Qin Shi: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Chapter 113 I want to fight five

Sitting in the center at the end of the steps in the main hall, Zhao Ji had a panoramic view of the arena and everyone in the square, her eyes full of anticipation.

"This kid has grown a lot taller." Zhao Ji's eyes turned to Yang Ming who was standing on the ring in light armor, and there was something different in his eyes.

"Go, call him up to Ai's family." Zhao Ji turned her head to the side and instructed the maid beside her.

"Yes."

In the eyes of both, the maid walked down the steps and came to Yang Ming.

No matter how Yang Ming feels about Zhao Ji in his heart, in such a large audience at this time, Yang Ming naturally cannot and dare not be rude in the slightest. Under the leadership of the maid, he climbed up the steps step by step and came to Zhao Ji. in front of.

"I pay homage to the Empress Dowager." Yang Ming saluted.

Zhao Ji looked at Yang Ming who was kneeling in front of her, but she didn't let Yang Ming get up immediately. Instead, she followed Yang Ming's head across the line of his back and landed on the ground behind Yang Ming.

"Although this little guy is kneeling in front of Ai's family now, looking honest, but in his heart, he may not be so obedient." Zhao Ji, who still remembered the hatred she was deceived last time, thought in her heart, For a while, there was no intention of letting Yang Ming get up.

Aijia just wants you to kneel.

"Are you confident in this martial arts competition?" Zhao Ji squeezed her throat and said as much as possible to appear as majestic as possible.

"Reporting to the Queen Mother, I still have some confidence." Yang Ming straightened up and said.

"Bold, who told you to get up." Seeing Yang Ming's face, Zhao Ji said violently.

"The empress dowager's redemption, she's disrespectful at a lowly position." Under the eyes of everyone, Yang Ming could only bow down and say, but in his heart he had scolded Zhao Ji eight times.

This kid is definitely scolding Aijia in his heart now.Zhao Ji seemed to be getting smarter, and said: "You must win this martial arts competition. If the person Aijia likes is defeated by others, Aijia will lose face. You know that Aijia will lose face." How serious will the consequences be?"

"I don't know about the humble job." Yang Ming replied.

"If you can't be the school captain of Ganquan Palace, then you can serve as a servant next to Ai's family. If you don't live up to it, you don't need to fight for it." Zhao Ji threatened maliciously.

Chamberlain?Hearing this word, Yang Ming only felt that his crotch was cold. Although not all the servants in this era would get that knife, the servant who accompanied Zhao Ji could not be an exception. Lu Buwei arranged everything for him.

Hearing Zhao Ji's words, the ladies and ladies around her looked at Yang Ming curiously. This young man, who was noticed by many families not long ago, seemed a little unusual. 'Kindly' treatment.

"I don't dare to disappoint the Queen Mother." Yang Ming, who already wanted to strangle Zhao Ji to death, could only try his best to show his obedience.

"Go down, the ring is about to begin." Zhao Ji waved her hand.

When Yang Ming walked down the steps, he saw a young man in the armor of the Longxi Frontier Army standing on the ring.

"Longxi Li Jue." The young man cupped his hands.

"Huashan Yang Ming." Yang Ming replied politely.

"Please." Li Jue had already made a gesture while speaking.

"Please."

While speaking, Li Jue had already launched an attack, a pair of fists coordinated with his pace and attacked Yang Ming like a storm.

"Brother Er Clan's Wind and Thunder Fist has already been completed." Among the challengers under the arena, a young man looked at the two figures fighting fiercely on the arena, scratched his shallow beard, and his gaze was sharp. murmured.

"However, the Wind and Thunder Fist of the Second Clan Brother is just like a violent storm, but his opponent is a real violent storm. Second Clan Brother, don't lose too badly, it will embarrass our Li family. .”

Under the attention of a pair of eyes, Yang Ming faced the storm-like attack, but he defended it with the flowing style of cloud-dispelling palm. All dissipated in the invisible.

"What is this kid doing? Could it be that he really wants to be the servant of Ai's family?" Zhao Ji, who still had a good understanding of Yang Ming's martial arts, turned her head and asked the female guard beside her.

"Back to the Queen Mother, maybe Yang Ming just doesn't want to make the opponent lose too badly." The female guard said.

"Really? This scheming is not shallow." Zhao Ji murmured. She had already regarded Yang Ming as a little fox, so naturally she would not think that Yang Ming did it out of kindness.

"This is the tenth trick, let's stop here, it won't make you lose too badly."

Once again, Yang Ming transformed the opponent's fist power into the invisible with gentle strength. He changed his palm and hit the opponent directly on the road with tearing the sky and clearing the clouds. He directly hit the opponent's attacking fist. The arm was directly crushed and curled back, hitting his chest, and even the whole person was thrown out, falling under the ring.

Li Jue looked at Yang Ming who was looking down at him from above the ring, his face turned blue and pale, with frustration and shame of defeat, but also gratitude for Yang Ming's mercy.

"The first match, Yang Mingsheng." The servant brought by Zhao Ji from Xianyang Palace shouted loudly.

"The second round begins." Zhao Ji on the high platform said, want to rest?There are no doors.

Following Zhao Ji's order, the second person stepped into the ring, this time, it was an opponent with a gun.

"Meng Yulin in Shangjun." The visitor said.

