdu clasped his fists with both hands and saluted Yu Wenhua and bowed his hands.

Yu Wenhua nodded and said: "My son came back at the right time, when the Son of Heaven will personally watch the battle, my son will show his might, and he will definitely be favored by the Son of Heaven!" ”

"However, the selection stage of this Imperial Fighting Martial Arts has passed, how can I participate in the competition halfway?"

Yuwen Chengdu frowned and asked.

Yu Wenhua laughed and said, "Eh! This time, King Jin is solely responsible, and this matter is not simple? ”

As he spoke.

Yu Wenhua and one side of the Yuwen Chengdu into the study.

Yu Wenshu has been waiting here for a long time.

"Chengdu, are you sure?"

As soon as you enter the study.

Yuwen Shu's scorching gaze stared at Yuwen Chengdu and asked slowly.

Yuwen Chengdu nodded slightly and replied, "There is no problem." ”

A smile appeared on Yuwen Shu's face, he reached into his arms, gently placed a piece of information about the person who had been promoted in front of Yuwen Chengdu, and continued: "These are your opponents. ”

"It's just a local chicken, there's nothing to see."

Yuwen Chengdu pursed his lips and said.

"Hahahaha!"

Hear this.

Yu Wenshu couldn't help laughing.

In fact.

Yuwen Shu, the Yuwen clan, is not the Yuwen lineage of the Northern Zhou royal family.

His ancestor came from the head of Poye, and he was a real Hun people, not of the same origin as the Xianbei people.

But.

Because Yang Jian inherited the power of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

There is a natural sense of vigilance about Yuwen's.

Although Yu Wenshu was not a member of the Northern Zhou royal family, he still did not gain much trust from Yang Jian.

That's why.

Yuwen Shu saved the country with a curve, approached Yang Guang, the king of Jin, and tried to use Yang Guang's success in winning the throne to gain more political assets.

And this battle in front of the emperor is an extremely important part of Yuwenshu's planning.

He wants to use Yuwen Chengdu's powerful force to make Yuwen Chengdu enter the army, and through a series of merits, Yuwen Chengdu will gain Yang Guang's trust, so that he will have more say in Yang Guang's camp.

So.

In the eyes of Yu Wenshu.

In this fight, Yuwen Chengdu must win, not lose!

……

Time flies.

In an instant.

Three days have passed.

this day.

It was the first day of the Imperial City School Competition.

After the competition of ten rings in Chang'an City.

A total of 100 winners were selected.

These people were divided into two groups of fifty people each, and they were caught and killed one by one.

Five battles are played every day, and the winner moves on to the next round.

……

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

At this moment.

In the large school field in the Imperial City Forbidden Garden.

The soldiers and horses of the left guard, the right guard, the left guard, and the right guard came out together and surrounded the entire school.

Hunting with flags.

A forest of knives and guns.

Yang Jian, the son of Sui Tianzi, and the empress Dugu Jialuo sat firmly on the main seat.

On their side, the crown prince Yang Yong, the king of Jin Yang Guang, the king of Han Yang Liang and other royal bloodlines sat down respectively.

Further down.

It is the loyal and filial piety king Wu Jianzhang, the prime minister Gao Gong, the king of Changping Qiu Rui, the backer king Yang Lin, Han Baohu, He Ruobi and this group of important ministers.

These people are the martial arts officials of the previous generation and the bigwigs in the military circles.

Wait until many important ministers sit down.

Shi Wanbao, the commander of the Imperial City Forbidden Garden, led the Imperial Forest Army to slowly march to the field, guiding a group of warriors to enter the arena.

Yang Jian smiled, looking at the many young heroes below, and a sense of pride arose.

"Your Majesty, all the warriors have entered the arena, will you start the competition?"

The samurai were arranged in two rows.

Shi Wanbao, a general covered in gold armor and holding a battle axe, trotted up all the way, knelt on one knee, and asked Yang Jian for instructions.

Yang Jian nodded slightly and said to Shi Wanbao: "The game begins!" ”

"Obey the order!"

Shi Wanbao gave a military salute, then quickly retreated.

Not much.

The drums of war rumbled.

The first battle in the Imperial City Forbidden Garden officially kicked off.

"The first formation, Wei Wensheng, against, Hou Mo Chen Ting."

With the herald's order.

I saw that in the left team of the samurai, a general galloped out.

But when I saw this person, the leopard's head and eyes, the swallow jaw and the tiger's whiskers, like a galloping horse, the sound was like a huge thunder, the golden armor, the big red robe, holding an eight-point steel gun, riding a neighing black horse, which was very similar to the late Han Dynasty Huan Marquis.

This person is none other than that Wei Wensheng, nicknamed "Sai Zhang Ye".

[Name: Wei Wensheng (Mingxuan),

Age: 30 years old,

Health: 560 (Strong),

Strength: 200 catties,

Martial arts: Huan Hou marksmanship (proficient),

Spell: Heavenly Tiger Roaring Forest,

Shoxing: Celestial Tiger Star. 】

Wei Wensheng immediately went into battle, first bowed to Yang Jian, and then turned around the war horse, galloped back and forth in the ring, and shouted: "Where is Hou Mo Chen Ting?" ”

"I'll do it too!"

He didn't finish speaking.

I could only hear a shout from among the samurai on the other side.

Followed by.

A fast horse flew up.

The man on the horse is one foot tall, his face is like a god, his golden helmet and golden armor, and he is full of domineering.

This person is holding a gilt boring phoenix wing, and between the opening and closing of his eyes, the essence of light bursts out.

"Huh?"

Offstage.

When Wang Ke saw this person, he was slightly stunned.

Subconsciously, he turned on the simulator and looked at the person's basic information:

[Name: Yuwen Chengdu,

Age: 24 years old,

Life: 3,600 (near God),

Strength: 1,200 catties,

Martial arts: Nine Heavens Qilin Boring (Dacheng),

Spell: Thunder Divine Might,

Jiangxing: Nine Heavens Ying Yuanfu thunder universalized Tianzun. 】