Time is fair to everyone.
The big shots in Wu, Yue, and Yanqi worked hard to compete for territory and cities.
But the little people don't care so much, they only know that there is a once-in-a-century fun to watch in front of them.
The Temple of Prayer to Heaven is located behind the King's Court of Wu. It is a semi-open place for the royal family to worship heaven and earth. Even ordinary people can directly see the scene of sacrifice as long as they climb a nearby hill.
King Wu conferred General Lu as the uncle of the champion. Of course, this kind of excitement is a must-see, so at this moment, the hillside was densely packed with people, and there were many vendors selling snacks and drinks.
Of course, you may not be able to see clearly if you are too far away, but regardless of whether you can see clearly or not, as long as you can see a shadow, it will last you three years.
Flags are arrayed and trumpets are blaring.
The tall Jinwu guards lined up on both sides, one person standing every two steps. A red carpet was spread out a hundred steps away in the middle, and the flags on both sides were also red.
(There were no chemical fiber carpets these days. They were made of real wool. But this carpet was worth thousands of gold. Red represented the color of bloody battles and was Uncle Feng’s main color.)
At the end of the carpet is the Temple of Prayer to Heaven, on which King Wu stands in mysterious clothes.
On the west side of the Temple of Prayer for Heaven, there is a higher platform that is shorter than the Temple of Prayer for Heaven. Gouchang, the leader of the Yue Kingdom, and Mingji, the Queen Mother, stood side by side and stood at the front to watch the ceremony solemnly.
The ministers lined up behind.
Because Feng Bo's ritual requires the projection of the Haotian Mirror, which represents the fate of the entire human race, even the kings of the world who come to watch the ceremony cannot sit down.
The Black God carried Lu Wu and stepped on the carpet with his front hooves following the deep sound of the horn.
"Wow, that's the champion!"
"It's really as majestic and majestic as a god descending to earth!"
"From this distance, can you clearly see what Uncle Champion looks like?"
"I can't see clearly, can't you make some connections?"
"Old Wang, look at that horse, it's so big! Is that the legendary Black God?"
"That's called Shenjun, not Big Head - you idiot!"
"If the Black God is not that big, can he be called the Divine Horse?"
"I--"
"Have you heard that Uncle Champion is going to show off his martial arts skills?"
"Then we really need to open our eyes and see Champion Bo's unrivaled halberd skills."
"That's the martial arts of the best madman in the world. One look at it is enough for me to boast for two years!"
"You also practice the halberd technique. If you can learn two moves, wouldn't it be great?"
"It's so far away that people can't see clearly. If I can learn something, it would be nice to open my eyes."
Among the people watching the excitement on the mountain, there were also many martial arts practitioners, and even many spies from various countries. Some of them had their childish eyes shrunk, and it was obvious that they had used some kind of childish skills in order to see clearly.
Wu Wang Ketu stood on the top of the Temple of Prayer for Heaven, with Yangzhou Ding next to him. He looked at Lu Wu walking in the distance, and he had mixed feelings in his heart.
From the Change of Songjing to the Killing of the King in Chengdu, the other party single-handedly turned things around, and his martial arts achievements were earth-shattering.
Power belongs to oneself, you can do whatever you want, and don't buy anyone's face if you don't want to.
He kills people when he's angry, rests when he's lazy, and doesn't need to think about anything else. I heard that even government affairs are left to the maid around him to handle - by the way, he also makes the maid his head wife, which can be said to be arbitrary. ….My life is much more comfortable than my own.
Of course, it's fortunate that the other party has such a temper.
Otherwise, as long as Lu Wu has the slightest ambition to compete for the world, I am afraid that I will not be able to sleep well every day.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the battle is about to begin!" The secret voice of the palace ministers came to my ears.
Wu Wang Ketu nodded and placed his hand on the Yangzhou Cauldron, slightly activating the power of human nature and destiny gathered by the Yangzhou Cauldron.
Within a hundred steps, a gentle breeze began to pick up.
The flags began to flutter, and the clouds on the top of the Temple of Prayer gradually gathered.
Lu Wu came to the altar of praying for heaven but did not dismount.
Twenty priests standing on the first floor of the Temple of Prayer to Heaven danced ancient and strange dances and sang in unison with a strange voice repeatedly.
"When you defeat the enemy, you may drum, strike, cry, or sing—victory!"
"Be enemies with the sky, the earth, demons, monsters, wind, thunder, fire, and water!"
"Dead knife, dead spear, dead stick, dead without a place - there is no return for the brave!"
"Invite the warriors to perform martial arts to prove their martial virtues!" the priest shouted loudly.
Lu Wu held a long halberd horizontally on horseback, and performed a simple and powerful halberd technique according to the rhythm of the priests' singing - it was a series of eighteen cuts on top of mountains.
According to yesterday's ceremony, today's martial arts performance is just a formality. Even if it is just picking up the halberd and shaking it casually, it will be considered as passing the section. However, it would be better if there is something outstanding. After all, this is in full view of everyone. Under the circumstances, if Zhenhu caused trouble, it would be disrespectful to the spectators.
The first style: Fei Liu Raoshan - the halberd rises around the body and turns into a flexible ribbon, whirling and dancing around a person and a horse. The heavy halberd actually gives people a twisting and light feeling.
The second style: Moving mountains and turning mountains - with the halberd swept, the wind and thunder roared, as if it was not a halberd sweeping across, but a mountain moving.
The third form: Heaven and earth are carried - the halberd is pressed from top to bottom, and the ground within a radius of three feet is lowered by one point.
The fourth form: Single Pillar Holding the Sky - As the Black God runs, Lu Wu bends down slightly and raises his halberd. Ordinary people can't see anything special. Only a few masters who are closer can do it. The bodies of Lu Wu and Heishen seemed to suddenly give people a feeling of emptiness, and the edge of the halberd became extremely thick, as if the entire mass of a person and a horse was concentrated on the edge of the halberd.
The fifth posture: Interrupting the Tianmen - Where the halberd fell, before it touched the ground, the solid rocks on the ground had broken into powder. The strong wind blew by, and the ground paved with solid stones suddenly revealed a five-foot-wide and two-foot-long A ravine!
The sixth form——
The actual combat techniques of the eighteen slashes on top of each other are not complicated. The most complicated one is the starting move "Flying around the Mountain". The other moves are just slashing, picking and smashing, and the demonstration is completed in just a moment.
Black God carried Lu Wu back to the Temple of Prayer for Heaven.
"After the ceremony, martial virtue has been proved! Please ask Xingtian!" the ceremony officer shouted.
Ke Tu pressed his hands on the Yangzhou tripod, and the veins on his neck popped out - mobilizing the power of luck is not without burden.
In the originally empty Yangzhou tripod, water waves gradually appeared. They were water waves composed of light, not real water.
The clouds in the sky are getting denser, and the sun is gradually dimming.
A bright moon rises slowly from the Yangzhou tripod, hanging high in the sky, illuminating the dark world.
Ke Tu, who was pressing his hands on the Yangzhou tripod, felt that his body was out of control, and a completely unfamiliar voice came out of his mouth: "Humanity requires merit and virtue - what merits and virtues do you have?"
Lu Wu: "——"
Damn, this script is wrong!
This is not a magic weapon Haotian Mirror projection at all, but uses the human soul as the weapon spirit, forcibly turning the perfect magic weapon into a magic weapon, and using the power of human luck to sacrifice itself.
This thing and his transformation into Dutian Ten Thousand Ghosts Flag Weapon Spirit are basically the same way!
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Little Pawn Never Crossed the River reminds you: remember to collect it after reading it
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