Cao An showed no mercy. On his seat was not Cao An, but Bai Yujing.
This was one of the few things he cared about.
Fengyang's beautiful eyes were turning, and she simply stopped pretending. She put her hand on her cheek and looked straight at Cao An. You looked like you wanted to eat him alive. Emperor Zhao Tianli couldn't stand it anymore. Cough twice, but unfortunately, this did not bring about any good changes.
The eunuch hurriedly stood up and said, "No one is going to challenge the sect to win the title. The banquet will proceed to the next item, sect affairs arbitration. This year, the Martial Arts Academy has not received any feedback on sect affairs that require arbitration. Representatives of the sects are present. If there is any need for arbitration, Matters can be raised during the banquet and arbitrated by the Martial Arts Academy and the Martial Arts Hall."
After saying that, the eunuch looked around, still eerily quiet. Representatives from all the sects had expressions of calm expressions on their faces.
The royal family is also happy to see this happen. Now is not the time to exercise this embarrassing right. Everyone knows that the current court is not as good as before, but after today, it may be different. The royal family is more unwilling than everyone present. It's a waste of energy and time on this kind of thing.
Zhao Tianli, who was sitting high on the dragon chair, stood up, shook his dragon robe, and said in a deep voice: "The Yin Dynasty established the country with force, and the imperial court and Wuzong ruled the world together. The descendants of the next generation are unworthy. In this dynasty, we will sit on the throne of our ancestors. In the shadow of the Zong, he pursued power struggles and party attacks, wasting a country's power without realizing it, and failing to show its civil and military skills, resulting in suffering for the people, chaos in the world, and frequent killings and catastrophes in the world. So today, taking the opportunity of Wuzong's banquet, he wanted to Get rid of this evil."
"I and King Pingtian made an oath in front of the ancestral tablet. Today, I and King Pingtian will send out seven people each to inherit the method of our ancestors and fight for the ninth and fifth positions in the form of martial arts. There will be seven martial arts fights. The one who wins more will take the throne. position, the loser withdraws, no killing is allowed, and each sect is asked to be a witness."
King Pingtian stood up with a solemn look on his face, "My brother, I am ashamed of Your Majesty!"
Cao An's eyes were calm. Such a situation would never happen in the world in his memory, but now it is really happening in front of him. I can only say that all of this is because of the environment and the environment of this world. Due to the situation, the emperor's position was decided by force of arms, which was even more magical than the abdication system.
What's even more magical is that among all the people present, there doesn't seem to be much disgust with such things. This almost puts the four words of rebellious ministers and traitors on the table. Probably, as long as there is strength, there will be no such thing as rebellious ministers. Thief.
In the final analysis, it is actually a matter for their family named Zhao.
The two protagonists of the banquet sat down, and the eunuch read out the rules aloud on the side: "The rules of martial arts are as follows. In order to ensure the fairness of the martial arts, each martial artist participating in the martial arts can only fight once, and they are not allowed to fight consecutively. Multiple challenges; representatives of both parties in the fight each choose the target of the fight, and the court does not interfere or arrange the fight; force is not forbidden. Once the fight begins, any form of force is allowed, unless both parties agree. Allow any person or force to intervene in the fighting until the fighting is over."
"In the seven battles, the winner will be the winner if the four winners are decided in advance. There will be no subsequent battles to ensure that the dynasty's high military strength will not be consumed internally. The last point is that during the battle, His Majesty and King Pingtian hope that everyone will participate in the battle. Representatives of the dynasty, try not to cause more unnecessary killings, keep the dynasty's high martial arts, think more about the difficulties of human race's survival, and retain the dynasty's high military strength."
"Now, the fighting officially begins!!"
After the words fell, the eyes of each of the seven seats on both sides began to heat up, and the killing intent intertwined. The martial arts duel, it will probably not happen at any point. Among these two sides, each of them has been in the support of their respective supporters. Under their leadership, they have been fighting openly and secretly with each other for many years.
The accumulated hatred is not small. In Cao An's perception, a large number of people began to pour in on the campus. He looked in the direction of the induction. It was a group of red and purple officials. Under the leadership of Yu Lingwei, they walked into the seats on the edge of the campus. , took their seats one by one, Cao An understood instantly.
No wonder I always felt that this matter looked awkward before. It turned out that the other civil and military officials were missing. This was a change of supreme position, how could they be missing their witnesses.
"Young students, are you willing to work with me to create this beginning for all of you comrades?" Sitting across from each other, Yan Wuxiang, the owner of Tingfeng Building, looked at Cao An calmly. He was not the first one to want to pick on Cao An, but he was the second one. One said it.
It's just that Cao An's purpose has always been clear. He only has two goals. He can choose one of them, either Wujie, the chief minister of the Marquis of Jing'an Mansion, or Guo Tong, Li Chuang's sworn brother. The rest are not among his goals.
His will has always been firm and his mind has always been pure. He came here to resolve his grievances with the Marquis of Jing'an. It's a pity that Li Rulong is not on the stage. The young figure of the generation is still the figure of the younger generation. It's just that he was behind them back then. Cao An is now able to sit in the seat to decide this situation.
"Thank you Lord Yan for your support, Cao has other plans."
