"Zhenqi turns into soldiers and condenses shields!"
Seeing the whip leg smashed down from the sky, Jiang Li's eyes narrowed slightly, but he did not dodge, but went straight to meet it.
The true energy circulated and condensed into a circular air shield in front of him. Ji Wuliang dropped his leg in the air, making a dull and loud noise.
Bang bang bang
The round shields of true energy condensed out of thin air, blocking Ji Wuliang's whip-like legs. Jiang Li strode forward. The force of the round shields of true energy reflected back made Ji Wuliang keep retreating.
"What a condensed true energy. You are the purest and toughest true energy practitioner I have ever seen. You can actually resist my kicks!"
Ji Wuliang rolled over and landed on the ground, relieved his strength, kicked his feet, and charged forward again.
With the qi and blood stirring, his figure suddenly rose up, his muscles swelled, blood flowed rapidly, a faint red light appeared on the skin all over his body, and his legs bounced like a powerful crossbow.
brush brush brush
There were three more whip kicks, and the air exploded as they were struck. Along with the red blood evil, the three flying zhenqi shields were directly smashed into pieces.
"The Scorpion's Tail Wags!"
Ji Wushen's body spun violently in the air, crouching down like a poisonous scorpion, and thrust towards Jiang Li's neck with a stinging sound.
On one side of Jiang Li's body, a scorpion leg slashed down from in front of him. The strong wind blew up, making his clothes rustle and almost be torn into pieces. His cheeks were also scratched and hurt.
The scorpion's legs landed on the ground, smashing the hard soil of the arena into a deep pit of six to seven meters. The hard soil, which was as strong as bluestone, splashed out for more than a hundred meters and landed on the edge of the martial arts arena, causing a slight commotion.
Ji Wuliang's legs connected together, and there was another violent bombardment like a violent storm.
Jiang Li's body was like a fallen leaf, moving gracefully in the air currents stirred up by the wind on his legs, but Ji Wuliang never let Ji Wuliang touch half of his clothes.
"Jiang Li, can you only hide?"
Ji Wuliang got angrier and angrier as he fought, and couldn't help but shout angrily.
"The Tianyuanji family is a family with a thousand-year martial arts lineage after the Hundred Immortals in the Middle Ages. The seven major inheritances all have unpredictable power. If I am not wrong, your kicking technique is the fifth-ranked ancient holy scorpion technique! "
Jiang Li spun around and landed ten meters away. He kicked off the ground with his left foot and flew out with a whoosh. His legs were like pythons and whips, slashing at him.
The true energy swirls and condenses around the calf, transforming into a six-meter-long true scorpion tail. The poisonous stinger at the end is like a dagger, cutting the air and attacking silently.
"What!"
Ji Wuliang was suddenly startled. The kick technique Jiang Li was performing at this moment was exactly the same as his Holy Scorpion Kick Technique in terms of movement and form. Even the charm was 50% similar.
"Is this something you just learned? It's impossible. The inheritance of the top martial arts is unpredictable, and the power, breathing, and key points are complex and changeable. How can you understand it at a glance!"
Ji Wuliang shouted angrily and immediately faced him. There were heavy shadows of his legs on the ring, as if there were really two giant scorpions fighting.
After three or five breaths, there was just a bang. Ji Wuliang's leg attack was swept away by Jiang Li's Zhenqi scorpion tail, and he was directly slapped on Ji Wuliang's body, whipping him out of the ring.
"You have really learned something. Although you have not really mastered the essence of the Holy Scorpion Kick Technique and only conquered it with strength, I first learned this technique back then and practiced it for a full year before I achieved your artistic conception!"
Ji Wuliang covered his chest and rolled up from the ground. He looked at Jiang Li with shock and admiration in his eyes. He took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in his chest, and saluted with clasped fists: "In this battle, I am completely convinced of my defeat!"
"Jiang Li used the Ji family's martial arts inheritance to defeat Ji Wuliang?"
"I thought Jiang Li was a Qi cultivator and didn't dare to fight head-on. I didn't expect that he was trying to figure out Ji Wuliang's kicking skills!"
"If I go into the ring, I'm afraid I'll run out of energy before Jiang Li can figure it out!"
"However, I still can't believe it. How could he master it to this extent in such a short period of time!"
