In the face of such an arrogant three, Ye Wuchen was still calm and light on the surface, and said to everyone under the dragon chair: "Is there anyone willing to have a discussion with these three young people?"

After Ye Wuchen finished speaking, more than a dozen people stood up and said:

"Lord of the Kingdom, Mo Xuan is willing to consult with them. ”

"Lord of the country, Murong Hao is willing to participate. ”

"Lord of the country, Zhao Qing is also willing to ask for advice. ”

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Facing the people who got up, Ye Wuchen nodded with satisfaction and said, "Mo Xuan, Murong Hao, the two of you plus Qing'er will choose one person from the Protector General's Mansion, and you will have a discussion with these three young people. ”

Situ Qing stood up and said, "In accordance with the will of the National Command, my Protector General's Mansion is willing to select a member of the escort team to participate in this competition. After speaking, Tianqi walked out and stood with Murong Hao and Mo Xuan.

Looking at the three people who came out, the envoy looked at Ye Wuchen again and said, "The lord of the country can choose a few more people, our young people can compete continuously, and each person can cope with two games." ”

The implication of the envoy's words is that one of them can be worth the two people of Huaxia, and they are very conceited.

After trying to finish speaking, Murong Hao on the side showed a disdainful expression and said, "It's really arrogant, to say such wild words." I really hope that you will show your arrogant capital in the future,"

And Ye Wuchen said lightly: "Three people are enough." After speaking, he walked straight down from the dragon chair and waved his sleeves: "All the transfer of the royal school, I want to appreciate the strength of the young talents of the Lancang Kingdom." Afterwards, the ministers and envoys followed Ye Wuchen to the royal school.

The lord of the country and the minister of civil and military affairs came to the school field, Ye Wuchen sat on the huge platform, all the civil and military officials stood below, and Mo Jieer and Situ Qing stood beside Ye Wuchen.

Under the ring, Tianqi, Mo Xuan, Murong Hao and Lan Cangguo have all arrived.

Seeing that both sides were ready, the envoy arched his hand to Ye Wuchen and asked, "Lord, can you start." ”

Ye Wuchen nodded slightly, and the eunuch beside him shouted loudly: "The competition between the two sides has officially begun." ”

As soon as the eunuch finished speaking, one of the people in the Lancang Kingdom jumped up, came to the ring, looked at the three of Tianqi, and said: "The Lancang Kingdom is recovering, the fourth order of the martial artist, come to ask for advice." Prepare to receive my Iron Fist first!"

Mo Jie'er's elder brother Mo Xuan jumped into the ring when he saw this, jumped into the ring, and said: "Huaxia Guo Mo Xuan, the fourth order of martial arts, come to receive the teaching!"

Looking at Mo Xuan, who was slightly emaciated, he raised his muscular arms and said with a smile: "Look at your weak little body, I'm really afraid that a gust of wind will blow you away, and if I take a punch, I'm really afraid that I will knock you through." ”

In the face of the provocation of rehabilitation, Mo Xuan was expressionless, and replied unceremoniously: "The fat man with well-developed limbs, can he only talk about it? Let us see the height under our hands and look at the sword!" After speaking, he raised his sword and stabbed at the recovery.

Rehabilitation looked at the stabbing sword and sneered: "I don't know whether I live or die, so I'll let you taste the iron fist of this young master." After saying that, he waved his fist and greeted him.

Both of them are fourth-order martial artists, and there is not much difference in strength, but Mo Xuan uses a long sword, and there is only a pair of iron fists to recover.

Seeing that his recovery had fallen behind, Mo Xuan couldn't help but taunt: "Isn't it known as an iron fist? Why is it soft now, haven't you eaten? Use all your strength!"

Although he fell behind, he didn't show much fear in his recovery, he was still calm and calm, and in the face of Mo Xuan's ridicule, he said lightly: "Hey, I didn't expect you to have two hits, but with the strength you show now, you can't win me." ”

"Spotted lion soul beads, soul-turned. ”

Roar~~~, after a crisp lion roar, the breath of recovery changed dramatically, and the body vaguely appeared in the shape of a lion.

In the face of the recovery of the soul, everyone present showed surprise, and Mo Xuan on the stage was even more shocked, the soul beads were extremely precious, even the eldest son of his dignified prime minister of the Huaxia Kingdom had never owned one. But across from him, a young man from a small country actually had a soul bead on his body.

After recovering from the soul, his strength climbed a lot, and his whole body was also wrapped in Gang Qi. At this time, Mo Xuan's sword could no longer hurt him in the slightest.

