As the personal guard of Emperor Liao, how could Li Tianba not know about the subtle relationship between Emperor Liao and Su Ziyin? He also knew that Su Ziyin was born as a girl and not the one who was carrying the mountain as Xiling Ning had always suspected.
With Emperor Liao's rare and special attitude towards Su Ziyin, how could he really let her kneel on the ground and learn to bark like a dog after losing?
At this time, Li Tianba had only one thought in his mind. Princess Xiyue and Su Ziyin would have been unlucky for eight lifetimes.
She was destined to lose before the bet even started.
Su Yin walked slowly down the tower and appeared on the school grounds.
At this time, the warrior Wang Zhiyi from the Liao Kingdom was looking at him strangely, and the curiosity in his eyes was particularly obvious.
Because Emperor Liao's personal bodyguard came to tell him before that he could only lose this battle, not win against this person.
He was a little curious as to who could make Emperor Liao give in! He had been with Emperor Liao for many years and knew a lot about Emperor Liao's temperament.
Wang Zhiyi has been standing on the school grounds, but he doesn't know what happened on the tower. If he knew the reason, he would be even more surprised.
Outside the school grounds, hundreds of thousands of people from the Yuan Dynasty were crowded in darkness, but most of them were as dejected as eggplants with frost.
King Beiding was defeated. The Yuan Kingdom had not sent a warrior to win the battle for such a long time. Instead of procrastinating, a little-known little man came down. At this time, everyone knew that the situation was not good.
The momentum was frustrated, and the previous warm atmosphere suddenly disappeared. The people of the Yuan Kingdom were silent one by one, as if waiting for the final judgment.
"Princess, look, look, isn't that Lord Su Ziyin?"
In the attic opposite, Xiao Huan's sharp eyes caught sight of Su Yin's figure.
Upon hearing this, Princess Wenqing immediately stood on tiptoes and looked up.
"It's really her. She finally came on stage."
Princess Wenqing pursed her lips and smiled, and subconsciously clenched the handkerchief tightly with her little hands.
"Princess, the King of Beiding is no match for that man, what use can he do on the field?"
Xiaohuan said listlessly, not thinking that Su Ziyin could do anything. Prince Beiding had lost, and it was even more impossible for her to win.
"It hasn't even started yet, and you're saying that someone else has lost. How can you be like this?"
Princess Wenqing rolled her eyes at Xiaohuan, wasn't she trying to inflate the enemy's momentum and destroy her own prestige?
"Okay, okay, Sir Su Ziyin can win. Let's wait and see if she can win."
Xiaohuan and the princess were stern and said things that went against their will.
"You don't mean what you say."
Princess Wenqing snorted lightly, but stopped paying attention to her and looked at the school grounds.
"I'm here with Su Yin from the Yuan Kingdom's Riding School to learn about your brilliant move."
Su Yin walked slowly to the opposite side of Wang Zhiyi, cupped his hands slightly and said.
"The righteousness of the King of Liao, please choose the weapons, Master Xiaoqi."
Wang Zhiyi raised his hand slightly and made a gesture of invitation. He couldn't figure out Su Ziyin's direction, but he was quite polite.
"My hands are my best weapons."
Su Yin shook his delicate little hands and said with a smile.
"oh!"
Wang Zhiyi narrowed his eyes slightly. He was also a warrior who did not use weapons and only used his hands. However, looking at Su Ziyin's appearance, with his thin skin and tender flesh, and his petite body, he did not look like someone who was good at close combat.
Su Yin said no more, and made a gesture casually, clasped his hands round, and took a slight step forward. In an instant, he felt a bit majestic.
Wang Zhiyi's face was solemn, and an expert would know if he was there as soon as he made a move. Su Yin's posture and character were somewhat unique.
Although he had never seen that gesture before, he vaguely felt that it contained ever-changing mysteries.