DreamersGN Chapter 205 The official is promoted to 1 level, and he is also the chief of the capital, and he is
Chapter 205 The official is promoted to 1 level, and he is also the chief of the capital, and he is
"Huolie, you are in the fourth round!" said the third prince.
A tall and mighty man was stunned for a moment: "Your Highness, so fast? According to the original plan, I was the finale!"
This person is the strongest person on the Great Yan side. He practiced the most virtuous and yang technique. Once he used it like a fire to cook oil, his whole body was full of anger, so he called himself Huo Lie.
"We can't wait until the end. If we lose the fourth round, then we also lose the fight, so you go ahead!" said the third prince.
"Okay, Your Highness!" Huolie nodded and strode into the martial arts field.
On the Dawu side, a second sixth-grade martial artist was dispatched.
His name is Sun Shaorong, from the forbidden army.
Although he is a powerhouse who has just stepped into the innate, he is also relatively young, only 25 years old. Young means great potential, and there is a chance to cultivate to the realm of the fourth-grade powerhouse in the future.
However, Huo Lie looked at the opponent in front of him and frowned: "Your strength is too weak, come up with a stronger one!"
He is a dignified fourth-rank powerhouse, and the other party is only a small sixth-rank. There is a two-rank difference between the two, and the difference in strength is so great that it is really difficult for him to be interested.
Sun Shaorong took out the knife, and the knife was condensed on it. He hummed, "Let's beat me!"
He knew that he was weak and was abandoned by Da Wu.
However, he has to seize this rare opportunity and show his ability before he can be seen by the court and reused by the empress.
Huolie was very dissatisfied, but according to the rules of martial arts, he couldn't say anything.
Following the referee's order, the two fought.
In fact, it was mainly Sun Shaorong who was fighting and defending fiercely.
Huo Lie had no interest in fighting at all, and just a few tricks made Sun Shaorong embarrassed.
In the end, he made a direct move of the Fire Palm to knock the opponent out of bounds and win the game.
Sun Shaorong came back injured, and said ashamedly: "I'm sorry everyone, I lost!"
Lin Beifan said encouragingly: "Shaorong, it's normal for you to lose to him, don't worry about it! Take good care of your injuries and work hard. You still have a chance to participate in the next Yanwu battle, 423! You will be the leader in the next competition. !"
"Yes, Lord Jijiu!" Sun Shaorong clenched his fists, his eyes lit up with fighting spirit.
Lin Beifan turned to look at the other person and said with a smile, "It's up to you in the next round, Tianmiao! If you follow Jingtai's teaching, your chances of winning will definitely reach more than 90%!"
Tian Miao, the last representative of Dawu's martial artist, has a cultivation base of rank 5.
Tian Miao nodded: "Don't worry, Lord Jijiu, I know what to do!"
"This officer believes in you!" Lin Beifan patted him on the shoulder, his eyes drifting to the third prince of Dayan.
Your Highness, are you ready to fail again?
Big flame side.
"His Royal Highness, fortunately not humiliated, I brought the victory back!" Huolie walked back and said with hands.
The third prince nodded and said with a smile: "Very good, thank you for your hard work!"
Huo Lie shook his head: "It's not hard work at all, the opponent's strength is too weak! I thought that when I came to Dawu, I would meet a worthy opponent, but I was disappointed! Alas!"
"Yeah!" The third prince nodded with a smile on his face, but he didn't agree with Huo Lie's thoughts.
For their royal family, the weaker the opponent, the better.
No matter how bad you are, as long as you are worse than me, that's fine!
Typical politician thinking!
Common prosperity?
Develop together?
nonexistent!
"Now we have won two rounds, the last round is left, and the last round must be won!" The third prince clenched his fists.
Wen Dou has already lost everything, and martial arts must win no matter what!
Otherwise, how will he explain to his father and the people when he goes back?
"Luoshan, it's up to you next, you must win, never lose!" the third prince said to the only remaining players.
His name is Luo Shan, and he has the strength of the middle rank 5. Among the representatives of Dayan, he ranks last.
Luo Shan never imagined that, as the weakest person in the team, who was supposed to be a soy sauce player, he actually took on the final heavy responsibility, and suddenly felt a lot of pressure.
Shen Sheng said: "Your Highness, rest assured, everyone, I will do my best!"
The third prince said, "I don't want you to do my best, I want you to win!"
Luo Shan smiled bitterly in his heart.
Like the two teammates who were stronger than him before, they should have won, but they lost in the opponent's hands.
He is the weakest, and he really does not have this confidence.
Luo Shan once again assured: "Don't worry, Your Highness, your subordinates will return triumphantly!"
However, the third prince was still worried.
After all, Luo Shan does not have the strength to completely crush it, so it is easy for the opponent to turn defeat into victory.
Losing the first two games is a lesson.
His eyes could not help but drift to Lin Beifan, who was on the side of Dawu, and his heart was full of regrets.
If I knew it earlier, I paid him some money yesterday.
Although the other party is greedy, things can still be done properly. The previous Wendou has performed very well, and people can't see any flaws. It's a pity that their luck was bad, so they lost Wen Dou.
There is no chance for him to pay for it now, alas!
After thinking for a while, the third prince whispered: "Do you have any short-term strength-enhancing exercises, or medicines?"
