It was the most boring day of the Dragon Court Conference, the various competitions were still rich and exciting, and the warrior competitions were as bloody as ever, but they were not enough to attract the enthusiasm of the audience, and even the most lively trade in goods became deserted, and everyone was talking about the siege in the northern exclusion zone.

The most exaggerated statement is that the old Khan King laid a net of heaven and earth, the forbidden area has been full of blood, 100,000 Central Plains people were killed, the corpses are piled higher than the mountain, there are really many people running to the river close to the forbidden area, thinking that they can see the blood-red river and the towering corpse mountain, but the result is inevitably disappointed.

What happened to the Central Plains people was the core of the rumors, and the swordsmen of the Western Regions received very little attention, with the exception of the Dragon King, who was the exception of the Dragon King, whose opinions were divided, with one group claiming that the Dragon King had colluded with the Central Plains people and had died in the forbidden area, while the other group desperately defended it, saying that the Dragon King was the besieged rather than the besieged.

Shangguan Fei appeared at the scene of the warrior competition, although he was half an hour late, he still gave strong support to the latter faction: if the dragon king had a ghost in his heart, how could his subordinates still participate in the competition?

Faced with the question that fell on his body like a torrential rain, Shangguan Fei was speechless, and he didn't know what the Dragon King was, "Uh, everything is normal." That was the only answer he could give.

Everything is actually not normal, and even the most wooden audience found that although today's aristocratic audience was full of people, none of the ten princes appeared.

Shangguan Fei felt that he was alone, and the task assigned by the Dragon King was like a mountain pressing on his head, so he went to the official who organized the competition, and said to Ai Ai: "Where is the warrior of the Great King? There is still a gamble today......

The official looked at him with an incredulous gaze, "At this time, you are still thinking about betting?"

The dragon king said...... "If you follow the instinct in your heart, Shangguan Fei hopes to ride a fast horse like a flame horse and run all the way to the uninhabited wilderness, but these four words determine that he must persevere."

The official shook his head inexplicably, ran to ask his boss, and when he came back, he was even more inexplicable, he held a set of exquisite bows and arrows in his hand, and handed it to the warrior of the dragon king, "This is the bet that the king gave to the dragon king, there is no need to compare, he admits defeat." ”

Winning without a fight, Shangguan Fei let out a sigh of relief, thinking that he was really lucky today, not only did he accidentally pick up a life, but he also won the gamble without much effort, the only regret was that he couldn't ask the Dragon King for credit.

Before his emotion was over, the official said: "You came just in time, more than half of today's warriors did not show up, and the adults decided to shorten the game, as long as you win three more games, you will be the leader of this year's warriors." ”

The North Court-style competition is more extensive, there are no strict rules and schedules, many warriors quit after winning one or two games, and some people will be banned from the next round regardless of victory or defeat because they don't play well, and there are very few who can win three games in a row.

"Ahh

"How do I know? You decide, and it depends on whether you have the strength to do it. "The officials are very disdainful, although Shangguan Fei won two days in a row, it is not so easy to defeat the warriors of Beiting today.

Multiple matches were being played at the same time, and Shangguan Fei was already behind schedule, so he was immediately pushed into the arena, and like the previous two days, it was in the main arena that attracted the most attention.

"Is the Dragon King dead?" asked the audience outside the arena in a loud voice in the Chinese dialect, which was the topic they were most interested in.

"Nope. Shangguan Fei didn't look back, and replied categorically.

After waiting for a while, there were more and more questions from the audience, all related to the Dragon King, but the opponent was delayed in playing, Shangguan Fei was very puzzled, looking for referees and officials everywhere, but there was no one.

Slowly, the audience also realized that something was wrong, as word came from the nearby crowd that several ongoing matches had been stopped halfway through, as if something big was about to happen.

Shangguan Fei prayed silently, hoping that he could spend his day without danger, and stay in the Dragon Army camp honestly in the future, and never run away with Old Man Mu again.

The crowd suddenly quieted down, most of them were from Beiting, familiar with the local customs and rules, Shangguan Fei stood on the field and was confused, they already understood what the big event was about to happen.

A group of cavalry drove into the main arena, lined up, and stopped in front of the nobles' seats.

Shangguan Fei sighed in his heart, these cavalry were very special, from people to horses, they were all wearing dazzling golden armor, indicating that their masters were by no means ordinary nobles.

The sound of the first raindrops falling to the ground was heard around, Shangguan Fei looked left and right, and saw that the audience was kneeling in pieces, many even forced their horses to kneel, and he himself was prostrate on the ground, as if these gold-armored knights were heavenly soldiers and generals.

At the same time, the spectators in the aristocratic seats hurriedly retreated to the sides, kneeling humbly like minions, and giving way to a large open space.

An old man walked up to the noble table alone, with his head bowed, as if strolling in his own courtyard.

Shangguan Fei's knees weakened, and he also knelt down, and then in a state where he didn't understand at all, he shouted a few words, which was extremely loud in the silent arena, "The Dragon King Warrior knocks on the Old Khan King, and the Dragon King wishes the Old Khan King immortality, happiness and longevity, victory, and many sons and grandchildren......"

The auspicious words he learned from elementary school finally found a place to use, and almost without thinking, he automatically popped out of Shangguan Fei's mouth, and it was not until he could no longer think of words that he closed his mouth, and found that the atmosphere around him was a little strangely quiet, and he seemed to have done a particularly inappropriate and reckless move.

