Born into a military family, his father was a great general of the dynasty, and his grandfather made great contributions to the establishment of the Yuan Dynasty.
Yelumo is only seventeen years old this year, but he has already proven himself on the battlefield.
His strength is not weak, he is at the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.
Moreover, because he has been in the military all year round, he has an iron-blooded and murderous aura.
Today he came with his father.
In the entire Yuan Dynasty, there were only two people he admired the most.
Emperor Yuan and the Imperial Master.
Especially the Imperial Master, whom he has admired since childhood.
I have also heard countless fascinating legends.
Therefore, in his heart, the Imperial Master is as inviolable as a god.
However, Xiao Changfeng dared to be disrespectful to the Imperial Master.
The young man's passion cannot be suppressed.
Therefore, when Emperor Yuan said that martial arts should be used to discuss Taoism, he was the first to stand up.
As for his own strength, he is not worried.
Although he had also heard about Xiao Changfeng's killing of Duanmu Lei, the young man was arrogant and unconvinced.
He is also a famous warrior on the battlefield, how could he be defeated by him?
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Xiao Changfeng.
There are surprises, regrets, and gloating, but most of all, there is excitement.
Although due to Xiao Changfeng's status as the envoy of Dawu, he could not speak directly.
But the glances revealed their thoughts.
You dare to come to our Great Yuan to show off your power, and you dare to be disrespectful to the Imperial Master.
Today, you will be humiliated.
However, at this time, facing Yelu Mo's challenge, Xiao Changfeng sat firmly, as if he had not heard Yelu Mo's words at all.
"Yelümo of the Great Yuan Dynasty, please give me some advice from the Ninth Prince!"
Yelumo's face was full of anger, but because of the birthday banquet, he challenged again.
Xiao Changfeng still didn't answer and drank alone.
It was as if Yelumo was not taken into consideration at all.
"Why, the Ninth Prince, a dignified military envoy who claims to be on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, is actually afraid?"
Xiao Changfeng's attitude made Yelumo increasingly angry.
"If you are afraid, just admit defeat and then kneel down to the Imperial Master to admit your mistake. I will never embarrass you."
Yelu Mo's eyes flashed fiercely, like a tiger or wolf, staring at Xiao Changfeng.
At the banquet.
Xiao Changfeng was still sitting upright, expressionless and content.
However, Emperor Yuan gave the order and Yelu Mo provoked Xiao Changfeng, who could not refuse.
He raised his eyelids and glanced at Yelumo.
"You are no match for me!"
boom!
Xiao Changfeng said nothing, but his words shocked the whole audience.
When Xiao Changfeng's words rang out, the entire Kaiyuan Hall was silent at first, and then exploded.
"That's too arrogant. Are all Dawu people such arrogant people?"
"Yelümo is our new young general in the Yuan Dynasty and the future general. He took the initiative to invite a battle. He dared to be so negligent. It is really shameless."
"We must teach him a profound lesson and let him know that my sons, Dayuan, cannot be humiliated!"
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At this moment, many young people were furious and wanted to rush forward to fight Xiao Changfeng.
The older generation of ministers and officials frowned, and the look of displeasure in their eyes became even stronger.
"Humph, he is really arrogant and brainless. I thought he was worthy of me going to war, but now it seems that he is just an idiot."
When His Highness Wan Jun saw the angry and gunpowder-filled atmosphere, the corner of his mouth curled up into a sneer.
In the palace of Dayuan, in front of the officials of Dayuan, he said these words.
This is not a provocation, but a slap in the face to Chi Guoguo.
It makes every Dayuan person feel angry.
Even Emperor Yuan had a hint of displeasure flashing deep in his eyes at this moment.
At this moment, everyone is watching.
The rage rose, as if it could burn the entire Kaiyuan Palace to ashes.
At this time, Xiao Changfeng put down his wine glass, turned his head and gave instructions to Lu Wenjie beside him.
"Wenjie, go ahead, just defeat him, don't kill him."
What?
He didn't take action himself, but let his servants take action?
And he said not to kill him!
Countless people's expressions changed. If they had not taken into consideration the identity of Xiao Changfeng's great military envoy, they would have rallied to attack him.
Too arrogant!
So arrogant!
As for Yelu Mo, his face was even more ferocious at this time, and his fists were clenched.
"Okay, I will kill your servant first today!"
Yelu Mo's eyes flashed with cold light, and his murderous intent was as cold as ice. As soon as his figure moved, he quickly came to the center of Kaiyuan Hall.
Everyone gathered around the drinking table in a circle, with the center already blank.
It was obviously specially prepared for this discussion of Taoism through martial arts.
"Come up and die!"
Yelumo stared at Xiao Changfeng with sword-like eyes, the anger in his eyes almost bursting out.
But Xiao Changfeng didn't care about his anger.
He just spoke to Lu Wenjie calmly.
"Go for it!"
Lu Wenjie did not refuse and responded respectfully. He immediately stepped out and walked to the center of the hall, where he looked at Yelumo.
"Xiao Changfeng is so arrogant that he actually sent his servants to fight. Huh, even if he has good martial arts talent, everyone is a genius. This servant is only at the fourth level of the Lingwu Realm, and Yelumo is already at the Lingwu Realm.
At the eighth level, he will definitely be defeated."
A cold look appeared in His Highness Wan Jun's eyes, and he sneered, determined in his heart that Lu Wenjie would definitely lose.
It's not just him, everyone else thinks this way too.
After all, the difference in realm between the two alone is enough to reach four small realms.
Moreover, Yelumo has been on the battlefield for a long time and has developed a strong fighting ability to kill enemies.
Even warriors at the ninth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm dare not say they can defeat him.
As for Lu Wenjie, he was only at the fourth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, so there was basically no suspense.
"Suffer death!"
Yelumo's eyes were filled with rage. He didn't take out his weapon, but directly punched him.
In his opinion, Xiao Changfeng sent Lu Wenjie to fight him, which was an insult to him.
And he didn't think Lu Wenjie could defeat him.
Therefore, he wanted to kill Lu Wenjie with one punch.
Only by this thunderous means can one wash away his shame.
Only then could Xiao Changfeng be forced to take action himself.
Therefore, he did not hold back this punch.
The surging spiritual energy of the eighth level of the Lingwu Realm surged, and the earth-yellow spiritual energy enveloped his fist, like a huge stone, extremely powerful.
In this attack, he did not use any martial arts or techniques, he simply used force to defeat the enemy.
But how powerful is his power? This punch is powerful and heavy, yet as fast as lightning.
It went directly towards Lu Wenjie's chest.
If this punch hits, even a two-meter-high boulder will be smashed into pieces.
However, Lu Wenjie stood there, not surprised at all.
He also clenched his fist and thrust it straight out, intending to use force to defeat the enemy.
However, there was no power in his fist, as if it was just an ordinary punch.
Bang!
Soon, in the eyes of everyone, the two fists collided together.
The next moment.
Click!
A clear and ear-piercing sound of bone cracking sounded.