This uncle is a little cold

Chapter 330 Palace Banquet - Martial Arts Tournament ([-])
Following the general's words, everyone looked at Feng Xutian holding their breaths, the two youngest generals on the mainland will fight, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Feng Xutian's expression was indifferent, and there was no emotion in his voice, "I have resigned, and there is no more King Yu in this world."

He was a person who was holding his breath, but after listening to these words, he was sure that King Yu must have broken with the emperor of Xifeng Dynasty, otherwise he would not have left the relationship so clean.

Feng Xuting was not surprised by the gazes from around him, but the people around him knew clearly that he was angry, it seems that the problem is getting bigger.And the black-robed man following Feng Xuting revealed a pair of sinister eyes in the shadows, looking straight towards Yun Xi.

Seeing Feng Xutian's refutation of the title, the general on the stage didn't feel embarrassed, and continued: "I was negligent, and I forgot that Mr. Feng has resigned." After speaking, he asked again: "I don't know if Mr. Feng is right?" Would you like to fight me a few tricks?"

When the conversation fell, Qi You over there suddenly said: "General Leng is the number one general in our great Qi. Since we want to fight against each other, it is natural to have someone who is evenly matched." After speaking, he looked regretful and said deliberately: "When a general confronted a commoner, he thought Da Qi was bullying him. Prince Yun, you are right about what I said."

The smell of gunpowder was so strong that everyone could hear it. For a while, everyone was in the mood of watching a play.

Yun Xi didn't take this provocation seriously at all, but said indifferently: "If that's the case, then let me fight."

Back then, I got used to pretending to be sick, and even after leaving Xifeng Kingdom, my face still had a sickly pale face. After hearing this, everyone felt that the little prince was overconfident. He was the number one general of Daqi, and she heard that Poisoning in his early years was judged by the imperial physician that he would not live to be 20 years old.

Feng Xutian glanced at the people on the stage, but didn't look up again. In the past two years, Yun Xi's martial arts has also improved by leaps and bounds. As for General Leng, he is still no match for this girl.

General Leng was just like his surname, with a cold face, feeling that it would be disrespectful to fight this sick man, but when the emperor asked, he had no choice but to obey.

Under the premise that everyone disliked her, she had already arrived on the stage lightly, and every step she took was very graceful and light, just like a fairy in the fairy palace.

Some people were surprised at this pace, while others sniffed, it was just a trick.

General Leng held the sword in his hand, and only wanted to solve this sick man quickly, "Prince Yun, please forgive me if I hurt you by mistake."

Once entering the battle, Yun Xi stopped being eccentric, but said coldly, "You can't hurt me." After finishing speaking, before the opponent could make a move, she had already arrived in front of the opponent, and the speed was like a gust of wind. Didn't even see her movements clearly, at this moment, General Leng quickly confronted her with the sword in his hand. For a moment, the sword energy on the stage was fierce, and some things that were close to him were all shattered by the shock, and even a few attendants were shocked. Being forced to vomit blood, everyone thought that the little prince was about to be injured, but who expected her to resist with her bare hands, and then everyone heard a crisp sound of sharp sword breaking, and the sword energy disappeared, and the all-powerful General Leng unexpectedly Kneeling on one knee, his face pale...

Everyone in the audience was in an uproar, no one could imagine that a person who was not favored could subdue him in just one move, and it seemed that he had suffered a lot of internal injuries from his posture.And the emperor sitting on the high seat was even more angry, his face was pale, and his chest was blocked so much that he almost bleed from anger.

(End of this chapter)