"Be confident, it's definitely not true. Jiang Li is the son of Marquis Wu. How can our martial arts training conditions be comparable? The arsenal books of Marquis Wu's family contain countless martial arts, and there may be similar kick techniques among them!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? If Marquis Wu really valued him so much, why would he let Jiang Li cultivate Qi? None of my martial arts training slaves cultivate Qi. It is said that this person was persecuted by the eldest lady in Wuhou Mansion for a long time, and even the Holy Emperor scolded him!"
"Is there such a thing? In this case, this Jiang Li is worthy of admiration!"
"We should not only admire him? Don't forget, if he hadn't risked his life to protect Zhao Tiehe that night, we might not be able to stand here alive!"
Ji Wuliang's defeat made the young military attachés present scream in surprise.
The news that Jiang Li fought against the princes and soldiers of several mansions alone in the streets a few days ago has already spread in Shengjing City.
The young military attachés had already made some judgments about Jiang Li's strength, and had some expectations about the possibility of Ji Wuliang's defeat.
But no one thought that Ji Wuliang would be defeated like this.
"General Jiang Li, take a shot from me!"
At the edge of the ring, a figure rushed directly to the stage the moment Ji Wuliang was defeated. The ebony spear swung towards Jiang Li like a black python, and then hundreds of spears erupted.
Kou Yunxian, the second in the martial arts ranking, is the son of the chief military officer of the Right Army Dudu Mansion. His family has a martial arts background, and most of his fifteen years of martial arts skills are in this long spear.
The shooting skills are superb, thrusting, shooting, hitting, dancing, trembling, wrapping, and thrusting... The sound of the gun whines like a wolf howling in a haunted house, and the silver light shuttles like a snake dancing wildly.
Huangfu Muchuan stood on the high platform and couldn't help but admire secretly when he saw such marksmanship.
The military attachés who were watching were even more fascinated.
"Good marksmanship!"
Jiang Li shouted, holding his hands empty, and a spear with condensed zhenqi suddenly appeared, blocking Kou Xianyun's continuous attacks, and a zhenqi shield appeared around him from time to time.
At the beginning, Jiang Li resisted from left to right and was in a panic.
Many times, he was knocked away by Kou Xianyun's spear, and the Qi spear in his hand was knocked away, breaking through the defense.
If the zhenqi shield had not been condensed in time, Kou Xianyun would have stabbed his body on the spot, but even so, his clothes were still ripped open.
It wasn't until Kou Xianyun's set of spear techniques were used that the situation began to turn around.
Jiang Li kept condensing the gun, the light of Pan Emperor's bones flashed in his mind, and countless thin lines rose up from Kou Xianyun's gun.
Every time a spear attack was made, the thin line would vibrate accordingly, and Jiang Li was gradually able to predict Kou Xianyun's spear route.
He shook the Zhenqi spear in his hand and fought with Kou Xianyun.
The tip of the gun flashed, its sharp edge was revealed, and the light flashed.
On the ring, the figures of the two young generals disappeared, leaving only two groups of gun lights flashing and moving, making the sound of jingling and jingling.
The cold spear is raised high to pierce the sky, and the sun and moon shine brightly together.
In the light and shadow, Jiang Li held the gun with both hands and quickly rotated his wrist, forming a strangulation storm. The true energy in his body suddenly flowed. With a sudden vibration, Kou Xianyun's tiger's mouth burst. The ebony spear in his hand also banged and was completely shattered by the gun blade storm.
"The general's marksmanship is as powerful as a dragon, majestic, and drives all things crazy. Xianyun admires him!"
Kou Xianyun clasped his fists, blood dripping from the tiger's mouth and staining his sleeves.
"Zhongli Dian asks General Jiang Li for advice!"
A cold light fell from the sky like an iron wall, and another young military attaché came to attack and kill him.
The true energy wrapped around his arms and condensed into a five-foot sword. Jiang Li jumped up to meet him again.
On the martial arts arena, young military attachés kept leaping up to attack, and were knocked down one after another, causing constant exclamations.
Even the Zhou Dynasty ministers sitting on the high platform had expressions of surprise on their faces.
The top ten military attaches who ranked in the martial arts examination were all the top beings of the younger generation in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but none of them could truly threaten Jiang Li.