Whenever Mo Xuan's sword stabbed into Rehabilitation's body, it made a sound of "soldier pong", which did not cause him any harm in the slightest, and as time passed, Rehab had completely gained the upper hand, and his fists kept hitting Mo Xuan's body.

"It's over, weak one!"

After he finished recovering, a terrifying power was condensed between his hands, and a trace of wind came out of his fist, and after a short period of condensation, he wanted Mo Xuan to blast like an arrow from the string.

Seeing this, Mo Jie'er on the high platform instantly lost her temper and shouted: "Brother, be careful!" But her reminder had no effect, and the iron fist of recovery had already fallen on Mo Xuan's chest.

After being hit by the iron fist, Mo Xuan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew down the stage like a kite with a broken string. After falling off the stage, some vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and his injuries were very serious.

Looking at Mo Xuan, who was almost unconscious in the audience, he recovered and said arrogantly: "The young talents of Huaxia Kingdom are nothing more than that, I was knocked down before I used all my strength." After speaking, he looked at Tianqi and the others: "Which of you two will come first?"

The provocation of recovery had already made Tianqi a little angry, and he took a step forward to go to the ring, but before he could go up, he was pulled by Murong Hao beside him: "Boy, are you okay? Don't go up and be embarrassed, just leave the three of them to me!"

"Murong Hao of Huaxia Kingdom, a fifth-order martial artist, come to ask for advice" After speaking, Murong Hao was about to do it.

"Slow," at this moment, a lazy voice came: "Brother Kang, I see that you are also tired, so let me come." After saying that, another person from the Lan Cang Kingdom stepped into the ring.

"Brother Jingyu, I can fight again, I don't need to rest. ”

"No, you have already consumed a lot of strength just now, and it is not suitable for you to fight again, not to mention that he is already a martial artist of the fifth order. ”

"But I have a soul bead in my body, and the fifth order of martial arts is not my opponent. ”

"That's not going to work, that's what the boss meant. ”

"But...... Okay. ”

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Just when the two were discussing fiercely, Murong Hao on the side became extremely angry, they were actually arguing about who would fight, as if they were fish on the chopping board, and then jokingly said: "Don't worry, come one by one, I will send you all back to your hometown!"

"Arrogance, Lan Cangguo Jingyu, the fourth order of martial arts, came to teach, now let us see the difference. After speaking, he faced Murong Hao and distanced himself, preparing for the second competition.

After Mo Xuan was ousted from the stage, the morale of Ye Wuchen and the ministers was very low, but after they saw Murong Hao on the field, they instantly ignited high enthusiasm and were full of infinite expectations.

Situ Qing was still beside Ye Wuchen and said: "I believe that after Murong Hao comes on the field, he will definitely sweep the three of the Lancang Kingdom, and let them know that my Huaxia is not comparable to a small country like them!"

Ye Wuchen beside him also nodded with a smile, in their eyes, Murong Hao was definitely the best among the younger generation.

At this time, the two in the ring were already tense, and a fierce battle could occur in an instant.

"Wind Wolf Soul Bead, Soul Transformation. ”

Jing Yu faced Murong Hao, a fifth-order martial artist, and before the battle began, he began to transform into a soul. After his soul transformation, his strength was close to the fifth order of the martial artist.

Seeing Jing Yu's soul, Ye Wuchen stood up directly from his seat, and the ministers underground were also shocked and discussed:

"How can this be, this person also has soul beads. ”

"Are they still the same small country in Lancang? they actually shot two soul beads at once!"

If there is a soul bead among the three of them, they can barely accept it, but if both of them have soul beads in a row, this is much beyond their acceptance. That's what makes them so excited.

Looking at the great changes in Huaxia Kingdom, the people of Lancang Kingdom showed a knowing smile, this kind of effect is what they want to see!

After experiencing a short period of surprise, Murong Hao calmly took a spear from the weapon rack, waved it around, shook out a few spear flowers, and said: "What if you have a soul bead, you still can't beat me, look at the gun." ”

Looking at the fierce spear that stabbed over, Jing Yu's expression was extremely serious, and he fought with Murong Hao with the double ditch in his hand.

Although Jing Yu has been soul-transformed, and his strength is infinitely close to the fifth order of a martial artist, in the face of Murong Hao, he is faintly invincible.

Time passed slowly, and Jing Yu on the stage slowly began to be defeated, and he held on hard under Murong Hao's gun.

"Gun sweep Qiankun" after Murong Hao finished shouting, the spear was like a rainbow, and the spear stabbed at Jing Yu as quickly as a snake out of a hole, Jing Yu saw the spear that stabbed over, he felt very bad, and immediately dodged, but the sharp spear still stabbed him, and a blood hole was stabbed on his right arm, and the bright red blood samples continued to remain.

