On the main platform on the south side of the school scene, Prince Li Honggao sat in the main seat, with Empress Wu and King Dingjiang Li Shentong sitting on both sides respectively.

On both sides below, there were some officials with higher positions, including Liu Yinhuan and Zhaoyang, two first-rank women. They were also given special care by Empress Wu.

"That Li Luanhu is too cruel to take action!" Xue Jinlian, who stood behind Liu Yinhuan and frowned slightly, turned to her beautiful eyes and said hurriedly: "Mom, look, brother has appeared!"

On the other side, a woman in white palace dress, standing quietly beside Empress Wu, who was covering her face with a white gauze, lowered her head and said a few words to Empress Wu. After receiving Empress Wu's nodding and agreeing, she turned around and left quietly.

Li Hong, who slightly turned his head to see this scene, couldn't help but look in the direction the woman left.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!" Li Shentong, the King of Dingjiang who was originally talking to Li Hong, couldn't help but frown when he saw this, and shouted slightly with his voice.

Hearing this, Li Hong reacted and withdrew his gaze, he quickly turned to smile and looked at Li Shentong: "King Dingjiang, what's the matter?"

"What does your Highness think of the martial arts of the dog son and the lunar tiger?" Li Shentong asked with a smile.

Li Hong nodded and said, "It's rare to have great martial arts skills, but I'm afraid that few people in the court can compete with you!"

"How could Your Highness think that Luanhu will be the second marshal of the Western Expedition?" Li Shentong asked again.

"This" was stunned for a moment, and Li Hong, who didn't know how to respond for a while, couldn't help but look at Empress Wu.

The Martial Empress, who covered her mouth with a light cough, glanced at Li Shentong, who looked a little unnatural, and smiled lightly: "Since it is a martial arts competition to win the handsome man, then the natural skill is the handsome man. Although the prince of Dingjiang is good at kung fu, he may not be able to overwhelm the heroes, right?"

"Empress, my son Luanhu, even Luo Tong can defeat him. Who else is his opponent in the Tang Dynasty?" Li Shentong was extremely confident in Li Luanhu.

The Empress Wu smiled faintly without comment: "I heard that the prince Xue Dingshan, who is shoulder to shoulder, is also a young talent!"

"Xue Rengui's son? How can he compare with my son?" Li Shentong's eyes flashed with a cold look and said disdainfully.

After hearing what Li Shentong said, Empress Wu smiled faintly, while Li Hong frowned slightly without even knowing it.

At this time, Xue Dingshan was also confronting each other with a burly young man holding a heavy gun.

"I admire the King of Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides. Today, I have to learn the master's tricks of the Prince of Sides and Sides and Sides! Even if I can't win the commander, I can go out with the Prince of Sides and Sides and Sides and Sides!" The burly young Yin Erhu grinned at Xue Dingshan and bowed, "Please!"

Xue Dingshan couldn't help but smile and bowed: "Brother Yin! Please!"

After they met each other, the two moved almost at the same time, holding weapons in their hands and storming each other.

A "keng" sounded a sound of metal and iron clashing, and the heavy gun and Fang Tian Huaji collided, causing the void to shake. The powerful shock force made Xue Dingshan and Yin Erhu both shake slightly.

"What a great force!" He looked at Yin Erhu in surprise, and then Xue Dingshan smiled even more intensely. He waved the Fang Tian Huaji in his hand and Yin Erhu fought back and forth on the ring.

After more than twenty moves, Yin Erhu, whose sharpness weakened, finally exposed his weakness of martial arts being inferior to Xue Dingshan's skill. He was restrained by Xue Dingshan and could not use all his strength to suppress and fight.

Soon, Xue Dingshan, who used his skills to separate the heavy gun in Yin Erhu's hand, pulled it with the flow, and Fang Tian's Huaji's shaft twitched to Yin Erhu's chest, causing him to fly out of the arena with a shock.

"Bah!" Yin Erhu, who had fallen to bite the shit, got up and spit out, couldn't help but look up at Xue Dingshan holding the Fangtian painting halberd on the ring with a smile and bowed to him and said 'Thank you', and said in a muffled voice: "You won! I'm convinced by the loss!"

Luo Tong nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "This game, Xue Dingshan won!"

"Yeah! Brother won!" Xue Jinlian clenched her fists excitedly.

"Jinlian!" Liu Yinhuan turned his head helplessly and glared at Xue Jinlian, her eyes signaling her to pay attention to where this place was.

He turned his head and looked at some ministers beside him, as well as the Empress Wu and the Prince sitting not far away. Xue Jinlian immediately stuck out her tongue with guilt and whispered: "Mom, what Yin Erhu, who can fight against brother twenty or thirty moves, it seems that he should also be a good tiger general!"

"Well! That Yin Erhu is really good at martial arts. If he can be round and skilled in his moves, it will take some effort to win even if your brother wants to win," Liu Yinhuan said without opening his mouth, and Zhaoyang nodded.

