Chapter 150: King Ming got a bargain

Yun Hongxiao followed his finger and looked at the sword: "Haha, my son is really ambitious, wait until you win the game."

"No, I want your father's promise." Yun Ranqing continued to act coquettishly.

Anyone who saw him would think he was just a child.

If such a child really won, wouldn't it be a big joke?

"Okay, okay, as long as you win this game, and we win the bet in the end, I will give you the sword." Yun Hongxiao agreed readily.

But he was not sure in his heart. It is really difficult for the Flame Kingdom to win. Two people have already lost, no, the third one has actually been considered a loser, but he was forcibly pulled by the emperor and would not let go.

"Then I will go down and compete."

Yun Ranqing said, and with a light tap of his toes, he was standing in the center of the arena in the blink of an eye.

"Wow, what a beautiful Qinggong." Wu Yueqin exclaimed in amazement.

Yun Ranqing picked up a short sword and stood in front of Fu Ziqi.

"Yun Ranqing, the flame, please teach me."

"Loulan Fu Ziqi."

After announcing his name, Yun Ranqing took the initiative to attack, rising high, then falling backwards, holding the short sword and stabbing it straight into Fu Ziqi's head.

"Wow!" A burst of exclamations rang out in the crowd.

I didn't expect Ming Wang to be so powerful.

Fu Ziqi immediately raised his axe and blocked it, and then pushed it back. As a small person, his strength was naturally small, so he was easily pushed away.

Yun Ranqing stood firmly on the ground again.

Next, Yun Ranqing used his small size and excellent lightness skills to fly up and down, making it impossible for Fu Ziqi to attack him. Yun Ranqing

, like a monkey, used his agile body and superb lightness skills to leave blood marks on Fu Ziqi from time to time.

Although it was not fatal, it made people feel constant pain.

Fu Ziqi had already fought a big battle with King Lu, and he was no longer as flexible as at the beginning. It was a bit difficult for him to dodge. Yun Ranqing's moves made him unable to defend.

Half a minute passed, and Fu Ziqi didn't even touch the corner of Yun Ranqing's clothes.

He won applause from everyone in the audience.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

Yun Ranqing once again raised himself up, dodged the opponent's axe, and stood directly on Fu Ziqi's shoulders. Then he quickly transformed and the short sword was across Fu Ziqi's neck. With just a little more force, his neck would be broken.

Loulan loses!

"Oh, oh, oh...!" Wu Yueqin took the lead in screaming, and then the young people followed suit.

The sound of "oh oh" came one after another throughout the field.

Yun Ranqing turned the situation around and allowed the competition to continue.

Feng Tianxing was also very happy.

"Dad, I didn't expect Ming Wang to practice martial arts so well."

"Yeah, he has a high level of comprehension."

"Do you want to let my second brother play in the next game?" Feng Tianxing really wanted his brother to be able to fight against opponents that his parents didn't even know.

"Do you want your second brother to play?" Feng Zuwen was also considering this question.

"Well, if the second brother wins, the last father will go up in person, and then ask the emperor for the snow lotus with seeds."

Feng Zuwen knew what the concubine meant as soon as he heard it. With seeds, there will be countless snow lotuses.

"Okay." Feng Zuwen nodded in agreement.

Song Shuqing, who was listening to the conversation between the father and daughter, was speechless for a while. The concubine actually coveted the emperor's things.

"Sister, I will go, but I'm afraid that my hands will be too heavy. What if I accidentally beat someone to death?" If Feng Yuanhan said this to Lou Haotian, he would definitely say that he was ignorant and too arrogant.

"Don't, second brother, keep a low profile, keep a low profile, as long as you win." Feng Tianxing stopped him immediately.

The cheers slowly stopped.

Yun Hongxiao couldn't hide his smile.

I really didn't expect it. I have to give Feng Zuwen some rewards later, he taught this apprentice so well.