The true energy in Jiang Li's body seemed to be endless, and he fought against several people in a row without any signs of being stagnant and exhausted.
Everyone could see that if Jiang Li hadn't been constantly trying to figure out his opponent's martial arts, it would have been easier.
The last three people, not daring to stand up, jumped onto the ring at the same time, but were all blown away by the air python condensed by Jiang Li's true energy.
"Hahaha, good, what a disciple of a saint. I am afraid that in the future of the Great Zhou Dynasty, I will have another peak martial saint with unparalleled military skills. This is the blessing of heaven to me and to the Great Zhou Dynasty!"
On the high platform, Emperor Jing's face was filled with joy, and he clapped his hands and cheered.
The super understanding and majestic energy that Jiang Li showed on the ring made this ambitious Emperor of Zhou feel comfortable and confident.
Qizi descends from the prosperous age!
This has always been the case throughout the ages.
In the Middle Ages and ancient times, in every prosperous era when emperors of the Nine Provinces were born, countless talented and talented geniuses would come to the world and become the emperor's right-hand man. They could be driven by them to sweep across the Nine Provinces and unify the world.
Not to mention Jiang Li.
They are among the top ten young military attachés in this year's martial arts competition, and their strength is even better than before.
Compared with Jiang Shirong, the Marquis of Wu back then, he didn't seem to be much inferior.
It was just covered up by Jiang Li's light, so it looked a little more ordinary.
"The Qilin has descended from the sky, and the prosperous age is approaching. I congratulate you, Your Majesty. The Great Zhou Dynasty will be prosperous, and the unification of the nine states will be just around the corner!"
On the high platform, civil and military officials congratulated him in unison.
Under the high platform, tens of thousands of young military attachés also knelt down, and the mountains roared and the tsunami roared.
Jiang Li was dressed in a powerful outfit and stood on the stage. His back was as straight as a spear rooted in the earth, and his aura was so sharp that it pierced the sky.
The true energy is flowing around the body, and the luck is hidden, which has the potential to stir up the world and destroy everything in the universe.
Feeling a sharp and deep gaze, Jiang Li narrowed his eyes and looked towards the high platform.
The Marquis of Zhenwu, Jiang Shirong, wore a purple-crowned python robe, guarding Emperor Jing like a giant tree. The majestic blood energy like a deep ocean enveloped the entire cloud sky, like the crown of a giant tree, seeming to support the entire world of Great Zhou.
Two eyes met in mid-air, father and son, facing each other tit for tat, with completely different auras and celestial phenomena.
…
At the end of the spring of the 32nd year of Qianyuan, the Great Zhou Martial Arts Competition finally came to an end under the gaze of hundreds of millions of eyes from all over the world.
The Zhou Dynasty has been in existence for eighty years. Four generations of kings have worked hard to govern, and the country's fortunes have reached its peak.
At this time, Emperor Jing convened a martial arts examination half a year in advance, and on an unprecedented scale, he recruited the children of aristocratic families to join the army as officers and expand the number of soldiers. How could all the countries in Kyushu not know the profound meaning of this.
Beneath the calm surface, there are turbulent undercurrents.
There are thirteen states in the world, which are divided into nine continents and the countries in the sea.
The Great Zhou Dynasty is located in the land of three states and is the central state of Kyushu. It is rich in resources and the most prosperous, and is coveted by all countries.
There are two states in the north, both of which are bitterly cold places. There are the powerful states of Mangbei and Daluo, commanding countless tribes and small states, ready to move.
There are two states in the west, Tuyuan and Dashi each occupy one state, and there are nearly a hundred small states in the western region such as Yuezhi, Jingjue, Cheshi, Zidian, Heluo, etc., who depend on each other for symbiosis.
There are two states in the south, a kingdom of five barbarians and a hundred thousand mountains.
It can be said that he is surrounded by powerful enemies.
Emperor Jing wanted to perform imperial duties and establish a ten thousand-year empire, and the nine states had to be eliminated. The first and most powerful enemy was the Wei Mang dynasty, which was separated by a wall.
Destroying Beimang and swallowing Daluo, gaining a land to raise horses, building the strongest cavalry, and driving across the Western Regions, this was the plan in Emperor Jing's mind.
