"Is it because Xiaomin beat Dugu Zhenren?"

"I made an agreement with you at the palace banquet a few days ago. Do you still remember?"

"Remember."

"I really didn't expect you to complete the agreement so soon. I have to say goodbye to my words and certainly fulfill my promise." Emperor Taixiang smiled and said tempting words: "Say, what do you want? Is it a martial arts secret that can practice advanced martial arts? Or has gold, silver and jewelry that is rich enough to rival a country? Or become a general who commands thousands of troops?... As long as you say it, I can satisfy you."

"Emperor, Xiaomin only requests to marry the eldest princess of Wei State!" Xue Chang responded immediately with a firm expression.

"Princess of Wei State..." Emperor Taixiang frowned.

Luo Lanmeng, who was originally very happy because of Xue Chang's words, became nervous now.

Emperor Taixiang looked back at her and then smiled again: "I agree to marry the emperor's sister to you. July 21st is the auspicious day, so let's hold the wedding on that day. By then, the martial arts conference will end, and it will be held at the same time as the title ceremony. What do you think?"

So fast?!... Xue Chang was inexplicably panicked and subconsciously looked at Luo Lanmeng next to him.

Although Luo Lanmeng was shy at this moment, she still secretly looked at Xue Chang. Her extremely clear eyes contained endless affection.

"... Xiaomin obeyed the emperor's arrangement!" Xue Chang said in a deep voice.

"Okay, okay, we will be a family in the future!" Emperor Taixiang said happily.

When Xue Chang turned and left, he heard the congratulations and jokes from the other two women behind him, and the figure of Ziqiong Ye quietly appeared in his mind, and his steps became a little heavy...

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The competition continues, and there are winners, and there are losers, so joy and depression continue to reappear in this square.

After noon, all the martial arts people present had already played once. After lunch and after more than half an hour of rest, when the guard announced that the competition would continue, all the martial arts people were boosted, because the four people who had obtained the right to challenge the warriors of the country were heading towards Changmutai. "Who will become a new warrior after the Jie Xiaoyao Sect Xue Chang" has undoubtedly become the most concerned issue for everyone.

The draw soon ended, and the Long Guard officials announced loudly: "The four competitions began to begin with the Master Qingsong vs. Ye San from the Iron Blood Changhemen, Su Mufan vs. Huiwu of Shaolin Temple, Zen Master Wubei vs. Si Jinyu of the Divine Sword Villa, and Zhenren Yang Tongping vs. Jingxin Master of the Emei Sect. Four competitions began!"

Since Dugu Changhui has already competed, this draw was not in this draw. However, the draw result still surprised the martial arts people in the rest area. The main point of the surprise was that Ye San actually drew Qingsong Zhenren, which was another civil war in the same region.

However, the martial arts people from Jinghu are obviously very different from the complicated moods of the Bashu martial arts people before. Most of them hope that Yeshan can win.

The martial arts people in other areas who know the inside story of Jinghu martial arts are either out of sympathy for the various factions of Jinghu, or out of admiration for Ye San, the old hero of the iron-blooded long rivers, and most of them hope that he will win.

Therefore, the competition has not started yet, and the sidelines cheered for Ye San almost one-sidedly, which made Qingsong Zhenren feel angry. After walking onto the wooden platform, he said to Ye San proudly: "Senior Ye, the emperor originally allowed you to become a national protector without attending the martial arts conference, but you reject the emperor's kindness and have to go on the competition in person to show your strength of the iron-blooded Changhemen. I respect you, but unfortunately, the years are not forgiving, I am afraid that your lifetime of heroes will be lost today!"

Ye San looked calm and did not refute, but raised his hand and said, "You are a junior, please make advance moves."

The true man Qingsong suddenly became angry. Without saying a word, he pulled out his sword and was about to take action. Suddenly, he heard the voice of Zen Master Wunu in the square: "Zheng Xue Chang, Master Xue, I am Wunu, I want to have a chance to discuss with you. We only use our fists and feet, without using internal force, I wonder if it is possible?"

Xue Chang was sitting in the rest area and was about to watch the competition that was about to begin. Suddenly, he heard the shouts of Zen Master Wunu, and was stunned. Then he felt moved: Watching other people's competitions, how could they fight with them by themselves? What's more, the opponent is Zen Master Wunu, who is known as the "first boxing and kicking". How many martial arts people want to get such an opportunity to communicate and communicate without getting it.

He immediately shouted, "I really want to ask for it."

Emperor Taixiang heard the two people's shouts on the city tower and was a little surprised: "Zen Master Wunu is not on the throne of martial arts competition, and it seems that he can't sit still. Xue Chang is also a crazy martial arts maniac. He just had a long battle with Dugu Zhenren in the morning and wanted to compete with Zen Master Wunu. Can his body hold on?"

"That is why Master Wubei chose not to use internal strength. He just wanted to compete with his fists and feet. He must have seen that Master Xue's martial arts were exquisite and moved in his heart, so he took the initiative to send an invitation, mainly to prove martial arts and improve his realm. This is also good for Master Xue. They will not fight with all their might." Cao Zhong comforted with a calm expression.

Luo Lanmeng breathed a sigh of relief in secret.

Emperor Taixiang also nodded and said, "So that's it. Let's continue to inform them and arrange a wooden platform for them."

