This battle is over. The Korean warriors have won. Han Yuer and others cheer excitedly. They feel proud and elated. The victory makes them feel excited.
Unknowingly, Han Yu'er also looked towards the direction of the warriors of the Yan Kingdom. As far as her eyes could see, she saw Qiu Yu nodding towards her with a smile on his face, which seemed to be a silent congratulation.
Her heart warmed up, she smiled happily, and waved to Qiu Yu uncontrollably, revealing the coquettish demeanor of a little daughter. She was no longer a handsome young man, and had returned to her original temperament.
Zhao Yujiao saw such a situation and was so jealous that she reached out and grabbed the lanke fruit in the fruit plate in front of her and crushed it into pieces. This nut is unique to Zhao country and has an extremely hard shell, but it was completely crushed by her.
, it can be seen that the hand strength is really not small.
The maid standing next to her was startled when she realized that Her Royal Highness the Princess's delicate hands were dirty, so she quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped it.
At this moment, Zhao Yujiao's face was covered with frost and she said gloomily: "Just wait and see what this pair of bitches are like."
The queen on the other side had a puzzled look on her face, turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"
Zhao Yujiao shook her head, "It's nothing. Mother, don't worry."
"Oh, let's continue watching the game. In the next game, our Zhao warriors will fight, and the enemy will be the people of Yan." The queen said softly, but there was hope in her eyes. After all, this is a battle for foreign players.
, is particularly important, it would be great if it opens up smoothly.
Hearing that the warriors of his country were fighting against the warriors of the Yan Kingdom, Zhao Yujiao was frightened. She put aside her unhappiness and looked towards the field.
Qiu Yu was also very concerned about this battle. Fortunately, the Yan Kingdom's capable general Zhong Mingzhu gave him confidence that there would be no big problem.
I saw Zhong Mingzhu riding a huge bison. There were colorful auspicious cloud patterns on the white fur and long green horns on the head. He looked quite majestic. He urged the mount to come to Qiu Yu, cupped his hands and said: "
Commander-in-Chief, I am passing."
Qiu Yu nodded and explained: "Just swing it normally, you can do it."
"Understood." Zhong Mingzhu agreed with a stern expression, and just waved his hand, and the cloud-patterned cow carried him and flew towards the field at an extremely fast speed.
The warrior who appeared in the Zhao Kingdom was tall and majestic, nearly thirty years old, with an extremely ferocious appearance. He was riding a giant wild boar weighing a thousand kilograms, and his manes were like steel needles. He was holding two heavy iron handles.
Hammer, driving the wild boar and galloping forward.
The two players didn't talk nonsense. They started fighting as soon as they met. Zhong Mingzhu's grab was like a snake coming out of its hole. His moves were quick and powerful. The Zhao warrior's big hammer was extremely fierce, flying up and down, whirring.
sound.
The fight between the two was quite dangerous, because the warriors of the Zhao Kingdom were also quite impressive, so sharp that they shone in the air, making it difficult for people to guard against them.
Maybe it’s because of Aiwujiwu. Han Yu’er in the stands cheered loudly for the Yan Kingdom warriors, as if these were foreign players competing. There was almost no difference. At first, a group of her subordinates were still confused. They didn’t know why Her Royal Highness the Princess.
So, but then I thought, only the princess must be the one to watch, so I opened my throat and shouted.
"The warriors of the Yan Kingdom are mighty and will definitely defeat their opponents."
"Keep up the good work, we are all optimistic about the warriors of Yan Kingdom..."
Facing the brave actions of Han Yu'er and a group of his subordinates, Qiu Yu felt very grateful and nodded towards Xiao Nizi, expressing silent gratitude with a smile.
However, this is the home court of the Zhao State, and people from all over the country are almost surrounding them. The shouts are like waves sweeping across the entire martial arts arena, as if a boiling pot is boiling, drowning out the voices of Han Yu'er and others, which makes them quite annoyed, but they don't
The solution is, after all, they are all from Zhao State.
Fortunately, the competition is based on real ability, and it does not mean whoever cheers louder can win. In comparison, Zhong Mingzhu, the general of the Yan Kingdom, is not free. He has strong skills and is proficient in various martial arts. It is really good.
have to.
At the beginning, the Zhao warriors could still resist for a while. The hammers danced with a whirring sound, and the force was extremely strong. However, after a long time, it was obviously not as good as before. It was obvious that the stamina was insufficient, which gave Zhong Mingzhu an opportunity to take advantage of.
Suddenly, a roar was heard, "Broken Dragon Armor!"
The spear pierced through like a dragon, and the spiritual power transformed into more than a dozen purple pointed cones, which penetrated at an incredible speed.
The Zhao warriors panicked and waved their hammers to block. Black spiritual energy surged out, forming a barrier like a dark cloud. Puffing sounds could be heard continuously. Most of the cones were blocked, but there was a shot.
On his shoulder, it penetrated the joint of the armor, penetrated into the flesh, and penetrated deep into the bones.
"Ouch..."
The guy screamed in pain, the muscles on his face twitched, and his body tilted involuntarily. At the critical moment, bad luck struck, a cold light suddenly came over and stabbed his leg, causing blood to flow freely.
, unable to hold on any longer, he fell sideways and fell to the ground with a plop.
Seeing the defeat of their country's warriors, many Zhao people in the surrounding stands became angry and shouted angrily, scolding their own players for their incompetence and the Yan country's warriors for being despicable and shameless, as if they could not afford to lose.
A group of Yan warriors were very angry. They couldn't just listen to these guys insulting each other without saying a word, so they yelled back, but Qiu Yu stopped him in time. He said in a deep voice: "Shut up, everyone.
It’s just nonsense.”
Some warriors said aggrievedly: "But these guys' scoldings are too unpleasant, and they are obviously aimed at us..."
Qiu Yu said coldly: "Then you have to suffer. You can't have a dog bite a man, and a man bites a dog again. There is no need to argue with the livestock. If you really feel indignant, just try your best in the next competition.
Only by playing well and continuing to win can you slap them in the face."
Now that the commander-in-chief has said this, a group of warriors also feel that it makes sense. Swearing against him will not only damage their status, but it will not really solve the problem. So what if the scolding makes them dry, they are still ready for the next step.
The competition is particularly important.
Based on this, the warriors obeyed the order and kept their mouths shut, allowing the many onlookers to insult them, motionless as if they were statues. This was really disciplined and astonishing.
Because it involved the defeat of a player from his own country, the referee reluctantly announced the result, "This duel is over, and the warriors of the Yan Kingdom have won."
Many onlookers were even more passionate and yelled, which was very unpleasant. Fortunately, Zhong Mingzhu had a great temperament. It should be said that he had learned a lot about life from Qiu Yu. His face still had the same look as before, and he drove the cloud pattern cow back to Zhong Mingzhu.
The team members raised their hands and said, "Come back to the Commander-in-Chief, I was lucky enough to win this duel."