Emperor of the Immortal Dynasty

"Bo Chen is going to the martial arts arena to compete with others. Since you are here, follow along."

Glancing at Li Xiaoguan, and then at the two teenagers looking around behind him, Xiao Hou said thoughtfully.

Hearing this, Li Xiaoguan and the "Shuangjie" of Yuanjing Village were startled at the same time, and then their faces were full of excitement, but it was the scene of fighting with the boys from the neighboring village in the past, and they couldn't help but eager to try.After a while, Li Xiaoguan lost his mind slightly. The former An Wazi was famous for his good temper, and never fought with others, let alone fought. He hadn't seen him for a few days, and he was going to compete with others. With such a big show... It seems that An Wazi has really changed.

Taking a deep breath, Li Xiaoguan couldn't help but look forward to it. He saw An Bochen looked at the sky, and then said to the red-haired girl beside him.

"It's almost noon, if you don't go there, I'm afraid it will be too late."

Nodding, Sima Jin pulled up the reins, turned to face Li Xiaoguan and the other three with a smile.

"The three of you have to keep up."

As soon as the words fell, An Bochen and Sima Jin flew away like arrows leaving the string.Xiao Hou sneered, and sat back in the carriage, followed by his own coachman.

"Why are you two still in a daze, why don't you hurry up and follow. If Bochen suffers later, you and the little official will stand shoulder to shoulder and beat him up!"

The surrounding cheers were like waves, and Li Xiaoguan, who was in the midst of excitement, obviously didn't realize that An Wazi was not going to fight an ordinary fight. He led the two mules behind him, and Li Xiaoguan galloped wildly until he approached the martial arts arena. Something is wrong.

The crowd here is much more than that in the west of the city, it is simply overcrowded, if not for the Jinwu Guards to clear the way, I am afraid that their group would have been blocked in the road, unable to move an inch.

"Who are you?"

As soon as he arrived at the gate, Li Xiaoguan was stopped by the soldiers at the gate.

"us......"

Li Xiaoguan was stunned, and pointed to Amber who was riding his horse back not far away, but he didn't know what to say.

"The three of them are with me."

After returning to the horse and coming to the gate of the shaft, An Bochen said to the soldiers.

"This......"

The soldier obviously knew that An Bochen was the protagonist of this competition, so he said hesitantly.

"The left minister has ordered that in this competition, only three people from each side can watch the battle from the side of the ring."

An Bochen was about to say something when he heard the sound of horseshoes coming from behind.

"Brother An is finally here, your airs are bigger than all the officials."

Turning around and looking, the person who came was also a half acquaintance, it was the general of the Habayashi Army who came to Moyunlou to deliver the order that day.

"I've seen the general."

An Bochen didn't dare to be rude, he cupped his fists and said.

"Your lords in the court are worried that there will be remnants of traitors in this competition, so if all the officials can enter the arena, the common people can only stay in front of the gate and wait and see."

Seeing that An Bochen was neither humble nor overbearing, and was well mannered, the general nodded secretly and explained.

An Bochen knew in his heart that Mr. Liu must still have lingering fears about Huo Guogong's affairs, so he apologized and said to Li Xiaoguan.

"Little officer, you stay here for now, and I'll look for you after the competition is over."

Li Xiaoguan didn't speak yet, but the general of the Habayashi Army said with a smile.

"From Brother An's tone, it seems that winning this competition is easy?"

Hearing this, An Bochen was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little alert in his heart.

Yeah, why am I so calm?Even before the competition started, they were already thinking about what to do after the end.This is not possible, even though Li Lin lost to me once, it was because he did not try his best and underestimated the enemy that he lost to me.He is a son of an aristocratic family, and he has been practicing with a pair of bronze maces for many years, and I have just learned the art of guns. Although I have improved very fast in the past few days, I am far behind him...... I should be nervous.

An Bochen was puzzled and couldn't figure it out, but he didn't know that it was because his state of mind was far higher than his current cultivation level, in other words, his eyes were high and his hands were low.Mood is a double-edged sword, if you use it in the wrong place, it will backfire. Fortunately, the Habayashi general officer reminded him, which made An Bochen vigilant. sentenced.

An Bochen looked at the general gratefully, and saw that he was tall and long-armed. Although his face was hidden under the helmet, his eyes were piercing, with a flash of light from time to time, obviously his cultivation was not low.

"Thank you, General, for reminding me, I don't know the name of General Gao?"

"This is Commander Hu of the Habayashi Zuo Garrison."

The soldiers on the side looked at General Habayashi respectfully and introduced.

As if he didn't expect that An Bochen could hear the overtones in a blink of an eye, a trace of surprise flashed in Hu Tongling's eyes, and then he patted An Bochen on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"It's about to start, you go."

After finishing speaking, Hu Dutong gripped the horse's belly tightly and ran out of the gate.

Could it be that Hong Fu's efforts to create momentum for him have even made it into the Habayashi Army?

Looking at Hu Dutong's retreating figure, An Bochen was slightly puzzled.

I have only met him once, and as a powerful general in the Habayashi Army, he seems to care too much about himself. Although he didn't say much, the two slaps on his shoulders were clearly to cheer him up.

