One day passed, and the final decision finally began. The competition stage was still crowded with people. Even though everyone probably knew the result of the competition. The emperor of the Ming Dynasty would definitely lose, and the princess would marry that old man Zhou Zhen.
Moreover, most people also believed that this time it was not that exciting, and it was probably due to a few tricks. However, there were still a large number of people present, and the auditorium was packed. For no other reason than to take a look,
How the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty was beaten until his teeth were everywhere.
The competition officially started, and the first person to appear was Liu Yu, who was still dressed as a noble man, with a folding fan and silk scarf, and a graceful demeanor. Coupled with the faint smile on the corner of his mouth, it really made women scream and men wanted to step on him.
A good beating on the foot.
On the other side, Zhou Zhen also walked over and slowly climbed onto the competition stage. It was obvious that Zhou Zhen had not fully recovered, his face was pale, and he even walked a little unsteadily. Despite this, when Zhou Zhen appeared, there was an immediate excitement on the field.
A sound of exclamation and shouting.
Facing the river basin, Zhou Zhen raised his head and pointed his nostrils at Liu Yu: "As long as you surrender obediently and admit defeat to me, I can consider sparing your life."
"Brother, you're not drunk. From the way you look trembling, you don't look like a winner." Looking up at the sky, Liu Yu said provocatively, "Also, I'm telling you, as long as you surrender obediently,
How about surrendering to me and I can reluctantly consider sparing your life?"
"How brave, Emperor Ming. If you come here today, don't even think about going back. I won't show mercy." Zhou Zhen said and grinned at Liu Yu. "Don't cry then!"
"Uncle, you are already forty or fifty years old. Don't think that those people who are afraid of the Chiyan Sect can prove that you are really a twenty-year-old boy without saying anything. You said you are not blushing." Pointing to Zhou Zhen's nose
, Liu Yu went to uncover other people's scars, "Don't think that you are great because you have lived for dozens of years longer. I tell you, boxing is not for young people, be careful of your waist, uncle!"
Liu Yu's "age" on the left and uncle on the right really angered Zhou Zhen completely. It was already embarrassing for him, who was in his forties, to pretend to be a boy in his teens. For the sake of the Red Yan Sect,
No one dared to say it openly, but there was indispensable discussion behind the scenes.
When walking on the street, Zhou Zhen always feels that he is being pointed at. These days, Zhou Zhen has been very embarrassed and embarrassed. Today, in front of so many people, Liu Yu said this
, Zhou Zhen really couldn't stand it.
"Hmph!" Staring at Liu Yu coldly, Zhou Zhen wished he could start immediately and tear the other person into pieces. "Zhou Zhen, please enlighten me!"
"Ming Dynasty Liu Yu" Liu Yu smiled at Zhou Zhen, and then made a provocative look, "Please enlighten me!"
After both sides saluted, it was time for the fight to begin. As Zhou Zhen, who rushed to the end, had seen countless masters, and felt quite good about himself. Naturally, he had to show off his master's style, and he must not be the first to make a move. Let the seventeen-year-old opponent
Little brat.
Holding his ghost-headed sword, Zhou Zhen stood there in an elegant manner, squinting his eyes, waiting for Liu Yu's attack. As a result, he waited and waited, but nothing came. When he opened his eyes, Liu Yu was smiling there.
looked at him.
At this moment, almost everyone present laughed. At this moment, Zhou Zhen's face turned red. Liu Yu had made it clear that he was treating him like a monkey. Zhou Zhen swung the ghost-headed sword in front of the king.
He interrupted and said in a cold voice, "Okay, if you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink as a penalty. Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Liu Yu was still fanning the broken fan, trying to look at himself like a fan. Immediately Zhou Zhen became angry, holding the big knife, and using Luck Zhenqi to slash forward with all his strength. The sharp sword energy was mixed with its strong and vigorous force.
The true energy, packed with strong power, flew towards Liu Yu through the air.
"Bang!" Just when everyone closed their eyes and couldn't bear to see Liu Yu being chopped into pieces of flesh and blood, a special sound came, and everyone looked at him. They saw Liu Yu standing there properly,
Zhou Zhen was lying on the ground, and the long knife in his hand was lying not far from Liu Yu's feet.
Most people now understand that the sound just now must have been the sound of a long sword falling to the ground. But why did this happen? Could it be that the Ming emperor was so lucky? Or maybe even Zhou Zhen was successfully intimidated by Liu Yu
Got it, or bought it.
Only those who were closely watching the field and had strong skills could clearly see that Liu Yu was behind Zhou Zhen in an instant, and just as Zhou Zhen exerted his strength, he kicked him hard.