The warriors present were shocked: "His Royal Highness, why are you asking this?"
The third prince blushed and said: "We have already lost the Wen Dou, and we can't lose the Wu Dou no matter what, or it's hard to explain when we go back! So, you understand!"
"But Your Highness, it seems to be illegal to do so, once it is discovered..."
"So, we have to be unaware!" The third prince cast a glance at the referee and the officials, and said in a low voice, "As long as they are not discovered, there will be no problem. Do you think so? You don't want to be defeated. And go back?"
Everyone fell into contemplation, and there was some confusion on their faces.
The fourth-rank martial artist said in a low voice, "My subordinates know a method of piercing acupoints with silver needles. As long as the silver needles are used to stimulate some acupoints in the body to form a true qi circulation, then the strength can be improved in a short period of time!"
The third prince was overjoyed: "This method is good!"
"However, there is a drawback. This method stimulates the potential in the body. Once it is used, it can stimulate 30% to 3 times the strength of the body, depending on what you need! The more you stimulate, the shorter the time! Moreover, after the effect, the body will fall into In a state of fatigue, the degree of fatigue depends on the situation, and the strength is greatly reduced!"
The third prince waved his hand and said with a smile: "This drawback is nothing at all, we are not fighting with others now, as long as we win this duel, it will be fine, and take a good rest after the game!"
Everyone thinks about it.
Luo Shan said solemnly, "Your Highness, Lord Huolie, come on!"
Huolie secretly took out the silver needle and stabbed Luo Shan on the body.
In about a cup of tea, Huolie's strength increased by about 50%, reaching the high level of the fifth grade.
"In order to prevent others from discovering, the subordinates only increased his strength by 50%, and he can hold on to about one stick of incense! After one stick of incense, he should be able to win!" Huo Lie said.
The third prince smiled wide-eyed: "50% is enough, we will win this game!"
"Congratulations, Your Highness! His Highness!" Everyone whispered with laughter.
At this time, Lin Beifan, who was drinking tea, moved his ears, and looked at Dayan with a mysterious smile.
The fifth round of the martial arts will start soon.
This is the match point, everyone is watching.
"The fifth round of the martial arts begins now, and the warriors from both sides are invited to duel!"
Luo Shan of Great Yan, Tian Miao of Great Wu, and the mighty one stepped into the martial arts arena.
At this time, both of them were full of confidence in their hearts, staring at the opponent in front of them, with a strong fighting intent in their eyes.
"In this round, our Great Yan will win!"
"It should be my Dawu who wins!"
"Then see the real chapter at the bottom of your hand!"
Both sides spoke harshly.
The referee immediately announced: "The fifth round of the martial arts fight, start now!"
The two sides shouted loudly and were about to start.
At this time, the weather suddenly changed, and the strong wind blew up, rolling up flying sand and moving rocks, filling the martial arts field.
"The weather... how do you say it has changed?"
"It turned out that the wind was bright and the sun was shining, but suddenly the wind was blowing, and it didn't look like it was going to rain!"
"Yeah, it's weird that there was thunder at every turn the day before yesterday!"
...
The Empress said loudly: "The duel is suspended, the wind has stopped and then continue!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The two stopped, waiting for the wind to stop.
However, what makes people strange is that this wind has been blowing and has not stopped.
Before I knew it, 1/4 of the incense stick passed.
The third prince was anxious, their silver needle piercing the acupuncture point could only last for one stick of incense. After a stick of incense, the effect will pass, and their people will fall into a weak state. How can they fight?
So, he cupped his hands and said to the Empress: "Your Majesty Dawu, it's just a little gust of wind, it doesn't affect the competition between the two, it's better to let them continue!"
The Empress nodded: "The Third Prince is right! Then..."
At this time, the gust of wind roared, blowing towards the empress and the civil and military officials.
Everyone's clothes were blown so loudly that everyone couldn't open their eyes, and some people's hats were even blown away, and some had their mouths full of sand, looking very embarrassed.
The Empress had to hide behind the Martial Arts Arena to avoid the limelight.
The old eunuch smiled bitterly at the third prince: "His Royal Highness, the third prince, let's wait, such a gust of wind... They can continue to compare, but we can't continue to watch!"
"Ah this..." The third prince was stunned and wanted to cry without tears.
In this way, in the expectation of the third prince, this gust of wind continued to blow.
After half a stick of incense, it still didn't stop, the third prince's heart sank, and he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
After another 1/4 of the incense stick, it still didn't stop. The third prince's heart sank again, and the bad premonition became stronger and stronger.
Finally, the time for a stick of incense finally passed, and the strong wind finally stopped, almost pinching the stopwatch.
This was originally a good thing, but the heart of the third prince finally sank to the bottom.
At this time, the Empress came out and announced loudly: "The wind has stopped, and the fighting continues!"
The fight for a stick of incense was interrupted, and it started again.
Dawu Tianmiao shouted loudly and used all his strength to deliver a powerful blow.
The big Yan Luo Shan stretched out his hand to resist, but it seemed that his strength was insufficient. He was shocked by this force, flew out like a rag, fell to the ground and spat out blood, and then passed out.
Tianmiao was stunned: "Damn it! It's so easy to win?"
His Royal Highness the Third Prince was shaky and said absentmindedly: "It's over! It's over!".