The competition is still going on, and Yun Weng and several imperial doctors from the Imperial Hospital are busy with the temporary medical points built on one side of the school ground. From time to time, injured people are sent here, making them all unable to rest.

"Grandpa!" A crisp and pleasant voice sounded, and a woman in a white palace dress walked in lightly.

"Miss Yun!" The youngest doctors in their forties or fifties, some of whom must have gray hair, couldn't help but greet them respectfully and politely when they saw women in white palace clothes.

Yun Weng, who was bandaging a wound for a guy who had injured his legs, saw a woman in white palace clothes coming, and couldn't help but say, "Lingyun, aren't you with the Queen? Why are you here?"

"Grandpa, am I afraid you will be too busy?" Yun Lingyun smiled and said, "These people are really hardworking for the position of Second Road Marshal. They obviously don't have enough skills, but they still want to come over to make themselves covered in bruises and make the imperial doctors busy."

Listening to Yun Lingyun's words, the guy who had injured his legs couldn't help but look slightly red, but he was silently refuting something.

Yun Lingyun, who moved her lotus steps, came directly to a simple bed near the corner. On the bed, the seriously injured Luo Bin was lying quietly on it, frowned slightly, and still had a firm look on his face.

"How is it feeling? Are you a little better?" Yun Lingyun stood beside the bed and asked softly.

After looking at Yun Lingyun, Luo Bin looked away and said calmly: "Thank you Miss Yun for your concern, I'm fine!"

"I'm not here to come and laugh at you. If you lose, why should you show your face to me?" Yun Lingyun, who shook her head and said, took out a white pill and stuffed it into Luo Bin's mouth, turned around and left.

Luo Bin, who swallowed the pill, looked at Yun Lingyun's leaving back. A complex look flashed in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, Yun Weng shook his head helplessly and sighed softly.

Soon, after one competition after another, only Li Luanhu, Xue Dingshan, Luo Zhang and Qin Ying were left. In fact, Luo Zhang and Qin Ying should be glad that Li Luanhu could defeat them and was seriously injured and unable to meet the challenge, otherwise the last four people might not have their place.

Next, Xue Dingshan and Qin Ying had a first fight. It was undoubtedly Xue Dingshan who took over and won.

Following closely behind, the battle between Li Luanhu and Luo Zhang was much more dangerous. Even with Luo Tong as the referee, Li Luanhu was merciless and injured Luo Zhang, causing him to fly out of the ring in a messy way.

"Sorry, General Luo! You have no eyes on your sword and gun. You can only blame your son for not being good at learning skills!" When he was about to get off the ring, Li Luanhu said with a smile to Luo Tong, making Luo Tong's face turn black and his brows jump.

Luo Tong, who took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart, couldn't help but speak loudly: "Stay for a quarter of an hour before Xue Dingshan and Li Luanhu have a final battle. The winner is the marshal of the second army!"

"I have to wait! It's really troublesome!" Li Luanhu, who was standing below, shook his head slightly.

Xue Dingshan, who was standing aside, said calmly: "Li Luanhu, for the way to be a general, you should be calm and capable. Know yourself and your enemy, and you must not be slackened and complacent. You have violated a taboo! Do you really think that you are invincible in the world?"

"Hmph! At least it's more than enough to deal with you!" Li Luanhu, who snorted coldly, turned his head to look at Xue Dingshan, and a look of violence flashed through his eyes.

Xue Dingshan, who shrugged his shoulders slightly, closed his eyes and calmed down.

Seeing this, Li Luanhu, whose face turned dark, couldn't help but feel angry and slightly undulating. He turned to look forward, with murderous intent on his eyes.

Feeling the murderous intent that could not be concealed by Li Luanhu, Xue Dingshan, whose eyebrows jumped down, quickly calmed down again, and his breathing was rhythmic, as if the whole person was integrated with the surrounding environment.

"Huh?" Li Shentong, who seemed to have some awareness, glanced at Xue Dingshan, and his expression changed slightly and his brows frowned.

Among the crowds outside the school grounds in the distance, Qingzhu and Qingyuan, standing side by side, looked at Xue Dingshan almost at the same time, with their shiny eyes showing a look of surprise.

"Haha, this kid Ding Shan is really very insightful!" Qing Yuan couldn't help but smiled slightly relievedly: "In this battle, Ding Shan should have a chance to win by about seven points."

Qingzhu, who was standing beside him, shook her head slightly and said seriously: "Don't think so good! That Li Luanhu is not simple!"

"Hmph, will you rely on a precious sword soon? With the help of external force, it is always limited!" Qingyuan sneered disdainfully.

Qing Zhuze said: "At least in this battle, Li Luanhu has the advantage. On the ring, the winner, the fate, life and death, no matter what other things are. No matter how good your ability is, you must be able to perform it!"