This kick was solid. Not only was Zhou Zhen staggered, but the sword in his hand was also knocked away. After that, Liu Yu quickly returned to his original position, as if Liu Yu had done nothing.
A big pie fell from the sky.
At this moment, some stern masters suddenly became wary of Liu Yu. In so many previous matches, they had not seen the problem, but they were suspicious for a while. This alone is enough to show that Liu Yu's skills are so profound that he can't win in most games.
Above most people.
Of course, people with such sharp eyesight definitely do not include Zhou Zhen. Zhou Zhen got up from the ground. He felt that he had been kicked by someone before. Now that he got up, he immediately looked back and saw that there was no one there.
Looking at those people who were laughing and spraying their mouths, Zhou Zhen became very angry.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Zhou Zhen got up from the ground. Just now, Zhou Zhen was about to succeed with a blow and gathered all his energy. However, he was kicked from behind and was abruptly interrupted. The energy came back to him.
, but the injury was not serious. In addition, yesterday, he was so seriously injured that he did not recover well. This time, the injury was added to the injury, which was a bad luck.
But Zhou Zhen didn't care about it this time. Although he had some minor injuries on his body, these were nothing. As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Zhou Zhen firmly believed that even if he had vomiting and diarrhea and was sore and weak,
It's still easy to deal with a pretty boy who doesn't have the strength to restrain a chicken.
"Fuck me!" Looking at Liu Yu coldly, Zhou Zhen roared, holding the sword horizontally with both hands, stamping heavily on the ground, and rose into the air. From top to bottom, he suddenly slashed towards Liu Yu.
Liu Yu still stood there motionless, just looking at Zhou Zhen coldly, and the folding fan in his hand suddenly came out. He rotated around Zhou Zhen's body, and suddenly followed the gap where the real energy was weak at the wrist.
, and punched it in.
"Bang~!" The ghost-headed sword in Zhou Zhen's hand came out, and he spurted out another mouthful of blood. As an innate master, Zhou Zhen's whole body was firmly protected by the true energy. But when he exerted his strength,
The whole body's true energy was attached to the ghost head broadsword, and the wrist was the junction between the body and the blade, which was Zhou Zhen's weakness. Liu Yu's moment, Zhou Zhen was backlashed by the true energy again, causing more injuries, and he almost died.
I didn't catch my breath.
Zhou Zhen, who was lying on the ground, only felt aggrieved, endless aggrieved. How could the emperor of the Ming Dynasty be so lucky that he could hit his weak spot with just one blow?
Climbing up from the ground, Zhou Zhen picked up his big knife. He was seriously injured and now felt that he could no longer hold on. But in order to win the final victory, he had to beat the pretty boy in front of him until he fainted.
Zhou Zhen raised his sword vigorously and was about to rush towards Liu Yu again. At this moment, in the private room where the Chiyan Sect was located, Yang Ying, the law enforcement elder of the Chiyan Sect, suddenly shouted, "Be careful, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is by no means a good person.
The power is unfathomable, so you must treat it with caution."
Zhou Zhen, who was about to attack, paused. The law enforcement elders of the Red Flame Sect would never deceive a little guy like him. Zhou Zhen stood up straight and looked suspiciously at Liu Yu, who was still smiling, and felt dissatisfaction in his heart.
Good premonition: "Could it be that this pretty face really has two skills and is a master of hiding things!"
After hearing the shouts of the Chiyan Sect, Guo Jia couldn't help but shout, "Hey, His Majesty the Emperor of the Daling Dynasty, does this count as cheating?"
On the side, Shen Zhize, who suffered an unreasonable disaster, said in a low voice after a while, "This should not be counted."
Even Ze's answer did not go beyond Guo Jia's expectations. Guo Jia sarcastically said, "The emperor of a country is so timid. He is just a law enforcement elder. He doesn't even dare to offend. The Chiyan Sect is too blatant.
Relying on my little strength, I want to do whatever I want..."
Guo Jia's cynicism completely angered Yang Ying. Yang Ying shouted loudly, "Zhou Zhen, use your special move. There is no need to conserve your strength!"
Zhou Zhen on the stage trembled when he heard this. He looked at Liu Yu with an increasingly unkind look. He reluctantly took out a blood-red pill from his arms. After struggling for a while, he swallowed it.
.
"Roar!" With the same reaction as yesterday, Zhou Zhen's whole body turned a terrifying blood red, his red eyes glowed with murderous aura and cold light. He roared at Liu Yu.
