"How arrogant the two swords are in the martial arts, and it is no different in front of Mr. Zuo. ”

"The top masters of martial arts can't beat Mr. Zuo's punch, it's really the best in the world. ”

"I think it's a land immortal, but that's it. ”

......

The onlookers were full of praise one by one, and they were convinced of Zuo Ziliang's martial arts.

Mo Chen was also a little surprised, this person did have some skills, the punch just now implied Taoist rhyme, and it was not an ordinary martial art.

But it's just a little surprised, after all, it's a mortal.

Mo Chen didn't pay attention to the follow-up, turned around and pulled away from the crowd, and walked towards the East Palace.

It's just that he just returned to the small courtyard, and before he could go in, he was invited by Liu An, saying that he had something important to discuss.

followed the visitor to the main hall, Liu An was already sitting on the main seat waiting, and there was an old man wearing a crimson official robe sitting on the left position, with a silverfish bag at his waist, with a momentum of not being angry and arrogant, obviously a high-ranking official of the imperial court.

The mansion of the Peng Demon King is quite far away from the East Palace, and it takes two hours to go to the mansion alone, and Mo Chen has stopped at the mansion and on the road, and it is also three or four hours, Liu An seems to have rested during this time, and the red blood in the young man's eyes has long disappeared.

Seeing Mo Chen come in, Liu An's immature face had some joy, and without waiting for Mo Chen to bow his hand, he said, "Uncle Mo is here, please take a seat." ”

Someone was present, even if Mo Chen was a celestial immortal, but in the face of the human emperor he wanted to protect, he still had to respect it, and he still bowed his hand before sitting on the right seat.

Liu An continued: "Uncle Mo, this is my Lord Wang Zezheng, the prime minister of Great Wei, and it was Aunt Qing who found Lord Wang to reunite Gu with his father and son. ”

Prime Minister Wang Zezheng has always been at odds with the King of Chu, so he will support Liu An, this is on the way into the city, I heard Aunt Qing and others mention it, Mo Chen also bowed his hand to him, but the old man has been in power for a long time, and he will not return the salute when he accepts it.

The young man said again: "Tonight, I discussed it with Lord Wang, and Uncle Mo will go with me, and at the banquet, I will ask my father to canonize you as a lonely martial master." ”

Let a monster be the prince's martial master, so what should I teach him?

What Mo Chen is good at is a Nanming fire and spells that rely on mana, although he has cultivated eight or nine Xuan Gong, but he really can't do martial arts.

He refused: "My martial arts skills are shallow, and I can't be the prince's martial master." "That's the truth!

Lord Wang snorted coldly and said, "Mr. Mo's body can even break the treasure sword, and he still shirks the shallowness of martial arts, doesn't he want to assist the prince?"

I think it was Liu An who told him about saving him from the hands of the Crazy Knife Shuangxiong.

"Yes, Uncle Mo, you are strong in martial arts and have taught me, and if there are assassins in the future, I will also have the power to protect myself. "Liu An has only been the prince for a few days, and he has already suffered several attacks.

Mo Chen thought about it for a while, but decided to agree, anyway, when Liu An ascended the throne, he took the merit and left, and it was nothing to do in this position, but this old man made people very unhappy.

Seeing Mo Chen's response, Liu An smiled brightly, and he said: "Then I will change my name to Master, Master will go back to the house to rest for the time being, and will follow me into the palace later." ”

When I entered the city in the morning, there had been a long delay on the road, and I was taken by the Peng Demon King, and it was a little dark.

Less than half an hour after Mo Chen came out, Liu An sent someone to invite him into the palace again.

The East Palace is actually part of the Imperial Palace, and you have to go through the Imperial Palace to enter and exit, but it is still necessary to distinguish between the two, after all, there are two different owners living in it.

Although the palace is luxurious and magnificent, it is far from the Dragon Palace and the Heavenly Palace that Mo Chen has ever seen.

However, this emperor did not live long, Mo Chen looked at the old emperor's slightly trembling hand and bloodless face when he picked up the wine glass at the imperial banquet, and made a judgment.

The old emperor really didn't live long, if Mo Chen could use his mana, he would be able to see the golden dragon of luck above the old emperor's head, the figure was illusory, and it was about to disperse.

It was said that it was a royal banquet, but in fact it was also a family banquet, there were only three people, the old emperor, the king of Chu and Liu An, Mo Chen stood behind Liu An and looked towards Liu An's main competitor, the king of Chu.

The king of Chu is nearly middle-aged, with a long beard, wearing a python robe, and a graceful bearing, judging from his appearance, he is far more like an emperor than Liu An.

It's a pity that you met me...... Mo Chen sighed in his heart.

Heavenly immortals came to help mortals compete for the throne like a dimensionality reduction blow, and the seemingly powerful King of Chu was really vulnerable in front of Mo Chen.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Liu An put down the wine glass and saluted the weak old emperor: "Father, the son has something to do." ”

"Oh, what's the matter with my son?" the old emperor stopped the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Liu An.

"When Erchen was in the people, he got acquainted with a high-ranking person named Mo Chen, who was strong in martial arts, and Erchen wanted to worship him as a teacher, and learn some martial arts to strengthen himself and protect himself. ”

"Is that the Mo Chen who saved you?"

"Exactly. ”

"Well, my father canonized him as ......"

When the old emperor said this, the king of Chu suddenly interrupted, and he said: "Brother Huang, the people of the mountains and wilderness have only won two bandits, how can you know his skills, how can you teach the prince to practice martial arts?"

"And what do you want?" asked the old emperor.

"Now Mr. Zuo Ziliang, the first master of the Great Wei, is staying in his brother's palace, if the royal brother does not give up, he can let the prince practice martial arts. An inexplicable look flashed in King Chu's eyes and he proposed.

Although Zuo Ziliang injured his people today, he also showed his profound skills, he was the prince's master, and it was much easier for him to find someone to start with.

The old emperor was a little hesitant for a while, he knew that the king of Chu intended to take the throne, and the prince's martial master would never use his people, but that Zuo Ziliang was indeed famous and the first in the world, so it didn't make sense.

Seeing that the scene was at an impasse, Mo Chen pursed his lips disdainfully, just today I saw that mortals dared to compare with him, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

He stood up and said, "Your Majesty, the grass people are willing to compete with that Zuo Ziliang, and the winner will be the prince's master." ”

"Uncle Mo......" Liu An whispered to stop, that Zuo Ziliang is the best in the world in martial arts, and even he, a young man from a mountain village, knows that it is good to lose.

"Your Highness, don't worry, I know it in my heart. Mo Chen comforted.

Infected by Mo Chen's self-confidence, thinking of Mo Chen's broken steel knife body, Liu An also had a trace of firmness in his eyes, and he said, "Father, just allow Uncle Mo to have a fight with Mr. Zuo." ”

"Brother Emperor, what do you think?" the old emperor asked.

Mr. Zuo agreed. "King Chu is full of confidence, after all, judging from the same target Crazy Knife Duoxiong, it is still Zuo Ziliangqiang.

"Okay, tomorrow at noon, the West School will compete in the martial arts, and the winner will be the prince's division!" Seeing that both sides were meaningless, the old emperor finalized.