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Chapter 87

Chapter 87 He is doing it for her

Jiang Bo's face was solemn, but he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

It's just his eyes...

There was clearly some murderous intent in the silence.

He was a man who fought bloody battles on the battlefield. He didn't need to say anything at all. Just sitting there, the chilling air around him could make people tremble from the bottom of their hearts.

Jiang Bo's sudden opening attracted the attention of many people.

But I saw him drinking all the wine in the cup: "The king just said that the men on the grassland are all strong and strong. I wonder how they compare with me in the Central Plains?"

"I am very interested. How about we have a discussion with you?"

What he meant by this was... that he wanted to challenge the King of Tubo to a duel?

When everyone heard this, their faces showed shock.

You must know that Jiang Bo has a very cold temperament and is taciturn. Even in the early morning court, no matter how many civil and military officials quarreled, he acted like it had nothing to do with him.

He is almost isolated from the world and only cares about fighting on the battlefield. Everything else seems to have nothing to do with him.

Today, why do you suddenly want to challenge the King of Tubo to a duel?

Are you venting your anger on Nan Ming's behalf or are you simply being martial?

It doesn't seem like his temperament.

The King of Tubo was stunned when he heard Jiang Bo's words. In fact, he had also heard about Jiang Bo's reputation.

At least in the frontiers, Jiang Bo's name was as loud as the thunder, and his weight in the hearts of the tribes in those frontiers was not even lower than that of Shen Muchi.

But when he saw him today, he felt that Jiang Bo seemed to be fair-skinned and pink-faced. Even though he had an imposing manner, he really didn't look like a military general, but more like a fair-faced scholar.

At this time, Jiang Bo challenged him in front of everyone, and he was unable to get off the tiger.

The prairie people respect martial arts. If someone comes to challenge you and refuses to accept it, it will be very embarrassing.

As the King of Tubo, it was naturally impossible for him to lose his status.

Holding the idea that Jiang Bo may not be as powerful as the legend, the King of Tubo responded: "Bi... just bi, who is afraid of you?"

Jiang Bo's expression did not change at all when he heard his words.

He stood up and saluted Shen Muchi in the high position.

"I dare to lend you your Majesty's weapons."

After making it clear that he wanted to help Nan Ming, Shen Muchi certainly had no reason to refuse. He waved his hand and said, "I will ask someone to bring the weapon rack here. You two just choose what is suitable for you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Jiang Bo thanked him and walked out of Jiying Hall first.

The King of Tubo naturally followed closely behind.

Seeing this, the ministers behind him naturally followed suit.

I saw Jiang Bo choose a sword, and then stood aside, quietly waiting for the Tubo King to choose a weapon.

The King of Tubo laughed and walked to the weapon rack: "People in the Central Plains like soft swords, but I don't like them, so I like to use such a big sword.

Don't say that I bullied you."

As he spoke, he took out a broad-faced scimitar. The blade was more than four feet long, and the blade was broad and thick. The blade weighed at least seventy or eighty kilograms, and it was impossible for ordinary people to lift it.

Of course, the King of Tubo is no ordinary person, he can dance like a charm just by holding it in his hand.

He said don't blame him for bullying others.

But it is clear at a glance which side has the advantage over a sword weighing less than a hundred kilograms.

Jiang Bo didn't say anything, he just said: "It's up to you."

Since he dares to choose first, he is not afraid that the other party will have the upper hand in weapons.

Mu Qingchao stood in the distance and watched the two of them choose weapons, but he was absent-minded.

She wasn't worried that Jiang Bo would lose. She just didn't understand why Jiang Bo wanted to challenge the King of Tubo.

Is it to stand up for her?

But as soon as the idea came up, she found it funny.

Who is Jiang Bo? He is famous for being indifferent and indifferent to the world.

And she only had dealings with him a few times.

Do you stand up for her just for this idea of ​​friendship?

Then he is not considered Jiang Bo, he should be a good person with ancient ways of human relations.

She was thinking in her mind when she saw that the battle between the two people in front had already begun.

I saw the King of Tubo holding a big sword in his hand, roaring loudly, and rushing towards Jiangbo. This menacing look was really bluffing.

Some pretty little girls present couldn't help but cover their eyes when they saw this scene.

Only Jiang Bo stood there, with the tip of his sword pointed at the ground, and his eyes like an eagle looking at the people rushing in front. The Tubo King brought a strong wind and blew the ends of his clothes and hair.

In the palace, the lights were as colorful as the steaming clouds, falling on him, making him look like an immortal, and seemed to be gone with the wind the next moment.

However, just when the Tubo King was approaching...

Then he saw his long eyes slightly vacant, raised his hand, and raised his sword to block.

Only a "ding" sound was heard.

The intersection of metals made a loud sound, with lingering tremors.

However, the Tubo King's heart trembled, and his tiger's mouth... was actually shocked to the point of numbness.

This shouldn't be the case. He used a knife and Jiang Bo used a sword. There was a huge difference in weight. Jiang Bo should be the one who couldn't withstand it.

But before he could react, Jiang Bo's figure moved, the blade of the sword was replaced by the back of the sword, and he hit his wrist with a "snap".

The King of Tubo was in pain for a moment, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Before he could react, when he turned around, the sword blade was already placed on his neck.

"My King, you seem to have lost." Jiang Bo said.

His expression was neither sad nor happy, as if winning was not something to be happy about.

The King of Tubo opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

But when the words reached his mouth, he swallowed them again.

If Jiang Bo hadn't been merciful just now, his entire hand would have been cut off.

He was one step too late, so he was too late every step of the way. By the time he reacted, he had no chance.

"Yes...yes...I lost." He lowered his head and admitted defeat.

And when this scene fell in the eyes of everyone watching, they were all stunned and stunned.

This...this...this is a win?

The followers who followed the King of Tubo were a little disbelieving. Their king was also a well-known man in the grasslands, but now in the Central Plains, he could not even survive other people's three moves.

Not to mention the Tubo people, the Nanming people themselves couldn't believe it.

To be honest, Jiang Bo treats others indifferently, which to some people is a bit arrogant.

But now I realize that people who are arrogant naturally have the capital to be arrogant.

They were in Jinling, their bodies were softened by the wind in Jinling, and their bones were softened by Wu Nong's soft words. They had long forgotten the tragedy and cruelty on the battlefield.

Only when I saw him today did I remember that Jiang Bo's ability to reach this level could not be achieved overnight.

What price did he pay behind the scenes to get back to his current arrogance?

"Okay, okay, okay..."

When Shen Muchi saw this, he praised the word "good" three times. He clapped his hands and said: "King Wu'an is indeed our number one general in the Southern Ming Dynasty. Reward, reward..."

But Jiang Bo didn't thank him. He turned around and looked at the girl next to Shen Muchi.

His eyebrows were deep, and there seemed to be countless words hidden in them.

Mu Qingchao stood there and met his eyes, his heart suddenly stopped for a beat.

He is doing it for her...

Somehow, this idea took root in her heart.

The arrogant and isolated Jiangbo, a banished immortal from the world, actually fought for her at all costs...

(End of chapter)


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