322. Chapter 322 Four Kingdoms Fight for Hegemony 12
Yuan Wenxuan glanced at Su Yin with a smile, then picked up a cup of tea and tasted it carefully. It seemed that he didn't even notice Su Yin coming and going as if there was no one around.
The ministers of the Yuan Kingdom seemed to have been used to it for a long time and did not show any unusual signs.
Only Princess Xiyue looked at Su Yin expressionlessly. After seeing that Emperor Yuan did not blame him for his rude behavior again, she opened her mouth to speak several times but swallowed it back.
She suddenly realized that it seemed impossible to punish Su Ziyin through Emperor Yuan.
Yu Wensheng, on the other hand, squinted his eyes, wandering around Su Yin and Yuan Wenxuan in surprise, his eyes lowered, wondering what he was thinking.
As soon as Su Yin sat down, a wave of astonishing exclamations suddenly sounded in the school grounds, one after another.
She subconsciously looked towards the school field, and happened to see a warrior from the Yuan Kingdom flying into the air and hitting the ground hard. She struggled a few times, but couldn't get up for a long time.
One of his legs and one arm had two huge bloody holes, as if they had been penetrated by some sharp weapon.
The warrior of the Xiling Kingdom slowly retracted the metal whip at this time. The tip of the metal whip was still slowly dripping with red blood.
There was no surprise in Su Yin's eyes. With her eyesight, she could already tell that the Yuan warriors were no match for the Xiling warriors. The light kung fu he was good at was exactly restrained by the Xiling warriors.
Although the only martial arts in the world is fast, speed and slowness are also relative. The warriors of the Yuan Dynasty were not yet good at Qinggong, or in other words, they were not fast enough.
"Yes, yes, the warriors of the Xiling Kingdom are indeed not simple. In the first game, the Yuan Kingdom lost..."
Yu Wensheng glanced at Yuan Wenxuan, smiled evilly, clapped his hands and said.
Yuan Wenxuan's face was tense, and his expression was a little ugly. He suffered a setback in the first battle, and how could he save face? Moreover, he was still in front of tens of thousands of people of the Yuan Kingdom. If the Yuan Kingdom lost today, it would inevitably lose its national prestige.
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Yuan Yi pursed his lips tightly and snorted softly, but did not speak. In this battle, if one of his Black Riding Guards was allowed to play, he would definitely be able to win against that person.
Su Yin squinted her eyes slightly and tapped the armrest of the chair with her fingers, wondering what she was thinking.
In the school field below, there were also shouts and shouts, obviously dissatisfied with the Yuan Kingdom's loss to the Xiling Kingdom.
On the school field, the injured Yuan warriors had been carried away. Only the warrior named Ling Han from Xilingning stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for his next opponent.
Although he suffered a slight injury in the last battle, it was not serious and he could continue to fight.
The rules of the competition are very simple. Warriors from the four countries take turns to play. If they lose, they will be disqualified. If they win, they can continue until they lose.
The Three Kingdoms can each play five people, while the Yuan Kingdom can play fifteen people.
"Warriors of the Yuan Kingdom, is there anyone who can be invited to fight?"
Yuan Wenxuan asked with a gloomy face, looking at a dozen warriors selected by the Yuan Kingdom on one side.
After a moment of silence, a man with a muscular build and a figure like a bull came out.
"At the end of the day, I will ask for a battle. I hope the Holy Spirit will grant me permission. If I lose, I will raise my head to see you."
This person is none other than Cheng Dali, who was making trouble in the Xiaoqi camp before. This man is born with supernatural powers and is proficient in martial arts. There are few people in the entire Xiaoqi camp who can match him.
He is now the commander-in-chief of the Xiaoqi Battalion. In front of the Holy Lord, he can call himself the last general.
"We're going to fight. If we win, we'll get a reward of a thousand taels. If we lose, we'll see you with your head raised."
Yuan Wenxuan nodded slightly, his expression majestic.