Li Qingxuan and Chen Qingzhi watched the excitement for a while, then felt bored and returned to the studio.
After returning home, Chen Qingzhi strongly requested to have a drinking contest with Li Qingxuan today.
I used to get so drunk that I fell unconscious, all because I didn't perform properly.
Yun Ling also followed suit.
"You were all drunk last time, and I was the only one who could compete with the Pavilion Master."
Li Qingxuan looked at Yun Ling in astonishment and thought, "What you said can easily cause ambiguity."
So he exposed it mercilessly: "Last time I drank, I dared to say you were not drunk, and my pants were wet."
Yun Ling's face was a little embarrassed. Is this happening?
Next to him, Yun Twelve testified: "Yes, I saw it too. The hall master's feet were wet. He is such an adult, but he still peed his pants."
Facing the weird looks from the people around her, Yun Ling couldn't argue, and she was embarrassed to say that she had used her internal strength to force the wine out.
But peeing your pants is embarrassing enough.
But no matter what, Li Qingxuan still asked Chen Qingzhi to buy wine and food outside.
Necessary association can enhance feelings between men.
Yun Ling came to Li Qingxuan and whispered: "Pavilion Master, I found that there are people around us staring at us. They are hiding very well. I didn't even notice it before."
"staring at me?"
Li Qingxuan frowned.
Logically speaking, I have no enemies.
"Are those people strong?"
Li Qingxuan asked again.
"It's very strong. If I want to destroy them silently, it will take a lot of effort."
"this..."
Li Qingxuan wanted to say, you are definitely not in Versailles.
In the next few days, the most sensational thing in Luo City was the challenge from the Dali Envoys.
Everyone from the common people to the princes of the Manchu Dynasty are discussing it.
Daxia has been a country for more than a hundred years, and its national power has flourished.
Moreover, his attitude toward the outside world was very tough, especially the late emperor's.
After beating the surrounding countries until their faces were swollen, they could only unite to fight against Daxia.
Dali's national power has always been inferior to that of Daxia. In the past, it was Daxia's little follower.
But he didn't expect that this time when the envoy from Dali came to Beijing, he would set up a stage and said that he wanted to meet the martial arts masters of Daxia Kingdom.
This immediately angered many powerful people in Daxia.
Many people came to the stage to challenge that day.
But who would have thought that Da Li would be so shameless and that there would be a ninth grader on the stage.
Those who went up were naturally defeated miserably.
At the same time, a ring was set up in the east and south of the city, with three ninth-level players sitting on the ring.
Has won several games in a row in a few days.
Even a commander of the Royal Forest Army came to challenge him, but he was beaten until he vomited blood.
Suddenly it stirred up a thousand waves.
There was a lot of discussion in the city, and there were many angry curses.
There is no master in Daxia, why is Dali bullying him at the door like this?
Three ninth-level players entered the arena at the same time, something that even the Great Xia court did not expect.
In this way, Daxia could only send three ninth-grade players to break the situation.
Otherwise, if a ninth-level player competes in this arena and then challenges another arena, wouldn't it look like there is no one available in Daxia?
Among the crowd in the west of the city, Li Qingxuan and Chen Qingzhi were also watching the battle.
For Li Qingxuan, he has never seen a battle between masters in this world.
"This Da Li is too bullying. He went to the capital to set up an arena. Doesn't this mean he is bullying me, Da Xia Renren?"
"Then what can be done? It's been a few days, and all the masters who came up in Daxia have been knocked down. Almost everyone is vomiting blood. It's so embarrassing."
"I heard that there is a ninth-level master in the arena, and the ninth-level master is the top one. I heard that the scholar said that on the battlefield, he can defeat a thousand with one."
"Don't I, Yangyang Daxia, have a ninth grade?"
"The empress was knocked on the door, but she didn't show any sign."
"Haha! What kind of backbone can one expect from a female prostitute who becomes the emperor?"
"That woman is only good at dealing with her own family, but she can't straighten her back when facing Da Li." Someone snorted coldly.
A man next to him was unhappy when he heard this and retorted: "That's because I, the King of Zhenbei of Daxia, am not here. If the King of Zhenbei is here, I will slap the man to death on the ring with one slap."
Hearing his words, the man from before curled his lips.
"The King of Zhenbei is great, but without King Zhenbei, wouldn't we be able to survive in Great Xia? If that's the case, then we might as well let King Zhenbei be the emperor."
"Brother, please be careful. If your words are heard by the Tianyi Guards, they may want to invite you, Beizhen Fusi, to have tea."
"I am telling the truth."
The man snorted coldly. Although he was tough, he still didn't say anything more in this regard.
Next to him, Li Qingxuan looked at Yun Ling, who was following quietly.
"How confident are you that you can defeat him?"
