Chapter 148: Two consecutive defeats

Guan Shantai is much stronger than his brother.

He attacked directly. His moves were fierce, and the opponent's hammer was also wielded with great force.

The two fought back and forth, and soon passed fifty moves.

But Guan Shantai was a little eager to win, and his weakness was exposed.

When it was almost a hundred moves, it was the move that Feng Tianxing saw, a back-handed spear, with an unstable base, which made the opponent lie down, cross his legs and turn sideways, and then he threw Guan Shantai to the ground, and then turned over and pressed him to the ground.

Guan Shantai wanted to get up again, but he couldn't get up no matter how hard he tried, as if there was a mountain pressing on his body.

Guan Shantai lost.

Yun Hongxiao saw that two boys with good martial arts skills couldn't do anything to him.

This was the first one to go on stage.

"Is there anyone else willing to challenge?" Lou Haotian spoke slowly, with a smile on his face.

No one spoke.

The other side only sent out one person, while his side sent out two. If he went up again and still lost, it would not only be a matter of embarrassment for himself, but also a embarrassment for the country.

Yun Hongxiao had to admit that Lou Lan won the game.

In the next game, Lou Lan sent out another person, who looked older, probably around 25 or 26. He was

also very tall, almost 6 feet tall.

When he stood on the field, he had a strong aura, giving people a sense of oppression.

Lou Haotian came here deliberately to provoke, just to meet his requirements for the antidote and the ten-shot crossbow.

[Humph, you want the antidote formula, even if I give it to you, you can't make it. ] Feng Tianxing had some plans in mind.

Feng Zuwen also thought so after hearing what his daughter said. That was something from the God Realm, and it was not something that could be produced in the mortal world.

But what if he really lost?

"Daughter, how about Daddy come on the field and beat him to a pulp?" Feng Zuwen whispered into Feng Tianxing's ear.

"Are you sure, Daddy?" Feng Tianxing was a little worried. She had never really seen Feng Zuwen's strength. Every time he practiced martial arts, he went out.

"I haven't tried it, but it should be fine." Feng Zuwen hadn't met an opponent in the past year, and he hadn't made any moves yet. He had only fought against his two sons. Among

the three fathers and sons, he was actually the weakest one.

Yun Hongxiao saw the warriors on the field, and then looked at his subjects.

But no one dared to go on the field.

Yun Hongxiao was about to call out the names when a man stood up.

"Your Majesty, I would like to learn a few moves from this general."

Everyone looked and saw that it was Chen Jiming who had lost an arm.

Chen Jiming was filled with hatred, and he would go up even if he lost.

His arm was cut off by Lou Haotian

's sword. He wanted revenge, but Lou Haotian did not fight, and he was indeed no match for Lou Haotian.

"Well, Major General Chen is very brave." Someone cheered him on.

Chen Jiming has been practicing hard to use his left hand with a knife for the past six months, and he is now more skilled than he was with his right hand before.

"Major General Chen, just do your best." Yun Hongxiao said.

Yun Hongxiao also saw that these people were extraordinary, and they should be masters specially trained by Lou Lan.

"Yes."

As soon as Chen Jiming came on the field, Lou Haotian noticed him: He recovered so quickly? He can still stand up to fight again, he is a warrior.

Chen Jiming and Lou Haotian looked at each other, the former had a knife in his eyes, while the latter smiled.

Chen Jiming chose a good knife.

"Flaming Chen Jiming, I'll learn from you."

"Lou Lan Hua Wuqing."

The two introduced their names to each other and started fighting.

Chen Jiming let the opponent make the first move to fulfill his courtesy as a host.

Hua Wuqing used a sword.

Hua Wuqing used a move of white snake spitting out its tongue to directly stab Chen Jiming.

Chen Jiming clearly felt a strong sword energy with a murderous aura coming at his face.

What a strong momentum!

