Specific manifestations vary from person to person.
But most of them were in high spirits and excited. A small number of people were so excited that they defecated and made a scene on the field.
This kind of thing is accurate once you find it!
Before going on stage, the referee and the waiter checked everyone.
No one was found eating duckweed or carrying any cheating tools.
The inspection is complete.
"The third round of competition officially begins!"
Following the order from the person in charge, the civil and military candidates on both sides went on stage in an orderly manner.
There were more people watching below the stage than in the previous few days!
Emperor Yongwu and his ministers even postponed the morning court session to the afternoon and came to the Temple of Heaven to watch.
When he was still coming, he went to the Xiyuan Temple to pay his respects and pray for his ancestors to bless Dayong!
May Dayong be the final winner!
An Li and Xin Bao also came early.
They were on the right side below the Temple of Heaven and could be seen very clearly. On the right were Qian'er's fellow disciples from the same sect.
On the left are Emperor Yongwu, the Empress and ministers.
The large tripod in the center of the Temple of Heaven is lit with incense.
The smoke of cigarettes slowly rose into the sky, looking particularly solemn in the broad daylight.
There are two sides of the field, one quiet and one moving.
Mingxin was chewing on the dried meat and didn't know where to look.
She had no choice but to look at her second brother's first!
Ming Yiqian was seen wearing a black suit, holding a black Jinglong sword in both hands, fighting with his opponent with a relaxed look on his face.
He had an upright posture and moved at a swift speed. The Jinglong Sword weighing twenty stones (one thousand pounds) was like nothing in his hand.
Every move lands in an unexpected place!
His movements were swift and effortless, leaving his opponent unable to withstand them.
The opponent was a man from Xiqi, and his name was Niu Zhuangzhuang, as his name suggested.
He has a broad back and is as strong as a mountain. His bulging muscles are about to burst his clothes.
At this moment, he was beaten back repeatedly, his breath was panting, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his face!
Ming Yiqian took the Jinglong Sword and looked him up and down, then chuckled and said, "Niu Zhuangzhuang, you look quite strong."
"Tsk tsk...that's all."
"I call you, do you dare to answer?"
Niu Zhuangzhuang opened his eyes angrily, wiped the sweat off his face, and with a cry of "Ah!", he tore his upper body clothes into pieces.
Shirtless, showing off his strong muscles!
He pointed at Ming Yiqian and cursed, "Boy, how dare you humiliate me, Niu Zhuangzhuang!"
"court death!!"
With a bang, he threw away the knife in his hand and took a step forward, kicking towards Ming Yiqian.
Ming Yiqian gave a wicked laugh. It was because the name Niu Zhuangzhuang was too distracting.
Seeing that Niu Zhuangzhuang was angry, he put away his knife and dodged to the side!
He stepped on the pillar, flew up, and rode on Niu Zhuangzhuang, with his long legs tightly wrapped around his neck.
Clench your fists and hit him!
“Cough cough cough…”
Niu Zhuangzhuang held Ming Yiqian's legs with both hands, his face flushed red.
A punch to the body hurts, but it won't kill you. But not being able to breathe can kill you.
Niu Zhuangzhuang's whole body is red, like a cooked shrimp!
"Give up...I give up!"
"Please let me go!" Niu Zhuangzhuang said while spreading his thighs and breathing in the thin air.
Ming Yiqian loosened his legs and turned back to the pillar.
With one kick, Niu Zhuangzhuang, who was breathing heavily, was kicked off the stage!
"Second brother is awesome!"
"Second brother...that's awesome!"
Mingxin sat in Anli's arms, twisting and turning excitedly.
An Li smiled and could hardly hold her!
Xue Qi and the others beside him couldn't help but applaud with a smile.
Emperor Yongwu stood up from the dragon throne and said "OK" happily!
Mingxin then turned her attention to Brother Heng.
Brother Heng was a little far away from her and couldn't see what was being written.
However, looking at Brother Heng’s confident expression, I knew there would be no problem!
There was no break in this morning's match.
He did not come down from the stage until the candidates for the literary examination handed in their papers.
This is just the third morning match, and there are still four and a half days to go.
noon.
An Li took his daughter to the restaurant for lunch. After resting for a while, he continued watching.
Watched it for four days in a row!
When seeing Ming Yiqian forcing his opponent to surrender and Wen Heng making a couplet on the spot that no one could match.
An Li knew that they were in a safe place!
The world's top scholar in both civil and military fields will fall into the hands of the Great Yong Kingdom!
The last game is done!
The organizers of the two events came up from the stage and said with a smile, "The four-nation competition has been a complete success!"
“…”
In the middle, he said a lot of nonsense that no one wanted to hear.
When everyone was about to fall asleep, the person in charge coughed again and said that they were back to the point.
"Next, I, the fat old man, will announce the world's top scholar in civil and military affairs."
The people watching below became interested.
"Ming Yiqian! Ming Yiqian!"
"Wen Heng! The stunningly beautiful Wen Heng!"
The crowd shouted excitedly. How could they not be excited since all the top scholars in the world were from the Great Yong Kingdom?
Although many common people are illiterate, when they meet people from other countries, they will mention the world's top scholar, saying that he is from their own country.
It’s also something to be very proud of!
The fat old man took out the paper from his arms and said with a smile: "Next, the world's top scholar will be announced."
"The world's top scholar is Wen Heng!"
"The world's top martial arts scholar is Ming Yiqian!"
Although they already knew the truth, everyone was still very excited.
They shouted excitedly!
Next, the fat old man took out the gold-made documents and gold medal for the world's top scholar in civil and military affairs.
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