As soon as the martial arts competition ended, the Ministry of War and the Fifth Army Commander-in-Chief issued dozens of urgent orders to mobilize elite soldiers from battalions and guard stations in the 27 provinces to go north and gather at the Great Wall of the North.
More than 13,000 low-level military attachés who passed the military examinations also accompanied the army on the expedition and rushed to the Great Wall of the North in advance to receive training and familiarize themselves with the conditions of the North.
Only Jiang Li and Zhao Tiehe were ordered to stay in Beijing.
Zhao Tiehe is a fifth-grade guerrilla general, but he is only at the early stage of Juqing. Although he was awarded the title for his merits, it will not attract criticism from the young military attache, but his strength is too low. Commanding thousands of soldiers and horses is really a joke.
Emperor Jing decreed that Zhao Tiehe was not allowed to lead the army on expeditions before he reached Xiantian. After the martial arts test, he was detained in the Governor's Mansion of the Fifth Army by Emperor Mu Chuan, where he practiced hard day and night without a moment of leisure.
Sometimes when Jiang Li went to the library of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion to exchange books, he met Zhao Tiehesheng's loveless eyes, which made Jiang Li afraid. After exchanging books, he left in a hurry, fearing that he would also be held down by Huangfu Muchuan. .
"Father, I am also ordered to practice martial arts. Why can Jiang Li come and go freely and arrange his time as he pleases, but I have to suffer this inhuman torture!"
Zhao Tiehe stuffed his mouth with the secret nourishing medicine of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion. He was shirtless and striding in the garden.
The six deputy lieutenants in the Tai Chi realm held fine iron clubs and kept swimming around Zhao Tiehe. They unleashed all their strength and struck Zhao Tiehe hard, leaving bright red stick marks on his body. The latter grinned and screamed in pain.
"Jiang Li just changed his energy and practiced martial arts. It's not that his level of strength is not enough, but you are really weak!"
Huangfu Muchuan blew the teacup, took a sip, and said, "If you had Jiang Li's understanding, why would I bother spending time here with you? The Northern Expedition is about to happen, and there are so many things waiting for me to go." deal with."
"Father, my physical realm has improved very quickly. How can I reach the peak of Juqing in another two months!"
Zhao Tiehe screamed in pain and begged Jiang Li, who was sitting in the pavilion with Huangfu Muchuan: "Jiang Li, please say a few words of kindness to me. I have suffered a lot in the past month and a half!"
"Brother Zhao, the Grand Governor is also acting under orders. If you fail to cultivate to the innate level before the Northern Expedition, the Holy Lord will punish the Grand Governor!"
Jiang Li smiled, closed the silk scroll in his hand, and frowned slightly, "The Holy One wants to divide his troops into four groups and attack the hinterland of Beimang at the same time, leaving only 50,000 elite soldiers swimming around to support him?"
"Beimang has a vast territory, and there are no big cities. The tribes migrate with the seasons, and Wei Mang's main force is hard to find. There is nothing we can do about it!"
Huangfu Mu Chuan sighed and said: "Wei Mang is good at riding, shooting and raising falcons, and his Taoist skills are also unique. Once the green falcon I trained in Da Zhou goes deep into the wilderness, nine out of ten will be shot and killed by the rangers. There are even more Taoist methods." The knots are hidden, once the Blue Falcon breaks in by mistake, it will be difficult to escape!
"Princess Yunle has signed an alliance with Daluo on behalf of Zhou Dynasty. Daluo will gather 300,000 troops to join forces with the Great Wall garrison in the north to attack Beimang from the east and attract Wei Mang's main force to move!"
"I hope this battle will seriously injure Beimang's vitality and retreat to the far north!"
Jiang Li nodded. He looked at Zhao Tiehe, who was still being beaten repeatedly and screaming in agony by the deputy captain of the Governor's Mansion. He cupped his hands to Huangfu Muchuan and said, "Grand Governor, when I come to the Governor's Mansion of the Fifth Army this time, in addition to changing some weapons, In addition to the pulse classics, there is something I want to ask the Governor for help with!"
"Ask me to do something?" Huangfu Muchuan was slightly startled. He looked at Zhao Tiehe beside him and suddenly smiled: "Isn't it because I want to plead for him?"
"It's not like I'm begging for mercy. I want to go out of town for a private matter in the past two days and I don't have any helpers around. I want to borrow Zhao Tiehe from the governor for a few days!" Jiang Li said with a smile.