At this point, Jing Yu clenched his teeth in pain and said bitterly: "I admit defeat." After that, he quickly walked out of the ring, and after getting off the stage, someone quickly came over to help him stop the bleeding and heal his injuries.

At the moment when Jingyu conceded defeat, everyone in Huaxia Kingdom let out a huge cheer: "Murong Gongzi is really powerful, even if he has a soul bead on his body, he can't match Murong Gongzi's spear." ”

Hearing the cheers and appreciation from the audience, Murong Hao was extremely excited, waved his spear, pointed to the only one left, and said, "It's your turn!"

The only person left on the Lan Cangguo side who did not play slowly walked into the ring after Murong Hao pointed out, waving the folding fan in his hand, and staring at Murong Hao in front of him. In his very hoarse voice, he said: "Lan Cangguo Yan Bing, a martial artist of the fifth order. ”

After he spoke, everyone was stunned, because his hoarse voice was completely out of proportion to his age. And Tianqi in the audience stared at Yan Bing on the stage even more closely, because on his body, Tianqi rushed to a dangerous aura.

Similarly, Murong Hao also felt the aura of danger on Yan Bing's body, and he also put away the excitement just now, and became very cautious.

Yan Bing, who was opposite Murong Hao, slowly closed the folding fan in his hand, revealing a shallow smile, "It seems that you are the leader of the younger generation of Huaxia Kingdom, today, let you become the stepping stone for the rise of my Lancang Kingdom!"

After speaking, Yan Bing used the folding fan as a weapon to attack Murong Hao, facing the attacking Yan Bing, Murong Hao raised his gun to greet him, in the contact of the weapon, the folding fan that should have been soft, in Yan Bing's hands, turned out to be hard and abnormal, and occasionally collided with the spear to produce sparks.

In the ensuing battle, swords and swords splashed everywhere, and the two were inseparable for a while, and finally after dozens of rounds of fighting, the two of them distanced themselves and looked at each other.

"Wolf Warrior Soul Bead, Soul Transformation. ”

"Take off the rabbit soul bead and turn into a soul. ”

After a brief staring, the two of them unexpectedly performed a soul-incarnation.

In the face of Yan Bing's possession of soul beads, this has long been expected by everyone in Huaxia Kingdom, if the two fourth-order martial artists both have soul beads, and he, as a martial artist fifth-order powerhouse, does not have soul beads, it would be strange.

But compared to the fact that the three people of Lan Cangguo have soul beads, which has brought incredible things to everyone, Murong Hao also has soul beads, which has also brought them some satisfaction.

When he saw that Murong Hao's soul bead was a rabbit, Jing Yu, who had already recovered in the audience, actually laughed: "Rabbit, it's a rabbit's soul bead, what's the use of this!"

Hearing the ridicule from the audience, Murong Hao held back his anger, although his soul bead was a rabbit, it was also obtained from a sect disciple after his father had gone through all kinds of twists and turns and paid a huge amount of financial resources, and it was also extremely precious in the Hou Ye's mansion.

And Yan Bing on the stage, seeing Murong Hao's soul bead, although there was no emotional fluctuation, there was still a slight disdain on his expression.

Sensing this, Murong Hao instantly became furious, brandished his spear, and shouted angrily: "Let you see my soul technique 'Agility'!"

After Murong Hao finished speaking, a few white feathers faintly appeared on his feet, and there seemed to be the sound of wind flowing on his toes.

"Hmph, look at the gun. "After using the soul technique, Murong Hao's body has become much more agile, and his speed of movement has also been greatly improved, and after moving quickly, only a few afterimages are left behind him.

At this moment, Yan Bing still had a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, and he did not become cautious at all because of Murong Hao's use of soul skills.

Suddenly, the folding fan in his hand detached from his hand and flew in one direction behind him.

"Bell~"

After a crisp sound, the folding fan collided with Murong Hao's spear.

After blocking the folding fan, Murong Hao's face was full of incredulity, he moved very fast, and he was even hit by him.

And Yan Bing in front of him didn't give Murong Hao a chance to react, turned around, caught the folding fan that flew back, and smashed towards Murong Hao with a thunderous momentum.

Seeing this, Murong Hao immediately raised his spear sideways to parry, and after parrying, he used the power of his soul technique to move quickly, but no matter how fast his speed was, it had no effect on Yan Bing at all. Constantly under attack.

Finally, Murong Hao flew out of the ring under Yan Bing's foot.