Our eldest prince Tang stretched his waist and moved his muscles twice, then he got up and leaned out of the door, shouting, "Has that kid in the world done his work?!"

Now, it has long been sunburning, and it is almost noon.

"You kid can afford it?!"

Yu Huan scolded angrily: "After tonight, no matter if you win or lose, you will lie down and sleep casually, why don't you hurry up and go to see the venue?!"

Yu Kuaidao's words are not unreasonable.

After winning the sword in the hand of the king of soldiers, of course, you can sleep on it with a smile for three days and three nights. If you lose, you can sleep "carefree" until reincarnation.

The decisive battle of the masters, the right time and place, are indispensable.

Therefore, it is absolutely important to investigate the soil quality, wind direction, gravel and sand distribution and scenery on all sides of Genghis Khan's Mausoleum.

"The different scenes behind you when standing will cause different psychological states on both sides of the confrontation. 」

Tang Da Zhuangyuan really investigated carefully, and muttered to himself as if he was holding a knife next to him, "The feeling of the soles of your feet stepping on the ground will also affect the number and angle of martial arts when you shoot. 」

Because, the duel between top masters is originally a fight with life.

Since it is a fight with life, the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind of a body will of course play the most sensitive realm.

In such a sharp situation, any small mutation will be calculated, measured, responded, attacked and defended in the mind in an instant with the snap of a finger.

"Uh-, you really know?!"

Yu Kuaidao glared at this "brother" angrily, and snorted, "Then why didn't you come here earlier to see clearly?!"

Tang Dagongzi squinted his eyes at the guy next to him, under the cold wind outside the plug, he was still only wearing a short jacket, deliberately exposing his arm muscles, and replied angrily: "The people in tonight's duel are waiting for A, B, C, Ding, and Wu, brother, I am the first to come!"

But no, inside and outside, Huangfu Chasing the Sun held the Hong Jingying Bagua Huizhen Sword with his left hand, stepping on the fast wind outside the plug, and walked proudly and coldly.

Huangfu chased the sun as if he was in a no-man's land, and Tang Ningfeng should not have this person.

Two opponents, who were about to fight to the death in six hours, could be so "peacefully" on the same ground, each carefully judging the situation.

"It's amazing. 」

On the hill not far away, the great beauty of Ashikaga Beji looked at the scene on the top of the Holy Mausoleum, smiled skillfully, and praised softly: "After all, the martial arts master has an extraordinary bearing, and if you can't meet, you have to scold each other!"

On the side, Zang Xue'er smiled slightly, and continued, "They should already be fighting in the dark now, right?!"

At that end, Huangfu chased the sun step by step, and from the perspective of here, it was like sticking to our Tang prince.

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