"Dragon King Warrior, report your name. ”

This was the voice of a eunuch, Shangguan Fei didn't dare to raise his head, and said his name in a trembling voice.

"The Khan King said, the warriors of the Dragon King are very good at talking, I hope your skills can be just as exciting, concentrate on the competition, if you win, the Khan King will be rewarded. ”

Shangguan Fei wanted to take a look at the legendary old Khan King, but it was like a thousand catties of weight on his neck, which was heavier than the task assigned by the Dragon King, and he didn't dare to look anywhere except for the square inch of ground under his nose.

The disappeared officials and referees reappeared, all of them creeping and running in small steps, and they spoke softly, "Shangguan Fei, the game has changed a bit, you still have to win three games in a row to get the leader, but the opponent is going to be replaced by a warrior under the old Khan King, you can prepare." ”

Shangguan Fei was stunned, competing with the warriors of the old Khan King, but no one told him whether he should win or lose.

More than ten miles away, the Dragon King's choice is much simpler than Shangguan Fei's, he must win, and this contest has affected more than just the surnames of the Dragon Army soldiers.

The cavalry of the squad galloped forward, led by Liman, the son of General Su, who was said to be the king's subordinate, and followed by the wild horses.

Liman was sweating profusely, jumped off his horse, knelt down and saluted to the Holy King, holding a roll of paper in both hands, "My prince asks the Holy King to show mercy to the Dragon King, he is rushing to see the old Khan King, and he will soon get the imperial decree of Kai Grace." ”

The Holy King snorted and did not pick up the letter in Man's hand, "The King is so lenient, he regards the Dragon Court as the Naihang tribe?"

"My lord will never dare to meddle in his affairs, and the king will know what it is after reading this letter. ”

The Holy King snatched the scroll of paper from Liman's hand, opened it and glanced at it, "How dare you ......?"

"Ask the Holy King to think twice, it won't take long for the old Khan's imperial decree to come. ”

Gu Shenwei heard the conversation from afar, and began to wonder what was written in that letter, which could make the Holy King so angry, but he couldn't vent it publicly.

Mustang made a few gestures with one arm, and he acted as he was told, but he was reluctant, so the movements were stiff and simple.

Gu Shenwei understood it, which was a bit unexpected to him.

The thousands of female soldiers of the country of incense and accumulation rushed into the Shengyue Palace, and kidnapped several disciples of the proud building.

The letter in Liman's hand was not written by the king, but by the Xiao Yan clan.

The king tore up the letter, turned his head, and again sought a hint from the two camels.

Gu Shenwei found that the situation was even more dangerous.

Xiao Yan knew that the disciples of the Proud Mansion had a deep influence on the Holy King, but they didn't know anything about those strange people, if she could kidnap everyone in one fell swoop, she would probably want to hold the Holy King hostage, and only catch a few, but it would be counterproductive.

The disciples of the proud building don't care about other people's lives, and they don't care about their own lives, in order to get the Peng Xianren relics and Chu Nanping, the two camels will never mind sacrificing a few fellow disciples.

"I have a suggestion, King Saint. Gu Shenwei said loudly, he wanted to control the situation before the camel made a decision.

Say. The Saint King's brief answer could not hide the hesitation in his heart.

"You might as well pause the competition to save people, I want to gamble time. ”

"Bet on time?"

"One game is decided, if I win, please don't take any action for the time being, until the old Khan King gives a royal decree, if I lose, I am willing to hand over the relics of Peng Xianren first. ”

Without the hints of the two camels, the Saint King also knew what decision to make, and he, like the disciples of the Proud Building, firmly believed that what the Dragon King had snatched from Peng Xianren's arms was the supreme secret of hypnosis, and only by possessing it could he control more people.

"An hour, I only wait an hour. ”

Liman Chong Dragon King nodded slightly, indicating that an hour was almost enough.

"An hour. Gu Shenwei agreed.

Old man Mu stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Dragon King, are you sure, will the old Khan King really let us go?" In this hour, you can rescue several people, I don't care, but you look at the red bat, you are so frightened that you are about to cry, those ten guards are loyal, and the loss of one of them is heart-wrenching." ”

Before Gu Shenwei could speak, the King of the Holy Saying had already sent a candidate, and this time, he let go of the silent Central Plains master and designated the Beiting warriors who had already been prepared.

This person was dressed like an ordinary cavalryman, but it was him, who had previously killed the Kongtong disciple who had raided the Holy King.

Gu Shenwei said to Old Man Mu, "You have invented a set of Seven Turns and Seven Apertures Centering Fingers, which can input true qi into the opponent's body outside the acupoint?"

"Yes, I teach the good girl, and the good girl teaches the lotus girl, and the dragon king also wants to learn? ”

"It's now. ”

"Huh?" Old Man Mu didn't understand the meaning of "now" too much, the warriors assigned by the Holy King were approaching step by step, and he didn't even have time to memorize a few words of mental technique, let alone use it skillfully.

The samurai stopped ten paces away and said in a hoarse voice, "Sword, fist, internal strength, please choose one of the dragon kings." ”

"Internal strength. Gu Shenwei immediately chose one.

(To be continued)