"Nangong Yuyue is gone." Chu Ling sat next to Emperor Yongjia, with a higher position, so he naturally saw the movement below at a glance. Nangong Yuyue, who likes to join in the fun, left so early? Jun Wuhuan was not surprised when he heard this, and said, "He knew he was going to lose, so why would he stay and accompany Ke Teji to embarrass him." Chu Ling was a little surprised, "He gave up so easily?" This was the third game, shouldn't he save it again?

Jun Wuhuan laughed and said, "A Ling can praise him for his own understanding."

Who is Nangong Yuyue? It's not up to him. As long as he sees clearly, he will not be able to live or die from others and will be able to leave immediately. He will not feel that if the people of the Clan lose to the Tianqi people, he will not be able to get over the face. Those who are Tuoba Liang have nothing to do with him? Even if Fu Leng loses, he won't care. After all, Fu Leng is just an unknown guard. No matter who Tianqi appears in the future, Fu Leng will not be ashamed of winning or losing. Of course, if Fu Leng really loses to a person who is also unknown, Nangong Yuyue will probably slap him directly.

As Jun Wuhuan expected, it was not difficult for Apocalypse to win. There was another cheer around the school ground. Just now, the princess went on stage and whipped a whip to break the arm of the person who was plotting against Song Yi. Now they won another competition. Even though the results were still one win or two losses, many Apocalypse raised some confidence.

In the fourth round, Anime first selected the person. This time, Feng Zheng did not hesitate and flew directly onto the stage. After all, the next game was to be given to His Highness the Princess.

Ke Teji's face in the audience was slightly dark. As far as he knew, Feng Zheng was the strongest known person in Tianqi, except Jun Wuhuan. If he was in Shangjing, he certainly didn't have to care. Even if Ke Teji himself was mediocre, he knew that Feng Zheng was definitely not a match for Tuoba Xingye. But now... Tuoba Xingye is not here, Nangong Yuyue is seriously injured. Although he still has a trump card around him, he may be a little lingering when facing Feng Zheng. And... he must be careful of the last sentence of the Apocalypse. I don't know what kind of master will be sent.

"Young Master Qin?" Ke Teji whispered.

Qin Shu frowned slightly, thought for a moment and asked, "Can he beat Feng Zheng firmly?"

Ke Teji turned his head and looked at the man in black sitting behind him. The man in black was tall and slender, and although he was not very handsome, he was extraordinary. The man looked at Feng Zheng who was waiting for them with his hands in the stands and said, "The chances of victory are less than 30%. Ke Teji wanted to get angry, but he endured it. After all, Feng Zheng was the leader of the Imperial Army and the commander of the Imperial Front Command. He was almost the first general of the Apocalypse. If anyone could win with such a person, the person behind him had already become a great general and become a prime minister, so how could he follow him to the Apocalypse?

Qin Shu said: "It seems that the national master is right, and the chances of victory are indeed not high. Please ask the national master's guards to come."

Keteji frowned and said, "Young Master Qin believes that we will lose in the fifth game?"

"The 89th of the 5th Game of 10th, the Divine Blessing Princess will take action in person." Ke Teji glanced at Chu Ling, who was chatting and laughing with Emperor Yongjia not far away, and said, "Can Princess Shenblessing Princess be more powerful than Feng Zheng?"

"I don't know, just try it out." Qin Shu said.

They discussed below, but Feng Zheng on the ring was a little impatient. "My envoys from Northern Jin, have you discussed it?"

Ke Teji took a breath and looked at Fu Leng and said, "Young Master Fu, it's your turn."

Fu Leng nodded, jumped up without changing his face, bowed to Feng Zheng, "General Feng, please give me advice."

Feng Zheng nodded with a calm face. He was in a bad mood. After only four matches with the Northern Jin people, two Ancestors had already fought. Even if Jun Wuhuan said that Fu Leng followed Nangong Yuyue to repay his kindness, Fu Leng's martial arts were also from Nangong Yuyue's sect. Feng Zheng still felt very aggrieved when he looked at the face that was no different from the Ancestors.

