Wen Dusu stepped forward and said, "I humbly request Your Majesty to send a master from the Central Plains to guide and instruct me."
Zhou Heng gave a light snort: "Summon my Imperial Guard Captains."
A moment later, a captain, who was probably in his thirties, dressed in silver-white armor, looked exceptionally brave, and carried a long spear, stepped forward.
"This humble officer, Shangguan Ling, a captain of the Imperial Guards, pays his respects to Your Majesty!"
Zhou Heng nodded in satisfaction and instructed, "Minister Shangguan, the people of the Golden Horde want to experience the martial arts of our Great Zhou heroes."
However, since they are guests from afar, you must remember to hold back and not seriously injure them.
Although there were many captains in the Great Zhou Imperial Guard, Zhou Heng had a deep impression of Shangguan Ling.
This Captain Shangguan had been in charge of the Imperial Guards for several years, and held the most important position at the main gate of the Imperial City. Moreover, he was exceptionally brave and had the demeanor of a great general, which made Zhou Heng very satisfied.
Only someone like that can represent the face of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Wendusu smiled and said, "Since that's the case, then my Khanate will send Master Zhamud, the second disciple of Master Baosheng Batu, to take on the challenge."
Zhou Heng frowned immediately: "What do you mean? Didn't you say you were going to have your so-called master take action? Why are you switching to your disciple now? Are you looking down on my Great Zhou?"
Wen Dusu quickly shook his head: "Your Majesty, please calm down. That's not what I meant."
These two masters also wanted to see the strength of the Great Zhou Dynasty; it didn't matter who came.
They have come from afar; please, Your Majesty, give them a chance.
Zhou Heng snorted lightly: "Then let's start fighting."
Shangguan Ling walked to the center of the training ground, raised his spear, pointed it at Nazamud, and sneered, "You Tibetan monk, don't you use a weapon?"
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Zhamud smiled strangely and spread his hands, saying, "My hands are my weapons."
"Then don't blame me for being impolite!"
As Shangguan Ling finished speaking, the iron spear in his hand trembled, its momentum like a ray of light, instantly unleashing more than ten spear flowers, like a sky full of stars, dazzling and brilliant.
The spear's aura was fierce and its power was extraordinary. Zhou Heng immediately slapped his hand hard and shouted, "Good!"
Seeing this scene, Yang Cheng could only think of two words: He had lost.
The next moment, Nazamud reached into the dazzling spear light, and a golden light emanated from his exposed skin, completely ignoring Shangguan Ling's qi.
Moreover, Zhamud actually managed to grab the spear tip with extreme precision amidst the dazzling spear light, using his physical body to directly confront the weapon, making it impossible for Shangguan Ling to break free!
Shangguan Ling's expression suddenly changed. He was about to exert his strength when he felt himself being pulled towards Zhamudela by a powerful force.
Before he could abandon his gun and retreat, he was pulled in front of Jamud.
Zhamud struck Shangguan Ling's chest with a palm strike, and a burst of dazzling golden energy erupted, almost tangible.
Vajra Palm!
Shangguan Ling hurriedly crossed his arms to block in front of him, but the powerful Vajra Palm shattered his arm armor, and both arms were completely twisted.
Zhamud stepped forward and punched Shangguan Ling in the chest, causing him to stoop and spit out a mouthful of blood.
He then clenched his fist into four fingers and stabbed Shangguan Ling's dantian, causing him to spit out another mouthful of blood. All the internal energy in his dantian was destroyed!
Then Zhamud picked up the unconscious Shangguan Ling, who was lying like a dead dog, and threw him out. He put his hands together, smiled at Zhou Heng and the officials on the platform, and said in slightly broken Mandarin, "You flatter me."
A moment of silence fell over the room.
Zhou Heng gripped the chair tightly with both hands, his brows twitching.
No one expected that a captain of the Imperial Guard of the Great Zhou would lose so miserably and so humiliatingly to this foreign monk!
Even Zhang Xiren didn't expect the outcome to be like this.
The Imperial Guard Captains of the Great Zhou Dynasty are supposed to guard the main gate of the imperial city, but is this all the strength they have?
If the Golden Horde wanted to breach the imperial city, he probably wouldn't be able to hold it!
Yang Cheng crossed his arms and carefully examined the foreign monk.
In fact, the moment Shangguan Ling made his move, Yang Cheng knew that Shangguan Ling was doomed to lose.
The opponent's marksmanship was somewhat flashy but impractical. It looked dazzling, but in reality, his internal energy was scattered, his strength was weak, and his shooting speed was not fast enough.
It may seem glamorous and amazing to laymen like Zhou Heng and Zhang Xiren, but in reality it's completely useless.
Although Yue Zhongli's swordsmanship was flashy, at least it had some power.
As for Shangguan Ling, he's just a pretty face.
But thinking about it, it makes sense. The other party is a captain of the Imperial Guard, whose job is to guard the capital city.
From the moment he became a member of the Imperial Guard, apart from regular drills, he probably never fought anyone to the death.
If even the imperial guards protecting the capital city were to fight each other, it would mean that the capital had been breached.
Yang Cheng then turned his gaze to the foreign monk.
Although Shangguan Ling's weakness was reasonable, this monk was stronger than she had imagined.
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