On April 18th, the sky was high and the clouds were clear.
It is appropriate to offer sacrifices, teach cattle and horses, cut off ants, and do nothing else.
Avoid moving, entering a house, or breaking ground.
The final competition of the Donghe martial arts competition officially started outside the Wuji Hall of the palace.
The competition ground was temporarily set up, and the emperor, princess, and ministers were sitting on the stage outside the Wuji Hall.
The two white jade dragon pillars on the left and right look majestic and powerful.
Candidates waiting for the exam are waiting on the right side.
Two people among the crowd are particularly conspicuous.
One was dressed in white, with a slender figure, high crown hair, and a cool temperament.
No one around him could get within one step of him, he was just like a replica of someone when he was young.
There is that kind of person who is infinitely brilliant and has a subtle influence on the people around him.
So much so that she still has all white clothes in her closet.
The other person, dressed in tight black clothes, has a beautiful face, red lips and white teeth, and a bright smile.
Just by her appearance, she looks like a woman.
Even when he came on stage, he was still flirting with the surrounding official ladies who came to watch, causing waves of cheers.
Qingluan quietly whispered in Ning Yan's ear: "You can't see that our Douzi is still a handsome young man, so who was the ball before?"
Ning Yan was still drinking tea and almost burst out after hearing these words.
After barely maintaining his image, he glared at Qingluan: "How dare you say this in front of your princess and me?
His kung fu is amazing now.
Be careful he beats you."
Qingluan raised his eyes and looked at the young man in white who looked like a beautiful orchid tree on the field.
He was about to say, "How could he hear it?"
when he saw the young man glanced over with a cold look from across the school field.
If her eyes could turn into knives, then she would have been stabbed through the heart by ten thousand knives at this moment.
He quickly lowered his head and said in annoyance: "Douzi couldn't really hear it?"
Ning Yan didn't look at her, but looked at the other young man in black.
"Who is that person?"
Qingluan squinted his eyes for a while and said: "That is Chu Feng, he is also a handsome young man."
She said happily: "Everyone is guessing that the number one scholar in Wu must be one of the two of them, and he also opened the Qingfeng Tower It’s a gambling game.
If you win by buying beans, you’ll pay three for one, and if you win by buying Chu Feng, you’ll pay two for one.”
"Then who do you buy to win?"
"Of course it's Douzi," she said firmly, but her serious expression gradually gave way: "Okay, okay, I'll buy Chu Feng to win.
Everyone says that Chu Feng has a good chance of winning, and Douzi has only been practicing martial arts for a long time.
It’s definitely not as good as Chu Feng’s.”
Before she finished speaking, Ning Yan hit her on the head with a violent shock: "To increase others' ambition, you will destroy your own prestige."
She turned around to look, and her eyes accidentally glanced at Yun Xiu, who was sitting third to the emperor's left.
He is still wearing a purple robe and looks extremely elegant.
He is holding a small table in his left hand and a bottle of wine in his right hand.
There is a faint smile on his lips.
Ning Yan lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then whispered to Qingluan, and Qingluan took the order and got off the stage.
At this time, the drums sounded like thunder, and the twenty-eight drums distributed on both sides of the school grounds played in unison.
Meng Jue wore armor and walked step by step towards the center of the school ground, and everyone waited with bated breath.
Meng Jue was also a martial artist who was not good at words.
After briefly explaining the rules of the competition, the competition officially began.
The sound of drums and cheers sounded like a tide, swirling and floating in the huge school ground.
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Everyone was looking forward to the first person to stand on the stage.
This time, the final selection of the top martial arts champion will be directly based on the ring battle.
One person defends the challenge, while the others attack.
If the attacker loses, he or she will be replaced.
If the defender loses, the attacker becomes the next champion.
This is repeated until the final winner is determined.
At first, Ning Yan considered the physical exhaustion of the challenger due to repeated battles.
However, Meng Jue insisted that the number of people was less than half a hundred, and even if they were to fight from the first person to the last person on the battlefield, it would be nothing.
If he was kicked off the ring because of this, it would be because of his vulgar martial arts skills.
General Shen Yujun said so, so of course Ning Yan couldn't say anything else.
But anyone with a discerning eye knows that the further you delay, the better.
The immediate problem is that, quite embarrassingly, no one is the first to play at this time.
"Sister Huang, what should we do now?"
A cautious voice came from behind.
Ning Yan turned her head, the young man's face turned red, and his features became more delicate and handsome.
"What does the emperor think should be done?"
"It's up to the royal sister to decide."
"What if I must let the emperor make a decision now?"
Zheng Yu frowned and thought for a while: "Why don't we kill the last person on the stage?"
He said seriously.
The word "kill" came out of his mouth lightly, but it caused huge waves in Ning Yan's heart.
Holding his forehead, he smiled helplessly: "Killing is indeed a good idea.
But whether it is too cruel is just a test.
Why make it so bloody?"
Zheng Yu seemed to feel the dissatisfaction in her words, and smiled more cautiously and said: "Sister Huang, I was just joking to scare them."
Ning Yan waved her hands and saw Yun Xiu below looking up at her with a deeper smile.
Obviously, what he said just now fell into his ears.
On the sidelines, Qingluan whispered something in Meng Jue's ear, and then Meng Jue walked quickly to the court.
With luck in his chest, he said loudly: "According to the decree of the eldest princess, if no one comes on stage within a stick of incense, it will be a duel with the general.
Whoever the general asks to fight must fight.
If the general wins, then the loser will leave the palace directly; If I can make this general surrender and then have a duel, the winner will be the best in martial arts."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.
In the commotion, two young eunuchs had already arrived on the scene carrying an incense case.
On the desk is a piece of incense that has been lit.
Who is Meng Jue, the general of Shen Yu's army?
He has numerous military exploits and is considered the number one in Donghe.
He is also the right-hand man of the eldest princess Ning Yan.
No one in the world can underestimate his martial arts, let alone this bunch of young guys.
There were also some senior people who, although not afraid, looked irritated.
Ning Yan took a leisurely sip of tea.
By now, everyone knew exactly how much they weighed.
Raising one's head or shrinking one's head is actually a knife, but unfortunately most people lack the courage to face it.
At this time, two voices rang together: "I'm coming."
Two figures jumped up in the field, one black and one white, one with a wide robe and wide sleeves, the other with tight and narrow sleeves.
With every gesture, there is no limit to romance.
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The cheers were deafening, and the young girls seemed to have forgotten the word "reserved" behind them.
They waved their silk handkerchiefs tirelessly, and there were even some minor disputes.
On and off stage, it’s the beginning of a good show.
Ning Yan looked at the audience with a faint smile, feeling that the spring was bright and the heart of spring was rippling into the sea.
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