Chapter 59: The power of crushing (please collect, please read)

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As the battle between Pei Xingyan and Wu Tianxi came to an end.

The second day's competition is over.

Immediately afterwards.

There weren’t many exciting games on the third and fourth days.

On the fifth day, Yang Xuangan competed with a young man named Wang Bodang.

Watching Wang Bodang, who was wielding a spear in the field, riding his horse towards Yang Xuangan.

Wang Ke suddenly felt a rather absurd feeling in his heart——

These two people, one is Li Mi's benefactor, the other is Li Mi's subordinate...

One of them helped Li Mi rise, and the other followed Li Mi to death in battle. At this time, they were fighting each other. It seems that many heroes in the late Sui Dynasty also gradually came to the card table!

Wang Ke was thinking as he set his sights on the ring.

at this time.

Yang Xuangan has already gained the upper hand.

He opened and closed the nail-headed wolf fang in his palm and launched an offensive against Wang Bodang.

Wang Bodang's strength lies in his exquisite archery skills, but he is indeed slightly inferior to weapons. Therefore, after more than 20 rounds of fighting, Wang Bodang could not resist, so he could only feint a shot, get back on his horse and was defeated. .

This time, Yang Xuangan easily won.

After this battle.

The game that day was nothing to watch.

On the sixth day, Zhang Xutuo went to battle and won.

On the seventh day, Wang Junke went to battle and was defeated by Wu Yunzhao.

On the eighth day, Master Shang and Lai Huer fought against their opponents respectively, and both won.

On the ninth day, Xiongkuohai went to battle and won.

On the tenth day, Xin Wenli unexpectedly appeared in the ring, fought with his opponent, and broke his opponent's iron spear with a four-sided iron square, thus winning.



As the first round ends.

The fifty people who advanced were divided into groups again.

The crowd was divided into twenty-five groups.

The two caught each other and fought.

The winner advances again and competes again.

This time.

The opponent Wang Ke drew was good. He was not a famous general in the troubled times of the late Sui Dynasty, but a second-generation son whose strength was built entirely on his family.

This person was able to advance to this place with the help of his family's martial arts, magical weapons and armor, and a little bit of luck, which can be regarded as a sign of merit from his ancestors.

"I wonder who Yuwen Chengdu drew?"

Wang Ke stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Yang Xuangan beside him, and asked casually.

Yang Xuangan said: "We all want to know Yuwen's opponents in Chengdu..."



In the blink of an eye.

Three days have passed.

The competition among the top fifty has officially begun.

This time the herald was replaced by Qiu Cheng, the double-sword Canglong.

Qiu Cheng wore a set of plain silver armor, held two swords, and rode a white horse. He said loudly to the warriors around him: "This battle is about promoting talents for the country. You should finish it... The first battle , Wei Wentong, yes, Yuwen Chengdu!"

"What?"

Hear the names of these two people.

Many warriors below were shocked.

Wei Wentong's younger brother Wei Wensheng was easily defeated by Yuwen Chengdu.

Can Wei Wentong avenge his brother?

"drive!"

at the same time.

Only a loud shout was heard.

The red-faced and long-bearded Wei Wentong, holding the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, rode out on horseback, staring at a majestic figure in the audience with piercing eyes, and shouted: "Yuwen Chengdu, come out and die!"

"snort!"

below.

Yuwen Chengdu looked coldly, curled his lips slightly, tapped his legs on the war horse, and walked up slowly, holding a gilded phoenix-winged boring machine, and stood opposite Wei Wentong.

"Take action."

Looking at Wei Wentong opposite.

Yuwen Chengdu said calmly.

"How dare you, the thief general, do such a favor!"

Wei Wentong was already simmering with anger, but when he saw Yuwen Chengdu being so arrogant, he became furious and shouted loudly.

"Have you said enough? Let's do it..."

Yuwen Chengdu didn't reply, frowned slightly, and shouted coldly.

"Be bold!"