"Ask me, right?" He looked at Qingyuan who was looking at Qingzhu, and stared at her slightly helplessly.

Qingzhu smiled and gestured to the ring in the school arena: "Let's see the result of this competition!"

As the two talked, time passed, and a quarter of an hour passed quickly.

"Time is up! Li Luanhu and Xue Dingshan, please go to the arena!" Luo Tong looked at the two people below and shouted.

Hearing this, Li Luanhu and Xue Dingshan, who turned their heads and looked at each other, flashed and landed on the ring almost at the same time, and then stood facing each other and began to confront each other.

"Xue Dingshan! Come on, let me see how much you have grown over the years," Li Luanhu, who grinned, couldn't wait to kill Xue Dingshan with the dark golden sword.

Xue Dingshan, with his eyes narrowed, held the Fangtian Painted Spear in his hand and was waiting for the battle, and remained as motionless as a mountain.

A "keng" sounded a golden iron attack. When Li Luanhu rushed to Xue Dingshan, the Fangtian Painted Salmon in Xue Dingshan's hand also attacked instantly, and a natural move met the dark golden sword in Li Luanhu's hand.

The dark golden sword trembled slightly, and a faint sound of sword chanting made Xue Dingshan frown slightly.

With the help of the bent elastic force of Fang Tianhua halberd pole in his hand, Xue Dingshan, who flashed back, faced Li Luanhu who continued to fight back with a sneer and sneering.

However, every time the dark golden sword in Li Luanhu's hand collided with Xue Dingshan's Fangtian Painting Hydra, it would make a slight sound of sword chanting, affecting Xue Dingshan. It weakened the power of Xue Dingshan's attack moves and could not attack with all its strength. In this way, it naturally seemed that Xue Dingshan was at a disadvantage and was suppressed by Li Luanhu.

Seeing this scene, Luo Tong, who was standing on the edge of the ring with his hands behind his back, couldn't help but frown and was very anxious.

"Jinlian! Your brother doesn't seem to be the opponent of Li Luanhu!" Liu Yinhuan frowned with some restlessness.

Xue Jinlian, who had her red lips, was unable to hide her nervousness in her eyes, but she still said, "Mom, don't worry! Brother, he won't lose."

"Every time Ding Shan makes moves, he seems to be a little more willing but not strong enough. It seems that he has been affected. Li Luanhu's Soul-Devouring Golden Sword is indeed very powerful!" Zhao Yang, who was standing beside him, also frowned and sighed helplessly: "Ding Shan cannot get rid of the Soul-Devouring Golden Sword. This battle is difficult to win!"

Among the crowd in the distance, Qingyuan also frowned and looked at the scene on the ring, murmured to himself: "Is this Soul-Devouring Golden Sword really so powerful? It actually makes Ding Shan unable to resist!"

"If you continue like this, you will definitely lose!" Qingzhu, who was standing beside him, said helplessly.

Looking carefully at Xue Dingshan's Qingyuan, he seemed to see something, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's too early to draw a conclusion now! I'll say it! That boy Dingshan should not be underestimated!"

"Oh? Ding Shan still has a chance to turn defeat into victory?" Qingzhu looked at Qingyuan with some surprise.

Qingyuan smiled mysteriously and said, "Look at it carefully, you will understand soon!"

Qingzhu, who was a little helpless when she heard this, had to turn to look at the two people who were fighting fiercely on the ring seriously.

"Haha, Xue Dingshan is worthy of being Xue Rengui's son. It is rare to be able to survive so many moves in Luanhu's hands!" Li Shentong looked at the ring and laughed loudly on the high platform. He seemed very satisfied and happy.

Hearing Li Shentong's laughter, the Empress Wu, who had originally frowned slightly and looked at the ring, his brows became even tighter.

"Xue Dingshan, don't hold on! You are not my opponent at all, so you'd better give in earlier! Avoid waiting for a while, you'll lose too ugly, haha." Li Luanhu, who was laughing happily, became more fierce as he spoke.

Xue Dingshan, who struggled to resist, pursed his lips slightly, his expression was upright, and his eyes were filled with inexplicable brilliance.

Slowly, Xue Dingshan, who seemed to have adapted to Li Luanhu's fierce attack like a storm, seemed to have a random move, but he had a natural feeling, and he seemed to be at ease to deal with Li Luanhu.

"Huh?" Li Luanhu, who finally noticed something was wrong, felt that Xue Dingshan was like a slippery fish, and he could no longer completely suppress him, and he could not control the rhythm of his attack.

Li Luanhu, whose smile faded and whose face became a little gloomy, couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Okay! Xue Dingshan, you did not disappoint me. This is even more interesting!"

As he said that, Li Luan Tiger's sword technique changed slightly, and the dark golden sword made a clearer and more harsh sound of sword chanting. A special wave spread out, causing some loopholes in Xue Dingshan's defensive moves to appear.
To be continued...