"please!"

Neither of them talked too much, and they immediately pulled out their weapons and fought each other. It just so happened that both of them used swords. This competition looked much better than the previous ones. It was literally the meaning. Except for Chu Ling holding the enemy with the whip, most of the others looked not so pleasing to the eye and did not conform to the aesthetics of the people of the Central Plains.

Both of them learned orthodox sword techniques, and they were taught by famous masters. Feng Zheng's sword technique is magnificent and suitable for the battlefield to kill. Fu Leng's sword technique is indeed fast, accurate and ruthless, and he took a treacherous and sharp path. For a moment, he was even more incomparable. Especially Fu Leng was fluttering in white clothes and looked very young, which made many female members watch it.

Although Nangong Yuyue himself is easy to use, he and Jun Wuhuan are naturally not weak in the same sword technique as him. Fu Leng's sword technique taught by him is also his own. If he does not serve as Nangong Yuyue's personal guard, it will not be difficult to achieve success.

Ke Teji stared at the two men fighting on the stage, and his eyes fell more on Fu Leng, and said thoughtfully: "This kid looks inconspicuous, is he so powerful?"

Qin Shu said lightly: "He is the personal guard around Master Nangong, so he will naturally not be too weak."

Ke Teji was silent. No wonder there were not many people in the entire tribe who dared to provoke Nangong Yuyue. Not only the Yantu family behind him and his strength and character, but the people in the White Tower were also one of the important reasons. Unlike Tuoba Liang hiding in the dark, Nangong Yuyue's white tower was so magnificently placed on the surface from beginning to end. Both men and women in the White Tower were all dressed in white clothes, and they were all martial arts practitioners. There was never an outstanding figure among these people, so naturally they could not attract the attention of others. In the eyes of many people, it seemed that these men and women were just serving Nangong Yuyue. However, only those who had really competed with Nangong Yuyue head-on know that. Almost no one who had provoked these people could escape unscathed.

But even so, Fu Leng's strength was still beyond Ke Teji's expectations.

Qin Shu had a long eyes and was also somewhat moved, saying, "The national commander is indeed a master. Your Majesty was probably underestimating him before." Nangong Yuyue dared to let go of the situation in the capital and ran thousands of miles to Tianqi to get busy, but I was afraid it was not arbitrary act. With Yan Tuoyi and the Empress Dowager, and the combat power of the Baita and the military strength of the Yantuo family, His Majesty the New Emperor really couldn't do anything to Nangong Yuyue.

Although Fu Leng is powerful, he is still young after all, and in the end, Feng Zheng is still slightly better.

The two were the most decent couple at the end of the entire competition. Fu Leng looked down at the sword force that was placing on his neck and took a step back slightly, saying, "Thank you, General Feng for his mercy."

Emperor Yongjia said angrily, "Qing'er is a princess, she doesn't need to be tempered!"

Jun Wuhuan shook his head and didn't speak, obviously disagreed with Emperor Yongjia's opinion. Emperor Yongjia was so angry that his face turned pale. As a man, shouldn't he protect his sweetheart carefully? Is this person surnamed Jun really treating Qing'er? If Emperor Yongjia's heart is a little darker, he will not help but wonder if Jun Wuhuan holds a grudge against Jun Ao's death back then and approaching his daughter for revenge.

Jun Wuhuan's faint voice came from his ears, "Your Majesty is the king of the world, have you protected the person you want to protect?"

This was like thunder in Emperor Yongjia's ears, but the people around him didn't hear it at all. Even the eunuchs beside Emperor Yongjia just saw Jun Wuhuan's lips move a few times, and then Emperor Yongjia's face turned into a distraught look.

"His Majesty……"

Emperor Yongjia waved his hand and said nothing, and he didn't even get angry, sitting in the chair and looking ahead in a daze.

