The onlookers all let out bursts of exclamation.
What followed was a long silence.
No one expected that this seemingly disparate competition would end like this.
Su Ye used an elegant and calm gesture to directly destroy a fourth-level master.
On one side was Li Pojun, who was in a state of embarrassment, and on the other side was Su Ye, who was still looking like a fairy in white.
Li Pojun was lying on the ground, dying.
He looked at Su Ye, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.
He couldn't believe that he had failed so miserably.
He struggled to get up, but his body felt as heavy as lead.
Su Ye looked at Li Pojun with a cold look in his eyes.
He knew that although this competition was over, the resentment in Li Pojun's heart was not.
He stood up, walked to Li Pojun, and said calmly:
"General Li, victory or defeat is a matter of military affairs. If you lose, don't forget the agreement on the life and death certificate."
When Li Pojun heard this, his face became paler.
The generals nearby who were friendly with Li Pojun stepped forward and helped him up.
One of them looked at Su Ye angrily and sternly accused:
"Su Ye, how could you be so cruel!"
Anyone who is also a military commander knows the importance of the Dantian for those who practice martial arts.
Su Ye's move was tantamount to ending Li Pojun's martial arts path.
Su Ye's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he looked directly at the man with a cold tone:
"On the martial arts field, one is responsible for life and death. If General Li can't accept defeat, why bother to raise the issue of life and death? All generals are brave men, can they only use their words to show their advantage, but dare not accept defeat?"
After saying this, the group of generals mentioned were all stunned.
They were angry, but unable to refute Su Ye's words.
After all, the situation of life and death is still in full view of the public, and the ink has not even dried.
At this time, Dingguo spoke publicly, seemingly to persuade peace, but in fact he was biased towards Li Pojun:
"Su Ye, although you are highly skilled in martial arts, you must also know how to exercise moderation. General Li is my brave general of Dayan. His defeat is not your victory."
Duke Dingguo's words made the atmosphere on the field even more tense.
Su Ye looked directly at Duke Dingguo with burning eyes, clenched his fists, and a murderous aura spread around him.
The strong pressure made Ding Guogong take two steps back.
Su Ye looked around. Wherever he looked, no one could avoid his sharp edge. His voice was low and powerful:
"If you don't agree, come and fight!"
Seeing Su Ye who looked like a war god in white, all the generals who had originally spoken provocatively fell silent.
Even shuddered.
The strength he displayed was so terrifying that no one dared to step forward to fight him.
Su Ye sneered and walked out of the banquet.
The banquet hall was left in silence.
His figure is resolute and lonely, as if telling of unyielding perseverance and endless loneliness.
Everyone looked at his leaving figure, with respect and a little fear in their hearts.
From then on, the legend of the poet Su Ye and the white-robed war god Su Ye spread widely in the Yan Kingdom.
Dingguo Gongfu.
Yan Aoxiang sits in a high position.
Looking at Li Pojun, who was still angry and seriously injured, his expression was gloomy.
At today's banquet, the traps carefully laid for Su Ye by both civil and military parties were resolved by him one by one.
Duke Dingguo Yan Aoxiang gritted his teeth and scolded:
"Useless trash!"
After saying that, he kicked the person out.
Yan Aoxiang couldn't sleep at night thinking of this difficult Su Ye.
He uprooted the influence of the auxiliary minister Chen Mu, which greatly reduced the sphere of influence of the Duke of Dingguo.
A large source of profit was wiped out, and killing people's jobs was like killing their parents.
A fierce light flashed in Yan Aoxiang's eyes, and he had made a decision in his heart.
In the Dingguo Duke's mansion, Yan Aoxiang said in a deep voice:
"Give me the order and secretly contact all forces. I want Su Ye to know the price of offending the powerful people in Dayan!"
Following Yan Aoxiang's order, spies from Dingguo Palace came out and began secret operations.
At this time, Su Ye did not expect that he was already involved in Yan Aoxiang's conspiracy.
Chu State.
Su Ye's astonishing performance at the banquet spread throughout the seven countries.
Naturally, it also reached Chu Muxue’s ears.
Listening to the report of the Jin Yiwei he had supported, Chu Muxue's lips curled up into a slight smile:
"Admit it, Su Ye, you will never forget me."
Chu Muxue walked in the empty palace, as if she had seen the past.
At that time, Chu Muxue was still a princess who was inexperienced in the world. Because she liked poetry, she pestered Su Ye to teach her.
At that time, Su Ye was still a young man who had just entered his official career and had great ambitions.
He rummaged through poetry dictionaries and books just to make the princess smile.
The time at that time was as beautiful as a dream, but yet out of reach.
"Su Ye, you just learned poetry for me. Your heart will never leave me."
Chu Muxue smiled proudly, as if she had already seen that day.
As long as he gives Su Ye a chance, he will definitely abandon the Yan Kingdom and return to the Chu Kingdom.
Thinking of the scene where Su Ye burst into tears, knelt down and hugged her feet, begging her for forgiveness.
Chu Muxue seemed to be unable to help but smile even brighter.
However, the person who informed her did not expect what she was thinking and continued to report:
"It is said that the Empress of Yan Kingdom has conferred the title of First Grade Marquis on Su Ye."
Suddenly hearing the news that Yan Lichu canonized Su Ye broke Chu Muxue from her fantasy.
Anger took over again. No matter what, this damn Su Ye was a traitor.
He actually dared to turn around and kneel down to lick the empress of the Yan Kingdom. He simply didn’t care about the Chu Kingdom!
The teacup in Chu Muxue's hand was crushed to pieces, and anger raged in her heart.
She looked out the window with bright eyes, as if trying to see through all the obstacles to the distant country of Yan.
"Su Ye, do you really think you can escape from my grasp?!"
Chu Muxue's voice was as cold as ice, revealing endless chill.
She stood up and began to pace the room, thinking.
If Su Ye kowtows and begs for mercy, maybe she will remember her old love and give him a whole body.
Just do it as soon as you think of it. Chu Muxue immediately walked to the desk and started writing quickly.
She sent a letter of persuasion to surrender and sent her newly trained Jin Yiwei to the Yan Kingdom to deliver the letter.
Prime Minister's Mansion.
When Su Ye returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, he immediately washed away the blood and put on a plain white robe.
White clothes are better than snow, and the beauty is unparalleled.
No matter how turbulent the outside world is, Su Ye always maintains inner peace.
However, really ridiculous things will still break his cold shell.
For example, now, he received a letter from Chu Muxue.
In the letter, Chu Muxue mentioned the past in a condescending tone.
Not only that, she also said that if Su Ye was willing to give up Yan State, return to Chu State, and sincerely admit his mistake.
When she is satisfied with kowtowing and begging for mercy, she will resume her duties as Prime Minister Su Ye.
All the crimes Su Ye committed were wiped out.
Su Ye looked at the words in the letter, with a sneer flashing in his eyes.
He folded the letter gently and placed it on the desk.
He tapped the letter with his fingers and looked at the Jin Yiwei who came to deliver the letter with a dumbfounded look:
"Your empress, did you write the letter in your sleep?"
