Heaven rewards those who work hard: There is no bottleneck in my martial arts

Everyone saw Zhao Hongming taking action as soon as he said so, and they all fell to the ground with fear in their hearts.

"It's just the national destiny of a small country. My refining is just a matter of effort. Only you frogs in the well will think it is such a big deal." Zhao Hongming stepped down from the throne of South Korea step by step: "The country is small but the Those who are not humble, those who are weak but not afraid of the strong, those who are rude and insult their neighbors, those who are greedy and clumsy in friendship, will perish!"

"You can be slaves to the subjugation of the country!"

When the last sentence was said, all the princes and nobles of Korea turned pale and did not dare to say a word.

Zhao Hongming snorted coldly and strode away without any intention of teasing anymore.

After walking out of the hall, Zhao Hongming ordered Cen Xiu to take over South Korea's military and basic government affairs to maintain the basic stability of Yangzhai City.

Following Cen Xiu's orderly arrangements, Wei's troops began to station themselves in Yangdi City.

The imperial palace in South Korea was also closely guarded by Wei soldiers and became Zhao Hongming's temporary palace.

Walking out of Hongtai, South Korea, Zhao Hongming, led by the palace eunuch, arrived in front of a towering building.

This is the royal arsenal of Korea.

Among the six countries, the royal family of each country has collected and classified various martial arts.

Most of these martial arts were collected by the first kings, compiled by later generations, and developed through innovation.

The size of South Korea's royal arsenal is much smaller than that of Wei.

However, each of the six countries has its own strengths in martial arts, and it cannot be judged solely on scale.

Zhao Hongming strode into the arsenal, and a breath of history hit his face.

On the tall bookshelf, various yellowing martial arts classics are densely arranged.

There are still many martial arts idiots inside, who are still practicing sincerely even when the Korean royal family has been destroyed, or holding martial arts classics to figure out the essence.

When they saw Zhao Hongming, a stranger, come in, they glanced at him briefly but never paid much attention to him.

It seems that apart from martial arts, he has no interest in anything outside the arsenal.

What an eye-opener.

Zhao Hongming walked through the Cangwu Building and picked up a book and read it. It was an ordinary martial arts book.

There are so many such martial arts techniques in today's world.

It doesn't have much effect on Zhao Hongming.

He put the martial arts book back and looked up.

The Korean Royal Arsenal only has one floor, but it occupies a large area.

There are probably no less than tens of thousands of martial arts books stored here.

If you want to finish reading it, it will undoubtedly be a wishful thinking.

Zhao Hongming put his hands behind his back and said to everyone in the arsenal: "Is there anyone in charge here?"

When he spoke, his true meaning, as steady and thick as a mountain, spread far away from his voice.

At this moment, the sound of chains dragging on the ground came from the ground.

The warriors in the library took a deep breath, slowly closed the books in their hands, looked into the depths of the Korean Royal Arsenal, and their expressions became wary.

In Zhao Hongming's puzzled eyes, a burly figure slowly walked out.

This man was burly, nearly three meters tall, as solid as a mountain, and every muscle was like fine iron in a blacksmith shop. After countless temperings, it exuded a strong luster.

And his face was more ferocious than ordinary people, with the corners of his mouth cleft to the base of his ears, making people shudder.

If his bare upper body hadn't revealed that he was still a human being, Zhao Hongming would have thought he was a monster.

Seeing this person, Zhao Hongming's face became extremely solemn.

"Are you disturbing me from sleeping?"

The burly man glanced at Zhao Hongming.

Zhao Hong said: "Who are you?!"

The burly man said contemptuously: "Human? I am a god!"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Hongming felt as if he had received an electric shock.

Some of the palace servants around him couldn't bear it and fainted, falling to the ground bleeding from their orifices.

What power is this!

Zhao Hongming's face couldn't help but become a little ugly.

As far as he knew, even a martial artist in the Creation realm couldn't hurt someone with just one look.

And the man in front of him could make an ordinary martial artist unbearable with just one look.

This is something Zhao Hongming has never seen before.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation since the war.

Zhao Hongming guessed that this person most likely came from a special ancient family and had practiced some inheritance that he didn't know about.

And judging by his appearance, his strength is probably not weak, but might be comparable to that of a martial artist in the Creation Realm.

Now that my cultivation is only at the seventh level of Wu Dan, I can only say that I am unrivaled in Wu Dan level.

But facing a martial artist in the creation realm, he had no chance of winning.