"Although he is on the same level as me, he is no match for me due to my Qinggong."
Yun Ling said proudly.
Dressed in white, he looks very arrogant.
Li Qingxuan nodded.
Apart from anything else, the people in Langya Pavilion are very few people can match them when it comes to smelly farts.
At the same time, there was some sigh in my heart.
It's a pity that he is at the ninth level. If he is at the seventh level, with his decisive sword, he might be able to compete in the ring.
To say that this Da Li was really shameless, he used his big moves when he came up. The ninth grade was there, overwhelming the Da Xia warrior and making him breathless.
At the same time, a strong man holding a nine-ring sword appeared on the ring and launched an attack on Elder Qian without saying a word.
The strong man was a strong athlete. As he swung the sword, the nine iron rings made a clanging sound, which disturbed people's minds.
However, Elder Qian had his hands behind his back and did not fight back at all.
The big knife in this strong man's hand kept coming.
Unfortunately, every time he failed, he couldn't even touch the corner of the other party's clothes.
Elder Qian occasionally stretched out his hand to block the opponent's attack. A simple blow often had the power to turn corruption into magic.
This is the power of ninth-level warriors. Their grasp of timing alone cannot be compared to low-level warriors.
After dozens of moves, Elder Qian slapped the strong man with a palm while he was panting, imprinting it on his chest. The strong man flew directly off the ring, and blood spurted all over the floor.
This Elder Qian seemed calm and gentle, and his attacks were not overbearing at first, but the last blow made the loser vomit blood.
The strong man landed, and there was a commotion below.
I originally thought that such a big guy would definitely be able to fight, but who would have thought that he would lose so miserably.
Those who had some expectations were disappointed.
"Elder Qian's attack was ruthless. That palm directly shattered the strong man's meridians. After this battle, the strong man will probably be left with hidden wounds forever, and his skills will be incapable of exerting any strength."
Yun Ling commented.
"It seems that the other party's purpose is not only to suppress Daxia's anger, but also to take the opportunity to weaken Daxia's strength."
"If you give me three years to grow up, I will kill a person like this with one sword."
Chen Qingzhi said fiercely.
The other party's insidiousness aroused his hostility, and Chen Qingzhi was indeed qualified to say this.
His martial arts strength has grown rapidly, and he is now about to break through to the fifth level.
"I only need one year to defeat him."
Li Qingxuan thought to himself.
If nothing else happens, he will be able to reach the seventh level soon.
Last time, Zihuang mentioned that there is only one ninth-level player in Daxia, and that is Xue Gang. Doesn't it mean that no one can break the other two arenas?
Li Qingxuan sighed.
Although they have no sense of belonging to Daxia, this group of Dali people seems to be even more uncomfortable to watch.
"In Halong Qingfeng, please ask Elder Qian for advice."
A figure in white performed a rather wonderful light skill and stepped onto the ring.
This man looked to be in his twenties, and he was holding a slender long knife. He was personable and quite handsome.
Although he has not broken through the ninth level, he is already at the peak of the eighth level.
Li Qingxuan recognized him, and he was by Zi Huang's side when he and Zi Huang arrived at the cabin.
However, Li Qingxuan didn't know his true identity, that he was the commander of the Forbidden Army.
This Long Qingfeng looks quite good, but the response from the surroundings is not strong.
There was nothing I could do about it. The strong man showed great fighting prowess at first sight, but he was beaten until he vomited blood. This pretty boy was just looking cool, so he probably didn't have much strength.
Of course this is what most men think.
Many women were already cheering.
"You are no match for me."
Elder Qian smiled slightly.
Others still couldn't see through Long Qingfeng's strength, but he was proficient in looking at Qi. He could tell at a glance that although Long Qingfeng was at the peak of the eighth level, he was still far away from the ninth level, and the gap in realm was irreparable.
"Whether you can win a fight or not will only be known after you fight."
Long Qingfeng coolly pulled out his long knife.
People around him kept shaking their heads.
Looking at the calm look of Master Dali, Long Qingfeng didn't seem to have any chance of winning.
At this moment, Long Qingfeng had no nonsense and had already taken action.
Taking one step out, he disappeared and appeared in front of Elder Qian.
The big knife in his hand slashed down with an indomitable momentum.
"Boom."
At this moment, the sound of thunder sounded in everyone's ears.
The bright sword energy spread more than ten feet away, and the strong wind caused pain to the cheeks of those who were closer to the ring.
"Master."
This is what many people have in mind.
Regardless of whether they understand martial arts or not, they can all see that this move is extraordinary.
"Crack!"
Even Elder Qian's face finally turned solemn, and he drew his sword and faced him.
After a burst of sparks, Long Qingfeng took three steps back.
It means there is blood dripping.
Looking at Elder Qian, he took a step back, his face flushed.