He was humiliated by Yuwen Chengdu one after another.

No matter how good-tempered Wei Wentong is, he can't hold himself back.

He shouted loudly, raised the green dragon sword in his hand, spurred his war horse, and rushed towards Yuwen Chengdu to kill him.

Hoo ho ho!

Impact on one side.

Wei Wentong waved his sword.

This long knife flew away.

Waves of sword curtains were rolled up, and strong winds were blowing!

"This man's swordsmanship is no less than Xiao Mohe's."

Off stage.

Wang Ke thought to himself.

but.

Right now.

Just as the hob curtain rolled towards Yuwen Chengdu.

Yuwen Chengdu slightly raised the gilded phoenix-winged boring machine in his hand, and just waved it forward.

clang!

Accompanied by a muffled sound of gold and iron clashing.

The sword curtain collapsed!

Wei Wentong groaned.

The whole man and his horse suddenly retreated, taking five or six steps in a row before they stabilized their figure.

"So...so awesome!"

Wei Wentong was trembling all over.

A pair of hands were bleeding.

Apparently the tiger's mouth was cracked open.

It is clear.

This time.

He couldn't lose any more.

"Your Majesty, I have a final word."

After defeating Wei Wentong.

Yuwen Chengdu stopped looking at him again.

Instead, he turned around, bowed his hands and saluted Yang Jian.

"Say it."

Yang Jian nodded and said with a smile on his face.

Yuwen Chengdu said: "The final general is bold enough to challenge many warriors in the world. We can all join together, because it is really troublesome to do it one by one!"

"Be bold!"

"Dog thief!"

"Is this such a big deal?"

Upon hearing this.

Many warriors in the audience suddenly burst into laughter.

These people are all brave warriors.

How could they, who had been so vigorous throughout their lives, ever receive such contempt?

Especially the children of Yang Xuangan, Wu Yunzhao and other aristocratic families were gearing up and glaring at Yuwen Chengdu.

"This kid is so loud, he wants to challenge the heroes of the world!"

Yang Jian smiled slightly and looked back at Yu Wenshu, Yu Wenhua and his father and son.

Yu Wenshu and his son stood up quickly, knelt on the ground, and said, "You are ignorant, your majesty, please forgive me."

Yang Jian waved his hand and said: "If he has such words, he must be very capable. It's not a bad idea to let him shine!"

Speaking of which.

He looked at Yuwen Chengdu and continued: "In that case, why don't you go and meet the heroes of the world for a while?"

"yes!"

Yuwen Chengdu smiled slightly, then turned around and scanned the many warriors in the audience.

"Who dares to come up and fight!"

His eyes were as bright as lightning, and he shouted coldly.

"I'm coming too!"

Yuwen Chengdu's words have not yet finished.

Among the crowd, seven fast horses suddenly flew out. The people on the horses were each armed with weapons. Among them were Zuo Tiancheng, Master Shang and Disciple Shang, and Xin Wenli, all of whom were good soldiers in the army.

"kill!"

Xin Wenli rode a camel with blazing eyes and golden eyes. He had the fastest legs. He shook the four-sided iron square in his hand and smashed it down on Yu Wen Chengdu's head and face.

clang!

Seeing that Xin Wenli is approaching fiercely.

Yuwen Chengdu's expression remained unchanged.

He raised his hand and blocked it gently, knocking Xin Wenli back a few steps.

Immediately afterwards.

Zuo Tiancheng's golden sword, Master Shang's golden spear, and the weapons of several other masters came to Yuwen Chengdu's way.

"open!"

Suddenly.

Yuwen Chengdu shouted loudly, like spring thunder bursting from his tongue.

He rounded the gold-plated phoenix wings and stirred them around. Under the roar of powerful energy, several generals felt strange power coming in and could hardly hold their weapons. They shouted in unison and retreated one after another.

The weakest ones among them were shocked so hard that their faces turned pale, blood spurted out of their mouths, and they turned over and fell off their horses.