The old emperor choked. Wasn't this Ye Jian, the world-renowned swordsman? Was Zhuo Yuanzhi his match?
The old emperor began to worry, worried about the reputation of the Eastern Tombs.
"I'll give you ten moves." Ye Jian started with an extremely arrogant statement, but his appearance was cold and hard, and he didn't show any arrogance.
Zhuo Yuanzhi had already sensed the internal force that Ye Jian was faintly releasing. He knew that this person's swordsmanship was superb and that he would be difficult to deal with.
"No need!" No matter how powerful the opponent is, we can't lose our momentum.
Zhuo Yuanzhi gripped the halberd tightly in his hand, his gaze suddenly sharpened, and he raised the halberd and leaped towards Ye Jian.
Upon seeing Ye Jian enter the scene, Nanqian Yuejian became interested and watched intently, resting his chin on his hand.
"Big sister, who do you think will win?" Nan Yichu was also watching the fight closely.
As soon as he asked the question, many people pricked up their ears, waiting for Nan Qianyue's answer. Those with profound inner strength could hear her words even if they were some distance away.
Nan Qianyue smiled and blurted out the answer, "It's definitely Ye Jian, without a doubt."
Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Nan Nan has good taste."
Looking at Prince Anzheng's side, those dressed in green and red robes are all migrating south. It seems that Miss Nan isn't siding with her own people. Perhaps a little encouragement would be helpful.
"Hmph, they're boosting the enemy's morale while diminishing our own!"
"Take sides with outsiders..."
Song Suihuan and her followers have started producing again.
boom--
Before Song Suihuan and the others could finish their sarcastic remarks, Zhuo Yuanzhi was blasted back by Ye Jian with a single palm strike.
Everyone was stunned.
That's just too... amazing.
Zhuo Yuanzhi is the deputy commander of the Black Riders, yet he was defeated so quickly!
Only Ye Jian knew that he had used some tactics to win so quickly, as he needed to save his energy for his next opponent—Xie Yanzhou.
The last time at Wan Hua Lou ended in a draw, so we can't miss this chance of being chosen by fate.
"You flatter me," Ye Jian replied, echoing Zhuo Yuanzhi's earlier words.
Zhuo Yuanzhi was traumatized. He looked at Prince Anzheng and walked over nervously.
"Your Highness, this humble general requests—"
"Step back."
Qingyi spoke urgently, but Qin Yi whispered a rebuke.
Back in the group, Zhuo Yuanzhi patted Qingyi on the shoulder and said helplessly, "You're no match for him, don't be impulsive."
Qingyi: "..." She suffered internal injuries before even going on stage.
The old emperor's smile didn't reach his eyes, and his gaze swept over Qin Yi intentionally or unintentionally. "As expected of a world-renowned swordsman, does any of you dare to challenge him?"
No one answered.
"Prince Anzheng, why don't you send another person up to add some excitement and bring this martial arts competition to a close?" The old emperor looked at Qin Yi with a smile.
Qin Yi's expression remained cold and stern, his brows and eyes devoid of any emotional fluctuation. He nodded and parted his lips slightly, "Then let the newly appointed military commander of the Imperial Guard go and meet him."
"Military Commander?" The old emperor's gaze shifted. "Isn't that the eldest grandson of Marquis Xie? Where is he?"
Everyone knew where he was, and they all looked in a certain direction, where Xie Yanzhou, dressed in a white arrow-patterned robe, walked out.
The old emperor nodded in satisfaction, "Hmm, he's a man of great spirit."
Xie Yanzhou bowed to the old emperor, his face turning cold as he turned away.
He took this opportunity to teach Ye Jian a lesson, since Ye Jian had tried to steal Qianqian's sword.
Ye Jian looked at the person walking towards him, and a faint smile appeared on his poker face. It was fleeting. He knew that Dongling would send Xie Yanzhou to the stage.
"Why don't you have any weapons?" Ye Jian asked without any emotion.
A slight smile crossed Xie Yanzhou's handsome face, his chin slightly raised, revealing a touch of youthful arrogance that captivated the noble ladies around him.
"I don't need weapons to deal with you."
So cool! So handsome! So outstanding! And his voice is great too!
The noble ladies cried out in their hearts.
Miss Xie also looked at Nan Qianyue excitedly, thinking to herself, "Miss Nan, look! How outstanding my brother is!"
Ye Jian's eyes darkened, and he said, "Wait."
He glanced around and finally fixed his gaze on Nan Qianyue.
He thought that since his lord was the crown prince, it was against the rules to openly help him look at the sword. However, he was really not comfortable entrusting the sword to anyone else, so he decided to let Miss Nan take a look at it. In any case, Miss Nan was nearby, and she could also use that to annoy Xie Yanzhou.
So Ye Jian lifted his foot and walked south.
Nan Xiang hurriedly stuffed the last cherry into his mouth and then assumed a defensive stance.
He was a civil official, so why was this military man walking towards him?
"Young Master Nan, you're nearby, could you please take a look at my sword? Thank you." Ye Jian bypassed Nan Xiang and went directly to Nan Yichu.
The words were addressed to Nan Yichu, but the sword was placed in front of Nan Qianyue.
Everyone: ...What kind of operation is this?
If we're talking about proximity, isn't Nanxiang closer?
Nanqianyue and her younger brother exchanged a glance, then smiled and reached out to touch the scabbard, as if they were touching some rare and powerful weapon.
"Little sister, you should touch it too, it's a rare opportunity," Nan Qianyue whispered her invitation.
The old emperor glanced at the Southern Chancellor and, seeing his displeased expression, his doubts were dispelled.
Xiao Chen, on the other hand, cast a doting glance at her without any attempt to hide it.
Xie Yanzhou was indeed furious. He just threw a broken sword aside and then asked Qianqian to watch it for him. What a shameless person!
"Stop dawdling, are you ready?" Xie Yanzhou said coldly.
Ye Jian nodded and then launched a flying attack. His movements were as swift as lightning, and the air currents surged as he swung his arms, revealing the depth of his internal strength.
Xie Yanzhou remained calm and unhurried, lightly tapping his feet and retreating like a withered leaf, yet he managed to deflect the attack at the last possible moment.
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