The two people on the ring were not in a hurry to do it. This time, they both used swords. However, Ye Kuang had two scimitars, but Chu Ling had the Liuyue Sword in his hand. After returning to Pingjing, Chu Ling didn't have much time to use the Liuyue Sword. After all, most people may not recognize it. However, they didn't think it was a rare treasure sword. And there was nothing that needed for the princess to pull the sword himself, so in the eyes of many people, this was just a very beautiful decoration of the princess Shenyou. Now that the Liuyue Sword was unsheathed, the civil servants wouldn't say anything about it, but the generals couldn't help but lit up, whether it was a knife or not.

Chu Ling looked at the man in black opposite with a smile and said, "Go to do it."

Ye Kuang sneered and said, "Then I'm not polite." After that, the two swords in his hand stormed, and a cold light suddenly appeared. He rushed towards Chu Ling with two sharp sword lights. Chu Ling flew around, and the Liuyue Knife drew a brilliant silver arc and rushed towards the other party.

"I killed your brother, it's good that you can be polite." Chu Ling said with a smile.

Ye Kuang snorted coldly, and the sword light became more and more fierce. Chu Ling seemed to be wrapped in the boundless cold light. The spectators below couldn't help but lift their hearts into the air. The man in black came up with a strong momentum, and they couldn't help but worry about the princess coming.

Chu Ling found that he was being caught in the sword light but was not panicked. The Liuyue Knife in his hand met the opponent's blade without hesitation.

The sound of the blade hitting was endless, but most people in the audience could not even see the movements of the two. Chu Ling did not intend to fight Ye Kuang head-on. The 16 or 17-year-old girl was not as good as an adult man unless she was born with divine power. The three blades fought for twenty or thirty times in a moment. Chu Ling had already found the right opportunity to flash out of the sword light formed by Ye Kuang, and at the same time, the Liuyue Knife swept out of the sky and swept Ye Kuang's chest.

Ye Kuang was a little surprised. His pair of quick swords had almost rarely rivals over the years. He had never seen anyone who used the swords even more powerful than him. As early as in the Northern Jin Dynasty, he heard that Princess Wu'an used a sword and wanted to find her to compete with her. However, at that time, people from the Underworld Prison were not allowed to appear at will, so they could only be dissatisfied with the praise of Princess Wu'an's sword skills when they praised Princess Wu'an's sword skills. This time... it was an opportunity. The princess Shenyou not only killed his brother's enemy, but also his opponent he was about to step on.

Both of them fought very seriously in this battle. Ye Kuang was determined to defeat Chu Ling and avenge his younger brother, but Chu Ling would never allow him to lose in this situation. Otherwise, the Thirteen pretendings in front would be ruined today.

"I'll go, what did your princess eat to grow up? Why does it seem to be getting stronger again?" Huan Yu couldn't help but sigh when he touched Jun Wuhuan.

Jun Wuhuan looked at him lightly and said, "A Ling is different from you."

"What does it mean?" Mr. Huan Yu felt that this was not a good word.

Jun Wuhuan said: "The stronger Ah Ling meets, the stronger the opponent is, the more able she can stimulate her potential. General Tuoba also taught her about this point, and then he dealt with Jiankun for more than a month. She is not afraid of competing with masters. No master can put psychological pressure on her." Mr. Huan Yu thought about the experience of Princess Shenyou in the past two or three years, and had to nod and agree. But... "What about me?"

Jun Wuhuan said: "If you meet the strong, you will be weak, and if you meet the weak, you will be strong."

“…”

"Commonly known as bullying the weak and afraid of the strong." As if he was afraid that he would not understand, Jun Wuhuan explained kindly.

"..." If I hadn't been able to beat you... Master Huan Yu secretly hated him. Unfortunately, the difficulty lies in his heart. He could not beat Jun Wuhuan! Seeing that Master Huan Yu was about to explode, Jun Wuhuan decisively changed the topic, "What's the matter?"

Mr. Huan Yu whispered: "The people sent by Ke Teji to pursue Tuoba Yin are dead."