Although Lou Haotian's face was a little gloomy, he accepted it calmly, there were still two people.

Fu Ziqi had already gone through a big battle, although he lost to a child, it was a bit embarrassing, but he also lost gloriously.

Everyone knows that Yun Ranqing got a big bargain.

Lou Lan sent another person, although this person was also tall, but he looked a bit gentle. He was about thirty years old.

"I wonder who will fight our General Luo?" Lou Haotian asked when he saw the ministers of Yanyan calm down.

"Your Majesty, your subject Feng Yuanhan is willing to go on stage to learn from you." Without waiting for Yun Hongxiao to speak, Feng Yuanhan took the initiative to stand up.

The 14-year-old boy stood straight, with a determined look on his childish face.

Yun Hongxiao glanced at him, then looked at Feng Zuwen.

Feng Zuwen nodded gently.

"Okay, boy, you are brave. If you win, I will reward you greatly."

Feng Yuanhan liked to hear this.

"Then, the emperor must keep his word." Feng Yuanhan suddenly said with a smile, and his image just now changed. He was just a teenager.

"You little fool, the emperor's words are as good as gold. Don't you know that the emperor never jokes?" Wu Yueqin came out to clear the emperor's name.

The whole audience laughed.

The atmosphere was not as oppressive as before.

Yun Hongxiao raised his hand and motioned him to go on stage.

But everyone was not optimistic about Feng Yuanhan.

Everyone had seen the martial arts of the three people that Lou Lan had shown earlier. They were really strong.

This person has never fought before, so there is no such thing as fatigue.

This means Feng Yuanhan must rely on his strength.

Song Shuqing was also a little worried.

She looked at her husband.

"Madam, don't worry, Yuanhan is no longer the same as before."

"But he has only been detoxified for more than a year. Even if he practices martial arts day and night, how much progress can he make?" Song Shuqing didn't know martial arts, but she knew that martial arts training requires training in the hottest days of summer and the coldest days of winter to achieve good martial arts skills. How can it be mastered in one year?

Feng Yuanhan also practiced martial arts before he was poisoned, but she ignored it.

"Don't worry, madam, there will be no danger. Believe in your son." Feng Zuwen tried his best to comfort his wife.

Feng Tianxing also pulled Song Shuqing to comfort her.

Feng Yuanhan picked up a long sword as soon as he came on stage.

He also performed a sword flower to test the feel.

The relaxed look made everyone speechless. Don't lose too badly, although everyone hopes that he will win.

"Feng Yuanhan from the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion." He also reported his family.

"Loulan Luo Qiming." He also held a long sword.

"Watch this." As soon as the opponent announced his name, Feng Yuanhan made a move.

It was a very simple straight stab.

The opponent easily blocked it with a sword.

Feng Yuanhan was more than a head shorter than the opponent.

Being short has its advantages, and he focused on attacking his lower body.

The sword is in front, and the legs are behind. Feng Yuanhan stabbed the opponent's vitals with the sword, and kicked the opponent's calves.

But the opponent was also very strong, and no matter what Feng Yuanhan did, he could deal with it. It was just that Luo Qiming was teasing Feng Yuanhan. After twenty moves, he hadn't taken the initiative to attack. It was Feng Yuanhan who kept showing off.

Feng Zuwen knew at a glance that the opponent underestimated the enemy, but underestimating the enemy is good.

After playing for a while, Feng Yuanhan suddenly changed his fighting style.

His light skill was not inferior to Yun Ranqing, and he also used Yun Ranqing's method.

He used light skill to move up and down.

Luo Qiming was like the central axis, and Feng Yuanhan used his skills around him.

After two quarters of an hour, Luo Qiming was almost done and started to attack.

His sword skills were open and closed, and every move and every style could feel like shaking the mountains and rivers.

Feng Yuanhan was forced to retreat several times.

But what everyone didn't expect was that Feng Yuanhan suddenly stopped dodging and actually took it head-on.