The Evil King's Crazy Wife: The World of Ghost Concubine

Chapter 282 You are Yin, I am more Yin than you!

The candles above the main hall were brightly lit like daytime, the two were fighting against each other, there was no way to win, there was a way, Yan Beiqin asked him to make the first move, how could Zhou Ziyan not know, now that he is an envoy, he was already the first to provoke the incident Now, if he makes a move first, I am afraid that no matter how good-tempered the emperor is, he will be furious, but if he does not make a move, the person on the opposite side seems to have no intention of making a move, so he fell into a stalemate at this time .

In the end, it was Zhou Ziyan who couldn't hold back his impatience. He pointed his toes and used all his strength to attack Yan Beiqin. His punches were like wind and lightning. In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Yan Beiqin.

Looking at Nanmeng, how many people can fight against the tiger king Zhou Ziyan? He is a recognized master in Nanmeng, and he grew up in the army. The emperor just explained that the crown prince is not the commander in the army. Big, the implication is naturally weaker, but Zhou Ziyan's first move is so fierce, it can't help but make people feel depressed.

In the group of envoys, several people have already looked at each other for a few times, and they are all helpless towards this prince who always does things his way. The tiger king of all Meng's soldiers, how can he be educated and reasonable, he did not directly provoke the emperor in front of him, which is already considered polite.

Although Zhou Ziyan's move was dangerous, Yan Beiqin was not a useless person. When the fist wind was approaching, half of his body slammed to the side, Zhou Ziyan's fist brushed past his nose, and did not hurt him a bit.

This move was shocking and safe, and all the officials of Dayan breathed a sigh of relief, but their prince did not fight back yet, after dodging a punch, he turned around and took a few steps back.

Zhou Ziyan snorted and raised his leg to sweep. Yan Beiqin turned over abruptly, landing his fingers on the ground. Using his strength, he turned over in mid-air and came behind him.

The ministers were all very excited. With such a good opportunity, their crown prince should have done something, but they were all wrong. Yan Beiqin still didn't do anything, but stood there stupidly waiting for Zhou Ziyan to react, and turned to Zhou Ziyan again. He attacks.

Not to mention that the ministers couldn't understand, even the emperor and queen were confused. What is this kid doing? Isn't it more excessive than Zhou Ziyan's provocation to despise the opponent like this!
Yun Changqing and Yun Shaoran sat together, and Yun Changqing frowned and asked, "Shaoran, what is the way for the prince?"

"My son doesn't know, but judging from these two moves, His Royal Highness is not someone who doesn't understand martial arts. Father can rest assured."

"Well, the most important thing is not to get hurt, otherwise Lanyue should be worried."

Hearing this, Yun Shaoran smiled: "Father, my son sees that you are overthinking. Take a closer look at Seventh Sister's face. Then you are not worried. You are obviously very excited. You are waiting to see the play."

Yun Changqing looked up, and seeing this girl really wanted to cheer and cheer, she shook her head and smiled helplessly.

The three moves have been passed, but Yan Beiqin did not make a move, which has completely angered Zhou Ziyan, he said coldly: "What is the meaning of this, His Royal Highness? Could it be that you look down on Nanmeng?"

Yan Beiqin chuckled softly: "My lord misunderstood, the visitor from Nanmeng is a guest, and this palace is also the master, so how can I fight with the guest? Naturally, I have to use three tricks to show respect, so that I can ask for advice freely. some."

Zhou Ziyan narrowed his eyes: "Now that the three tricks have passed, I hope His Royal Highness is not joking with this king."

"My lord, please."

"Please!"

Zhou Ziyan hadn't spoken his words yet, Yan Beiqin had already moved, his figure was extremely fast, before Zhou Ziyan could react, he punched him face to face, his punch was so fast and fierce, Zhou Ziyan almost couldn't avoid it In the past, although he managed to avoid it, he accidentally fell to the ground, looking extremely embarrassed.

Yan Beiqin gave him three moves, but now he was knocked to the ground with one move, all the ministers were very excited, wishing to cheer on the spot, but the emperor didn't speak, so of course they didn't dare to say it.

It's not that the emperor didn't speak, it's just that he hasn't reacted yet. He has always known that Yan Beiqin likes martial arts, and he once invited several teachers from all corners of the world to teach him at his request. He has a face.

Zhou Ziyan was defeated in one move, so he was naturally not reconciled, he stood up straight, his feet hadn't stabilized yet, the man had already rushed over and grabbed Yan Beiqin's shoulder.

Seeing this, everyone's hearts also rose. Yan Beiqin frowned, and at the same time stretched out his hands to grab his shoulders. Li, especially Zhou Ziyan, with exposed blue veins, was a bit like gnashing his teeth.

Just when the two were at a stalemate, they actually lifted their feet at the same time and kicked hard, forcing the other to let go. Zhou Ziyan and Yan Beiqin retreated at the same time, and they took three steps in a row to stabilize their heels. Move, regardless of the outcome.

It was a good deal, but the two of them seemed to be in a good mood, and no one said to stop. You come and go, and the strength is equal. No one hurts anyone. Everyone can see that Zhou Ziyan The strength is comparable to that of Yan Bei Qin, so no matter how many more rounds they fight, the result will be the same.

Yun Lanyue shook his head and sighed, originally thought that this match would end in a draw, but suddenly, Yan Beiqin's foot seemed to be tripped by something, and at the same time Zhou Ziyan's palm struck, he not only did not hide, but also took the initiative Jumped towards him.

Zhou Ziyan's palm directly hit Yan Beiqin's neck, how fierce it was, if he was really injured, it is possible that he would faint on the spot, then Yan Beiqin would lose face!
At the critical moment, Yan Beiqin had already reacted and collided with his fists. Both of them were numb in their arms, and they gritted their teeth tightly and endured it.

Yan Beiqin moved his feet, but frowned. Yun Lanyue saw his subtle movements and knew that his ankle was injured, but he obviously didn't trip over anything just now, so why did he suddenly rush forward?
Not allowing her to think too much, Yan Beiqin took the lead and punched repeatedly, causing Zhou Ziyan to retreat step by step, barely able to block the punches, and had no chance to attack.

At this moment, Yan Beiqin staggered again, as if he had tripped over something, Yun Lanyue narrowed his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, a red light flashed in his eyes, and when he looked again, he immediately understood the reason.

Yun Lanyue raised her eyes to look at Ning Lao who was opposite, the corners of her mouth tilted slightly, and she glanced at him with a half-smile. Ning Lao seemed to have found her gaze, but when he looked over, he found that Yun Lanyue was not at all. Instead of looking at him, he focused on the fight on the field.

Ning Lao continued to exert his power. He wanted to make Yan Bei Qin Zai a big somersault this time, but the flagon in front of him suddenly fell towards him, and all of them fell on his hand that was exerting strength. Pain, it was dislocated!
As soon as his wine bottle was poured, Zhou Ziyan and Yan Beiqin both stopped, but Ning Lao was still in doubt. For no reason, he would be dislocated by a bottle of wine. This is impossible, absolutely impossible!

(End of this chapter)