But Chen Jiming was not weak either. He caught the blow with a move of "Raising the Sky to Explore the Moon" and then dodged by leaning to the side.

The two men started fighting fiercely. Laymen

watch the excitement, while experts watch the tricks.

Feng Tianxing stared at their every move and every style.

The eldest brother of the Chen family was indeed worthy of being a major general. He was much stronger than the two brothers of the Guan family. It was a pity that he only had one hand.

And the opponent was not a fool either. He specifically attacked his right side, so the eldest brother of the Chen family would be weaker if he tried to block with his backhand.

Unless his martial arts were so strong that he was invincible.

It would be difficult for him to win.

After a hundred moves, the two men still hadn't decided the winner.

The ministers of Yanyan were all sweating for him, and no one spoke up to disturb the competition.

After another fifty moves, Chen Jiming slowly felt exhausted and was already showing signs of weakness.

Finally, when the opponent used a sword to kill, his knife was knocked away, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at his vitals.

Lost!

"Is anyone going to play?" Hua Wuqing stood upright on the field. He also wanted to fight two or even three people like the last one. It seemed very embarrassing to go on like this.

Seeing that his eldest brother was defeated, Chen Jitang wanted to go up, but was stopped by Chen Zhizhong.

The second son's martial arts is not as good as the eldest son. The eldest son lost, so he would lose too.

He went up himself.

"Your Majesty, I am here to learn the martial arts of this young general." Now is the time to win face for the country, not to consider bullying the weak.

"Okay, it's better to be careful." Yun Hongxiao nodded in agreement.

He watched a few games and was amazed in his heart.

He didn't expect Loulan to be so talented in martial arts.

The martial arts talents of Yanyan are far behind.

We need to cultivate more martial arts talents in the future, otherwise the country will be in danger.

Chen Zhizhong also uses a broadsword.

"Young General Loulan, I'm sorry." Chen Zhizhong said, and raised his sword.

A tidal force came out.

Facing a strong enemy, he used all his life's learning.

An old general is an old general, much stronger than Chen Jiming.

Yun Hongxiao was relieved to see Chen Zhizhong's performance.

As long as he didn't lose face for Yanyan, he had to lose magnificently even if he lost.

He chopped at his opponent with a sword in the clouds.

Hua Wuqing knew that he had met a tough opponent when he saw Chen Zhizhong's moves and the sound of the wind. He was fully alert and responded seriously.

The duel between these two people was much more intense than the previous young men.

Every move was full of infinite power.

It made the ground feel shaken.

The duel between masters was amazing to watch.

The ministers cried out in surprise from time to time, and some of the women screamed in fear.

In the end, the two men were getting faster and faster, and many people could no longer see how they were attacking. After

a hundred or two hundred moves, the winner was still not decided.

But Feng Tianxing still saw some signs.

Uncle Chen might not be able to hold on for much longer. After all, his opponent was more than ten years younger than him.

As time went on, Chen Zhizhong's physical strength was almost exhausted.

After another fifty moves, Chen Zhizhong was unable to dodge the opponent's Piercing Clouds and was stabbed in the shoulder.

Yanyan lost!

"Dad." The two brothers of the Chen family cried out in surprise and ran forward to catch the man.

"Eunuch Yuan, quickly call the imperial physician." Yun Hongxiao watched the entire duel.

He also understood martial arts, and Chen Zhizhong had done his best to hold on until this point.

I have already lost two rounds. If the opponent wins one more person, the next rounds will not be played. I will win after three rounds.

The whole place was silent and no one dared to speak.

Hua Wuqing drew back his sword and did not ask for anyone else to compete. He had already won, and besides, his physical strength was almost exhausted.

Loulan was the third person to come on stage.

This time it was a veteran, who looked to be over 30 years old. He had oily skin, a high nose bridge, and a beard.

He also had a fierce look.

"Your Majesty Yanyan, who will compete with my Loulan's General Fu in the third round?"