The Yulin Army is Junshang's personal soldiers, and he can also be regarded as Junshang's front-line warrior. Could it be that it is Junshang's intention... Impossible, no matter what, Liu Jun will not abandon Li Lin and choose himself .

Perhaps he was also from a poor family.

Thinking of the end, An Bochen could only think so, and he couldn't help feeling a little fond of Hu Dutong.

"Sir, I'm going."

Turning the horse around, An Bochen waved his hand and patted the horse's buttocks, and walked towards the center of the teaching field.

"Little official, who is An Wazi going to compete with?"

The "Shuangjie" of Yuanjing Village has long been dumbfounded. For them who entered Liujing for the first time, the military men at the gate of the city are already many times bigger than the village masters, let alone the previous ones. the general.Being able to talk and laugh happily with such an unattainable person makes me even feel lucky...

Looking at An Bochen's back, the two felt excited.

"Now I finally know what Bo Chen is capable of. Well, stop embarrassing the two of you, and just watch here."

Li Xiaoguan got off his horse, pretending to be calm and said, who knows, the shock in his heart was not weaker than the two behind him.After staying in Liujing for several years, how could he fail to recognize the yellow robe and beaded crown on the attic of the teaching ground?

Vaguely, he had already guessed that the object of the competition with An Wazi would definitely not be an ordinary person, and because of this, Li Xiaoguan couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he was excited.

Riding his horse to the martial arts arena a hundred paces wide and long, An Bochen glanced at Sima Jin who was not far away, and then got off his horse.

"Bold! Your Majesty is here in person, and you still don't kneel down!"

There was a voice of yelling from the pavilion at the side, but it was the officials of the Ryukyu Kingdom who came with them.

Mr. Liu sat on the tallest pavilion in the east, and the rest of the officials were scattered in the surrounding pavilions. The dozen or so pavilions in the Martial Arts Field were all full of people, all of whom were important civil and military ministers of the Liu Kingdom.Countless eyes shot at him, and it wasn't until this moment that An Bochen felt a little nervous.

Hesitating, An Bochen was about to kneel down when he heard a clear but incomparably majestic voice from the east pavilion.

"Forget it, the competition is coming soon, and these red tapes will be avoided. Why hasn't Li Lin come yet?"

An Bochen knew that the one who spoke must be Mr. Liu, but he didn't expect that he was much more amiable than he imagined. Although he didn't need to kneel down, An Bochen still respectfully bowed to the end.

Looking up, he saw the king on the high pavilion looking anxiously at the gate, and when his eyes passed by him, he didn't stop for a moment, and An Bochen didn't think it was strange when he saw this.I am just a little-known little servant boy with a humble background, and I am nothing compared to the young master of the Li family. Mr. Liu personally passed on the decree and announced that he would come to the competition. It is a great honor to avoid kneeling.

With a calm face, An Bochen didn't think too much, but the hand holding the gun tightened a bit.

Just as he was about to look away, An Bochen felt a pair of eyes staring at him unblinkingly beside Mr. Liu.Frowning, An Bochen looked carefully, and saw a boy of seven or eight years old sitting beside Mr. Liu, wearing a fitted boa robe and a golden crown on his head.Seemingly realizing that An Bochen was looking at him, the boy immediately lowered his head, but couldn't help it in a blink of an eye, and looked at An Bochen furtively.

"Could it be that he is the rumored eldest prince?"

An Bochen said to himself, and suddenly heard the hurried sound of horseshoes in the distance, followed by bursts of cheers.

Looking around, An Bochen saw a steed galloping from outside the gate, and immediately sat a young general in black robes, with a crown on his head and tiger boots on his feet, and a pair of bronze maces hanging in front of his saddle, it was Liu The eldest son of the Jingli family, Li Lin.There was a group of tall horses parked at the entrance of the gate, all of them were well-known sons from Liu Jing's family, dressed in bright clothes, cheering for Li Lin.

When there were more than a dozen horses away from the martial arts arena, Li Lin jumped up suddenly, somersaulted in mid-air, fell steadily, knelt on one knee, folded his two maces, and bowed towards the east pavilion.

"Sir, Li Lin, see Your Majesty."

"The last time you entered the palace with your father, you were only ten years old. In a blink of an eye, you are already this old. There is no need to be too polite, and you will be flat."

Regarding Li Lin, Mr. Liu's attitude was completely different, and it was not difficult to hear the meaning of praise in his voice.

"Thank you sir."

Li Lin replied neither humble nor overbearing, and when he stood up, he danced a mace flower. Cheers and applause came from a distance, and even the girls who were originally cheering for An Bochen turned their backs and stared at the heroic Li Lin intently. , waving handkerchiefs constantly.

Feeling the man-eating gaze behind him, a trace of helplessness appeared on the corner of An Bochen's mouth. According to the steps agreed in the building, he should have lifted his cloak as early as when he rode his horse, but under the eyes of everyone, He really couldn't bear this face.

"Little Anzi...do you dare to be disobedient?"

The voice as thin as a gnat casts across the mountains like a tsunami