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Chapter 80

Nan Yanxi chuckled: "But this is too unfair. Qimuge is my woman."

"Then if I win, there will be no benefit at all..."

Hearing this, the heartless Battle blurted out: "Then what do you think we should do?"

"It's easy to handle!" Nan Yanxi said with a smirk on her face: "Add more bets!"

"If you lose, you will go home honestly from now on and don't bother Qimuge anymore."

"And, within three days, deliver the forage you promised."

"Moreover, within seven days, allocate 5,000 people to us, 10,000 cattle and sheep each, and 2,000 horses!"

"How about it! Do you dare to bet?"

Battelle, who got angry, forcefully pulled away Mozhiga's hand that was covering his mouth.

He shouted: "Just bet! Is there anything I dare not dare to do?"

"Then what if you lose?"

Nan Yanxi succeeded in her trick, she suppressed her laughter and said sternly: "If I lose, I will voluntarily quit and give you my wooden frame!"

"Then, I will make the decision and dedicate half of the Qionuo tribe's population and cattle and sheep to your Bari tribe!"

"How about it? Do you dare!"

After saying this, everyone was shocked. This time it was Qiao Nuobu who was worried.

Quickly pulling him over, Su Rile swallowed: "Brother...brother...we can get it right, this is no joke!"

"This Battle is a famous warrior among the younger generation in Beiyuan."

"Are you...are you okay?"

The little girl Qimuge was also worried: "Yes, husband, you are so bad at martial arts. You are just recovering from a serious injury. How can you do it?"

Seeing that the two brothers and sisters had no confidence in themselves, Nan Yanxi couldn't help but feel confused.

With a look of helplessness on his face, he whispered: "It's so bad... Are you so unsure of me?"

"How can you think of me as the disciple of the majestic leader of the Qinglian Sword Sect, but you can't handle him like a little meatball?"

"Don't worry, I have a backup plan!"

As he said that, he raised his eyebrows at the Great Khan Daiqin on the side.

Dai Qin acted as if he didn't see it, touched his nose, and leaned back on the Grand Master's chair next to him.

It's as if I didn't hear anything and it's up to you to figure it out.

However, I have inexplicable confidence in Nan Yanxi in my heart.

Although they had only known each other for less than an hour, Dai Qin could tell.

This guy is full of evil intentions, and he is a master who can only take advantage and not suffer any losses!

If you dare to say this, you must be confident.

Qionuobu has already reached this point, how much worse can it get?

The Bari tribe has been offended to death, and the Qiaonuo tribe will not get any more of these supplies from now on.

It's better to kill him now!

Seeing their father like this, the two brothers and sisters looked at each other and said nothing.

This made Mozhiga anxious. It was obviously a trap.

However, as a civil servant, he really couldn't hold down the young and strong Battle.

He had no choice but to cup his hands towards Dai Qin and say: "This... profuse sweat... Prince, he has been feeling unwell these past few days."

"How about I compare it with you in a few days?"

Before anyone could say anything, Battle stood beside him and jumped up first.

He shouted stupidly: "Who is it? Who is unwell? I am in good health!"

"Not in two days, just today, you see, I won't beat the shit out of him."

"Today, I accept this challenge!"

Mozhiga closed his eyes, spread his hands, and that was it...

He had no choice but to try his best to remedy the situation and said to Dai Qin and others: "Well... the competition is fine, but we have to choose the competition."

"We choose riding and shooting and wrestling! How about it?"

Seeing him say this, Nan Yanxi immediately shook her head mockingly.

He curled his lips and said: "Tsk, tsk, tsk... Then let's just ask for gender comparison..."

"You Beiyuan people have been practicing riding, shooting and wrestling since you were young, so why am I still a dick?"

"If you want to say that, then I also want to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, are you willing?"

Barter waved his hand impatiently, stopped Mozhiga, and asked him: "Then how do you compare!"

Nan Yanxi chuckled: "In this way, I won't take advantage of you, let's be fair."