"Lend him? Apart from eating a lot, this guy doesn't have any redeeming qualities!"
Huangfu Muchuan shook his head and said: "Forget it, since you opened your mouth, I will let him go for a few days. Jiang Li, the Northern Expedition will start in two months. You can't relax during this period. Practicing Qi Meridian is not the best." The long-term solution is to improve the realm of martial arts as soon as possible to make up for the loss of vitality of the five internal organs!"
"Don't worry, Grand Governor, the vitality pill prepared by the Holy Emperor's Imperial Hospital is extremely effective. Over the past month, I have borrowed martial arts scrolls from the arsenal of the Governor's Mansion, worked hard to cultivate my martial arts, and I have made some progress in my martial arts realm!"
Jiang Li nodded, stood up and said goodbye to Huangfu Muchuan.
"Jiang Li, wait for me!"
When Zhao Tiehe saw Jiang Li leaving, he was afraid that his adoptive father Huangfu Muchuan would return, so he grabbed a coat and chased Jiang Li as if running for his life.
"Grand Governor, the time limit given to you by the Holy Emperor is running out. If Zhao Tiehe fails to cultivate Xiantian, the Holy Lord will probably scold the Governor!"
Behind Huangfu Muchuan, a middle-aged scribe in Confucian robes shook his head helplessly: "In three months, it is impossible to upgrade a martial artist in the late Taiji realm to the Xiantian realm, even if he takes precious medicines as food. !”
"Since it's unlikely, don't force it. The Holy One originally wanted to use Zhao Tiehe to boost the morale of the young military attachés in this martial arts competition. Now that Jiang Li has appeared, one more Zhao Tiehe won't have much effect!"
Huangfu Muchuan looked at the two figures who were gradually going away and sighed slightly: "Young military officers all regard the Northern Expedition as a fertile ground for making achievements, but they don't know that the battlefield is ruthless, and the collision between countries is a cruel and merciless millstone of flesh and blood. What can we do if we go to Beimang?" There are only one son or two who come back alive, so let them enjoy themselves for a few more days!"
"Commander, you can't control the army with kindness!"
The middle-aged scribe bowed and said, "In recent years, the Governor's heart has become softer and softer. Is it because of that incident? That old man is crazy and talking nonsense. How can we take his words seriously?"
"Human Immortals, Human Immortals, one thought will turn you into an immortal, one thought will turn you into a demon, I have to be careful!" Huangfu Muchuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
…
"Jiang Li, didn't you say you were leaving the city? Why did you bring me here to Changyi Pavilion?"
In the corner of the west market of Shengjing City, Zhao Tiehe stood outside the door of Changyi Pavilion, looking at the girls from Shengjing coming and going in groups, a blush appeared on his dark face.
"With the way you are dressed now, if you enter the temple soon, you might scare the monk to death!"
Jiang Li looked at Zhao Tiehe, who was only wearing a short coat and exposed the stick marks on his arms and shoulders. He had a headache and dragged Zhao Tiehe into the Changyi Pavilion.
After burning the incense, when the two of them walked out of the Shangyi Pavilion, their appearance had changed drastically.
Zhao Tiehe is a tall man with thick bones. He wears a set of martial arts clothes made of fine fabrics and exquisite workmanship.
The sleeves, collar and other places are also embroidered with gold threads with cloud patterns and liger patterns. A jade pendant worth a thousand taels of silver hangs around the waist. His heroic demeanor reveals a low-key nobility, making him look like a martial arts master from a wealthy family. .
"Jiang Li, it stands to reason that as a fourth-grade military general, you have a lot of salary, and the Holy Emperor has given you countless gifts. Giving me a wardrobe is nothing, but why do I always feel weird!"
Zhao Tiehe looked at his martial arts outfit worth a hundred taels, and then looked at Jiang Li opposite.
Wearing a short green robe, coarse linen clothes, and a bamboo hat on his head, he is obviously dressed as a martial arts slave or a follower.
"When we leave Beijing this time, you are the young master and I am the servant. Don't mix up our identities!"
Jiang Li smiled, and he led the war horse tied outside the door of Changyi Pavilion, "Master, please get on the horse. I will explain it to you in detail on the way!"
(End of chapter)