"Huashan Yang Ming."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Yulin stabbed Yang Ming straight with his gun. He knew that he was no match for Yang Ming in terms of martial arts.

It's a pity that he was wrong, and he was wrong badly. If he wanted to be as upright as Li Jue, Yang Ming would take ten tricks against him in consideration of his face, but he chose to strike first and make the best move. How could Ming care about his face?

As soon as his spear came out, Yang Ming walked around the front of the spear with the pace of the Phantom of Clouds, and appeared directly in front of him. A cloud-dispelling palm had already been imprinted on his chest, knocking him flying Under the arena, when people landed, they were already unknown.

Li Jue, who had just had a battle with Yang Ming, looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment, and subconsciously touched his forehead. With such a person, I fought against him just now without distinction. It was in the No. 11 move that I lost. lost?
Is my martial arts too good, or Meng Yulin's martial arts is too bad?But on the way to Xianyang, I walked with Meng Yulin, and I didn't think his martial arts were very bad. What's going on?

Under Li Jue's puzzled gaze, the third match had already begun.

"Nanjun Yunze, good at swords, the name of the sword is Zhanlang."

"Huashan Yang Ming is good at fighting." Yang Ming said with a calm smile.

In his line of sight, the great sword had already come slashing across. Yang Ming pressed his backhand on the spine of the sword. While the blade was reversing, Yang Ming dodged back, and he was already shrouded in the sword net. .

"Is it still ten tricks this time?" Zhao Ji asked on the high platform.

"It should be, Yunze's sword seems to hit Yang Ming almost every time, but every sword misses by an inch, obviously everything is under Yang Ming's control." The female guard said.

"It seems that he is very stable? Then there is no need to rest. I want to see how long he can last." Zhao Ji snorted coldly, but her eyes were still on the ring. Although she couldn't understand martial arts, But that didn't stop her from finding fighting interesting.

Sure enough, as the female guard said, this time, Yunze was still defeated by the No.11 move.

Yun Ze, who was shot down from the stage, leaned on the battle sword with one hand, but found that his body was not abnormal, and then realized that Yang Ming was showing mercy.

"Thank you." Yun Ze cupped his fists in thanks.

In the following time, Yang Ming fought a total of 22 games, except that five of them were won by one move, and the rest of the seventeen games were lost by No.11 move.

"How many games are left, it's a bit boring." I wanted to see Yang Ming make a fool of myself, but I never thought that my buttocks were numb, and Yang Ming still didn't show signs of weakness. I don't know how many men can be humiliated by such staying power.

"Reporting to the Queen Mother, there are still five games scheduled for today." The female guard replied.

"There are still five more rounds, so wait and let him play a few more rounds." Zhao Ji straightened her back and raised her spirits.

In the arena, Yang Ming, who had only had a break after ten rounds, was adjusting his internal strength. Although the continuous fighting just now did not consume too much energy for Yang Ming, it was guaranteed that everyone could support ten times in their own hands. It was very exhausting for Yang Ming to lose the No.11 move, and he would naturally feel tired.

Zhao Ji seemed to see Yang Ming's situation, but she wanted to embarrass Yang Ming, but she spoke again, "You want to rest, but Aijia refuses to let you."

Just when Zhao Ji announced that she was going to start, Yang Ming, who was already impatient with Zhao Ji's making things difficult, didn't want to let Zhao Ji go her way, and said directly: "Wait a minute."

"Why, are you going to admit defeat?" Zhao Ji sent someone to pass the message on her behalf.

"This time, I will fight five." Yang Minglang said.

"Really?" Zhao Ji leaned forward slightly so that she could see Yang Ming on the ring more clearly.

"Sure." Zhao Ji said.

The few remaining people in the arena looked at each other, and their expressions became a little ugly for a while.

Although Yang Ming's martial arts are high, but he underestimated them so much, how can such a naked insult make people not angry.

For a moment, the awkwardness of fighting against the enemy was replaced by anger, and they jumped onto the ring one after another.

However, this time, before Yang Ming could make a move, one of the five had already attacked the other four. Yang Ming recognized his boxing technique, and so did the four who were attacked: Fengleiquan, the one used by Li Jue in the first fight. Boxing.

It's just that compared to Li Jue's boxing, this person's boxing is more domineering, there is a hidden sound of thunder and lightning between the punches, and there are even more lightning flashes.

This is a real master.

This person fought against four of them by himself, and he was powerless to suppress the four of them. His martial arts were so strong, among the youths Yang Ming saw, he was undoubtedly the number one.

In less than one stick of incense, one person was knocked off the stage, followed by the second person, the third person, and finally the fourth person.

"Li Xin from the Li family in Huaili." The only person left on the stage cupped his fists at Yang Ming.

Li Xin?Looking at the eagle-eyed and sword-browed young man who just won the victory with one against four in the ring, Yang Ming was a bit of an exception. This was another familiar name besides Meng Tian.

"They are my opponents." Yang Ming said.

"Your Excellency is going to fight five people, and I am five people now." Li Xin said eagerly.

At that moment, Yang Ming saw a familiar shadow from this young man who called himself Li Xin.

Thinking of this, Yang Ming couldn't help laughing, the smile was very warm, but under the warm, there was a serious meaning.

(End of this chapter)