Chapter 269 There are so many powerful people in the world

The king was on the stage, full of vigor and vitality, while the other masters were trembling in fear below.

No one knew how many people she had thrown off the ring. Her sword was stuck in the ground like a sword in the stone, and she hadn't pulled it out yet. She beat everyone with her bare hands, and everyone who watched her wiped the sweat from their foreheads with their handkerchiefs and never put them away.

The three farmers who came to challenge her were beaten so hard that they were suffocating, and the others who ran away were thrown off the stage by her like chickens.

Everyone: "..."

A little scary, not sure, let's see.

Jun Lin felt relaxed and happy after the fight. She sat in the center of the ring like a proud lion. She lazily dropped her tail and raised her eyelids to look at the audience: "Come again!"

Everyone: "..."

It’s really scary!

Why didn't anyone reveal in advance that the Hengzhe from the Zongheng family would also come to participate in the competition? How come no one knew that Hengzhe was the ancestor of Emperor Jing who was so arrogant that he wanted to burn a hole in the sky!

All of you are now eager to pick up flower pots and smash them on the heads of your own intelligence personnel. What use are you!

That day, Xingzhi remembered the fear of being dominated by Junlin. He hugged his master's thigh tightly and burst into tears: "Master! I want to participate in the literary debate!"

Master Xun Xiu was unhappy: "How can you change your mind so easily? Your martial arts are among the best in Taoism, and there are many scholars who are much better than you. If you don't go, who will go?"

Subtitle: You are only good at fighting, everyone else is smarter than you, go ahead

Xingzhi: “…”

He turned his head sharply and shouted to Lin Junhuai: "Who among you Mohists will attack?"

Lin Jun smiled and curled his eyes: "That's definitely not me, this giant relies on his brain!"

No way, you don't really expect a weakling like me to fight against Brother Xiaolin, do you?

At best, she would have thrown you off the stage a little more gently, at least not letting you land face first, for the sake of the fact that you are family.

It's good to collapse.

Minghe and Manlao Zhengnian quietly admired the heroic appearance of their own king.

Can we not let time pass quietly?

Both of them were civil officials who would only take part in the debate. None of them would confront Jun Lin. Now seeing her throwing another person off the stage, the Left Prime Minister and the Right Prime Minister were very considerate and led the applause.

Minghe: "The head of the family is truly brave and unrivaled."

Man Lao: "How many people in this world can fight with Your Majesty?"

“Pah, pah, pah—”

Two people clapped like seals.

Legalist: “…”

Confucianism: “…”

You two really have no awareness of being leaders. Anyway, we just have to side with your Majesty.

Xingzhi pointed at himself in disbelief: "I am the only warrior challenging the challenge?!"

Several people looked over slowly: What else?

Whether it was a punching bag or a villain, Minghe and the others were always unwilling to do it.

Xingzhi cried very loudly.

Young host: "Taoist Xingzhi attacks the challenge!"

Xingzhi stared at Xun Xiu with eyes wide open.

Xun Xiu said with a loving face: "I have arranged for you to go on stage early. The sooner you finish, the better. Go, my good disciple."

Xingzhi felt that he was not unorthodox enough, otherwise he would definitely hit the old man on the head a few times.

He took a deep breath and sank his energy into his dantian. His expression suddenly changed to become solemn and dignified.

Now that you're on the field, you have to show your real ability. Otherwise, you won't be able to play with her to your heart's content. It would be bad if she rejects you and gives up on you.

The young man in Taoist robes flew onto the stage, his usual carefree and unruly demeanor completely gone. He stood in front of Jun Lin and saluted her with a fist, showing respect and admiration: "Please teach me."

Jun Lin's eyes swept over the young man's serious eyebrows and she curled the corners of her lips to reveal her first bright smile since she came on stage.

She pulled out the heavy sword in one go, and her clear and clean voice was like a stream flowing through a rocky path: "Come on."

Xingzhi also laughed when he saw her draw her sword.

“Zheng——”

The sword rang crisply, and the cold light formed by the sword shadows condensed into a solid white cyclone, so sharp and terrifying that it seemed to tear through the sky.

The scene fell into silence, leaving only the sound of weapons clashing and the long roar of swords whirring in the ears.

Gongqing sat in the audience, his dark and clear pupils reflecting Jun Lin's figure. His index finger was hooked on a red rope still tied around his wrist, and he would tie the other end to her while waiting for Jun Lin's triumphant return.

The sun was very strong at noon, and some people in the open-air venue had their heads sunburned. However, Wu Shi, who had been carrying an umbrella with him, accidentally bumped into someone.

The umbrella he held above his head provided some shade, but he was so focused on the competition on the stage that he unknowingly folded the umbrella and placed it on an empty seat beside him.

When Emperor Jingdi was competing in martial arts, he felt like a human being.

The man who mixed into the black army and followed the crowd to hunt him down when they first met.

They are very similar, for example, after repelling an enemy, they will always subconsciously rub the hilt of the sword with the tip of their thumb, and they love to follow up a sword move with a side kick.

"How many powerful people like Emperor Jing are there in the world?"

The sudden male voice beside him made Gongqing look at Wu Shi in surprise. Why would the Yin Yang Sect Leader take the initiative to talk to me?

The nobleman kept his composure and said politely, "If you use her to define a strong person, then there is no one else strong in the world except her."

This is a high evaluation, and it is undoubtedly recognized by the officials.

Wushi's eyes calmed down: "But I know a woman who is no worse than Emperor Jing."

The ministers immediately understood, isn't this Chunhua?

Why, you came all the way from Southern Xinjiang to Jingguo to reminisce about the old times?

The minister turned the blood-red Buddhist beads in his hand, smiling slightly, but there was a chill in his eyes: "Two years ago, Jing State also had a woman of great fame, named Cang Qiong. It was said that she was undefeated and was regarded as a god by the world. But I heard that she was defeated by Emperor Jing later, and she has been hiding in the dark and working for Emperor Jing ever since."

"If the woman in your day really fights with my junior brother, the ending will be the same as Cang Qiong's."

What Gongqing said was true, this was the ending that Junlin wrote for the Cangqiong alias. Gongqing originally wanted to use this to dispel Wushi's doubts. You think Chunhua is strong only because you have never competed with Jingdi, and she would definitely lose if she had. He wanted to divert his thoughts and make Wushi think that the two were not the same person. But what he didn't know was that Cangqiong was also a alias of his good junior brother.

Sure enough, Wu Shi's train of thought was diverted for a moment, and he frowned slightly and said disapprovingly: "Is the King of Yue too confident in his junior brother?"

The official's hands kept turning the Buddhist beads, calm and elegant like a young master in a bamboo garden: "Look."

He signaled Wushi with his eyes to look at the arena. Even though Xingzhi was considered a strong fighter in Wushi's heart, he had already been defeated.

After a moment of silence, Wu Shi suddenly stood up from his seat, and the delicate jade cicada pendant had somehow slipped outside his collar. The man in the red shirt with snow-white skin picked up the umbrella, opened it, and flew onto the stage.

The ministers were stunned.

The young host was stunned.

Jun Lin was stunned.

The Yin Yang family was also stunned.

Didn’t the sect leader say he wouldn’t participate in the competition? Why is he participating in it himself now?

The young host asked tentatively: "The Yin Yang Sect's leader is going to attack the ring...?"

Wu Shi did not refute it.

The young man immediately relaxed and shouted, "The Yin Yang Sect leader is here to attack the ring!"