Yan Wuxiang was not worried, and his eyes fell directly on Fan Daqian, the mountain chief. The two had been fighting for so many years. One was the leader of a killer organization like Tingfeng Tower, and the other was the chief reviewer of various Jianghu journals in the imperial court. He controls the most elite intelligence department in the dynasty, and he can no longer remember the battles overt and covert.
Just at this glance, Fan Daqian stood up and said, "Let's go, are you still waiting for me to invite you?"
"Everyone is their own master. Why is this old guy so angry?" Yan Wuxiang rolled his eyes. An ancient long sword slipped from his sleeve. The scabbard naturally fell to the table. He held the sword in his right hand, with the tip of the sword pointing towards Next, he walked towards the school grounds with his flowing robe, his aura was just like that of a knight in an ink painting.
Fan Daqian is a bit inferior. Their personalities are completely opposite. Fan Daqian, despite his elegant attire, has a fiery temper. His height is inferior to Yan Wuxiang's, and he is a bit stout. With one deep leap, he can Like a spring, he jumped into the school grounds, waiting for Yan Wuxiang to come.
The big battle is back! Fan Daqian's angry shouts came from inside!
"Bring on your horse's style!"
With one punch, the situation changes, and the metal and iron are fierce. The ones who have the greatest impact are the tough soldiers guarding the edge of the school field. The weapons in their hands are almost uncontrollable. If they hadn't experienced hundreds of battles and had good martial arts, , coupled with the isolation of the formation, I am afraid that at this time, the weapons in their hands will leave them.
'Being able to refine the power of gold and yuan to such a pure level, this mountain leader is afraid that he will soon set foot in the Yin Shen realm. 'Cao An's eyes were burning. This has almost reached the point where the magic weapon can move. If it continues to evolve, it will be a magical technique. Of course, it may not necessarily reach that point. It just needs to be very strong.
But this is not Cao An's path. What he wants to take is the Dzogchen without attributes, but having no attributes means that he will have a lot of difficulty in the realm of heaven and man. A simple metaphor, someone else's pure attribute only needs 1 To achieve this attribute attack, Cao An would need about 2-3 non-attributes to achieve the same effect.
I didn't see Yan Wuxiang's sword moves, but I saw the exchange of swords and fists, the battle between gold and iron and light and darkness, and the battle between the top celestial realm cultivators in the dynasty. This was completely different from the so-called Killing God Palace Li Ruoshui. It was so powerful that wherever Fan Daqian's punch struck, it seemed as if there was already a sword waiting there.
Only the shadow of the sword being handed over was seen, but no trace of the movement of the sword was seen.
"Who does Sect Leader Cao think will win?"
The speaker was Yuwen Wudi of the Tianjian Sect. Judging from the hatred relationship, he should be facing his old enemy Meng Qianli. The two were figures from the same period. Back then, Yuwen Wudi even cut off one of his arms, and Meng Qianli was sitting opposite him. At this moment, his hands are intact, and his strength seems to be beyond the realm of heaven and human.
He should have really gotten what he wanted in the realm above the clouds.
"Cao's cultivation level is still far behind that of Fan Shanchang and Yan Louzhu. I am still in the mountain, so how can I know the true face of Mount Lu? Sect Master Yuwen, on the other hand, can you clarify my doubts for this junior?"
"You don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because you're in this mountain? If it's interesting, if it makes sense, just take a guess."
"I think Fan Shanchang has more hope, because I hope he can win. After all, we are in the same camp now."
Yuwen Wudi smiled, "Cunning, but a good answer. Daqian's potential is limited by his temper. Otherwise, with his talent, he should have been able to reach Qijing Yinshen a few years ago. Don't look at this moment Daqian's methods are extraordinary and his attacks are fierce, but Yan Wuxiang has not really fought back, he is still looking for an opportunity. For an assassin, if he doesn't move, he will be dead, and if he moves, he will be killed with one blow."
"In terms of the degree of danger, Daqian's situation is even more dangerous. No one can guarantee that he will not reveal any flaws in front of his opponent, so there is a high probability that Yan Wuxiang will win."
Cao An's eyes calmed down a lot. He looked at the fighting in the field and answered Yuwen Wudi's words.
"If Chief Fan didn't have such a temper, maybe even the heavenly beings wouldn't be able to come."
This is the instinctive answer after being in a trance. What he wants to uphold is to avoid getting involved in other people's cause and effect. What extends from this is that he rarely adds a previous if to a given thing.
Destiny can affect the whole body. Once it changes, no one knows what the result will be. When it comes to Fan Daqian, that is, his fiery temper. No one can say whether this temper makes him successful or limits him. After all, his talent does not equal his future.
Yuwen Wudi was stunned for a moment. Cao An's words were like throwing a pebble into his peaceful heart, causing ripples that could not be calmed down for a long time.
It’s not that people don’t understand some words, but it’s not that they don’t know them, but the timing and scene are wrong. There is no resonance or the slightest understanding. In such a specific environment, Cao An’s words hit Yuwen right. Invincible heart.
He looked at Cao An again, said nothing, and focused on the school grounds.
The aftermath of the battle was rampant, and the formation was activated from time to time with curtains of light, making the battle inside increasingly difficult to observe. Everyone could only roughly judge the extent of the fight between the two from the coverage of gold and light.
Even with Cao An's powerful eyes, it was really difficult to see the entire battlefield clearly in such an environment of mixed energy.
From the outside, it seems that the light and darkness have been suppressed by Jin Yuan to a very small range...
