Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1063
Hu Yanxie's tall and straight body, and Ying Baoyue were separated by many figures, looking at each other from a distance.

Noticing that the northern giant was actually looking at them, Ji Jiashu and the others were terrified.

But Hu Yanxie didn't make provocative words like he did to Meng Shi, he just bowed to Chunyuye and saluted, and then strode towards the wrestling ring.

"This person... why does he seem to be a little different from before?" Standing under the tree, Zhao Guang frowned, and he couldn't tell exactly what was different.

"You should be very clear," Li Ji stared at the young man with green eyes standing beside Chunyuye quietly with his dark eyes, "Xi Rong is not all brute force and brainless people."

Among the barbarians outside the Great Wall, the Xirong people can rise up suddenly, not only relying on force and cavalry, but also resourcefulness, and studying the wars of Xirong in recent decades, it can be found that since the past 15 years, the military law of Xirong cavalry has reached a big level , Many of the battles even played many classic battles in which less is more.

If it hadn't been for Da Si Ming and Emperor Taizu who personally went out to hurt the vitality of Xi Rong, Zhaoyang Princess had been stationed at the border for many years, further curbing the development of Xi Rong's troops, and laying a solid foundation for the stability of the Great Wall. With the country's scattered military strength, it's hard to say how strong Xirong will be.

But even though the main force was in a state of shrinking, when Li Ji lived in the Northern Wei Dynasty, he discovered that the training of troops in Xirong had entered the field of fewer but better soldiers since ten years ago.

A group of practitioners specializing in assassination, Anbu came into being.

The Anbu is composed of practitioners, and it only kills practitioners who are above the sixth level. Sometimes, for many practitioners who are expected to become God Dance Realm, they will take action in advance to kill them in the bud.

In the Northern Wei Dynasty, I don't know how many young heroes died at the hands of Anbu. Later, the king of the Northern Wei Dynasty had no choice but to support Beihan Pavilion to fight against it.

Li Ji looked at Xu Canghai and his daughter who were sitting on the examiner's high platform from a distance, his eyes darkened slightly.

Xu Canghai is different from the national teachers and other sons of gods in other countries, his status in the Northern Wei Dynasty is detached, and he even faintly overshadows the king of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Among the six kingdoms, the king and the national teacher have always been in a state of checks and balances. The Son of God is under restraint and cannot attack the members of the royal family, but the national teacher is powerful and will inevitably threaten the royal power.

Therefore, except for the Northern Wei Dynasty, other princes and kings have always focused on suppressing the power of the national division.

For example, as powerful as Ji Mo, if he hadn't been in seclusion for more than half a year all year round, King Nanchu would not be able to sleep peacefully every night.

The royal family of the Northern Wei Dynasty has always been known for being brave and good at fighting, and valued blood and family background. Xu Canghai, a commoner who intervened in the family, was able to develop such a powerful force in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Many of the cultivators assassinated by the Anbu of Xirong in the early days were important officials of the Northern Wei Dynasty and relatives of the king.

The king of the Northern Wei Dynasty was forced to rely on Xu Canghai, otherwise he would not know when his son would be killed.

To fight openly, to kill secretly.

Xirong Anbu is such an existence.

"I'm leaving." At this moment, Ying Baoyue waved to everyone, interrupting Li Ji's thoughts.

Li Ji looked up at the girl, his eyes fell on her left hand, his brows were slightly frowned.

……

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Except for Li Ji, everyone in the room also looked at the two people standing in the red circle.

The much-anticipated final battle.

Wrestling has always been regarded as an unrefined event in the Central Plains, but after witnessing the flesh and blood collision between practitioners today, many people discovered the courage of this sport.

Looking at the little girl standing in front of the Xirong strong man, many people had complicated expressions.

"It's really only her left..."

"By the way, this woman...how did she get to this round?"

"After all, he is the leader of the primary ceremony. From this point of view, is it really worthy of the name?"

"Hey, I hope she can win with an ant against a beast..."

There was a lot of discussion around, and Guili Ji Ange and other female relatives who were standing on the sidelines were worried. Ji Ange clasped his hands together and made a fist in front of his chest.

"Are you worried?" Ji Qingyuan glanced at her.

Ji Ange nodded, "That man is too scary."

Ji Qingyuan knew that Ji Ange was talking about Ying Baoyue's opponent, the northern giant Hu Yanxie.

Hu Yanxie's height was too oppressive, the two stood facing each other in the red circle, Hu Yanxie's size seemed to be four times the size of Ying Baoyue.

Looking at the disparity between the two, Qian Bofang, who signaled his subordinate to ring the bell, looked hesitant.

"Let's get started, Deputy Examiner Qian," Dongfang Yi looked at him.

Both players entered the red circle, which means that neither of them conceded defeat in advance.

"Okay," Chamberfang took a deep breath and waved his hand violently.

In November of the seventh year of the Warring States Period, the second round of the Soochow Middle Rank Ceremony, the second round of the military battle, the wrestling battle began.

The bell rang with a "dong", and the eyes of the surrounding audience were wide open, but the two people in the red circle on the field remained motionless.

Just when everyone was puzzled, the two people on the stage moved at the same time.

With a bang, the two collided, but to the astonishment of everyone, although their bodies were one big and one small, their movements were exactly the same!

It's like the people on both sides of the bronze mirror, whose movements in opposite directions but similar, just overlap together.

The skills and angles were exactly the same, neither of them took advantage, but at this moment the difference in realm and physique was revealed, Ying Baoyue retreated abruptly, and was pushed to the edge of the red circle by Hu Yanxie in just one click!
Shouts from the people of the six countries sounded all around, and Chen Zichu, Zhao Guang and others who were watching the battle also looked dumbfounded.

"What's going on? Did the Xirong people predict the actions of Her Highness the Princess?"

Yes or no doesn't matter.

Ji Jiashu firmly held onto the hilt of the sword. The important thing was that Hu Yan looked sideways at his bulky body, but seemed to have insight into Ying Baoyue's wrestling skills.

Ying Baoyue's superb skills and agility have played a huge role in making Ying Baoyue come to the present, but if her skills are seen by Hu Yanxie, it means that her only weapon that can make up the difference in size between the two will be gone.

But the question is, why did Hu Yanxie know?
From the beginning of the wrestling battle, this northern giant has always given people the impression of being fierce and brutal, and he has not shown similar skills to Ying Baoyue. Why did he suddenly change his ways?
"Sure enough," Hu Yanxie, who looked at Ying Baoyue who was standing firmly within the edge of the red circle, suddenly smiled, "I didn't expect what the young master said was true."

"What's true?" Ying Baoyue stabilized her figure and watched the Xirong man quietly.

In the previous confrontation with Guichen and others, Hu Yanxie had always been thick and thin, seemingly rampant, but his moves were aimed at the weakness of the human body. Many practitioners in the Central Plains have never seen it before, but Ying Baoyue has already Memorized the tricks he was good at, and combined with Gui Chen's narration, he chose a restrained method.

But all of this was seen through by Hu Yanxie.

Hu Yan grinned sideways, narrowed his eyes, and said to her in Xirong language.

"Your wrestling master is from Xirong, right?"

(End of this chapter)