I really didn't want to be emperor

As the saying goes, power works miracles.

With Zhao Yun's last shot to the end, all his body's tremendous strength penetrated his arms, and under one blow, Chu Tianhen's spear trembled in his palm, making a roar.

If it hadn't been for him to hold the spear tightly, under this blow, the weapon would have been released and flew out.

If so, he will lose face.

Even so.

His arms were numb, his mouth exploded, and his figure fell into the air and retreated several feet away.

This battle is over.

Chu Tianhen fell outside the ring, which meant he was defeated.

Lost?

On the high platform, everyone in Chu State could not accept this reality.

They have high hopes for Chu Tianhen, and his opponent is much weaker than him.

Why did you lose?

For a time.

The discussion came and went one after another, the voice resounding like a magic sound, echoing in Chu Tianhen's ears.

Chu Tianhen seemed to be controlled by a curse, and the whole person looked a little crazy, how familiar this scene was.

After so many years of hard work, I thought it would be a blockbuster, but I never thought that I would lose to the hands of an unknown summer general.

He thought he could win the championship.

Unexpectedly, it stopped in the first round.

It's a great shame.

puff.

A mouthful of blood spurted, and Chu Tianhen's figure fell backward.

See this scene.

Chu Tianshu quickly rushed down from the high platform, "Tianhen..."

The Emperor Chu had a full view of everything, and a touch of disappointment passed, "Wu Ji, send the imperial doctor to the prince of Chu Mansion to take a look."

to be frank.

Emperor Chu did not believe that Chu Tianhen could win the first round, but he did not expect that he would lose in the first round.

And this is too small to be a major event in the future.

The Chu Mansion has exhausted its energy.

On the high platform.

The prince set his eyes on Chu Tianhen, "After so many years, I still value winning or losing so much, and I was vomiting blood with anger."

Speaking of which.

He looked at Ye Jun and continued: "The third child, Zilong actually defeated Chu Tianhen, so Gu doesn't have to fight him."

Ye Jundao: "Brother Emperor, don't take it lightly. Before the last moment of the Wushu Conference, everything can happen. Emperor Chu is not simple at all."

"As for Chu Tianhen, he has always been Chu Huang's chess piece. As the saying goes, a small amount is not a gentleman, and an infinite amount is not a husband. After this time, he will completely disappear from Chu Huang's sight, and he will never be entrusted with important tasks. "

at this time.

On the fourth ring, the competition is over.

Although Li Tianming was defeated, his injuries were not serious.

This made Lieyan very angry, and he lost the tiger general Bailihong. This competition narrowly won, but he failed to kill Xia general, which made him feel very unhappy.

With the end of the competition in the other two arenas, the first day of the Wushu Conference ended. After the Chu Emperor declared the end, Baiguan sent him away.

Immediately afterwards, the people of the nations began to leave Lingyan Palace one after another.

Zhao Yun, Chen Nian, Yue Fei, Lin Zhan, Li Tianming, and Wei Zhuang appeared and came to Ye Jun and the prince.

"Yes, today's three games are very exciting, especially Zilong vs. Chu Tianhen. It is really thrilling and exciting to see.

"Go, go back to the post house, treat tonight alone!"

The prince smiled and said boldly.

"Brother Emperor treats tonight, then should we go to Riyue City for a good time? I heard that the painting boats on the waterfront of Xicheng are very beautiful. I have been in the South for so long and have not seen painting boats before. It is better... ......."

Ye Jun said in a deep voice. Suddenly he noticed everyone's gaze. He turned around and said, "Actually, it's good to go back to the post house to see the night scene. This king likes it very much, really!"

The prince nodded lightly and smiled: "Go back to the post!"

Leaving Lingyan Hall.

Ye Jun took Wei Zhuang to one side. After the two whispered, Wei Zhuang left alone.

The prince stepped forward and said quietly: "The third child, what are you doing sneaky."

"It's okay, let Wei Zhuang do something." Ye Jun shook his head.

Prince: "..........."

.........

The group returned to the post house.

The prince took everyone to the study to discuss the next day's competition, and Ye Jun returned to the room alone.

Slowly sitting on the wooden chair, he was not worried about the martial arts conference, so all his thoughts were on the summoning card of the small auxiliary reward.

"Open the summoning card now!"

"Ding, it's starting, master please wait!"

"Ding, congratulations, master, successfully summoned Ou Yezi, the originator of the sword."

Name: Ou Yezi.

Identity: the originator of the sword.

Strength: Pinnacle Seven.

Weapons: Zhan Lu, Juque.

Stunning skills: iron smelting, casting.

Loyalty: 100%.

Seeing Ou Yezi's introduction, Ye Jun was slightly startled, never expecting to summon the originator of the sword.

Especially when he saw his stunt, Ye Jun smiled at the corner of his mouth. Northern Qin and Southern Chu had always claimed that iron smelting had reached its peak.

I wonder who is better than Ou Yezi?

Mainly, Ou Yezi can also cast swords. The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers. He is a master of sword-making. The famous swords made by him in history are all magical weapons that kings vie for.

With him here, Xia Guo will surely set off a sword culture in the future.

Even the iron smelting skills that Northern Qin and Southern Chu are proud of will be worthless in front of Xia Guo.

Exist like scum.

"Little assistant, when will Ou Yezi come?" Ye Jun asked in a deep voice.

"Ding, remind the host that Ou Yezi is already in Riyue City, and can arrive outside the post house at most one stick of incense time."

Hear the sound.

Ye Jun got up and pushed open the door to leave.

When I came to the lobby.

Seeing Chen Nian in the front hall, Ye Jun said, "Why come out, isn't Huang brother discussing tomorrow's competition with you?"

Chen Nian looked sad and whispered: "His Royal Highness, decided to let Wei Zhuang play in my place tomorrow."

Ye Jun nodded, knowing why Chen Nian was not in a high mood, and his daring to be sentimental was depressed because he couldn't compete.

"The next test will be even more cruel. Brother Huang's decision is correct, and Wei Zhuang is more suitable than you. In addition, Brother Huang made this decision because he didn't want you to take risks. Today you are lucky, Bai Lihong pumps suddenly, otherwise The consequences could be disastrous."

"This martial arts conference is an experience for you. Now that the goal has been achieved, the man will take care of the rest. If you have three shortcomings, how can this king explain to King Pingxi?"

Chen Nian said, "I just want to share my worries for my father and win the glory of Xia Guo."

Ye Jundao: "You have done a good job, but the martial arts conference has changed and it is not suitable for you to participate."

Chen Nian nodded lightly, "I know, it's just a bit lost!"

"Why bother about gains and losses, there is infinite beauty when you are alive, you think about Bailihong...Oh, I can't think about it, I want to vomit...

Chen Nian smiled when he saw Ye Jun bowing slightly.

The corner of her mouth bends in a charming arc, two thin lips are smiling, and her long eyes are smiling, perfect like a crescent.

At this moment, it is completely regarded as the compliment of the peach blossoms on the human face, and smiles in the city, and then smiles in the praise of the country.

At this time.

Ye Jun suddenly took Chen Nian's hand, "Go, this king will take you to meet someone."

The voice fell.

The two walked outside the post. As they walked forward, Chen Nian's cheeks were blushing, and did not struggle, letting Ye Jun lead him away.

Outside the post house.

Ye Jun noticed Chen Nian's strangeness, and said with a smile: "It's okay to pull the handle, and I won't be pregnant...Hey, here he is!"

Chen Nian followed Ye Jun's gaze, and saw an old man walking towards them, "Master, who is he?"