Hua Chongrong's face suddenly turned ugly. She looked at the queen awkwardly, but she didn't know what to say. A faint smile appeared at the corner of Zhu Yurong's mouth: "It's rare for sister Jieyu to appreciate my third brother so much. I'll go first for him."

I would like to say thank you! Wan Bi’s information is really well-informed. I have only just received it in the past day or two.

I knew that my third brother had participated in this martial arts competition, but I didn’t expect that my sister was faster than me! Who wins and who loses is not very important now, whether it is number one or number two, they all have to serve me loyally for the Song Dynasty.

They are all doing things for the emperor, why bother worrying so much!" After saying this,

He said it without losing any sense of proportion and without harming the kindness. When Wan Bi heard what the queen said, she felt a little guilty that she was too gossipy. For a moment, she lost her face and had to keep silent. Ning Jieyu was embarrassed.

He stuck out his tongue, it was really a mistake, and the flattery was slapped on the queen's head. Hua Chongrong then

She had a frightened expression on her face. Looking at Zhu Yurong's light but sharp eyes, she felt a little tingly in her heart. I'm afraid her life in the future won't be easy either! Concubine Shu has always loved to be jealous of the queen.

, but today it is as quiet as a docile little sheep, which is really strange.

There are only three competitions left. The first one is between Qiu Shanke and Ling Tian. The two of them stood in the center of the field. Qiu Shanke looked at Ling Tian with a leisurely expression, tightened the spear in his hand, and Ling Tian

serious expression on face,

The soft sword in his hand was also slung on his shoulder. The onlookers also looked eager. The showdown between masters is always exciting. "Brother Ling, please!" Qiu Shanke smiled calmly and held the spear in his right hand.

Slowly

With a flick of his eye, he aimed at Ling Tian. Ling Tian hummed and nodded. The soft sword in his hand was unsheathed with a clang, and the long spear and soft sword were quickly handed over to his hand. The white light flashed with a hint of strength.

The fierce force penetrated Ling Tian's sword body, and an overwhelming feeling made him breathless. He had just noticed Qiu Shanke, and his internal strength seemed to be very strong, and the marksmanship he used was even more exquisite.

Excellent, there seems to be no flaws to be found.

"This Qiu Shanke is really not easy! His marksmanship is really amazing!" Yu Yunwen looked at the two people competing in the field intently and couldn't help but said. "Brother Zhu, can you tell what kind of marksmanship he used?

"Does it look familiar?" Old General Zhang Jun spoke slowly, stroking his beard and looking intently.

Ling Tian and Qiu Shanke were fighting in a neck-and-neck fight. The fierce marksmanship, the quick attacks, and the clean sweep reminded him of many past events. Now, he is already an old man in his seventies.
Chapter completed!