The mad son-in-law of the city, God of War

Chapter 143 Not even a single one can fight!
Then everyone walked towards the school field.

On the way, Hong Qingyan, who had been silent all this time, asked in a rare way: "Brother Ye, do you think that big protector, can he beat that bald monk, the big lama of the Brahma Kingdom?"

Ye Feng couldn't help but smiled and asked back: "What do you think?"

Hong Qingyan was stunned, and said: "I don't know, I can't see anything, the big protector just now is quite arrogant and powerful, his kung fu should not be weak, and he is also the number one master in the southern region."

After hearing this, Ye Feng just shook his head secretly.

Hong Qingyan asked: "Brother Ye thinks he can't beat that bald lama? If he loses, then the southern border will probably lose face this time, and by the way, Xuanyuan Kingdom will also lose face."

Ye Feng smiled and said: "Don't worry, everything is under my control."

"Well, after hearing what Big Brother Ye said, I don't worry about anything." Hong Qingyan nodded obediently.

After getting along for this period of time, for some reason, Hong Qingyan had developed a strong confidence in Ye Feng, even if Ye Feng said that he wanted to pluck the stars from the sky, she probably wouldn't doubt it.

When Ye Feng and the others arrived at the school field again, the huge field paved by Xisha was already surrounded by dense crowds of people.

There are more than [-] elite soldiers in the southern base camp, except for those who cannot leave their posts, the rest have already arrived here.

At this moment, many people are whispering in private: "Tell me, can we win this time as the Great Dharma Protector? Can we beat the Zen Master Zhuanlun?"

"It's hard to say, this Zen Master Zhunlun is a famous master of the Brahma Kingdom School. It is said that he even competed with our old Nanwang back then, but at that time, the Great Protector was just a retainer under the old Nanwang's command. .”

"Let's see for now, if we can't win this battle, then our southern border will be ashamed!"

All the soldiers in the southern border were undoubtedly very nervous. After all, Zen Master Zhunlun came in a menacing way, and he obviously came prepared.

"Silent!" Commander Lan Da gave an order, and the entire school grounds fell silent immediately, and needles could be heard. These two thousand soldiers are indeed elite, and orders are strictly prohibited.

Although the Southern King was sitting on the high platform, his face was full of worry at the moment. Seeing Ye Feng approaching, he suddenly smiled and said, "Northern King, after today's battle, no matter the outcome, I will I have resigned from the Southern King position."

Ye Feng was sitting in a wheelchair, turned to look at him and said, "Does Nanwang no longer have confidence in himself?"

Nanwang smiled bitterly and said: "Actually, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Great Protector will definitely lose in this battle. If he loses, I will lose all face in the southern border. As the king of Nanjing, how can I be alone? The face is in command of the southern border."

After a pause, Duguming continued: "Furthermore, even if the Great Protector wins, I, the Southern King, will also lose my position. By that time, his prestige will increase greatly. The domain owner reported to the imperial capital and abolished me, the Southern King."

Ye Feng just smiled slightly and shook his head.

Du Guming asked: "Why, doesn't the King of the North think so?"

Ye Feng did not directly answer his question, but said: "In my life, I have experienced hundreds of wars, large and small, and most of them were superior, but I also encountered disadvantages, and they were extremely powerful. Short disadvantage!"

Dugu Ming looked at him quietly, waiting for him to continue.

Ye Feng continued: "Whenever I face such a disadvantageous situation on the battlefield, I never give myself room to think and plan. Does King Nan know why?"

"Why?" Dugu Ming asked.

"That's because I have no choice at all, because behind me, there are countless soldiers who need me to block in front, so no matter how disadvantageous the situation is, I will not consider retreating, because as long as I If I retreat, the soldiers behind me will surely die!"

When Ye Feng said this, he looked at the more than [-] soldiers on the school field below, and then said: "I know, I must win, and I must never give up, because behind me, there are not only my soldiers, but also me. The Twelve Banners in the Northern Territory, and even the entire Xuanyuan Kingdom!"

After saying this, Ye Feng turned his head away from looking at Duguming.

But Dugu Ming fell into deep thought. He was thinking, thinking about Ye Feng's words, and at the same time secretly comparing what he had experienced in these years. After a long while, he nodded heavily and said: "I understand. Now, I finally understand why in the past few years, I have not been able to make the whole army in the southern border obey."

"Northern King, I'm not as good as you!" Having said that, Lonely Ming slowly stood up and bowed to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng didn't move, it's true that he received his worship.

Let’s talk about the school field ahead, the big Zen master Zhuanlun held his head high, swayed his big red robe, and walked step by step to the central arena.

Although the Great Protector was unwilling to do so, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over.

"Great Protector of the Southern Territory, please!"

"Zen Master Zhuanlun, please!"

Here the Great Protector cupped his hands in the etiquette of the Xuanyuan Kingdom, while the Zen Master Zhunlun put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly. This is the unique etiquette of the Brahma Kingdom.

All of a sudden, there was a roar from the school field in the dark night, and the big guardian was full of momentum, and the yellow sand was rolled up directly under his feet, and the flying sand and rocks were majestic.

Then the Great Protector rushed out like a cannonball, punched out, and the air even exploded with the sound of Weng Ming exploding.

Half-step Martial King, after all, not bad!
It's just that the Zen master Zhunlun still didn't move, he just stood upright on the spot, quietly watching the other party rushing towards him, even showing a touch of disdain on his smiling face.

Seeing that the front of the big protector's fist was about to hit the front door, the Zen master Zhunlun finally moved, and he grabbed his right hand like lightning, and grabbed the big protector's fist in one go.

It stopped abruptly in an instant, and all the agitating momentum stopped at this moment.

The archmage was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but what shocked him was that he couldn't retreat at all, and his fist was pinched tightly by the opponent. There was a pressure like a mountain, which made him almost unable to breathe.

This is King Wu's aura. As the saying goes, all people under King Wu are ants. In front of the real King Wu who is able to understand Wu, half-step Wu Wang can only be regarded as a slightly stronger ant at best.

The big protector blushed, but still couldn't break free.

This is the Zen master Zhunlun suddenly exerted his strength, grabbing his fist and shaking it vigorously, and the guardian was thrown out like a child in an instant.

The great Zen master shouted loudly, stepped on the ground hard, and directly stepped on a big hole, and then his men shot out like sharp arrows.

Before the big guardian even touched the ground, the Zen master Zhunlun had already arrived in front of him, and then punched him out.

Ow...

The great protector let out a scream, and his whole body was thrown away like a kite with broken strings. He vomited three mouthfuls of old blood on the spot, staggered unsteadily, and half-kneeled on the ground.

The great Chan Master walked up to the Great Protector step by step, looked down at him, and snorted heavily, "This is the number one master in the Southern Territory? In my Zen Master's opinion, it's nothing more than that, weak, really weak Oh, it seems that you really don't have a single one in the southern border that can fight!"

There was no sound in the dark night, the words of the great Zen master were like a torrent of bells, lingering in the air for a long time, it was extremely ear-piercing.

There was a deathly silence on the school field, more than [-] soldiers clenched their fists one by one, their whole bodies trembling with anger.

But on this occasion, no one dared to stand up and refute the words of the great Zen master!
(End of this chapter)