"You are very strong. If you go further, you are qualified to fight me."
Elder Qian said in a very disgusting manner.
Long Qingfeng, however, sheathed the sword directly and walked off the ring without looking back.
If you lose, you lose. It's embarrassing. There's no need to stay.
After Long Qingfeng left, Elder Qian swallowed quietly and swallowed the blood that reached his throat.
Although there was a difference in level between the two, Elder Qian was still shocked.
"This man has been on the battlefield. His murderous aura is terrifying. He is a pure martial artist."
Elder Qian judged in his heart.
There is still a gap in combat effectiveness between pure martial artists and those who practice Taoism.
Being shocked by an eighth-grade peak person, Elder Qian also stopped slacking off a bit.
At this time, there was already a burst of noise around.
Those who had been looking forward to seeing Long Qingfeng slash out with his sword before could not help but shake their heads at this moment.
"Are the masters of Daxia really inferior to Dali?"
After all, everyone had witnessed the power of Long Qingfeng's sword.
"Is there really no one in Daxia? Invincibility makes people lonely."
Elder Qian's voice came from above the arena.
This made the audience in the audience even more indignant, but there was nothing they could do.
Li Qingxuan shook his head and returned to Qingzhifang with Chen Qingzhi.
The people in Dali are indeed a little arrogant.
"Can't the eighth grade defeat the ninth grade?"
Li Qingxuan looked at Yun Ling.
"The gap between realms is difficult to bridge. The ninth level versus the eighth level can't compare in terms of the depth of their true energy."
"Those who can fight across borders are often unique geniuses who only come across once in ten thousand years."
As he spoke, Yun Ling puffed up his chest.
"I was lucky enough to seriously injure a ninth-grade man when I was in the eighth-grade. It was just a fluke, a fluke."
Seeing Yun Ling's stinky look, Li Qingxuan was wondering whether he should praise him a few words to satisfy his vanity.
I heard Chen Qingzhi next to me say, "If I were an eighth-level person, I could cross the border and kill the ninth-level person."
Yun Ling was immediately defeated.
In terms of strength, he is indeed stronger than Chen Qingzhi now, but in terms of talent level, Chen Qingzhi does seem to be much stronger than him.
Royal study room.
There was no glass in this era, so even in broad daylight, the imperial study room had to be lit with candles to make it sufficiently bright.
Huazhi was sitting behind the writing desk, next to him were the state masters Yang Xuanji, Xue Gang and the great scholar Yuan Guang.
These people are all new forces cultivated by Huazhi after he ascended the throne.
Once the emperor and his courtiers came, the veterans of the previous dynasty were gradually alienated.
It's not that Huazhi is heartless, but those people may not really support her as the empress.
If it weren't for Huazhi Lei's method of killing the former prime minister, there would be no way to suppress these people.
"Long Qingfeng lost."
Xue Gang whispered after listening to his subordinates' report.
Huazhi frowned slightly.
The clear facial features were covered with a layer of frost.
Wearing a purple robe with embroidered dragon patterns, she blends the alluring appearance of a woman with the majesty of an emperor, exuding a unique charm.
She rubbed her eyebrows, a sharp look flashed in her eyes.
"If this continues, where will the majesty of my Daxia lie?"
"It seems that Commander Xue can only fight in the next game and destroy one of the three arenas first."
Yang Xuanji said.
Huazhi nodded.
"For the remaining two arenas, we can only think of another way."
"I have one more thing to report."
Xue Gang suddenly spoke.
Huazhi raised her head and looked at Xue Gang.
"I found out that when Langya Pavilion left, there were still some people left behind, lurking in the capital."
"Through analysis, I discovered that they seem to be protecting someone."
"Even last time most of the people from Langya Pavilion flocked to the capital, it seemed they were just to meet someone."
"Is it possible to have so many masters from Langya Pavilion clear their nests, including even a tenth-grade master..."
At this moment, the two words "Pavilion Master" appeared in the minds of everyone in the Imperial Study Room.
Only the master of Langya Pavilion has such appeal.
"What exactly does Langya Pavilion want to do?"
Huazhi frowned, obviously a little unhappy.
The majestic king of a country actually wants to be afraid of a Jianghu force.
Especially when Qin Xiaomo left last time, his attitude was so arrogant, which made Huazhi feel a little embarrassed.
"Your Majesty, now that Da Li is showing off his power in Luodu, although Langya Pavilion is an uncertain factor, for now, he has not shown any intention of going against the imperial court. It is better to fight against the outside world first, and then settle down at home."
Xue Gang said.
And Yang Xuanji also nodded.
"Tenth-grade warriors are very scary. It is not advisable to use drastic measures to deal with Langya Pavilion."
Yuan Guang next to him looked confused.
What happened to Langya Pavilion?