Zhao Hongming never imagined that there would be such a person here in South Korea.

You know, now in the whole world, only Chu State has good fortune realm warriors.

The Korean royal arsenal, which was about to be destroyed, had a combat power comparable to that of a martial artist in the Creation Realm. It was simply outrageous.

When Zhao Hongming was puzzled, the burly man stared at Zhao Hongming coldly and said ferociously: "I am just a martial artist in the martial arts realm, but I dare to disturb my sleep. I am looking for death!"

After saying that, he pulled the chains behind him, wrapped them around his arms, and ran towards Zhao Hongming.

An invisible force appeared on Zhao Hongming, as if to tear him in half.

At the critical moment, Zhao Hongming gritted his teeth and sacrificed the Sifang Ancient Seal.

The newly integrated South Korea's national destiny has more than doubled Wu Shijing's controllable power, and it has become his strongest combat power.

At the critical moment of life and death, he didn't care too much.

He immediately used all his strength and planned to fight to the death.

The four ancient seals floated out from Zhao Hongming's chest, and the powerful national destiny roared around Zhao Hongming.

Just when Zhao Hongming was about to take action, the burly man suddenly stopped in his tracks as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world: "Fuck...you...you...you...how do you have this mark?" ...You will use the national destiny..."

As he spoke, he stepped back step by step.

If you look carefully, Zhao Hongming can even see him shivering.

Everyone can see that he is very afraid of the national destiny.

Zhao Hongming frowned: "Huh?"

He was even more confused about the reason, and with a sudden thought, the fate of the country continued to gather in his hands, pressing forward.

Seeing this burly man, he immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Senior, please forgive me. I lied to you. I'm just a freeloader, so just treat me like a fart."

"It seems like you are a little dishonest."

Zhao Hongming pressed his fingers, and the national destiny formed a white wall, which was slowly pressed down.

"Senior, stop quickly, people will die!" The burly man knelt on the ground and cried loudly: "I am just an ordinary martial artist. I got the inheritance of the Ruan family by chance. I am just good at casting weapons. I really not lying to you."

"You seem to be very familiar with the national destiny?"

"This thing will kill me if my flesh and blood body touches it. Who is not afraid!" The burly man hurriedly took out a parchment from his body and said: "This is the inheritance of the Ruan family, the spiritual power! It is comparable to the ancient times. I can’t use the magic method of immortality now, why don’t you take a look at it, senior?”

Zhao Hongming used the power of his soul to take a photo, spread it out in his hand, glanced at it roughly, and accepted it after confirming that there was no problem, without taking a closer look. “Senior, can I get out?”

Zhao Hongming asked curiously: "You have such ability. South Korea is about to perish. Why didn't you take action in the end?"

"Hey, that's all false. I'm just a blacksmith, I don't know how to fight."

Zhao Hongming glanced at him up and down and said nothing.

The latter's appearance of tiptoeing away looked completely different from the previous one.

Zhao Hongming knew that this was because this person was deliberately pretending to be cowardly in order to survive.

Judging from the performance of other people in the royal arsenal, this person still has some tricks.

In this case, he was not going to let him go.

Zhao Hongming suddenly moved and appeared behind this burly man, pressing the ancient seal directly on him.

The burly man was extremely keen. He noticed the change behind him and wanted to resist it.

boom!

The fate of the country surged forward, directly paralyzing his hands and feet, causing him to completely faint.

Zhao Hongming said expressionlessly: "Come here, tie him up and take him back to Daliang."

He felt that this person seemed to know a lot about the fate of the country and he could not let him go so easily.

"Yes!"

The Wei Bing guards who were guarding outside the royal arsenal heard this and dragged the burly man down.

Zhao Hongming put away his thoughts and curiously walked to the place where he just came out and found a huge entrance.

This Korean royal arsenal actually built a basement.

Zhao Hongming used the power of his soul to scan around and found that there was a space similar to a casting room with pieces of fine iron inside.

There are layers of runes engraved on it.

It seems that all the records are about forging techniques.

Zhao Hongming no longer had the leisure to check them one by one, and directly ordered Wei soldiers to pack up and move away the royal arsenal.

Some martial arts idiots stepped forward to stop them, but were slapped to death by Zhao Hongming.

After shooting a few to death in a row, they became more honest and no one raised any objections. They were even willing to pack up and go back to Daliang with these martial arts students.

After sweeping through the Korean royal arsenal, Zhao Hongming entered the Korean treasury.

