Chapter 298 Martial arts (3)

The four words    are powerful and powerful, and the sound echoes in the entire training ground for a long time.

  The martial arts students were all stunned, their eyes fixed on the woman in the middle of the high platform, and doubts flashed in their eyes.

  She is the current Empress?

   This is the question in the hearts of all the martial arts students at this time, and it is also the doubt in Mo Kuang's heart.

   But looking around at the guards kneeling on one knee with respectful faces, they couldn't allow their disbelief and doubts.

  Facts have proved that the woman sitting in the middle of the high platform is indeed Her Majesty the Empress!

  Mo Kuang tried his best to calm down the monstrous waves in his heart, and began to calm down.

   Although he is calm on the surface, his heart is still not calm.

   Didn't expect that Ms. Mu, who talks and laughs happily with them, and treats others gently, is actually the current Empress, the person she respects most now!

  Mo Kuang looked at Junli, but met her gaze. The two were speechless, but Junli nodded slightly at Mo Kuang, giving her an encouraging look.

  This time, as shrewd as Master Yang, why didn't he find out?

  Looking back and forth without any trace, he looked at Mo Kuang, feeling that he was no different from other martial arts students, and then turned his gaze to Junli.

  Jun Li glanced at her indifferently, Master Yang immediately turned his head away, but there was a faint thought in his eyes.

   With a whoosh, all the martial arts students who had reacted on the training ground knelt down towards Junli, and shouted, "See Your Majesty!"

  The voice is high and low, but it resounds through the sky!

  Mo Kuang also knelt down, but he couldn't turn the corner in his head.

  Jun Li raised his hands slightly, "There's no need to be polite, get up."

  Hearing this, Wu Sheng and the guards all stood up. The guards watched their noses and mouths, and kept an eye on the movement around them. But the martial arts students all stared at Junli, at the young emperor.

Shi Fengqing coughed, stood up, and said loudly, "Today is the day when the martial arts really starts and ends, and it is also the competition for the election of the champion of the martial arts. It is a manifestation of your strength that everyone present can stand here. Next, I hope that you can work hard and take the position of champion of martial arts, honor your ancestors!"

There was a burst of applause in the martial arts arena, and Shi Feng said again, "Today's competition is the same as in previous years. I think you have already inquired clearly. But I still want to say it again here. Today's martial arts competition will use a lottery system. Every two people compete, and the winner continues to the next round, and draws lots again with her winner. The loser leaves the field by himself. The end of the contest is over, and no one's life can be hurt. Once found out, he will not be allowed to participate in martial arts again in this life. lift!"

   "Do you understand everything?" Shi Feng's eyes swept over the faces of all the martial arts students, and his voice was majestic.

  The martial arts students couldn't help but startled, "I understand!"

  Hearing this, Shi Feng nodded and said loudly, "Now, the martial arts begins!"

   After the words fell, two guards came over with a box of bamboo sticks and placed them on a table in front of the martial arts students.

"Now, please divide everyone into two pairs, each come to a box of bamboo sticks, and start to draw a bamboo stick. The bamboo stick drawn will indicate which contestant you are, and the other person will draw a bamboo stick. The writing on the bamboo stick is the same as yours, then she will be your next opponent!"

  After Shi Feng finished speaking, the warriors below had lined up in two pairs and began to draw bamboo sticks.

  In the time it took to make a cup of tea, all the martial arts students had already drawn lots and stood around the arena.

  Shi Feng left his seat, took a few steps forward, and raised his voice, "Now, invite the two from the first competition to come on stage!"

   After the words fell, the sound of drums suddenly sounded.

   Bang bang bang...! !

   One sound is shocking. The two people who had won the first competition came to the stage, each chose a weapon from the weapon rack beside them, and began to look at each other.

   After a while, the drumming stopped suddenly.

  On the tall martial arts arena, dressed in rich clothes, it looks like a wealthy family. The gentle-looking woman holds a long sword and stands still.

   Opposite her was a woman with a dark complexion, a strong figure, and a meteor hammer in her hand.

   "Guan Luo." The woman holding a long sword said.

   "Yu Chiqiu." The woman with the meteor hammer said.

   Neither of them moved, and there was a tense atmosphere around them.

  The sudden stop of the drum sounded again suddenly, and with just one sound, the two people on the stage moved at the same time.

  The silver-white long sword glowed with a cold light. Wherever it passed, there were streaks of silver light flashing, reflecting on people's faces, making people subconsciously turn their heads to avoid it.

  The Meteor Hammer also roared and galloped towards Guan Luo.

   Both of them dodged the opponent's attack, and then the long sword and meteor hammer were dispatched again.

   "Your Majesty thinks, which of these two will win?"

   With the sudden voice, Junli knew who it was without even thinking about it. After all, Shi Feng is hosting the scene in front of her now, and there are only two people beside her, so Hei Yan would never speak like this. So there is no one else except Master Yang.

  Jun Li turned his head to look at Hei Yan, and said, "Hei Yan thinks, who will win?"

  Hearing this, Hei Yan raised his head with his head slightly lowered, glanced at the two people who were fighting, and said in a cold voice, "Both will suffer."

  As if to verify her words, as soon as Hei Yan's voice fell, the weapons of the two people on the competition field fell from their hands at the same time and fell to the ground, making two crisp and dull sounds. Both of them flew upside down, vomited blood one after another, and passed out on the ground.

   Seeing this, Shi Feng waved his hand, and immediately several guards stepped forward and carried the two of them down for treatment.

   "Just now, it was a draw. The next one!" Shi Feng said loudly. For a draw, it means that both of them lose, so neither of them has a chance to enter the next round of competition.

   Another two people stepped forward, this time both of them were dressed in strong clothes and ordinary clothes. One of them has a face like a jujube, like Guan Gong in the Three Kingdoms. The other person has dark skin and a stout figure. There is a tiger embroidered on his arm, and his eyes are like eagles, extremely sharp.

  The woman with the heavy face chose a spear, while the dark-skinned woman chose a spear.

   "Zhou Ping." The woman with a heavy face said.

   "Huang Yuan." The dark-skinned woman said.

   After the two of them exchanged their names, they fought together before the drum beat.

   One person wields a long spear to play with great power, while the other is unstoppable with a long spear.

  The two have fought together for hundreds of rounds, with neither winning nor losing. Just when everyone thought it was still a draw, a sudden change occurred in the field.

  Huang Yuan made a feint, which made Zhou Ping blink. The victory and defeat are divided in an instant!

   "This time, Huang Yuan wins!" Shi Feng said, and then said, "Next time!"

   After the words fell, a figure jumped out of the crowd in an instant and came to the high platform. Before the other person came to the stage, he said loudly, "Zhang Lifei!"

  (end of this chapter)