"You and I are both martial arts practitioners, how about we compete with weapons?"

"As for me, I am a student of the Qinglian Sword Sect. I have great internal strength, but I can't bully you."

"How about we both seal up our inner strength and only compete in strength and moves?"

After hearing what he said, Mozhiga breathed a sigh of relief.

But he couldn't help but feel doubtful.

Just now, he was worried that this man had so much internal strength that the little prince would be no match for him in a fight.

After all, compared to the people from the Central Plains, my own martial arts and mental skills from the Northern Plains are not sophisticated enough.

In previous battles, the people of the Northern Plains were able to barely keep up with the people of the Central Plains by virtue of their tallness and strength.

But this kid took the initiative to give up his inner strength and only competed with strength and weapons.

Now, Mozhiga felt relieved.

After all, his little prince Battle is also a famous warrior among the younger generation in Beiyuan.

Looking at the kid in front of me, his face is slightly pale, probably because he is recovering from a serious injury.

Look at his frivolous appearance, he is very frail, with skinny arms and thin legs.

Especially the thin waist, which is not much thicker than that of women.

It is estimated that he will be torn into pieces by Battle in a while.

His eyes rolled around, and he chuckled: "That's okay, but we have to write the text clearly."

"After all, what you say is unfounded...besides, whose fate will be decided later."

Upon hearing this, Dai Qin immediately waved his hand, and a servant took out the written document.

Write the bets of both parties, and also write the words "I will not be responsible for life or death," etc.

After both parties confirm that it is correct, they sign and pledge.

For the sake of authority, Nan Yanxi, Bater, Dai Qin, and Moriga all put their thumbprints.

After the paperwork is signed, it’s time to prepare a stick of incense for each other.

He ordered people to go back and fetch the long knives from his hands.

People from both sides gathered on the grass outside the big tent.

Battle has an activist body and a fierce look in his eyes.

He was holding two huge axes that were like half wheels, which looked very scary.

After a while, a servant took out a medicine that temporarily made people lose their inner selves.

After both parties checked that everything was correct, they swallowed it in one gulp and waited for the medicine to take effect.

At this time, if Battelle knew that Nan Yanxi had only practiced internal strength for a month and a half, her internal strength was extremely weak.

I'm just afraid I'll piss him off to death.

In fact, Nan Yanxi has long known that this guy's internal strength is much stronger than hers.

Coupled with such a strong physique, I can really beat him.

But if she has no internal strength and only uses moves, among this younger generation, Nan Yanxi has never been afraid of anyone.

Even a martial arts master like Nangong Wenjian can't defeat him without using his internal strength.

However, just in case, Nan Yanxi decided to be a little cautious.

After all, this is related to your own happy life, and you can't afford any mistakes.

Without anyone noticing, he took out two jade bottles from his arms.

It's that soft scented powder and its antidote.

First, he poured out some antidote powder, mixed it with some water, and applied it to the philtrum under his nose.

Then he poured some of the soft incense powder out, mixed it with water, and applied it on his hands and the tip of the knife.

The main purpose of doing this is to let Battle slowly get poisoned by the smell during the fight.

It won't be too obvious to arouse the suspicion of *** and others.

Nan Yanxi snickered secretly: "Martial virtue? How much does it cost per pound? I won't kill you until I play!"

After both sides were ready, the gong sounded with the sound of "dang", and after both sides checked that everything was correct, the contestants entered the stage.

The five-foot long sword was unsheathed, and Nan Yanxi made a simple pose, which in Qi Muge's eyes was extremely handsome.

Jumping up and down, cheering for Nan Yanxi.

He made Battle opposite him so angry that he couldn't wait to chop him into pieces.

With a roar, he brandished a pair of wheels and axes, and rushed towards Nan Yanxi like a vicious tiger pouncing on its prey.

Nan Yanxi shouted: "Well done!"

He jumped up, his sword whistling, and headed towards Battle.


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