In the treasury, the jewels and jewels reflected his resolute face, and the dazzling treasures were like stars dotted in the dark night, shining brightly.

There are crystal clear jades, gleaming gold, colorful gems, as well as countless fine crossbows, armors and wish stones.

The items were piled up like a mountain, making Zhao Hongming a little dazzled.

Zhao Hongming roughly estimated that the wealth here was enough to support Wei's consumption in this war.

The battle was well fought.

Zhao Hongming couldn't help but burst out laughing, feeling particularly happy.

In the next few days, Zhao Hongming went on a large scale to reward everyone, and almost everyone in the Wei army benefited.

After all this distribution, South Korea's treasury will still have a lot left over.

So Zhao Hongming ordered the Korean craftsmen collected to carefully pack these treasures and bring them back to Daliang.

Zhao Hongming would not let these belongings sit here.

With the passage of time, all the treasures in the Korean treasury and the classics in the Korean royal arsenal have been collected.

After a month of hard work, Zhao Hongming stopped staying and began to return to Daliang with the spoils of war and the Korean princes and nobles.

After capturing Yangzhai, the capital of South Korea, Zhao Hongming took into account the reactions of the other five countries to prevent them from sharing the same hatred, and did not kill all the Korean princes and nobles.

But it is also inappropriate to let these people stay where they are, as it can easily cause chaos.

So the best way is to put them under house arrest elsewhere.

After traveling for more than half a month, Zhao Hongming led his men to the boundary of Daliang.

Near Daliang, in a place called Caixia, there is a temporary palace of their Wei Kingdom, which was built by the first king while he was recuperating in the outer suburbs.

Later, all the emperors of Wei State stayed in the palace and never went out.

The palace became deserted.

However, it is suitable to place the princes and nobles of Korea.

Under Zhao Hongming's kind "invitation", Han Wangan took the initiative to lead the princes to live in this simple palace.

After they all lived in the palace, Zhao Hongming ordered a blockade, prohibiting anyone from entering or exiting the palace, and at the same time sent heavy troops to guard it to ensure that the Korean princes and nobles could not escape, and put them all under house arrest.

In addition, he also sent people to strictly monitor and control members of the Korean royal family, ordered guards to regularly patrol inside and outside the palace, strictly restricted the scope of activities of the Korean royal family members, and prohibited them from contacting the outside world.

Make sure there are no surprises.

The princes and nobles of South Korea seemed to have accepted their fate. They were as docile as sheep. They did not dare to have any opinions in the face of Zhao Hongming's aggressiveness.

After settling them all, Zhao Hongming led the mighty team and finally returned to Daliang with a full load.

At this time, the streets were already crowded with people, and people came from all directions after hearing the news.

The people of Daliang had long known about Zhao Hongming's victory over Yangzhai. This was a ground-breaking event for the Wei State.

Countless people wanted to take the opportunity to catch a glimpse of Zhao Hongming.

Zhao Hongming rode a dragon horse and passed by. Under the gaze of countless eyes, he returned to the palace with bursts of majesty.

All civil and military officials have already lined up to wait.

They were dressed in splendid clothes, holding wat tablets, solemn and solemn.

When Zhao Hongming's team arrived, all the officials shouted in unison: "Long live my emperor!"

The sound echoed through the sky.

Zhao Hongming laughed and entered the palace surrounded by everyone.

He sat on the dragon throne and accepted the worship and congratulations of hundreds of officials. Zhao Hongming held a banquet that night.

At the banquet, there was singing and dancing, and people drank and drank.

Emperor Jianwen Zhao Meixu also attended the banquet, looking honored and extremely happy.

Some ministers raised their glasses and praised: "This time, your Majesty conquered the capital of Han and raised the prestige of our country. He is truly the emperor of the ages!"

Zhao Hongming raised his glass to pay tribute to the officials: "This battle to conquer South Korea is all due to the strong support and heroic fighting of all the ministers' families!"

All the officials responded one after another: "I will do my best to share your Majesty's worries!"

The celebration party lasted all night.

That night, the lights in Daliang City were as bright as day.

Early the next morning, Zhao Hongming had just put on his dragon robe when he heard Gao Yanshi walking in: "Your Majesty, there is an envoy from Chu State asking to see you."

"Messenger from Chu State?"

Zhao Hongming frowned slightly and said, "Let Mr. Zhang come with us."

"Yes, Your Majesty." (End of Chapter)