When Beichen's officials saw this scene, although they didn't say anything, they obviously looked much better.
There is an invulnerable master, and the sword in King Yanbei's hand is useless no matter how fast or heavy it is.
"This Guo Xia is really good." He couldn't help but murmured in a low voice, but he didn't dare to say it too loudly, for fear of being like the Yan Laoer earlier. As soon as they praised him for a few words, King Yan Bei would slap him.
Face.
King Yan Bei is so evil, as if he was born to be in Beichen's face. Every time he confronts King Yan Bei, Beichen will only be embarrassed.
"Guo Xia's hard work is amazing." Those masters no longer had such worries. Seeing that the prince's sword could not hurt Guo Xia, they started to praise him, as if they were sure to win.
Guo Xia's skin was indeed thick. When the prince's sword struck him, no blood could be seen on any part of his body. At most, it would leave a deep red mark.
The prince tried several places and it was the same, even on his face. The tip of the sword scratched Guo Xia's cheek, and there was still only a trace. This shows how thick Guo Xia's skin is.
Guo Xia himself has no abilities, and his martial arts moves are simple and crude, but with this skin, his defensive ability is the best in the world, and no one can do anything to him.
Of course, with Guo Xia's ability, he couldn't do anything to the prince, and he couldn't even touch the prince. The two sides exchanged dozens of moves in a row, and no one took advantage of the other. At least Guo Xia didn't take advantage of the prince.
Cheap.
At first, everyone was very excited, but soon someone realized something was wrong: "This can't continue like this. Why do I feel that King Yanbei is stalling for time?"
King Yan Bei didn't put a limit on the number of Beichen, but there was a time limit. He would only apologize if Beichen's masters defeated him within ten days.
If Guo Xia keeps fighting like this, he won't be able to defeat King Yanbei even if he fights for ten days.
"Even if it is stalling for time, it can consume King Yanbei's energy, which is a good thing." Some masters thought so.
"Look...how much energy can Guo Xia consume King Yanbei?" A master in gray clothes pointed at the feet of King Yanbei and said, "So far, King Yanbei has only taken one step, and although he has swung the sword dozens of times,
But do you think King Yanbei, who can fight for days without sleep, would care about the strength of these few blows?"
King Yanbei is different from ordinary people. His energy is so frightening that he even wonders if the existence of these people is just for King Yanbei to vent his energy?
After all, they all know that King Yanbei has never been a womanizer except for his princess, and his princess is pregnant again. It is said that the fetus is not very good. It is estimated that King Yanbei has nowhere to vent his energy.
"You said that, why do you think it's similar to me?" If this is really the case, then they are too pathetic. Beichen's masters gathered here just to vent their energy to King Yanbei. This truth is unacceptable to them.
"Stop talking about this, just watch..." Some shrewd people were afraid that this statement would affect morale, so they hurriedly tried to stop it, but it was too late. Too many people heard this, and the experts looked at the prince in a different way.
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At this time, Wang Ye and Guo Xia had exchanged more than twenty moves. Unlike the second person, this was a real fight. Wang Ye kept making moves, but he did not hurt Guo Xia in the slightest.
The civil servants in Beichen didn't know the secret. When they saw this, they thought that Guo Xia was very capable. They all looked happy, as if it was a big event. However, the military officers were not happy. They found that every move of King Yanbei made every move.
Every formula is different.
The force, direction, speed and angle of the sword all change.
The King of Yanbei is not trying to compete. He is trying his sword skills with the Beichen people.
"This is absolutely disgusting!" The generals were grumpy, and one of them couldn't hold back and cursed.
"Why is it so disgusting?" The civil servant with a secretly happy face felt deeply that something was wrong when he heard this, and quietly glanced at His Majesty. Seeing that His Majesty's expression was also wrong, he hurriedly asked.
"King Yanbei is playing tricks on us Beichen people. This is not a competition at all. This is testing our swords with our people." In the eyes of King Yanbei, the invulnerable Guo Xia is also an excellent swordsman.
No matter how you cut or stab the pile, it will not break.
"This, this..." After hearing the military attache's explanation, the civil servants took a second look and found that it was really like this. King Yanbei was just practicing swordsmanship with Guo Xia.
"It's too much!" Some people couldn't control their temper and cursed in anger, but what else could they do besides scolding?
King Yan Bei's martial arts is there to bully you Beichen people, so what?
"Externally practice one breath, and internally practice muscles, bones and skin. What Guo Xia practices is external Kung Fu, that breath. King Yan Bei is looking for an outlet for his breath. I'm afraid Guo Xia will be defeated soon." A layman.
Watching the excitement, being an expert at observing the door, there are those who are not weak in martial arts, the more they watch, the more frightened they become, and they can't help but sigh in their hearts.
And his words soon came true. After the prince used Guo Xia as a stake to chop for a while, he suddenly launched a fierce attack on Guo Xia. Soon, the prince's sword was pointed at his face...
Guo Xia was clumsy, and relying on his iron skin, he didn't care at all about the prince's attack. He didn't even dodge. The prince's sword easily broke his eyes.
With a scream of "Ah...", Guo Xia suddenly retreated and covered his eyes with both hands. Blood flowed out from Guo Xia's fingers. At the same time, Guo Xia's invulnerable tough skin slowly deflated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"It's broken!" The people watching couldn't help but sigh, unable to tell whether it was because they were disappointed or something...
Although Guo Xia can't do anything to the King of Yanbei, the King of Yanbei can't do anything to Guo Xia. If the fight continues like this, although they and Beichen can't win, King Yanbei, who says that no master in Beichen can defeat him, will
Shameful.
Unexpectedly, a person like Guo Xia would not be able to do anything in the hands of King Yan Bei.
"Come again!" The prince, who was in high spirits, said directly when he saw that Guo Xia was being carried down and no one came up.
Now, wherever Beichen's people could sit still, someone immediately came on the scene. This time, the prince did not stand still, but took the initiative to attack...
Ten moves!
Put people down!
"continue!"
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The prince's fighting spirit was high for a while, and he was no longer as slow as before. He kept taking the initiative to attack, but until dark, no one could beat his fifty moves.
It was getting late, and the prince fought a total of twenty people today. When the twentieth wounded person was carried off, the prince put away his sword without waiting for anyone to enter the arena: "This ends today."
"No, King Yanbei, you will fight with me one more time." An old man with white eyebrows came on the court and blocked the prince's way.
"Get out of the way!" The prince paused and glanced at the other party coldly.
"King Yan Bei, let's fight again." The white-browed old man is a martial arts fanatic. He watched from the sidelines for a day, and the more he watched, the more he felt itchy and uncontrollable. However, Beichen had an order of appearance. He couldn't steal others, so he could only watch from the sidelines.
Waiting, it was finally his turn, how could he be willing to let the prince go... (To be continued)