Miss Fortune: Is the regent ready for today?

Two completely different kinds of Qi suddenly collided together, like the snow that was flying all over the Northern Liao Dynasty sweeping away thousands of bright spring flowers in the Southern Xia. The white light spots spread on the broken sword of the Prisoner's Dao, cutting towards the blade of the bamboo... The light pink petals were so excited that they brushed against the back of Wan Ruotan's hand in the wind, leaving a bloody trace!
  The people watching in the field couldn't help but started talking again. Hongyinghou's internal energy was famous for being strong and strong, but the Qi in the green robe was soothing and flowing. Seeing that Wan Ruotan had poured most of his true energy into the broken prison sword, he was already unable to move quickly enough. However, the green-robed young master seemed not to be affected at all, and the aqua halo rising around him did not diminish at all. .

"How deep does this inner strength have to be to be able to be so leisurely against Lord Hongying?"

"Hongyinghou is on the list of heroes in the world! What kind of simple character can be named on that red list? I firmly believe that Hongyinghou will be able to turn defeat into victory!"

"Come on! You see that Hongyinghou's moves are fast and accurate. Each move is filled with no less than [-]% to [-]% of his internal energy. Each move is a killing move. But if he doesn't win within ten moves, he will go back. It's going downhill, I'm afraid that before the moves are finished, the energy will be exhausted first."

"Don't the swordsmen of Beiliao all want a happy victory? This is the third move... let's just watch."

"..."

The sudden hurricane in the field scattered everyone's words. Wan Ruotan took half a step back. The broken prison knife was held tightly in his hand, soaked with deep purple zhenqi. Except for the two cuts on his hand, there was nothing else on his body. There was nothing wrong there, but it just felt like it was so strenuous to stand, and it was actually too much for me to hold a long sword against a thin sword.

He had experienced a similar feeling three years ago. But at this moment, this feeling is stronger than three years ago. It is obvious that Qingpao's skill has increased a lot in the past three years, but he has not improved his internal strength because he was troubled by many sloppy things in the Northern Liao royal family.

Lose or win? Although the people in the audience were still guessing, Wan Ruotan already had a clue in his heart. He knew best how much of his true energy he had left to control. He lowered his eyes slightly, if he continued like this, eight moves, at most eight more moves, he would die from exhaustion!
  Yin Luo, who was on the high platform, lowered her eyebrows when she saw this. Based on her observation, she concluded that Lord Hongying's internal energy was no longer as smooth as it was at the beginning, but it was undeniable that Wan Ruotan was really strong.

Chi Linjing was always protected by aqua blue Qi, and ordinary people could not get close to him. However, Wan Ruotan only used one knife to split the Qi barrier, forcing Chi Linjing to hold his sword to fight against him. Having been together for so long, Yin Luo has seen Chi Linjing fight against several older masters such as Lin Shanxia, ​​No. [-] in Daliang, Fuzhuseng from Northern Liao, and Xie Yuxin from Jiangxi Loquat City. Every time he dealt with It could be called casual, but now, the beautiful eyebrow on the side of his mask was slightly frowned, obviously very wary.

When there was still the second move, Wan Ruotan's broken sword caused wind and snow, which eroded the delicate oleander petals. Chi Linjing's true energy was blocked, and he could not advance or retreat. The two were in a stalemate for a long time, but for Wan Ruotan, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time to change the moves.

This third move is more telling. Chi Linjing held the sword in one hand and faced the wind in Wan Ruotan's palm with the other. Although Wan Ruotan's arm was stabbed with force, a strand of black hair was also cut off, which fell on the prison knife. The broken sword was broken into tiny pieces again. This sword can cut iron like clay!
  "There are really many masters around the Third Master. I wonder where this green-robed young master comes from?" Ming Zhidu sat in the golden chariot. Even though he did not come out to watch the fight through the dark gauze curtain, he could rely on his true The situation downstairs was judged by the fluctuation of energy.

Wan Ruotan was much more powerful than he thought. Ming Zhidu played with the jade ring on his thumb and thought: If he were asked to take Wan Ruotan's three moves, he might not be as easy as Qingpao. When he drew out his sword, his true energy was like a gust of wind, which was so fierce that it was impossible to parry it.

But Qingpao caught it, smoothly, without any fluctuation in his internal strength, just as calm and calm as he looked on the outside.

Ming Zhidu was sure at this moment that he was not Qingpao's opponent, and similarly, Qingpao would never be a Daliang man. After all, those who can learn the best martial arts in Daliang usually come from noble families, while children from commoner families will have a hard time learning even the most basic martial arts if they don't have the opportunity.

The world is so unfair. Rare and good things must be reserved for those in high positions and their descendants. Hearing too many voices questioning the rules, Ming Zhidu was very numb. He had been a prince since he was born, and his food and clothing were luxurious. He couldn't understand the suffering of the people, and he didn't want to. But it is because of this badly criticized worldly rule that Ming Zhidu has some impressions of people with strong martial arts skills in Daliang. After all, his plan for rebellion does not depend on how powerful a single staff member is, but must have some family influence. Support isn't it?

He had heard of all the aristocratic children in Daliang, and although he had seen quite a few, none of them could compare with Qingpao. The swordsmanship and martial arts practiced by Qing Pao are the best. Ming Zhidu stopped turning his jade finger and smiled slightly.

Daliang, it seems that there are no such excellent swordsmanship secrets for people to practice martial arts.

And being able to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship, having extremely deep and flowing Qi, being calm and indifferent in purple-blue clothes, and always having the look of being untroubled and standing on top of the mountains...

There is indeed one person in the world who fits his status.

Prince Regent Chi Linjing sits behind the Leng Yu table in the Nanxia Council Hall.

At a young age, he went to the [-]st Pavilion alone to fight against the world's best genius swordsman Shang Yueyin, the young general who defeated the intrusion of the Northern Liao border garrison, and Chi Linjing who single-handedly stabilized the chaos in Southern Xia until now.

Oh it's you.

I still remember that when he was in Lingzhou, he wanted to invite Yin Luo to the Jixian Restaurant for tea, but Qingpao and the descendant of Shangtianjian stopped him. Such a noble person actually said that it was Yin Luo Zuo, the protector of such people. Laugh off your tongue. Ming Zhidu tilted his eyes and looked at the three-foot red silk that was shattered by Chi Linjing in the hall. When he saw Kang Youkui attacking Yin Luo, he stopped him without thinking, and he was indeed protecting Yin Luo.

What is the relationship between the two of them? As the only daughter of Prime Minister Yin, Yin Luo wanted to investigate an old case from thirteen years ago, and Chi Linjing, the regent of Southern Xia, came to Daliang. If he didn't want to stir up chaos, he would just go to Qilinmu. Why did two people who seemed to have no connection with each other get together and walk away for such a long time? Or is it that the reputation of the Yin family and the loyal Ming family in Beijing is simply false?

Thoughts were flowing in his dark pupils. Ming Zhidu thought of the news that he had received the news that Crown Prince Zhengren had come to Daliang two days ago, and seemed to have some realization.

Recalling what Chi Linjing did today. Although Ming Zhidu was in the East China Sea, spies were all over Daliang. The reason why he had not received the news of Chi Linjing coming to Daliang before was probably because this extremely thoughtful regent was deliberately concealing his whereabouts.

But now he is openly showing off his martial arts skills in front of Ming Zhidu, and why? Could it be possible that the regent of Southern Xia was not interested in drinking, and his action was not forced, but...premeditated?
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