"Oh?" Jun Wuhuan was a little surprised. The people sent by Keteji might not be able to intercept Tuoba Yin, but he knew, but he was a little surprised when he was all dead.

"Where did the news come from?"

Huan Yu said: "The news that the Jingbei Army had just heard was near Xinzhou."

Jun Wuhuan nodded slightly and said, "I understand, I will tell A Ling when I look back."

Emperor Yongjia looked at Jun Wuhuan and Mr. Huan Yu whispering to each other, a little displeased, "What are you talking about?" Her daughter was fighting desperately on the stage, but these two people were whispering here? Jun Wuhuan made a gesture to Mr. Huan Yu to leave first. Huan Yu bowed to Emperor Yongjia and said with a bow. Jun Wuhuan whispered: "Your Majesty, it's Xinzhou's business."

Emperor Yongjia narrowed his eyes slightly. Of course he knew where Xinzhou was. He said something unpleasantly: "Your trusts you."

Jun Wuhuan smiled faintly and said, "A Ling can make the decision even if he is from Liangzhou." Cangyun City is in Liangzhou.

Emperor Yongjia snorted and stopped talking.

In this battle, the two of them fought for nearly half an hour. Naturally, they could not help but suffer some injuries. If Jun Wuhuan hadn't stopped him, I was afraid that Emperor Yongjia would not be able to stop when he saw Chu Ling being injured by the first knife. Although he held back, his face was gloomy throughout the whole process and was obviously very angry.

Ye Kuang was not clear about the pressure on the ring. He originally thought that the problem of solving the problem of Princess Shenyou should not be big, but he did not expect that the battle would have been delayed for so long. Although he injured Princess Shenyou, Princess Shenyou's Liuyue Sword also left many scars on him.

Ye Kuang looked at Chu Ling opposite him and became more and more alert. This Princess Shenyou was not only strong but also cruel and ruthless in the knife. Every knife was at the critical point. If he hadn't been very fast, he would have been unlucky when he got the first knife.

The sword light rolled to Chu Ling's shoulder again. Chu Ling bent down slightly to avoid the knife, but the sword wind cut the raised sleeve apart. Chu Ling gritted her teeth and wrapped the sleeve in his hand around his blade. Ye Kuang showed a ferocious smile on his face, "You are seeking death!" The knife in his hand was pushed up without hesitation, obviously trying to break Chu Ling's arm.

Chu Ling chuckled and bounced his fingers on the blade. Taking advantage of the moment when his strength was slowing down, the moon knife in his hand had already slid towards Ye Kuang's wrist. If Ye Kuang wanted to save his hand, he could only abandon the knife. Chu Ling waved his sleeves, and Ye Kuang's knife directly penetrated her sleeves and shot the audience.

The two of them took five or six steps in an instant, and Ye Kuang looked at the sword flying out and landing on the ground with a blue face.

"Okay, Princess Wu'an is indeed well-known." Ye Kuang said in a deep voice.

Chu Ling smiled and said, "The Underworld Prison is also well-known."

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

Before they finished speaking, the two started fighting again.

In the crowd under the ring, Huang Jingxuan grabbed Li Dan's arm beside him and shouted: "The princess is so awesome! Is this the real strength of the princess Shenbiao?"

Li Dan was caught and couldn't help but say, "Let go!" But his eyes were also staring at Chu Ling intently. Although he didn't understand martial arts, he felt that the princess on the ring was more dazzling than ever. Xia Yueting next to him was also full of excitement. His face, which was always quiet and solemn in the past, had turned red and his eyes were full of brilliance.

Even they were like this, let alone those dandy people. If they hadn't been crowded with the crowd and could not move, they might have wanted to pounce on the ring and shouted that the princess was mighty.

"So...so amazing!"

"I would have been seven points better than a princess!"

"Five points!"

"Three points!"

"I decided, I will join the army tomorrow!" Others agreed, and the young men with passionate will became stronger and stronger. They also wanted to be as powerful and domineering as the princess of God Bless, and beat those people of the tribe to the point of being pissed!

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