After a while, Xue Chang and Zen Master Wunu stood on the wooden platform.

"Zen Master Wunun." Xue Chang bowed respectfully and said: "I also visited Shaolin some time ago, but unfortunately the Zen Master is not in the temple. Fortunately, I can still fight with the Zen Master today, so I will have no regrets."

"President Xue is now a warrior who protects the country, so don't be so polite." Zen Master Wunu spoke very directly: "I have heard about you going to Shaolin, and I have learned that you had defeated Huitong. I was surprised at that time. After seeing your performance on the court these days, his defeat was taken for granted. To be honest, your father's qualifications to learn martial arts were average, and he took a lot of effort to learn Bodhicitta's swordsmanship back to Songshan. Last year, when Huiming returned to Songshan from Bashu and talked about your outstanding qualifications, he was a rare martial arts genius. I still disagreed.

However, I am very wrong. Your Arhat Fist not only has the essence, but also can simplify the complex and use it freely. Another boxing technique you use also has the shadow of Shaolin boxing, but it can come up with its own ideas and recurrences. It really makes me admire me. As the saying goes, it is better than the blue, so today I am not standing here as an elder or senior, but as a peer, I will compete with you with Master Xue. I hope I can give you any advice."

Zen Master Wunu's words made Xue Chang respect the majestic monk, and immediately said: "I understand, Zen Master Wunu, please!"

"President Xue, please!"

The two of them lowered their heads and chests at the same time, folded their hands together, and even used the starting style of Luohan Fist at the same time.

On another wooden platform, Qingsong Zhenren and Ye San were fighting fiercely.

The hot-tempered true man Qingsong used the Beidou Seven Star Sword as soon as he came up. This is one of the unique sword skills of the Wudang Sect, which is exactly the opposite of another set of unique sword skills, Tai Chi swordsmanship.

Tai Chi sword technique emphasizes the use of slowness to control fastness, the sword moves are endless, and the unchanging response to changes. The Beidou Seven Star Sword is known as stepping on the seven stars, and the sword starts to shock the gods. It emphasizes that the gods and ghosts are unpredictable and no one can stop them.

I saw Master Qingsong wandering through the edges on the wooden platform and stabbing a sword from time to time. The sword light was so bright that it rustled, and it seemed that there was a sword energy scattered everywhere. Before the sword reached the ground, the wood chips flew.

Ye Sanyi was not afraid. No matter what the other party stabbed from any angle, he did not dodge or avoid it. He only used his palms to greet him. He saw that his palms were as bright as blood, and his palms were as bright as the wind, without any tricks, and he was straight forward. He could not lose his sword with his flesh and palms.

The further the battle, Ye San's momentum became stronger. His face turned red, his white beard fluttered, and his energy surrounded his body, causing his sleeves to swell. Every time he came out, it was like a strong wind, and his anger was endless, making people feel heart-pounding.

"Old Cao, is this the iron-blooded Danxin Palm that was the Duke of the Protector who was in charge of the world and made the Northern Barbarians frightened?!" Emperor Taixiang asked with excitement under the city.

"That's right!" Cao Zhong looked at Ye San who showed his power on the wooden platform, and his expression was a little excited: "The iron-blooded and Danxin Palm created by Duke Hu Guo gathered the strengths of the hundreds of schools, combined with Haoran Zhengqigong. When he encountered an enemy, he could not dodge, but could only fight hard. His fighting spirit would become stronger and stronger. The more enemies he had, the stronger he would be, until he defeated his opponents. This was a martial art created by Duke Hu Guo Guo for the killing of both armies. People with no perseverance and courage could not practice. He had taught many people, but in the end he was only practiced by Fan Yanghou."

Emperor Taixiang was fascinated by Youran and couldn't help but sigh: "How might it be! Today, seeing the power of Marquis Fan Yang, I can truly feel the spirit of the Duke of Protecting the Country back then!"

He sighed for a moment and asked again, "Half Fan Yang has already won the victory?"

Cao Zhong said cautiously: "If Fan Yanghou was more than ten years younger, the old minister would dare to make this assertion. However, now he is old and his qi and blood have declined. I don't know if he can hold on until the end, and Qingsong Zhenren still has his unique skills."

"Oh?" Emperor Taixiang once again turned his gaze to the field.

The seven-star sword energy that Master Qingsong swung was blocked by Ye San and could not make any progress. Ye San's originally thin body was like a god descending to earth, invisibly shocking his mind. At this moment, Master Qingsong had realized that he was fooled by Ye San, and was angry with the other party's words and chose to attack, but it hit the other party's thoughts. It was obvious that the frontal force was Ye San's strength. If he used Tai Chi sword technique to slowly waste the opponent's energy, he would undoubtedly have a greater chance of winning.

But as soon as this thought flashed, it was thrown behind by Master Qingsong. Not to mention that Tai Chi swordsman has rarely been used by him because of his disagreement with him. And who is Qingsong? How could he be scared by this little setback!

If you want to fight hard, I will fight hard for you to see who can hold on until the end!... Thinking of this, Master Qingsong roared, cheered up, closed his left hand with his right hand, and held the hilt of the sword at the same time. He suddenly scored and pulled out another short sword from the long sword.
Chapter completed!